Near noon, Mu Lige, Situ Ye, and Yu Xiaotian were busy in the kitchen of the Hua residence, while Hua Qingcheng was telling the children stories about herself, their father, the queen, and their father in the yard.

"Ah, Seventh Uncle, did you really live in a pigsty back then?" Nalan Zetian said with a slight twitch of his lips.

Seeing this, Si Chengfeng hurriedly explained, "Your Highness, that's not really a pigsty. It's just an old room where pigs were kept. But the back is cleaned up, and there are beds. Your great-grandfather lived there once!"

Mu Lige's triplets, Nalan Yunxi, Su Muzheming, and Su Mushaoming, looked at Zuo An in shock and asked, "Seventh Uncle, so it's true! Did you really live in a pigsty?"

Zuo An glanced at everyone calmly, then said slowly, "To be exact... I just slept on a wooden board in the pigsty. Because... the bed was occupied by your great-grandfather..."

"Wow~" Everyone couldn't help but show surprised expressions when they heard this.

I didn’t expect that my great-grandfather, who was such a majestic man, also had a dark history of living in a pigsty!

Seeing her children's excited faces, Hua Qingcheng didn't want to ruin her husband's good image, so she quickly said, "Alright, alright, you naughty monkeys, you're not young anymore, and you're still making trouble! Let's go see if your father, the queen, or your father, needs any help!"

After saying that, she walked straight towards the kitchen.

After the family's efforts, the meal was finally ready. Hua Qingcheng and others put four square tables together in the yard, and the family gathered around them to have lunch.

However, when preparing to eat, Mu Lige started to retch when he smelled the dish of fish made by Situ Ye.

"Brother, my cooking skills are pretty good. It's not that disgusting, right?" Seeing this, Situ Ye curled his lips, then picked up the fish and smelled it. It was obviously very fragrant.