Treating your father like a grandson is a skill in itself!

Shaking her head, Jiang Nuan continued making her braised meat, no longer paying attention to the father and son's affairs.

Han Qi walked to the door of the room, suppressing his anger, and knocked on the door. "Dad, open the door and let me in."

"She's asleep, don't disturb her!"

Upon hearing this, Han Qi gritted his teeth and asked, "Can a sleeping person talk?"

He really didn't want to admit that the simpleton in the room was his father.

That's so stupid and embarrassing!

"Talking in your sleep~"

To make his words more believable, Han Qi deliberately lowered his voice.

After saying that, she turned over and buried herself even deeper under the covers.

"Father," Han Yi took a deep breath to calm himself, and continued, "Are you sure you don't want to open the door?"

Inside the room, Han Qi seemed to be truly asleep, ignoring his son's voice.

After waiting for a long time without any movement from inside, Han Yihan threatened with a stern face, "Father, if you don't open the door, don't blame your son for taking action."

He was about to be driven crazy by his own father.

Acting like a scoundrel in someone else's home, as if he's afraid others won't know how stupid he is or what?

"If you dare to lay a hand on me," Han Qi's frustrated voice rang out, "don't blame me for disciplining you, my unfilial son."

"You want to use family discipline?" Han Yi narrowed his eyes. "Fine, your son won't lay a hand on you."

After saying that, he kicked the door open.

Instantly, a loud bang rang out, and Han Qi sat up in surprise, asking in a mixture of fear and trepidation, "You brat, are you trying to rebel?"

Upon hearing this, Han Yi did not answer. He fanned the air around his nose with his hand and stepped into the room through the door.

Upon seeing Han Qi sitting up, she blinked in disbelief and asked, word by word, "Dad, what are you doing?"

With his bright green face and pink clothes, this old man is increasingly pushing his limits!

"You unfilial son!" Han Qi, feeling guilty upon seeing his son, preemptively struck, "What happened to the rules your grandfather taught you? How dare you kick the door open like this? Do you want to kneel in the ancestral hall?"

"How dare you even mention the word 'rules'?" Han Yi stepped forward and grabbed Han Qi. "Come on, let's go home."

Don't embarrass yourself in someone else's home!

Han Yi did not say the second half of the sentence.

The old man is very sensitive. If you say anything too harsh, he might make a scene, which would only make things more embarrassing for you.

He was truly exhausted by the old man's antics. He had only been gone for a little over a month, and without keeping an eye on him for a moment, all this trouble had occurred. It was truly a headache!

"Let go, I'm not going back!"

After Han Qi broke free from his son's grasp, he huddled in a corner, clutching the blanket, and looked at his son accusingly.

She looked like a respectable woman facing a bully.

Seeing this, Han Yi clenched his fists again. "The Qingming Festival is coming soon to pay respects to our ancestors. Aren't you afraid that Grandpa will come looking for you in the middle of the night if you don't go home?"

"No way," Han Qi said proudly, raising his chin. "The old man dislikes me the most. If I weren't his only son, he would have kicked me out to beg for food long ago. He would have looked for you instead."

He's afraid of the old man? What a joke!

The old man was so angry with himself when he was alive that he would jump up and down. If he became a ghost, he wouldn't be afraid at all.

Ultimately, he only has one son, and no matter how angry he is, he can't bear to go down and keep him company.

If that's the case, why should he be afraid? Why can't he make his life a little better?

Han Yi had no idea that his father had such a rebellious idea, but he was still so angry at Han Qi's words that his liver ached.

"Whether you come looking for me or not, you have to come home with me today."

In just a few days, he's already smearing mud on his face and wearing pink clothes. If we let him continue like this for a while, all of Grandpa's and my decades of hard work will be wasted.

The entire Han family will become a laughing stock in the city!

"No, I want to stay here."

Seeing this, Han Yi went straight over and picked the person up, blanket and all.

Han Qi struggled in vain, then shouted, "Jiang Meizi, help! This brat is trying to murder his own father!"

Jiang Nuan, who was in the courtyard, had been paying attention to the movements inside the room since Han Yi kicked down the door.

Seeing Han Yi carry Han Qi out, blanket and all, she felt that words could not adequately describe her feelings.

"Auntie," Han Yi said apologetically to Jiang Nuan, "I asked Han Er to stay here to fix the door. I'm sorry for the trouble."

He had never done anything so rude in his life, but today...

Han Yi, increasingly furious, decided that this time he had to teach his father a lesson.

"It's nothing, don't worry about it," Jiang Nuan waved her hand repeatedly. "You all go ahead and do what you need to do, I won't keep you any longer."

"Thank you, Auntie. I will come to apologize another day. I will take my leave now."

"I'm not going back, you brat, put me down!" Han Qi roared at his son before turning to Jiang Nuan for help, "Sister Jiang, help me, I don't want to go back."

“Brother Han,” Jiang Nuan said helplessly, “You have to go back to pay respects to your ancestors during Qingming Festival. You can come back next time you have time, it’s the same.”

However, returning to the county town was treated like a life-or-death separation, and Jiang Nuan didn't know how to talk to Han Qi.

My son isn't some monster, why am I so afraid?

So dramatic!

"There are still two days until Qingming Festival, why are you in such a hurry? I'm not going back."

"How are we going to prepare for the ancestral worship if we don't go back?" Han Qi said, unable to bear it any longer. "What kind of man are you, hanging around at someone else's house? Isn't our house enough for you to cause trouble?"

If he could, he really wanted to tie his own father up; he's so insensible.

A man has been staying at a widow's house for so many days; who knows what gossip might spread.

Unfortunately, his own father was completely unaware of this problem.

Holding Han Qi's arm tightly, Han Yi completely disregarded Han Qi's resistance and placed him directly on the carriage.

"Han Er, you stay here to fix the door, the rest of you come back to the old house with me."

"yes!"

After Han Qi left, Jiang Nuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mother," Madam Xie said with some regret, "Uncle Han is gone just like that?"

"Otherwise what? Qingming Festival is coming soon, it would be unreasonable for him not to go back."

"Then, will he come again?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nuan shrugged, "You think he wouldn't?"

Just look at today to see the answer to this problem. Don't even think about it; he'll sneak over whenever he gets the chance.

This will continue for at least six months.

Because Han Qi had said that the doctor told him to recuperate for six months and not to do *that*...

Life without a beautiful woman is so hard to bear, I can't help but do something to distract myself!

“Oh,” Xie laughed, “Uncle Han will definitely come over in a few days.”

"You like him a lot?"

After saying that, Jiang Nuan realized that her words were inappropriate and immediately corrected herself, "It's not liking, it's being close to someone, the closeness of a junior to an elder."

“Your daughter-in-law understands, Mother doesn’t need to explain so much,” Madam Xie said with a smile. “I think Uncle Han is very kind, knowledgeable, good-tempered, and very gentle. He doesn’t put on airs with the younger generation.”

Although she's a bit childish, she's a very nice person, and it's very pleasant to get along with her.