"I'll talk to her again tomorrow. Our family isn't short of money. We can't even spend all the dividends from those shares every year. There's no need for her to go through all that trouble," Ding Qiunan nodded and said.

"Okay, honey, it's getting late, time to sleep." Li Chu said, while his hand touched a certain place.

"Don't you dare! We're here with Uncle Wang, and Yueyue is still living next door. You may be shameless, but I am." Ding Qiunan slapped her man's hand away without hesitation.

"What are you thinking? I just haven't touched it for a few days and I'm a little craving it. Do you think I'm such a tactless person?"

Li Chu muttered with some dissatisfaction, while his hand climbed up again, and his other hand forcefully held his wife's hands in place.

Seeing this, Ding Qiunan could only roll her eyes at her man helplessly and no longer care where his hands were.

Perhaps because it was so comfortable to sleep with his wife in his arms, he didn't wake up early the next morning, but was instead awakened by a knock on the door.

"Ah ah..."

Hearing the commotion outside, Li Chu quickly responded, "Coming, you little rascal, I'll be right there."

"Ah ah"

"The little one is doing well, she can even wake people up now." He looked down at his sleepy wife in his arms and said with a smile.

"She's really difficult to deal with. I don't know who she takes after. I remember that Wenxuan and Yueyue never got up this early in the morning when they were little."

Ding Qiunan paused here, then tried to open her eyes and look at her husband: "It's definitely a generational inheritance, just like you, always getting up this early in the morning. You should go out now, let me doze off for a while longer."

"Okay, you can go to sleep now. I'll wake you up when breakfast is ready."

After getting dressed and leaving the bedroom, Wang Yueyue leaned against the second-floor handrail with a look of utter despair.

"Dad Chu, please hold your grandson. I really can't take it anymore. He wet the bed and drank milk all night, and he still woke up so early this morning. Let me go back to sleep."

When the little boy saw his grandfather come out, he happily wriggled in his mother's arms, almost causing Wang Yueyue to drop him on the ground.

Li Chu reached out and took the child, played with her for a bit, and then said, "Go to sleep, Yueyue. I'll wake you up when breakfast is ready. Your Qiu Nan's mother is still asleep."

"Dad Chu, don't wake me up for breakfast. Let me sleep a little longer. Bye-bye." After saying that, she turned around and went into the bedroom next door, slamming the door shut.

"Oh..." Little Stinky Baby looked at the closed door and pointed with his little finger.

"Is Mom a lazy bum? She's not as diligent as my stinky baby."

"oh"

"Come on, Grandpa will take you out for a walk. You little rascal, did Mommy take you to pee just now?"

"Master..."

"Hey~" That one word, "Master," melted Li Chu's heart and successfully diverted his attention, and then...

"You brat, why didn't you say anything when you peed?" As soon as Li Chu walked into the living room on the first floor, he felt a warm sensation coming from his stomach. He looked down and, sure enough, the brat had peed all over him.

"Giggle..." Little Stinky Baby burst out laughing when he saw his grandfather's expression.

"Oh dear, why did he pee on himself?" Aunt Wang saw this as soon as she walked in from outside.

"It's probably because I didn't hold Yueyue to pee after she woke up, and I forgot too. That's why she peed as soon as I picked her up."

"Wait here, the child's clothes are all in this room. I'll go get them. You can wear Junzi's clothes, right? Just make do with his shirt for now."

"I can wear it, Auntie."

After a while, the two of them changed their clothes and then came out of the house.

"Xiao Chu, your uncle was exercising in the grove this morning."

"Okay, Auntie, I'll go take a look."

"I'll be back in a bit, breakfast will be ready soon."

"OK!"

The air here at the sanatorium is indeed much better than in the city; the air is fresh and invigorating.

The sounds of various birds in the woods were incessant, and Little Stinky's head could hardly keep up.

In a clearing in the woods, Uncle Wang and Uncle Wu were slowly practicing the health-preserving Tai Chi that Li Chu had taught them, while several guards and special nurses stood around them.

Upon seeing him approach, the guards and special nurses saluted him.

"Oh, oh..." Little Choubao pointed at the two old people who were practicing boxing in the open space, his eyes looking at his grandfather who was holding him, and he didn't know what he was saying.

"You want to learn too, darling? When you're a little older, Grandpa will teach you, okay?"

"oh oh……"

"Sir, would you like to exercise? I'll carry the child for you."

The voice from beside him made Li Chu feel dazed. He never thought that one day he would become the leader in other people's mouths.

"No need, Nurse Chen. I didn't bring any clothes with me. I'll be all sweaty and won't have anything to change into. This brat even peed on one of my clothes earlier."

Perhaps understanding that Grandpa was talking about him, the little rascal picked up the finger that was teasing his face and bit it down.

"Hey, you brat, where did you learn to bite? You even know how to bite people." Those few teeth still hurt when they bite.

Seeing the child's actions, both nurses covered their mouths and chuckled.

"Xiao Chu, come and walk with us."

The two old men over there had finished their boxing match and were taking the towels handed to them by the guards to wipe the sweat from their heads.

"They're here."

"Xiao Chu, is your teahouse ready yet?"

"It's all set up, Uncle Wu. I'm planning to let it air out for a bit. Also, I had someone contact a storyteller from Jinshi, but he probably won't be here until next month."

"Didn't you manage to contact any of the opera singers?"

"It's hard to get in touch with them. Famous artists are all employed, so why would they come to a teahouse to sing?"

"Should I ask someone to find you two?"

"No thanks, Uncle Wu. I'm just looking for a storyteller so that we can all have some fun together. If we were to also involve an opera troupe, that would be a bit too much." Li Chu quickly shook his head and refused.

He had thought about it before, but then decided against it. He set up this teahouse so that he, his friends, and these old men could have a place to sit and chat. If he added opera performances, it would seem a bit chaotic.

Uncle Wu nodded: "Okay, I'll go sit down when the door opens."

"Why open the door, Uncle Wu? My place isn't open to the public. Whether the storyteller comes or not, just let me know if you want to come over and sit down."

"You're really living a life of luxury."

"This kid has a lot of ideas," Uncle Wang said with a chuckle.

“After you went back last night, he also told me about a business model.”

"Oh?" Uncle Wu was clearly intrigued when he heard this, and looked at Uncle Wang and said, "Old Wang, tell me, what did this kid say?"