Ye Qingqing, who had just reached the stairwell, heard this and her face flushed. She hadn't had a moment's rest last night; Lu Mo was such a handful, keeping her up for most of the night. But how could that brat Wuchen say such things in front of a child? That brat deserved to be taught a lesson again.

Ye Qingqing coughed loudly, and Wuchen was so frightened that he immediately shut his mouth and dared not utter another sound.

Ye Qingqing was surprised to see Zhu Zi sitting upright; she hadn't expected this deadpan face to show up.

"Mommy, I want a little sister, not a little brother!" Xiao Hu said loudly. His little brother Niu Niu's poop was too smelly, and his crying was too noisy. Xiao Hu said that a little sister would smell nice, wouldn't make a fuss, and would definitely be a lot of fun.

"Don't listen to your aunt's nonsense. Mom has guests. Did she greet the uncle?"

Ye Qingqing had never used contraception, but perhaps because of her martial arts training, she had great difficulty conceiving. Her son, Xiaozhu, was already four years old, but there was still no sign of pregnancy. She and Lu Mo decided to leave it to fate; they would be fine with only Xiaozhu as their child.

"I already called out to Mommy, but why isn't Uncle smiling?" The little pig stared wide-eyed at Zhu Zi, noting that Uncle hadn't smiled since he came in!

"Uncle doesn't have a funny bone, so he can't laugh. Go watch TV with your aunt."

Ye Qingqing made up a reason on the spot, and Zhu Zi's eyes turned colder. This woman was as annoying as ever, and her words were even more infuriating than before. In order to prove that Ye Qingqing was lying, Zhu Zi deliberately squeezed a somewhat creepy smile at Xiao Zhu.

The little pig blinked, looked at him for a while, and then said sympathetically, "Uncle, it's okay if you don't laugh, I won't laugh at you."

No wonder my uncle doesn't laugh; he really has a broken nerve when it comes to laughing. His laughter is more terrifying than his crying. It's really scary.

"puff"

Ye Qingqing couldn't help but laugh, and Wuchen laughed even harder without restraint, tears streaming down his face. Zhu Zi's face darkened instantly. Ye Qingqing had spoiled this child, and he needed to discipline him properly.

"What are you doing at my house? You're not welcome here." Ye Qingqing spoke without any politeness, sat down opposite Zhu Zi, and casually picked up a green tangerine from the coffee table, peeled it, and ate it.

For some reason, seeing the bright green tangerines made her hungry, and her mouth watered as she really wanted to taste them.

Lin Shufang came out with the tea and hurriedly said, "The oranges are very sour, don't eat them."

She bought the green tangerines from a fruit vendor on a tricycle at the entrance of the market when she went to buy groceries that morning. The vendor said that if they weren't sweet, she could have them for free, and even peeled several for her to try. She tasted them and found they were indeed quite sweet, so she bought a few pounds.

But when she got back, she peeled two fruit and they were sour, so sour that her teeth ached. Only then did Lin Shufang realize that she had been tricked by the fruit vendor. Those mobile vendors are like hit-and-run vendors who move from place to place, fooling one customer at a time, unlike fruit shops that rely on repeat customers and rarely cheat their customers.

Ye Qingqing's hand froze in mid-air. She didn't want to eat sour oranges, but her mouth was watering. After thinking for a moment, she took one and peeled it. "I'll try one. Maybe mine isn't sour!"

"Try a piece, it tastes sour. I got ripped off when I bought groceries this morning."

Lin Shufang placed the tea in front of Zhu Zi, who bowed slightly and glanced at Ye Qingqing, who was peeling an orange, with a hint of disdain in her eyes.

Her intelligence hasn't improved at all, but thankfully her son is quite talented and qualified to be her apprentice.