"Exactly, living together is lively," Yang Chuxia echoed Ye Zi’an.
Everyone was happy, so Mu Shaoling didn’t continue the topic.
"Daddy, did you go fishing again today?" Yangyang noticed the servant behind Ye Zi’an holding a bucket and a rod and asked.
Mu Shaoling glanced at the bucket and said displeasedly, "Your dad must be collaborating with a fish sprite from the sea."
Yangyang laughed, "Where does that co from?"
"I go to the seaside with your dad every day, and each ti he returns with a full catch, while I don’t catch a single fish. The only ti sothing was on my hook, it turned out to be a greedy crab. Doesn’t that make you mad?"
"You are as foolish as a pig, yet you say that I’m collaborating with fish sprites?" Ye Zi’an glanced at him and said to Yangyang, "Don’t listen to his nonsense. If he can’t catch anything, he deserves it. I bait the hook with at slices, guess what he uses?"
"What does he use?" Yangyang was curious.
"He uses lettuce leaves!" Ye Zi’an said exasperatedly, "I’m embarrassed to say, the one crab he caught, he took from my bucket."
"You old coot, so unfriendly, exposing in front of so many kids." Mu Shaoling kicked Ye Zi’an grumpily.
Ye Zi’an didn’t dodge, just patted his clothes, calmly said, "People are foolish yet afraid of being criticized."
"Hey..."
Seeing they were about to quarrel, Yangyang quickly intervened, "I had a warm jade bed transported here, don’t you want to take a look?"
Mu Shaoling, who wanted to argue with Ye Zi’an, imdiately shut up, "What did you say? You brought a warm jade bed?"
"Uh-huh!" Yangyang nodded, "Mom sent a letter saying during winter my dad has leg pain and can’t sleep well. I happened to have a friend whose family deals in jade and told when they got this."
Mu Shaoling felt even more disheartened, "Brat, you give your dad a warm jade bed, I’m your father-in-law, so what do you give ? You tell now, are you trying to piss off? Really unfilial!"
"Don’t be mad, don’t be mad..." Yangyang stepped forward to pat his chest, "You’re getting old, why is your temper still so big? I’ll get sothing nice for you on your birthday."
"Really?"
"Of course, next year I’ll send you an ice bed."
"That’s more like it." Mu Shaoling perked up and glared sideways at Ye Zi’an, "I don’t know what luck you had in a past life to have such a filial son."
"Freeloader who shares my son has no right to envy , shut up!"
"...You, you’re ruthless!" Mu Shaoling turned his head and said no more; indeed, he was living off Ye Zi’an’s fortune, and without Ye Zi’an, he wouldn’t have such a son-in-law.
"Haha"
"..."
Everyone was amused by their banter.
Mu Huarong stood on the second floor of the first small building, watching the group bustling into the house, feeling sowhat complex. Luckily, she wasn’t fond of crowded places, so there wasn’t much regret.
Just as she was about to close the window, a sharp gaze suddenly struck her, making her montarily panic. It wasn’t until she closed the window that her heart continued to race.
"Mom, is soone living on the second floor of the front building?"
"Ah?" Yang Chuxia was montarily confused and then said, "Your Uncle Shaoling’s family mber Huarong lives there."
"Oh!" Nodding, he brushed away a slight stir in his heart and helped Yang Chuxia into the house.
"Yang Chuxia, have the kitchen prepare good dishes; Shaofeng brought fine wine, we’re drinking till we drop today."
(ps: We’re nearing the end countdown of the main story ~~~~ estimated four days, if not controlled might stretch to six or seven days ~~~~ Mu Huaen vs Ye Haoyang will be a sideline story, just a brief ntion here ~~~~)
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