Yang Chuxia saw that her face was turning from red to green, and the light that erged from the bottom of her eyes was sowhat eerie. She couldn’t help but frown.
Yangyang shuddered at the sight and even stroked his arm.
"Mom, you stay here by yourself. I’m outta here," he said.
After finishing his words, he quickly ran off. Yang Chuxia was speechless; this stinky kid was really lacking in loyalty. She didn’t want to be alone with Shen Qiu either.
Fortunately, Ms. Wang also ca out from the harem soon after.
And Shen Qiu didn’t stay too late, saying goodbye and heading back to town.
Worried about Shen Qiu and Yang Dayong’s situation, the next day Ye Yi requested her assistance to help investigate what was really going on with these two.
Thinking that Shopkeeper Li, Constable Hong, and others still didn’t know she had returned, she sent Brother Li into town to deliver goods to each household.
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"Mom, is this our family’s little building? It’s so beautiful!" Early in the morning, Yang Chuxia and her group had returned to the Ye Family’s side.
Yangyang’s mouth ford an ’o’ shape as he looked at the little building.
anwhile, Lele, relying on his vague mories, clomped eagerly up the house’s stairs.
"Wow, we have three little buildings in our ho? That’s aweso, much prettier than the courtyard in Mianyang." Yangyang was bouncing around like a little sparrow. "Oh, there are fish here, too—red ones, gold ones, and even black ones!"
"Welco ho, young master, welco ho," the two parakeets on the porch started calling out as they saw people coming.
"Wow, talking birds." Yangyang gazed at them, utterly thrilled. "Mom, Dad, I’ve decided," he said.
After a pause, he finally made a significant decision.
It made both Ye Zi’an and Yang Chuxia couldn’t help but look at him.
"I don’t want to go with Dad to Shandong anymore. I want to stay at ho, ho is just too beautiful."
"Are you sure you want to stay at ho? By then your brother and you Mom and I will not be here, and you’ll be living here by yourself. Won’t you be afraid?"
"Dad, don’t underestimate , I’m a man!" Yangyang declared, hands on his hips. "Besides, at night I can stay at Grandma’s house, and during the day I can co here to practice writing and martial arts. It’s going to be one of the greatest joys in life!"
"Haha..."
Ye Zi’an couldn’t help but laugh again; this son of his was truly a bundle of joy. He was only a few years old, and already talking about one of the greatest joys in life.
"Brother, look at this!" As they were speaking, Lele, with Mingcui’s help, had managed to bring out a small cart.
"What’s this?" Yangyang curiously looked at the thing suspended in the middle, resembling a small bed.
"This is what we used to lie in when we were younger." Lele patted the middle part. "You used to lie right here when you were little."
"Impossible!" Yangyang jumped up. "How could I be that small?"
"Son, it has been proven you were just that small; you slept in here right after you were born," Yang Chuxia said softly, "When you and your brother were little, your Dad would push you in this under that tree and read you the Three Character Classic."
Lele looked at Ye Zi’an with a smile at the ntion of it.
But Yangyang pondered for a while before blurting out sothing utterly ridiculous.
"So, Dad, you began to ’poison’ when I was that small? I knew there was a reason I couldn’t rember anything from other books, but the Three Character Classic, I could repeat after hearing just once."
"My dear, talking to this little troublemaker really makes one’s hands itch." Ye Zi’an said with an itching desire to act, "Do you even know what ’poison’ ans?"
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