His "take it or leave it" attitude completely subdued Sun Sijia.

After that, he no longer dared to think of himself as a threat.

He Ziqian said aggrievedly, "Grandma, you're being unfair. You weren't like this before."

Mother He didn't indulge him: "You weren't like this before. The older you get, the less sensible you become. You're picking on a dog. I'm the one who calls the shots in this family. If you feel wronged, you're married now. You can live on your own. Grandma won't keep you here."

He Ziqian was heartbroken.

He doesn't have a house, where will he live if he moves out?

He Ziqian didn't want his parents to squeeze together, and at least this villa in the compound was much more comfortable to live in.

Living in a compound is convenient in every way, and it also gives you prestige.

Of course, you don't have to pay for your own living expenses; food and drinks are all provided.

He'd have to be crazy to move out.

Living in this compound, with people helping to take care of his pregnant wife, He Ziqian would never do anything that would be a loss for him!

Sun Sijia didn't want to move out either. She had finally managed to move in, and she was unwilling to leave in less than a month.

Sun Sijia, quick-witted and adaptable, immediately apologized: "Grandma, Auntie, Little Rice Cake, please don't be angry. Little Bean Bun is so cute, I didn't mean anything by it, I was just saying."

"I hope I never hear you say you're sending Doubao away again. I don't like hearing that, and it's not a funny joke." Yun Jin wiped away Xiao Niangao's tears.

Little Bean Bun turned its back to Sun Sijia, not wanting to see her.

Mother He didn't try to smooth things over, letting Yun Jin confront Sun Sijia instead.

Sun Sijia gave an awkward smile, enduring the strange and awkward atmosphere.

During dinner, everyone acted as if nothing had happened. Little Rice Cake was still the life of the party, making Dad and Mom laugh heartily. They would immediately give her any delicious food they could find.

The little rice cake is the smallest, so I'll just give it to her.

There was even a chicken leg, which was given to Yun Jin.

Sun Sijia watched longingly as He's mother gave the chicken leg to Yun Jin instead of giving it to her, and suddenly the chicken in her mouth didn't taste good at all.

He deliberately said, "I used to like eating chicken legs when I was at home."

As soon as she said that, Yun Jin, who had taken a bite of the chicken leg, took another big bite.

Mrs. He glanced at her and said, "Oh, next time you should let the chicken grow two more legs. There are too many people in the family who love to eat chicken legs, and two chicken legs are not enough to share. Wait until the chicken grows three legs, then you can have some."

Sun Sijia: "???"

Yun Jin tried hard to suppress her laughter: "..."

Mom, are you trying to make me laugh to death? Taking care of Little Rice Cake all by yourself?