Lu Dahai rubbed Fang's back, looked into the courtyard, and asked, "Where's Xiaoyan?"

"He went out to play with his third sister-in-law's child, and he's probably having a blast." Fang was glad that her son wasn't there; that kind of scene wasn't suitable for a child to see.

Lu Daishu returned from outside, glanced at Lu Dahai, greeted him, and walked into the house.

He was also frightened today; several classmates just broke off their friendship with him.

The little donkey that the family had just bought was taken back by someone.

He was so angry!

Lying in bed tossing and turning, unable to think straight, he went out into the courtyard and asked, "Second Uncle, have you seen Congrong?"

"I didn't see it. The little girl is young, she was probably frightened by that scene. Go find her and comfort her," Lu Dahai said.

Lu Daishu harbored a deep dislike for Lu Congrong, but he couldn't show it to Lu Dahai.

He walked outside, then came back with a pitiful Lu Congrong following behind.

Lu Dahai and Fang Shi exchanged a glance and decided to avoid the situation. They hadn't lived at home for a long time, and in the children's eyes, they were no different from outsiders.

After thinking for a moment, the two walked toward Su Jiaoniang's courtyard.

It's quieter over there at least.

As soon as I stepped out of the house, I heard Xiao Zhu's hoarse voice.

They quickened their pace as they left the courtyard.

Knocking on the gate of the small courtyard where Su Jiaoniang lived, Fang Shi saw the relaxed and comfortable decorations inside, with hanging chairs, vases, and chili peppers planted in the yard. Everything was very idyllic and pleasant. Stepping into the house, Fang Shi's eyes lit up instantly when she saw the sofa and coffee table.

This simple decor makes the house look clean and bright.

If her inn did the same thing...