A person descended from heaven + the cherished darling of the ancestors + a cunning young lord + a winding and interesting plot = Little Goddess of Fortune, Yi Yami.
He appears to be a profli...
In Luguang Town, Yang Zeju was feeling bored. Gu Beijian was not there, so he didn't have a suitable playmate to play with him; Yi Yami was also not there, so he couldn't eat the delicious braised food. He felt that life was extremely boring, and he had never felt so boring before.
He squatted in front of his house in a daze, when suddenly a tall chestnut horse came and stopped in front of him. He looked up and saw a familiar face and a mischievous smile.
"Oh, how come you're so poor that you have to sit at the door and stare blankly?" Yang Zifang ridiculed his father.
"Go away, how dare you criticize your own father like that? Why are you back? Didn't you say you wanted to go out and take a look?" Yang Zeju glared at him, unable to suppress the joy in his tone.
"Isn't your birthday in a few days? I rushed back from out of town specially, otherwise do you think I would go home?" Yang Zifang helped Yang Zeju, who was sitting on the ground, up, and after he stood up, he gently patted the dirt and dust off his body.
Yang Zeju thought about the time. It was true. His birthday was coming up soon. He himself hadn't even remembered it, so it was hard to believe that this guy would remember it every year and come back to see him a few days before his birthday.
Yang Zeju and Yang Zifang entered the house, and the housekeeper asked someone to lead the horses to the stable.
"If your mother knew you were back, she would be very happy. She has been telling me these days that she missed you." Yang Zeju patted Yang Zifang's shoulder.
Yang Zifang smiled and asked him, "Don't you miss me?"
"Think about it, why wouldn't you? You little naughty boy! When you go out, you don't even know to send a letter home or something. Once you go out, there's no news from you anymore. Who knows where you are having a good time?" Yang Zeju scolded him with a smile.
"Oh, isn't it because the world outside is too exciting and I'm too busy? I don't have time to write. I will definitely write to you next time!" Yang Zifang promised solemnly.
Yang Zeju looked at his son who was more than a head taller than him, his eyes full of smiles and pride, "I don't believe your nonsense. You always coax us like this, saying things and writing letters to us, but in the end, you don't write to us!" Yang Zeju rolled his eyes at him.
In order to avoid the topic, Yang Zifang put his hand on Yang Zeju's shoulder and said in a brotherly manner, "Dad, tell me what fun and interesting things have happened in Luguang Town recently!"
"There are so many fun and interesting things. Come into the house and I will tell you slowly. The housekeeper will call the lady out and tell her that her precious son is back." Yang Zeju was happy and walked much more briskly.
Yang Zeju and his friend entered the house, the maid served them tea, and they began to talk slowly.
All I could hear was a burst of hurried footsteps outside the house, and a voice crying out, "Oh, my baby Zifang, why did you come home just now? I missed you so much, where on earth have you been?"
Yang Zifang felt a tingling sensation on his scalp. The reason he wanted to leave home was not only to see the wonderful world outside, but also mainly to avoid his mother.
The next second, Yang Zifang's mother Chu Yun'ai appeared in front of the two of them.
Chu Yunai took Yang Zifang's hand and looked him up and down carefully. "How are you doing out there, son? Are you eating enough? Are you wearing warm clothes? Why don't you write a letter home? I miss you so much. Don't you know I miss you every night and every day? I miss you so much!"
Yang Zeju was all smiles. Although Chu Yunai's words were half true and half false, they were more or less true. Although Chu Yunai also went out to play with her good friends every day and didn't seem to miss Yang Zifang very much, she would always nag him every night before going to bed, saying that the child didn't write home.
"Mom, I'm living well out there, so you don't have to worry about me. Besides, you look so radiant, I guess you've won a lot of money, right?" Yang Zifang looked at her suspiciously.
Chu Yunai smiled awkwardly, "Hehehe, you found out, son, you really have a good eye!" Chu Yunai thought to himself, how did he know that I won several bets today?
Yang Zifang held his forehead. What kind of family is this? Unreliable father and mother! Both of them like to eat, drink and have fun, but they don't do their job properly. It's a pity that he has to run away at such a young age to do business. Otherwise, how can this family survive?
The Yang family is full of joy.
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Yi Yami and Yi Xiaomai stayed at the He family's house for about ten days when they saw Uncle Ma coming to Shandandan Village to see someone off. Uncle Ma said to Yi Yami, "Your mother asked me to ask you why you haven't come home yet. She misses you and your brother."
When Yi Yami heard this, she was delighted. "Uncle Ma, tell her we'll be back soon!"
Uncle Ma nodded, whipped his whip and was about to leave, but then he stopped and asked her, as if he had thought of something, "Xiaomi, when will your braised food shop reopen? I'm drooling!"
Yi Yami smiled and said, "Uncle Ma, we think we'll reopen soon, and we'll give you more then! By the way, when you get back, please take some time to come over here. I want to go to town and buy some things to bring back to my family!"
Uncle Ma agreed, turned around and drove away in the ox cart.
Yi Yami and Yi Xiaomai returned to the He family and told the He family that they were leaving and He Huaizhu missed them.
"We've only been playing for a few days, and you two want to leave? No, grandpa doesn't agree!" He Shoushan was dissatisfied.
"That's right, grandma hasn't taken you out to play yet, why are you leaving?" Zhao Hongying was reluctant to part with the two children.
Yi Yami and Yi Xiaomai had no choice but to agree to stay for another day or two.
He Heihu knew that the brother and sister were going back and there was nothing good for them to take back at home, so he went into the mountains to hunt wild animals again.
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