Just as Ye Qingqing was about to call Lu Mo, Xiao Zhu's video call came through. He and Zhu Zi had reached an open space and finally got a signal. "Mom, Auntie is with us!"
Wuchen peeked out from the side, waved to Ye Qingqing, and shamelessly said, "I know you're worried about Little Pig, so I'll keep an eye on him for you. I guarantee that deadpan face won't dare to mistreat my nephew."
"Master didn't mistreat me, but Auntie, you still stole my snacks!" the little pig complained.
Although his master's cooking wasn't very good, he would buy a lot of snacks, all of which were his favorites. And the food was only a little worse when they were on the mountain; usually, they would eat at restaurants. To be honest, the food was even better than his grandmother's cooking.
"I only ate a few packs of your dried tofu. Your aunt will buy you a whole case when we get down the mountain." Wuchen was a little embarrassed. She was in such a hurry that she hadn't prepared properly, so she could only eat children's snacks. She could always make up for it tenfold later!
"Don't try to change the subject. You've been gone for so long, didn't you even leave a message for Dad? You didn't even call, making your family worry and anxious. Do you even care about this family?" Ye Qingqing scolded sharply.
She doesn't object to going out to play, but one should at least have a basic sense of responsibility. Even when going out normally, one should let their family know where they are going and when they will be home, so as not to worry their family.
That brat ran off without a word, disappearing for half a month before we heard from her again. She even made up some grand excuses, but humph, she clearly just wanted to go out and play, using the little pig as an excuse.
Ye Mingcheng's face also darkened. "Wuchen, you've gone too far this time. If you had explained things to your father, would he have agreed to let you go out?"
Wuchen was startled. It was the first time she had ever seen her father lose his temper. In the past, no matter how big a mistake she made, her father would always smile and say it was okay, and he would not let her sister scold her. However, he would talk to her about it afterward and tell her not to make the same mistake again.
But this time her father scolded her. Wuchen panicked and took the initiative to admit her mistake: "Dad... I was wrong, please don't be angry, I... I'll let you hit me when I get back!"
"Can my dad beat you? You're not being sincere at all when you say that," Ye Qingqing retorted irritably.
"How am I not sincere? I won't fight back when Dad hits me. Don't try to sow discord!" Wuchen retorted, her neck stiff with anger. Little Pig quickly snatched the potato chips from her hand. "Auntie is so annoying. She eats my snacks and then insults my mom."
Hmph, I won't give her any!
"You're not allowed to insult my mother, or I'll tell Master to abandon you!" the little pig roared, hands on his hips.
"Back when I was king of the mountain, you weren't even a cell in the sky. Humph, you dare to threaten me!" Wuchen scoffed.
The little pig's eyes gleamed mischievously. "That was before. Now that I'm here, Auntie, you won't have any friends to help you up the mountain."
Wu Chen felt a chill run down her spine. She suddenly realized that this brat was more capable than her. She could only control a small number of animals, but this brat could control most of them and even suppress her abilities. Indeed, with the little pig around, she was isolated and helpless on the mountain and could no longer rule as king.
The little pig was extremely proud of itself. "You have to be polite when you talk to my mom, otherwise... hmph!"
Wuchen gritted her teeth in hatred. She had been domineering for nineteen years, but this was the first time she had fallen into the hands of this brat. A true man can bend and stretch, so she endured it!
"Okay, I'll talk to your mom nicely, my good nephew!"
Wuchen gritted his teeth and admitted defeat, deciding to deal with the little brat once they got down the mountain.
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