Xiao Xingyu was lying on his intricate and exquisite step-out bed in loose silk pajamas like Lin Daiyu. He stretched his neck and waited for the footsteps coming from outside the door. When he saw that the person coming in was Xiao Yanzhen, he immediately sat up cross-legged in disappointment.

"Why is it you? Where's Mo Yan?"

Xiao Yanzhen placed the food tray on the head of Xiao Xingyu's bed: "I'm making pigeon soup for you in the kitchen, so you don't have to clean up?"

"Is this the pigeon soup Mo Yan made for me?" Xiao Xingyu picked up the bowl he hadn't even glanced at before, as if it were a treasure, in surprise. "Then why didn't she bring it over herself? Last time I was injured, she took care of me without taking off her clothes. Why are they shy now that we're an old married couple?"

"You're so shy!" Xiao Yanzhen couldn't bear to look at this self-satisfied idiot. "It seems to me that your granddaughter-in-law doesn't want to pay attention to you. I don't understand how a guy with your figure can marry such a good wife!"

"You're jealous, right?" Xiao Xingyu grinned as he scooped a ladle of soup and began to wonder as he drank. "Mo Yan doesn't want to pay attention to me? I didn't notice it last night. Why would she want to ignore me?"

Xiao Yanzhen sat down speechlessly at the table opposite him. "Your great-grandson's wife is clearly someone who wants to share the good and the bad with you. You kneeling alone at the door yesterday to receive the beating may seem heroic, but in reality, you're leaving her behind. You're not treating her as one of your own."

"What a miscarriage of justice!" Xiao Xingyu was even more wronged than Dou E. "How could I not consider her one of my own? I was totally trying to protect her!"

He turned his gaze to Xiao Yanzhen and said, "It's all your fault. You hit me so hard that it hurt my wife."

Xiao Yanzhen grumbled, "Why didn't I beat you to death? I've been holding back, otherwise you'd still be so arrogant here? Come on, don't try this kind of self-torture trick on me in the future, and don't try it on Man'er either. You don't even spare the children!"

"Xiao Man'er volunteered," Xiao Xingyu said, reminiscing fondly. "Even Heaven was on my side yesterday. The rain was so fitting. The thunder and lightning, coupled with Man'er's wailing childish voice, created a truly tragic effect."

Xiao Yanzhen's face turned pale: "Your mouth..."

Xiao Xingyu: "Okay, okay, okay, I won't pick on you next time. Let others beat me. I'm such a promising talent, can they really beat me to death?"

Xiao Yanzhen raised his hand and hit him as soon as he heard it: "Do you want to do it again?"

"Ouch, my back hurts. I don't want to think about it anymore," Xiao Xingyu propped himself up and took a breath. When Xiao Yanzhen put his hand down, he suddenly had another thought, "Hey, Yanzhen, you said I was punished by family discipline twice in one year. Is this unprecedented in the history of our Xiao family?"

Looking at this thing, Xiao Yanzhen really felt that he hadn't gone easy on it yesterday. "Is this amazing feat enough for your name to be inscribed on the Tongzhen Monument?"

Xiao Xingyu smiled, and his voice gradually became less serious. "Yanzhen, Mo Yan and I are in this together thanks to your help. I know Xiao Huai and the others must have some thoughts about Mo Yan marrying in because of Second Grandpa's incident. Only when the most senior and prestigious family members agree, can Mo Yan and I have a legitimate place in the family."

"I'm not used to you being like this," Xiao Yanzhen, seeing Xiao Xingyu's sincerity, joined in the conversation. "We were only part of the reason your wife got married. The reappearance of the Wang family, once the authority in the porcelain world but now gone, the plum vase Mo Yan brought to Guo Tao, and even the small number of people with the surname Chen were all factors. I can only say that you and Lai Sun's wife are destined to be together."

Xiao Xingyu said happily, "That's a good point, I like it! Isn't it true? Even the Wang family of Bian Jing showed up at this critical moment to bless us. This shows how much God has blessed Mo Yan and me!"

Speaking of the Wang family, Xiao Yanzhen lamented, "Thinking of our ancestor, Wang Zhe, who was once a formidable master, the 'sagger' he invented not only prevented smoke and sand from falling during the firing process, but also prevented damage to the objects from sticking and overlapping. It was a groundbreaking technological innovation, still in use thousands of years later. It's truly sad that none of their descendants are proficient in this art today."

Xiao Xingyu shook his head: "The sadness is due to our distorted perspective. After thousands of years of hard work on Tianqing glazed porcelain, perhaps it is a blessing to let go of our obsession early on."

Xiao Yanzhen sighed and was about to speak when Xiao Xingyu's phone rang. He took the phone and hesitated for a moment at the unfamiliar 11-digit number on the screen, but finally answered the call: "Hello, who is this?"

When Xiao Yanzhen saw Xiao Xingyu, he became serious after listening to a few words, got out of bed and started looking for clothes.

"You want to go out? Who's calling?"

Xiao Xingyu grabbed some clothes from the closet and changed as quickly as possible: "An important person, I have to go out right now."

"What important person? You're still injured and can't go out! I'm going to tell your wife!"

"I must meet this person. Please keep it a secret for me." Xiao Xingyu zipped up his clothes to the top, picked up his phone and ran to the door before turning back to add, "The child has grown up. Parents should stop interfering in everything!"

Xiao Yanzhen's expression froze: "How disrespectful!"

Xiao Xingyu hailed a taxi through the back door of his house and arrived at a community garden within 10 minutes. He passed by women dancing in the square, men playing the erhu, and children practicing calligraphy with ink on the ground, and finally found Chen Guanfu, who was standing alone on a bench by the lake.

"Grandpa!" Xiao Xingyu took two steps at a time and walked forward. Chen Guanfu stood up from the bench upon hearing that, his expression becoming very complicated for a moment.

"You call me grandpa?" Chen Guanfu smacked his lips as if he found it very interesting.

Xiao Xingyu also spoke frankly: "Yes, Mo Yan and I got our marriage certificate in Shenhai a few days ago. From now on, we will be a family. By the way, where is grandma?"

Chen Guanfu looked at Xiao Xingyu leisurely for a long time before speaking: "You seem very familiar with me. How could you think that I would admit that you are my grandson-in-law?"

The refusal was obvious. If it were someone else, they might have been asking for trouble, but Xiao Xingyu was not like that. He thought about it seriously and asked Chen Guanfu, "Were you planning to let Mo Yan find a son-in-law?"

The question's thinking was too jumpy. Chen Guanfu's face rarely showed a blank expression: "...not yet."

Xiao Xingyu responded naturally: "Then you must recognize me as your grandson-in-law!"

"Oh?" Chen Guanfu smiled. "Are you so confident?"

Xiao Xingyu calmly sat down next to Chen Guanfu. "Of course, your Tongchuan Chen family is the last with Mo Yan. Don't mind me not saying anything, but this means your Chen family has no successors and you have no other choice. If you want to make up for this regret, the only way is to let Mo Yan marry me and marry into my Xiao family. That way, any child we have will also have the Chen family's genetic bloodline. When I develop the technology for celadon glaze porcelain, it will be equivalent to your Chen family's research. You agree with this idea of sharing happiness, right?"