"Hehe," seeing his face turn dark, Yang Chuxia awkwardly laughed. "What I said isn’t wrong though, think about it, outhouses are disgusting, right?"
"Wife, you’re really becoming less and less romantic." It hadn’t even been a month when Ye Zi’an said this.
Instantly, Yang Chuxia bristled, "What did you say?"
"I said I will think of you especially when I’m using the outhouse," Ye Zi’an said with a mischievous smile.
"..." Yang Chuxia felt she was at a loss for words.
"Wife?" Not hearing her speak, Ye Zi’an called out again.
"Your wife has fallen asleep."
"Pfft..." Ye Zi’an laughed, "Wife, you really are childish."
"Are you sure I’m being childish and not cute?" Yang Chuxia imdiately turned to face him upon hearing this, her finger tapping on his chest.
Ye Zi’an hurriedly caught her teasing hand and held her tightly, "Wife, I want to sleep early tonight, don’t seduce ..."
With those words, Yang Chuxia really couldn’t move anymore, so she stretched out her hand, hugged him around the waist, and soon the two fell asleep in each other’s arms.
The next day, before dawn, several horses galloped northward from Yangshu Village.
This ti when he left, Ye Zi’an didn’t alert the villagers; only the Yang Family knew.
He didn’t even tell Yangyang in advance, just detoured to the little guy’s room to take a look at him in the morning as he was leaving.
What he didn’t know was that, after he left, the Ye Family was in an uproar.
That morning, as the mother and son were having breakfast and Yangyang didn’t see Ye Zi’an, he casually asked, "Where did Beautiful Dad go?" When Yang Chuxia said, "Your dad has gone to Shandong," the silence that followed was quickly replaced by wails and sobs.
"Wuwu..."
"Wuwu, Beautiful Dad doesn’t want again; why didn’t he take with him?"
Yang Chuxia was dumbfounded as she watched the kid across the table crying his eyes out, "What are you doing? It’s not like you won’t see your dad again."
"But it will be a long ti before I can see him, wuwu..." The little guy sobbed as he spoke, "Brother is gone, Beautiful Dad is gone too, baby is so sad..."
"Enough, stop crying now. You’re a man, aren’t you? We’re going to Shandong in a couple of months, then you’ll see your dad."
"I don’t want to, I just want to cry!" The little guy, furious, stopped eating and dashed outside.
"Hey, this kid, his temper is getting worse." With Yangyang running off and Ye Zi’an not being there, Yang Chuxia also lost her appetite, so she had soone clear the dining table.
Mingcui then said, "The young master’s moods co and go quickly; he’ll probably cheer up by noon."
"That kid is just impulsive."
And that was indeed the case. By noon, when Yang Chuxia saw him again, he was beaming with joy.
"Not sad anymore?" Yang Chuxia glanced at him.
"Who says I’m not sad? My sadness is all inside." The little guy took big bites of his food, paused, and then added, "And not just sad, I’m also mad at Beautiful Dad. He went to Shandong without even telling in advance, it’s like he doesn’t have in his heart at all. He only has my sister in his heart, he definitely told her. I’ve decided, I’m going to ignore him for a whole year."
Yang Chuxia said nothing in response, just thinking to herself that this ’one year’ idea would probably be forgotten the mont he saw his dad, and he’d be the one who talked the most.
"Don’t doubt , I an what I say!" The little guy, noticing her silence and thinking she didn’t believe him, emphasized once more.
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