Hongzhao was skeptical, but Hongsheng truly did not believe it.
As Yinreng's own son, Hongsheng knew how luxurious his father's life was, as they saw each other all the time.
"Fourth Uncle, look at my father and mother sitting there, don't they look like the overseers in storybooks? The four of us are just farmhands being forced to work." Hongsheng was young but bold, and dared to say anything.
Before Yinzhen could even lift a finger, Tana put him in a chokehold.
“What nonsense are you talking about? It’s so hot outside, and Mother didn’t stay inside to rest. She came all the way here to keep us company. That shows how loving she is,” Tana said, moved.
Her mother was such a delicate person; she didn't even know if Xia Zhu's umbrella was big enough, or if the sun could cover her completely.
Hongsheng tilted his head back and pleaded, "Sister, please stop choking me, loosen your grip, I can't breathe. Big brother, please plead for me."
"Serves you right!" Hongzhao refused to help him.
"Sister, should I go and persuade Mother to go back and rest first?" Hongzhao said with concern.
“Mother won’t go back. As long as I’m with Father, I’m fine with anything. Let’s continue picking vegetables with Fourth Uncle. Didn’t Fourth Uncle say that what we can eat for lunch today depends on what we pick?” Hongsheng seemed carefree, but his words were insightful.
Yinzhen stood by, watching his nephews and nieces make a fuss, and suddenly regretted not bringing Honghui and the Fourth Prince's wife along.
Second brother is right. One should follow one's heart. It's not worth it to always worry about outsiders and wrong one's own people.
Yinreng and Tong Wanyan kept glancing at the vegetable garden, taking in all the sounds of their playful antics.
"Tana's strength has increased again. That move was well done; Hongsheng is now completely immobilized, just as he should be." Yinreng raised a proud eyebrow as he watched Tana swiftly lock the throat.
Tong Wanyan, too, wore a proud expression: "She's been growing every year, and I reckon she'll be about the right size in a few years. I used to worry that she was too strong, which wouldn't be good. But now I think it's actually a good thing."
"That's right. If that brat Danjin doesn't listen to us in the future, we'll give him a good beating. Give him a good beating until he's all black and blue, and then our daughter will be all the same to us." Yinreng never said a good word about Danjin.
Tong Wanyan pretended not to hear: "However, Hongsheng has become more and more naughty over the past year. Shouldn't we give him some extra homework?"
Upon hearing this, Yinreng immediately perked up.
"That kid is full of energy, he has nowhere to use it. Just watch, he'll be all exhausted after pulling weeds all day," Yinreng said confidently.
Tong Wanyan tilted her head and glanced at him: "You look good even like this, sir."
The sudden praise made the tips of Yinreng's ears turn bright red.
"I think so too." Yinreng coughed lightly, clenching his fist, trying to suppress the smile that came from his heart and onto his face.
"I'll continue praising her when we get back," he whispered, leaning closer to Tong Wanyan.
Tong Wanyan, holding a round fan, blushed and lightly tapped his shoulder.
"Why don't we go for a stroll in Ruizhu Courtyard? Climbing the tower and gazing at the sea of peonies is much better than watching them grow vegetables here," Yinreng said, not hiding his disdain.
I only wanted to slack off, so I delegated the task. Now that someone's here to supervise, what's the difference between that and me doing it myself?
“It’s not right to abandon Fourth Brother and Tana, is it?” Tong Wanyan was much more conscientious than Yinreng.
Yinreng took her hand and stood up: "You've spent enough time with them."
"It's been a long time since I've strolled through the garden with you, admiring the flowers and scenery," Yinreng said softly, his eyes full of anticipation.
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