I'm really impressed with myself for being the sixth child. Spoiled by the whole family, I forgot that I should always be vigilant, no matter where I am. This time, I'm so glad that my dad reminded me!
Otherwise, if I continue like this, with treacherous enemies lurking in the shadows, I might be implicated because of my whole family if I'm not careful... Thinking of this, Yingbao burst into tears.
Ye Tianyong asked with a mix of heartache and self-reproach, "Yingbao, did Daddy hit you too hard just now?" Ye Tianyong took his rough, dark yellow hands and gently rubbed them for Yingbao.
"It's nothing..." Yingbao stammered, realizing that if she told her father it didn't hurt, her parents would probably nag her all night. Just thinking about it, and the image of herself listless from all the nagging, was terrifying!
Although she nags me but never hits me, as the saying goes, a slow, gentle stab is truly torturous; a quick, decisive blow would be far better.
At that moment, Yingbao perked up and said, "Daddy, it hurts just a little bit, just a tiny bit." As she spoke, trying to avoid the nagging, she gestured with her little hands to indicate "just a little bit"...
Ye Tianyong looked at his precious daughter in front of him, her eyes watery, with a couple of tears falling from time to time, her little hands struggling to rub and gesture, and a clear stream of fluid uncontrollably flowing from her nose. For a moment, he didn't know whether to laugh or feel sorry for her.
Ye Tianyong was having a hard time suppressing his laughter. If only he had a camera, he could have taken a picture of his daughter's comical expression and kept it as a memento!
Without waiting for Yingbao's response, Ye Tianyong left, saying, "I'm going to the east room to discuss this with your grandfather and the others," and then slipped away.
Daddy ran off so fast, I didn't even get a tenth of my usual performance!
At the dinner table,
The whole family sat upright at the table, watching Yingbao's creations for quite some time: stir-fried wood ear mushrooms with eggs and sliced meat, stir-fried mushrooms with water spinach, mushroom and egg soup with dandelion, and cold wood ear mushroom salad. There were also wild vegetable buns that Grandma Wang Cuihua had steamed after finishing her work, and Auntie brought up a plate of pickled radishes from the cellar.
Looking at the delicious-looking dishes in front of them, the younger children couldn't resist at all. Their eyes lit up and their mouths watered. But since the elders didn't have chopsticks yet, the younger ones waited politely along with them.
Grandpa Ye Yaozu, his face flushed with joy, said, "Old woman, bring up the liquor you hid in the corner of the cellar. My sons and I will have a few drinks!"
Wang Cuihua was in the kitchen and didn't hear what was being said at all. She didn't know that her grandfather was craving wine and asked her to get some for him!
When Grandpa Ye Yaozu saw that his wife didn't respond, the craving for wine welled up in his stomach and he couldn't resist it. In a moment of smugness, he called out again, "Cuihua, Cuihua... where are you? Go to the cellar and get me some wine!"
Grandma Wang Cuihua had just stepped out of the kitchen with a plate of cucumber salad when she heard her old man's shouts. She quickened her pace, yelling angrily, "Are you trying to kill me? Why are you calling my name? You've done all you can all day long. You want to drink? Why don't you go find the King of Hell? Don't you know your place? You drink and your stomach hurts terribly. You can't sleep at night, tossing and turning."
"Cuihua, I'm so happy!" Our dear granddaughter Yingbao has cooked several sumptuous dishes today, which is quite rare. Shouldn't we all have some wine to celebrate with Yingbao and show our appreciation?
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