Zhao Xiaoyu turned her head away, not wanting to talk to him.

Xiao Lei grabbed her hand, but it was shaken off again.

Okay, my wife is really angry. An angry wife is the hardest to appease.

Da Bao quietly tugged at his mother's hand, and Zhao Xiaoyu felt a surge of warmth in her heart. Their little darling was their son!

"Xiao Lei, you're not as sensible or understanding as Da Bao!"

Xiao Lei: ...

This kid is definitely better at flattery than he is at winning over his wife. No, he's better at pleasing her than she is at winning her over.

"Wife, from now on, if you discipline our daughter, I'll get you the whip, okay?"

Zhao Qixi's eyes widened. "Dad, don't you want to hear what you just said? Are you still the dad who loves me the most?"

"Not now, your mother is the most important."

The little girl was heartbroken.

Mother used to call him a dog of a man, and now Father is that same dog of a man who turns his back on everyone. Mother is the head of the household, and she's realized once again that she can offend anyone but her mother!

"Oh my, you're back? Seven-Up, come give Grandpa a hug!"

"Grandpa! I miss you so much!"

"Me too!"

The two embraced right at the gate of the courtyard, which gave Zhao Xiaoyu a headache. Was it really necessary?

We haven't seen each other for at most three and a half days.

"Dad, are you ready for your mission?"

Zhao Dashu held his granddaughter affectionately for a while before happily replying to Zhao Xiaoyu, "Everything's settled. The clan leader didn't cause any trouble this time."

"Grandpa, I..." Zhao Qixi was about to complain when he caught a glimpse of his mother's cold gaze. He immediately swallowed his words, shrank his neck, and hid behind Zhao Dashu, only showing half of his head.

"Father, don't spoil her. This girl has caused trouble again today. Zhao Qixi, go back to your room and stand there for half an hour."

"knew."

The little girl looked dejected and dared not argue with her mother.

Zhao Dashu puts his child down and doesn't interrupt when his daughter is teaching the child; interrupting makes his daughter angry.

The next day.

Erzhuzi, who had returned home, brought his wife and some pastries to visit Zhao Dashu. He also bought a small silver bracelet for Zhao Qixi. Song Shi and Zhao Xiaoyu each gave their children a gift.

After everyone left, Song remarked that Zhao Dayong's family had finally produced a sensible person, and now he was back working at the ancestral hall. Guo also said she would go over to help as soon as possible.

"Where are 7UP and Da Bao?"

"Oh, Erzhuzi's daughter took them back to the old house to play."

"Oh, I was wondering why I hadn't seen anyone. I guess those kids are alright playing around, right?"

"What could possibly happen? There's also my second brother's daughter to take care of things. It's rare for the kids to get together like this, so let them play if they want. They won't be leaving the village anyway."

Song and Zhao Xiaoyu thought about it and realized they might have been too strict with their child, which wasn't good. Children should play with each other and run around the village.

"The two children are pitiful, they have few playmates."

"What's missing? Aren't there enough people in the village?"

Song stopped talking. She figured that even if there were more people around, her eldest grandson wouldn't cause any trouble, but she herself was quite capable of making a ruckus by herself.

Seriously, why are their kids so different?

One hour later!

The old house notified them to come over immediately, and a commotion broke out!