"Mom, I just told you not to ask too many questions." Xiao Yihe frowned as he listened to Madam Xiao's words that rubbed salt into his heart.

My mother is really something. Since I don’t let her talk too much, there must be a reason.

She was determined to get to the bottom of the matter and kept asking questions.

After being provoked by his own mother, Xiao Yihe's uncomfortable feeling, which he had finally forgotten, came back to him.

Madam Xiao looked at Xiao Yihe's expression and guessed that he must be hiding something from her.

He was just a piece of flesh that had fallen from her body, and she could tell at a glance whether he was having trouble or not.

Seeing that Er was unwilling to say a word, the situation seemed not good.

The more Xiao Yihe tried to cover up the truth, the more Mrs. Xiao wanted to know what her son was hiding.

"Mom, didn't you just tell me to go back to my room to change clothes and go to see grandma?" Xiao Yihe opened his lips and said to change the subject.

He couldn't let his own mother continue this topic.

"Mom, let's go quickly. Cousin Lan'er will go get ready later. She will laugh at her son for not being as quick as a little girl like her."

Xiao Yihe supported Madam Xiao's hand and walked forward.

He said that on purpose.

If he didn't think of a solution, she would keep asking him questions and his head would explode.

Mrs. Xiao knew that her son did it on purpose, but at the same time she was also very clear that it would be difficult for her to pry any useful information out of him at this moment.

It seems that it is not possible to ask Er about this matter.

Since my son's approach doesn't work, I'll choose another one.

Madam Xiao raised her eyebrows and glanced at the Five Classics behind the two of them.

Er shut up and didn't say anything.

She can ask about the Pentateuch.

He follows the young master around all day long, but there is nothing he doesn't know.

If you want to know something, just ask the Five Classics. You can get what you want with less talk.

After making up her mind, Mrs. Xiao no longer thought about prying Xiao Yi'er open his mouth.

"Okay, let's go." She simply followed Xiao Yi's idea, licked her lips, nodded and said, "Go back to your room to change clothes, comb your hair, and cheer up before going to grandma's room."

If they didn't get ready and went to see the old lady in the same dusty and tired look they had just shown, she would have thought in her heart that they had suffered a lot outside when she knew they were back, but seeing them like that.

What my old lady hates most is seeing her beloved younger generations suffer.

"I understand, mother. You don't need to remind me of this. When I go to see grandma, I know I have to dress cleanly and not let grandma see any signs of hard work on my body or face. Otherwise, she will worry and it may cause health problems."

When Xiao Yihe heard what his mother told him, he licked his lips and nodded in reply.

Mom, you don't have to tell me this specifically.

He is not a three-year-old child. If he doesn't even know this, then he has eaten for 20 years in vain, hasn't he?

"When everything is ready, go to the hall and chat with grandma. I'll send someone to tell the kitchen to prepare hot water for you and Xinlan to bathe later. It's just right that you can have dinner right after chatting with grandma, and the water will be ready by the way."