"They’re persecuting and oppressing , I get it, my little uncle ntioned it before," Yangyang turned his head and added, "I told you, I’m my mother’s child, not born of a bear, not a bear child."
It took a mont for Ye Zi’an to reply helplessly, "He’s so young, yet his tongue is so sharp. Isn’t he going to infuriate people to death when he grows up?"
It’s hereditary—loud and clear!
"Hehe..." Yang Chuxia let out an embarrassed chuckle. Her youngest son’s temperant and temper, especially his way with words, were so much like her own.
By the ti Ye Yi returned, it was already evening.
"So did you find out, what exactly happened?"
"I found out." It’s just... this whole incident is so lodramatically flipped on its head.
"If you’ve found out, then speak, don’t be so hesitant."
Ye Yi organized his thoughts, "Actually, it wasn’t anything major, it’s just that Master Yang..."
"Enough, don’t call him Master Yang, use his first na." Master Yang, what a title, Yang Chuxia was done with it, amazed he could even co up with such a thing.
"Alright, it was Yang Dayong who, when he went to the county town, encountered a few thugs and riff-raff. They saw Dayong dressed nicely and leaving the bank alone, so they followed him, hoping to rob so silver. Coincidentally, they were caught by Shen Qiu and his servants who were on their way and ended up rescuing Dayong."
He paused, then continued, "Dayong was beaten quite badly by those thugs. To avoid worrying Land Officer Yang, he decided to stay in the county town for a few days. During that ti, it was Shen Qiu who took care of him, and with a man and a woman alone together, she seized the opportunity to cry a few tis. How could Dayong not be moved by compassion?"
"Were these thugs and riff-raff real?" Yang Chuxia really didn’t want to believe that such coincidences happened in the world.
"They were indeed real," Ye Yi was speechless. This was clearly a ’hero saves the beauty’ scenario, but it got twisted into ’beauty saves the hero’. And yes, those thugs really did intend to rob Dayong on the spot.
"Uncle Dayong got hurt, but our family has a shop in the county town. Why didn’t he stay there? The shop isn’t without servants to attend to him." Yang Chuxia felt incredibly frustrated. This made it seem like her Uncle Dayong was bound to marry Shen Qiu.
"I think you better not overthink it," Ye Zi’an said, "Shen Qiu could have followed her brother to his new post to start over, but she chose not to. That shows she still intends to marry Uncle Dayong. We won’t discuss what kind of person she is for now, as long as she is good to Uncle Dayong, isn’t that enough?"
"But the problem is, Uncle Dayong also has a son, a nephew. You guys are a warning from history." Naturally, by ’you guys,’ she ant Brother An and her father.
"People are different, how many families are there like the Hua Family? Don’t worry about it. Let’s just wait and see. If you really can’t stop worrying about your cousin, when we go to Shandong, you can take him with you. He can keep Lele company, and I bet Uncle Yong would be thrilled."
Hearing this, Yang Chuxia gave him an annoyed look, "What kind of lousy idea is that? They have their own dad. How would that look? Besides, there’s also that younger brother from Uncle’s family."
But Ye Zi’an’s digression had steered her away from dwelling on the matter. She decided to just wait and see.
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Ye Zi’an’s return ho was supposed to be a casual visit since he was passing by. He had kept a low profile after coming back, but sohow the entire Wangquan Town had found out about his return.
Moreover, no one knew where the news had spread from, but people learned of his promotion. For the following few days, the Ye Family’s ho was bustling with non-stop visitors.
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