Chapter 118: Adding fuel to the fire
"Dad, if you don't welcome us back, then we will leave immediately!" Cen Fang made a gesture to leave.
Old Man Cen had no intention of trying to keep him.
However, Old Lady Cen quickly grabbed her eldest daughter and said, "Why are you leaving? Your father's words are always unpleasant to the ears, you know that! Come and sit down, don't pay attention to your father!"
"Mom, I'm not angry with my dad. I'm mainly afraid that now that he has a grandson, he won't want me as his daughter anymore. It's better for me to go back so as not to bother my dad!" Cen Fang said she was not angry, but her face showed a lot of anger.
"My dear daughter, if he thinks it's an eyesore, he can just go back to his room and stop looking at him here! I haven't seen my daughter and grandchildren for half a month, and I miss them so much!"
As Old Lady Cen spoke, she pulled Zhao Jing and Zhao Rang affectionately, and asked them with a kind smile whether they had eaten breakfast, what they had eaten, whether they were hungry or thirsty... these words of concern.
Zhao Jing and Zhao Rang answered all of these and shouted in unison: "We are almost starving to death!"
"Okay, then I'll go get you some delicious food!" When Mrs. Cen heard that her granddaughter and grandson were hungry, she quickly got up and took out all the snacks she had hidden in the cupboard.
She bought some of these snacks at the market last time.
When Cen Ying saw the snacks, she said unhappily, "Mom, you are so partial to me. You usually don't let me eat them when I want to. Now my elder sister is here, so you should give them to her right away. You have always been partial to my elder sister since we were young!"
"You dead girl, what nonsense are you talking about? You have not married yet and stay at home doing nothing all day. Did I give you food or drink?" When Old Mrs. Cen handed the snacks to her grandson, she frowned and scolded Cen Ying when she heard this.
"I do want to get married, but no one has come to propose marriage. What can I do? Do you want me to go out and snatch away any boy I like? I'm afraid that won't work." Cen Ying deliberately angered her.
"You damn girl! You're just talking nonsense!" Old Mrs. Cen was both angry and amused by her words. "Aren't you afraid that others will laugh at you if it gets out?"
"Hmph, anyway, I am laughed at by my own mother at home, so no matter how people outside laugh at me, let them laugh as they please!" As Cen Ying said this, he quickly snatched a piece of cake from Zhao Rang's hand and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Ah! Auntie, how could you snatch my food! Give it back to me!" Zhao Rang kept yelling and chasing after Cen Ying, insisting that she return the pastries to him.
"You little rascal, I'm so dear to you, so what's wrong with me eating a piece of your cake? The cake has gone into my stomach and I can't pay it back to you!" Cen Ying started playing with Zhao Rang.
However, no one present, whether it was Old Lady Cen, Old Man Cen, Cen Fang, or Zhao Wuyan, was angry.
Cen Fang also commented with a smile: "My little sister's lively and active personality has really not changed at all since she was a child."
This seemed to mean that he was not angry about Old Man Cen's previous attitude.
They watched Cen Ying and his little nephew playing and chatting here, while other members of the old Cen family came into the house one after another.
First, Gao from the eldest wife led her two children into the house with a reluctant look on her face and greeted Cen Fang and Zhao Wuyan.
Cen Fang responded coldly.
Then Yu led Cen Shuang into the house.
"Sister Shuang, I'm finally glad to see you. The last time I came, you didn't come out to see your aunt!" As soon as she saw Cen Shuang, Cen Fang immediately smiled and stretched out her hands to her.
"Aunt, I also wanted to see you the last time you came, but grandpa wouldn't let me..." Cen Shuang liked this aunt the most. She hurriedly went up to her, obediently stretched out her hands, and let the aunt hold her affectionately.
"Hmph, your grandfather is a great man. After all, he is an old scholar famous far and wide. He is so arrogant that he wanted to chase me away just now!" Cen Fang took the opportunity to express his dissatisfaction.
"How is that possible? Doesn't grandpa love my eldest aunt the most?" Cen Shuang was surprised. She looked at Old Man Cen and then at Cen Fang.
"How is that impossible? Your grandfather can only see your eldest cousin, his precious grandson, in his eyes! How can he still remember me, your eldest aunt? I am a daughter who is married off and can be spilled like water!"
"Aunt is not something that can be dismissed. She is my favorite aunt!" Cen Shuang quickly said affectionately.
"Our sister Fang is still good at talking!" Cen Fang was filled with smiles after hearing these words. She looked at Cen Shuang with joy in her eyes.
At this moment, Cen Yan from the second house, Li and Cen Yang entered the room together.
Cen Dahai didn't come.
He has recovered and is now working in the fields with Cen Dajiang and Cen Dahe. He has not returned.
The weather was hot and Old Man Cen couldn't stand the heat, so he stayed at home and didn't go out to the fields.
"Oh, my second brother's wife is here." As soon as Cen Fang saw the people from the second house, the tone that was so joyful and intimate when she was talking to Cen Shuang just now immediately became weird.
"Big sister." Li didn't bother to argue with her. She just smiled softly as a greeting.
"Why is Eldest Aunt back again? Could it be that you have no money to spend and come back to cry poor?" As soon as Cen Yan opened his mouth, his words were very disrespectful to her.
Anyway, this eldest aunt never looks at their second wife in the eye.
Then why should she give her face?
And what Cen Yan said was exactly the same as what Old Lady Cen said just now.
On the side, Cen Ying, who was originally playing with Zhao Rang, burst out laughing when he heard it.
"Cen Yan, you are really good at talking!" Cen Ying looked at her and said something that made it hard to understand what it meant.
"Aunt, I am being realistic. The main reason is that over the years, my impression of my aunt is so shallow that every time she comes back, she asks for money." Cen Yan smiled at Cen Ying, and then looked at Zhao Wuyan who was sitting aside and didn't care about it. "Uncle, what do you think about my proposal last time? So many days have passed, do you still insist on studying and taking the imperial examination?"
"You, I..."
Zhao Wuyan had not expected to be suddenly called out by Cen Yan. He was a little incoherent for a moment. After a while, he finally remembered to use the aura of an elder and said in a stern voice, "Is this how you talk to your elders?!"
"I said this for my uncle's sake. My uncle studies all day long and should know the saying 'honest advice may be unpleasant to the ears but is beneficial to one's conduct'. He should know my good intentions, right?" Cen Yan said in a somewhat aggrieved tone.
"Well, I, uh, of course I..." Zhao Wuyan didn't expect that Cen Yan, a country girl, knew such a sentence. Suddenly, he was at a loss how to scold her anymore.
"Hmph, you call this good intention? You are discouraging your uncle's enthusiasm for studying for the imperial examination! I think you just have bad intentions and don't want him to pass the imperial examination!" Seeing that her man couldn't even say a word to a little girl, Cen Fang was so angry that she pointed at Cen Yan and started to blame him.
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Cen Yan's eyes widened in shock, but she deliberately added fuel to the fire, "Aunt, when you took money from home last time, you promised grandpa and grandma that you would not continue to use money to support your uncle's studies. Why did you change your mind again this time? So you came back this time to ask the old Cen family to pay for your uncle's studies? What do you think our old Cen family is? A bank that allows your family to withdraw money at will?!"
When everyone in the Cen family heard this, their expressions immediately changed.
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