Chapter 8: Some paths must be completed even on our knees.
Old Su glared at Su Xiaofeng, wishing he could whip his unfilial daughter to death. Did she understand what having this child meant?
"You can keep the child if you want, but who is the father? If he dares not marry you, I'll kill him with a hoe."
"Right, who is this man? Where is he from?" Although He Ximei felt somewhat disappointed, she still asked the question.
Su Xiaofeng shook her head: "I don't know."
A breath caught in Old Su's throat as he considered the possibility that Xiaofeng had been forced.
Who was the damned culprit? If he found out, he would definitely hoe them for bullying his daughter.
"Father," Su Xiaofeng called softly, "Dad, please let me keep it. I promise I will earn good money in the future and won't let anyone laugh at our family."
Their family was already the poorest in the village, and now with her unwed pregnancy, the villagers would surely relish in their misfortune.
"Su Xiaofeng." Old Su, holding the bamboo whip, called out to her with an imposing tone, "If you really want to keep this child, it's not... It's not okay." Seeing his daughter acting coquettishly towards him, Old Su's heart softened after all.