Old Madam Chu and Chen Ju were looking at the Third Master under the melon rack.

Seeing that the third master's lips were tightly pursed, he looked depressed but helpless, just like a bullied young wife, and walked towards the melon rack with a depressed look.

Chen Ju retracted her gaze, smiled secretly, and whispered in Madam Chu's ear, "Madam, our young Third Master finally has the expression a child should have on his face."

Old Madam Chu was also laughing secretly, and in her heart she looked at Yun Mian with admiration.

"That little girl is quite powerful. When Yu'er gets angry, even I, as his grandmother, am a little scared. That little girl can actually make Yu'er so angry, and yet she can still prevent Yu'er from getting angry at her."

"That's right. I've been by your side for so many years, Old Madam, and it's rare to see the Third Master show an expression like today."

Old Madam Chu pondered for a moment and turned to ask Chen Ju who was standing behind her.

"Xiao Ju, do you think this is a case of one thing conquering another?"

Chen Ju was stunned by the question.

What is the old lady thinking?

"Let's...let's just say it. After all, I've been by your side for so many years, Old Madam, and this is the first time I've seen the Third Master being bullied like this."

Old Madam Chu glanced at her grandson from a distance.

"Yu'er is too domineering and cold. I'm worried that no one will be able to control him in the future. If Xiaopingzi's granddaughter can really control Yu'er, I have to find a way to get close to that little girl and let her become Yu'er's wife when she grows up."

“…”

Chen Ju was very upset.

"Madam, the Third Master has only just turned thirteen. Isn't your plan too far-fetched?"

"What's so far away? That little girl is so beautiful, sensible and considerate. If I don't take action sooner, Yu'er will be cold and overbearing. If I wait until he grows up, it will be too late."

Chen Ju suddenly felt that what Madam Chu said made a lot of sense and she had no way to refute it.

"Madam, you are wise."

"Grandma, Aunt Ju, what are you talking about? You seem so happy."

The Third Master walked under the melon rack and glanced between Old Madam Chu and Chen Ju. He vaguely sensed that the two were plotting something big.

"Little Third Master, you stay with the old lady. I'll go to the kitchen to help Aunt Yun."

Chen Ju was so guilty that she didn't dare to look at the Third Master and ran away.

Madam Chu pointed to the stone bench in front of her and asked her grandson to sit down on it. She smiled kindly and asked, "Yu'er, what do you think of Sister Mianmian? Do you like playing with her?"

The third master curled his lips, looking proud.

"Pink and plump, like a pink dumpling, you speak in a baby voice and your articulation is unclear. I'm obviously Brother Chu, but you insist on calling me Chu Guogua. I'm not an insect, and you look at me with such innocence, it really makes me angry."

Listening to her grandson's long chatter, the smile on Mrs. Chu's face deepened.

There's hope!

The eldest grandson doesn't even bother to look at people he doesn't like. He only observes carefully the people he cares about and likes, and remembers their characteristics.

"Yu'er, Mianmian is only six years old. It's normal for her to speak unclearly. You're the older brother, so don't argue with your younger sister. Besides, grandma thinks Chu Guoguo is pretty nice too."

Young Master San: “…”

Who is the biological child?

"Oh, I'm a thirteen-year-old man, so I won't argue with a little girl who was just weaned a few years ago. Grandma, don't worry, I won't bully Pinky."