"Uncle." Huo Shuwen was a little taken aback when Liu Buhui's soft, cooing voice rang out.

He hasn't taken care of children for many years, and the eagle himself isn't popular with kids. Mainly, he's given all his patience to Huo Xiaolong, and besides, most people can't handle his affection.

Miao Cuifang had previously told her son that if Uncle Huo gave him something, he must take it home and show it to his parents before keeping it for himself.

Master Miao understood that his son didn't have the ability to use a tree branch to fight off a poisonous toad, which was immune to all poisons.

"What's wrong? Tell me."

"Aunt Jiang told me to tell you that your house was burgled."

"My house was broken into? Wasn't your Aunt Huo home this afternoon?" Eagle asked, frowning.

Liu Buhui didn't understand, so she shook her head and said...

"I don't know either. Aunt Huo has been at home the whole time, and no one has gone into your house. Aunt Huo has been playing with Uncle Lan in the yard all afternoon."

Huo Shuwen, who was sitting there wringing out clothes for his wife, suddenly stood up upon hearing this and then asked...

"What? Holding hands?"

"OK."

Children are always innocent and speak without restraint, but seeing his uncle's anxious back, he ran back to the brothel with glee.

"Why are you so happy today, Bu Hui?" Liu Xu asked from the side.

"I did a good deed!"

"What good news?"

“I told Uncle Huo that his house had been robbed, and now he’s on his way to catch the thief.”

Liu Xu was somewhat confused until the sounds of fighting erupted in the backyard of Fengyue Tower. The girls quickly opened their windows to watch the excitement, and those who couldn't find a spot went straight to the kitchen to squeeze in and watch.

Huo Shuwen dragged his two sons and chased after Lan Tingche. To be honest, although Lan Tingche was a master of internal energy, he could fight one-on-one, and even if three people attacked him, he would not be a problem.

But these three people usually drink plenty of spiritual spring water, and in a place like Fengyue Tower, who would slack off in their skills?

A refined-looking man, dressed in fine clothes, was being attacked by three people and was panting heavily.

Lan Tingche, perched in the tree, gestured with his hand.

"Uncle Huo, please let me explain."

"Explain my ass, you little brat. You tried to fool Long'er while the three of us weren't home, didn't you? Is she not smart enough, or are you deliberately taking advantage of her not being smart enough?"

Hearing his father's words, Huo Xiaolong, who was watching the commotion from the second floor, was stunned.

"hold head high?"

"ah?"

"Are you out of your mind?"

The three sisters looked at each other in bewilderment.

Yes, Eagle actually thinks that Huo Xiaolong's brain is getting worse as he gets older. He spends all his time thinking about things he shouldn't be thinking about, and he's also very stubborn.

What does the world have to do with you?

What business is it of yours how other women live their lives?

You have to care about other people's hunger and cold? What else is that but being mentally challenged?

He still had to do it. Huo Shuwen's head was buzzing just looking at the map. His heart wasn't big; it could only hold this small corner of the red-light district, where Ayi and his little brats lived.

That's enough.

"Uncle Huo, Long'er and I can be considered childhood sweethearts. If it were someone else..." Lan Tingche finally managed to catch his breath and began to speak.

That's the truth, but the eagle refuses to accept it.

"Others? You mean others?"

Cen Ang stood inside the house, not daring to go out and persuade her. How could she persuade her? What could she use to persuade her? After all, Long'er wasn't her biological child, right? Besides, the relationship between parents and daughters is inherently different, and their mindsets are different.

It wasn't until He Yi came out of the house to stop them that the Huo father and son stopped and went home looking indignant.

Erhei, who usually doesn't like to make a sound and just scratches his head and chuckles, fought the hardest today, swinging his sledgehammer with great force.

Er Ya asked from the side

"What? You've really gone all out today."

"Who told that little brat to have designs on Long'er? She's my only sister!"

"If she gets married, I don't even want to think about how our family will survive."

Seeing the burly, dark-skinned man gradually begin to cry, Er Ya couldn't help but laugh.

"You even started crying."

"Her? Don't even dream about our Long'er getting married. Even if she agrees, none of our family would. Mother Cen is leading the opposition."

"You know, if she never finds a caring person to look after her in her entire life, we elders will worry. But if she just lets him have her way, I won't be happy."

Erhei sat on the stool and slapped his thigh, while Erya watched him and giggled.

Anyone could see that Tingche was good to Long'er; his feelings were written all over his face. At least he was a child who had grown up under his watchful eye, so there was some reassurance.

He Yi was comforting Xiong Ying, saying that Xiong Ying had shown some backbone today and hadn't cried.

The cursing from the room could be heard from two miles away.

Even rabbits don't eat the grass near their burrows; calling him a little rascal is an understatement!

"I just don't understand, why would they choose our daughter when there are so many perfectly normal girls out there?"

He Yi gave him a charming glare and said...

"Don't talk nonsense. Long'er is perfectly smart. Also, keep your voice down. His grandfather lives right next door. Why are you shouting like that?"

"I'll have to beat him up again tomorrow, otherwise I won't be able to swallow this anger."

"Alright, alright, General Huo, come here and warm my hands. My lower abdomen has been hurting a lot these past few days."

Cen Ang's biggest worry wasn't the relationship between the two children; she was worried about Lan Tingche.

"Tingche".

"Good morning, Auntie."

Do you know why your aunt called you over today?

The Huo family father and son had often picked fights with Lan Tingche, mainly because they disliked his persistent and wicked intentions. Fights were common for them. "Men don't understand," he shook his head and said.

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