Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 166

Veronica left Bloomstead by train at eleven in the morning so that she could return 10 Cabot Town before four. She wanted to surprise her parents, so she didn‘t tell them she was coming.

Now that she was back in Cabot Town, Veronica felt overjoyed to see all these familiar sights. Even the air here smelled nice.

With her backpack on her shoulders, she began to trek to the remote village where her family home was. In the distance, Veronica could see her adoptive mother standing by the pig pen, feeding the pigs with vegetables from a basket on her arm, Veronica had not seen this familiar scene in ages. She couldn‘t stop herself from jogging over to stand behind Daniella. “Mom!” she yelled.

Daniella ended up jumping in surprise from Veronica‘s shout. The basket she had just placed by the pig pen‘s fence toppled over into the pen. It wasn‘t until she turned around that she realized that Veronica was calling her. Instantly, she was delighted. “Oh, my darling girl, is it really you? Why are you back? Why didn‘t you tell me earlier? I could have gone to town to pick you up.”

“Hahaha, it‘s only a short distance away, Mom. You don‘t have to do that.” Veronica hugged Daniella. “I missed you so much. Did you and Dad miss me?”

Daniella smiled kindly and nodded. “Of course we did. Your father kept bemoaning your absence.” Danielle let go of Veronica to take her hand and study her. “You‘ve only been away for a few months; how are you so skinny now?” She poked Veronica‘s forehead. “Silly girl, you should have told me you were coming home. I would have made a nice roast for you. We don‘t even have any food in the house now.” Then, Daniella turned to yell in the direction of the yard. “Tony? Tony? Get over here; our girl is back.”

“What? Veronica is back?” Upon hearing Daniella‘s voice, Tony immediately walked over from the yard, only to see that Veronica was truly back. A smile instantly bloomed on his weathered face. “Oh my, she really is back. I missed you dearly.”

“Dad? Are you feeling better?” Veronica walked over to Tony and hugged him, asking about his health.

Meanwhile, Daniella remembered the basket of vegetables that had fallen into the pig pen. When she turned around, she found the pigs gnawing away at the basket.

“Hey, get away from that!” Daniella yelled at the pigs after she opened the gate to the

up the basket and left the pig pen to walk over to Veronica. Waving the broken basket around, she chastised Veronica, “Look at what you

her hands to her butt,

heart. “Did it hurt a lot? I didn‘t even smack you that

face. She was in good spirits as she held her adoptive parents‘ hands and walked into the yard. As Veronica and Tony chatted in the yard, Daniella retrieved a chicken from the freezer and headed to the kitchen to

eyed the chewed basket in the corner.

two

to him so he

too. You should hurry;

“Okay, I‘ll go now.”

gift she had brought with her from her backpack. With the basket and gift in hand, she headed straight for

not originally from Cabot Town. It had been around thirty years since he came to live here. He made his home by the foot of the mountain not far from their home,

bloomed among the grass, swaying in the breeze. With the azure sky

she reached the foot of the mountain, but he happened to be fishing leisurely

come to see me, you

the wind. He was dressed in a loose, gray hempen shirt and a pair of inen shoes that were fully handmade. He oozed an otherworldly energy, looking like he was from a far

no see.” Veronica walked over and flopped down to sit next to him. She turned her head to face him and grinned sinisterly before reaching out to grab his beard and gently

now you‘re back. Don‘t touch my beard.” Crayson glared at Veronica as he slapped her hand away. It was only then that his beard was free from her evil clutches. “What are you here for? You came to see me empty–handed. Go, buzz away. Don‘t get in the way of my fishing.” He deliberately made himself look disgusted, but he couldn‘t

from behind her back. A bottle of wine could be seen in her grasp. She looked at the bottle and clucked. “Tsk tsk tsk… Such a lovely bottle of wine and no one