Chapter 263: All stray dogs passing by have to work
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Tinggu Lane
"Hey, Xiaochun, you just came back from buying groceries?"
Rong Qing had just taken out the key to unlock the gate when he saw his neighbor's aunt had also returned home and was greeting him.
"Yes, Auntie, I just got back." Rong Qing pursed her lips and smiled, looking gentle and lovely. "What dishes are you making today?"
"We can just make do with some stir-fried bamboo shoots. Meat and grain prices have skyrocketed recently!" The aunt next door sighed. "My grandson has to take the entrance exams next year, and we don't even have the money for the tuition. We're lucky to have something to eat. How can we be like your family? Your husband is so muscular and looks like a good worker. So we have to let you eat meat every meal."
Rong Qing smiled, understanding her hidden meaning. "Aunt, I'm stewing fish at home for lunch today. I'll bring the fish head and half of the fish body over for you and your grandson to enjoy as a snack."
"Oh, how can this be done?" The aunt next door suddenly smiled. Although she said she was embarrassed, the joy in her eyes was overflowing. "Then I'll go to your house later to get it."
"Okay." Rong Qing nodded slightly and agreed with a smile. He didn't push the door open and walked into his yard until he saw her enter the house.
Outside the alley, the man gently lowered the car curtain, sighed, and said nothing.
Yan Mu sat quietly beside him. Seeing him sighing, he couldn't help but say, "Father, if you are really distressed, why don't you get out of the car and go take a look."
"Look?" The emperor's eyes flashed with light, then dimmed again. "Forget it, your sister must hate me."
As he spoke, the king's eyes turned red. "When has she ever cooked? She can actually stew fish. I just saw that the clothes she was wearing were not made of good material..."
"There's no such thing as hatred between father and son." Yan Mu was anxious for a moment. He reached out and pulled his sleeve, dragging him out of the carriage. "Let's go, we're here now!"
"Hey hey hey...don't pull...Mu'er!" The emperor was half-hearted but was forcibly dragged to the gate of the courtyard by his son.
Yan Mu raised his hand and knocked on the door, then stood obediently aside.
Compared to his calmness, the emperor's face was full of panic, and he stood there at a loss.
The next moment, the courtyard door was opened from the inside, and Su Cheng's beautiful and fair face suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, holding a rag in her hand.
Seeing the person outside the door, Su Cheng was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, "Emperor——"
"Ms. Zhao, please let us in first." Yan Mu blinked at her with a smile on his face.
Su Cheng subconsciously stepped aside and stared at the two of them squeezing into the courtyard.
Although the yard is small, it is very cozy. There are several strings of garlic and red peppers hanging on the wall. There is a small vegetable garden next to the wall with farming tools on the side. There is also a small swing in the yard and a rattan lounge chair next to the stone table. Two young boys are chasing each other in the yard, laughing constantly.
The emperor glanced at the furnishings in the courtyard, and finally spotted an unexpected person at the table, "Yan Ci? Why are you here?"
Yan Ci looked up when he heard the voice. He was holding a scallion in his hand and was happily eating it with the egg sauce that Su Cheng had just fried. There was also a little girl in his arms, holding a white flour bun filled with scrambled eggs, and she was also looking up blankly towards the courtyard gate.
"Father?" Yan Ci swallowed the food in his mouth and carried the little girl to the stone bench next to him. "Cui, eat well. Uncle Yan has something to do."
Su Zhijun nodded obediently and chewed the bun in his mouth slowly.
Yan Ci walked slowly up to the two of them and whispered, "Father, why are you and Third Brother here?"
"Rebellious son, your mouth reeks of scallions! Get out of here!" The emperor rarely showed him a look of disdain, and spoke in a harsh tone, "Don't you have anything to do? What's the point of running off to your sister's house?"
"What's going on?" Yan Ci scratched his head, consciously putting some distance between himself and the two of them. He walked back to the table, picked up the uneaten scallions, and rolled them up in a thin pancake. "My sister said she wanted to plant a plot of land in the yard to grow vegetables and flowers, so I came to help. I've been working all afternoon, and she won't let her brother eat anything?"
Looking closely, Yan Ci's originally fair complexion had become two shades darker. In order to make it easier to work, he changed into coarse cloth clothes. At first glance, who would dare to mistake this country boy for the King of Ruyang in Dingbei?
"You do farm work... cultivate the land?" The emperor was stunned for a moment, then realized that he was becoming increasingly confused by his son's words. "You can do these things?"
"Father, please don't look down on me." Yan Ci chewed a pancake and said sullenly, "I used to help with a lot of work in Xinghua Village. Now I'm an expert at picking beans. None of the aunties in Xinghua Village can compare to me."
"Ridiculous...absurd!" The emperor's vision went dark. Fortunately, his third son was there to support him. "Who allowed you to do such farm work? Do you even remember your position?"
"Your Majesty, calm down." Su Cheng spoke at the right time, walked up to him, and laughed dryly, "It was this servant who pulled the prince to work, please don't blame me."
"It's you?" Seeing her, the emperor's frown suddenly smoothed out, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, "Who said this farm work is bad? This farm work is great!"
Yan Ci curled his lips imperceptibly.
He changes his attitude faster than turning the pages of a book.
I don’t know who I learned this from.
Su Zhijun raised his head and swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth, "My mother said that as long as you enter our Xie family, even if you are a stray dog on the side of the road, you have to..."
Before she could finish her words, Yan Ci quickly stuffed a piece of sausage into her little mouth, frightening her so much that she broke into a cold sweat and nearly broke her back teeth. "Little ancestor, eat yours. What did Suzhou teach you?"
Su Zhijun looked innocent, "Second uncle said...don't talk while eating and don't talk while sleeping."
"Then listen to your second uncle." Yan Ci hurriedly passed the food to her mouth, not giving the little girl a chance to eat.
If the little girl had said the last sentence, "Even stray dogs have to work," I would probably have been wandering tonight.
There was a lot of noise outside, and Rong Qing was uneasy even while boiling water in the kitchen. He pushed open the door and looked outside, and happened to meet the man's eyes.
With a bang, the ladle slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground.
Yan Mu nudged the person next to him and whispered, "Father, the emperor's sister is looking at you."
"I don't need you to remind me." The emperor swallowed unconsciously, looked towards the small kitchen with a sullen look, and pulled the corners of his mouth awkwardly, "Rong...Rong...Rongqing, don't be angry, I was just passing by——"
Before he could finish his words, his daughter suddenly hugged him tightly, and the pressure of her thin shoulders made his chest ache slightly.
"Father..." Rong Qing hugged his father tightly, whom he hadn't seen for many years, tears falling down his face, his voice muffled, "I miss you so much."
The yard was quiet, and no one took the initiative to speak to break the silence.
The emperor raised his hand and touched the back of her head. In the past, his fingertips could only touch her hair full of pearls and jade, but now, he rubbed his daughter's head.
"I bought some excellent pork. Today we—"
Bai Moyan pushed open the half-open courtyard door and walked in with a smile on his face. When he looked up, he met the emperor's indifferent eyes.
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