"What's there to cry about? Does he think that just because he's a child, he can get whatever he wants without any effort just by crying? Does he think that everything in the world can be achieved just because he's young and he cries?"

"You're not wrong, it's Dad who's wrong?"

Su Yong blurted it out as well.

He really didn't know how to educate this rebellious son with a rather eccentric personality.

That's so damn infuriating.

Standing at the doorway were a wealthy man, a middle-aged man, and the two children from earlier.

He looked very uneasy.

Something's happened!

I never expected that these two rich young masters had such a powerful background.

"Peanut, did you hear what I just told you? In a little while, apologize to that older brother and say that you were just being a little tantrum and being unreasonable. You wanted the meat but didn't want to give him the paper doll. Please forgive you, do you understand?"

Chunxiuniang twisted her son's ear.

Peanut frowned, his little face tensing up. "I know... I know, Mom."

She grinned, but then looked like she was about to cry.

Chunxiuniang coldly scolded, "Stop crying!"

The tears stopped abruptly!

He held it in.

The man paced back and forth at the door, occasionally peeking through the crack in the door to sneak inside.

He kept muttering it to himself.

"Goodness, I knew long ago that the Su brothers must be rich young masters who ran away from home in a huff. Look at their silk clothes, the jade pendants hanging from their waists, and their fair skin."

Judging from their apparent lack of productive work and comfortable lifestyle, with several books displayed in the house, these two are clearly scholars, or at least extremely wealthy individuals. Who would have thought…

"No, we must go find the village head and Dazhu's father right away. They are the only ones in this village who can save our family."

Chunxiuniang looked uneasy, and every now and then she would crouch down and peek through the crack in the door.

Is it that serious?

"You bald, ignorant woman, didn't you hear they're about to fight inside?"

"Who would have thought that Magistrate Su, who always greets the villagers with a smile, would be so strict with his own son?"

Young Master Wenxuan is usually quite lively and loves to joke around; he's kind to everyone. Our silly son, however, unintentionally stirred up a conflict between that father and son.

"Oh dear, what a mess this is."

"That's absolutely outrageous!"

"If we really cause a rift between that father and son, our family will truly be guilty!"

Busy and energetic.

Chunxiu's father quickly went to call for help.

Not long after.

Chen Xian and Chen Gui, come here.

On the road.

They had already heard Chunxiu's father recount the whole story.

Magistrate Su had already noticed that there were people at the door.

He forced a smile.

"Everyone, please come in."

The atmosphere was awkward.

Chunxiu's father stood to the side, stammering.

Despite his endless rants, when he was actually facing Su Yong...

Like a mouse before a cat, they dared not utter a single word.

My whole body is shaking.

Chen Gui glanced at it with a smile, beaming.

"Lord Su, it was just a little joke between children, why is it worth getting so angry?"

Chen Xian stood quietly to the side, watching without saying a word.

After all, this is a family matter between a father and son.

Outsiders shouldn't get involved.

But since Chunxiu's father had come to him for help, Chen Gui followed along as well.

Magistrate Su's mood improved, and he chuckled, "It's alright. My two children in the village have troubled you. They look tall and big, but they're still like two little kids. They're adults now, and they still cause us so much worry."

Peanut also walked in nervously.

"Lord Su, I was wrong just now. I insisted on cheating. I still want to eat meat, and I don't want to give Brother Wenxuan the paper doll. I didn't follow the rules of the game. Please don't scold Brother Su anymore."

The child's voice was sweet and pleading, carrying a sense of begging and ingratiation.

Su Yong's heart melted.

"Oh, Uncle knows, that's good."

Su Wenxuan gave a haughty snort.

"Father, now you know you misunderstood me, right?"

Su Yong looked embarrassed. "Alright, Father admits his mistake. Father didn't understand the whole story. Father was wrong, and I will definitely not make the same mistake again."

Su Wenxuan snorted coldly and mumbled something.

I'll ignore it.

The crowd chuckled.

Su Wenxuan already knew that Chen Xian had been appointed as a ninth-rank official.

He smiled warmly and said loudly, "It's a real pity that I didn't get to see the people in the palace bestow an imperial edict upon Uncle Xian. Uncle is truly amazing, having made such a great contribution."

As far as I know, no one has ever obtained a ninth-rank official position as a farmer before. Although it's just a sinecure, from this day forward, the uncle is completely freed from his farmer status. This shows that officials don't have to kneel, and his entire family is exempt from taxes, corvée labor, and poll tax.

He looked at Chen Xian with admiration.

Chen Xian looked serious, but with a smile on his face.

"Okay, stop praising me. I've heard what you all said today so many times. If you keep praising me, I'll really get cocky."

Ha ha.

When Wenxuan mentioned that officials do not kneel, he suddenly glanced at his father.

Su Yong: What are you doing?

Su Yong glanced at his unfilial son and observed the natural and peaceful manner with which he spoke to Chen Xian, his tone sincere.

I felt a pang of sadness.

Your unfilial son has never spoken to me with such an attitude.

Then it suddenly occurred to me that Chen Xian has two sons and two daughters. Hmm? This family has a very upright character and certainly knows how to raise children.

When Chen Xian and Chen Gui left.

Su Yong called out to him softly, looking embarrassed and somewhat embarrassed. Then he clenched his fists and became serious.

"Please, Chen Zuolang... teach me!"