The ultimate teasing of a fishing beauty

Chapter 180 Grandpa is so partial

Le An wondered if what Xia Yang said "should" could simply be converted into "I don't know" in Fu Xiuyan's opinion.

Xia Yang thought back to his past conversations with Fu Xiuyan. He felt as if he had mentioned this to Fu Xiuyan at some point, but he couldn't quite place the exact moment. It wasn't a big deal, so he hadn't paid much attention to it. Now, he had even less of a clear memory.

Entering the house, it felt warm instantly. Xia Yang took two quick steps, kicked off his slippers, and sat on the sofa.

"Little sweetheart, drink the ginger soup first." Grandma asked the servants to bring out three bowls of ginger soup. She personally handed one to Xia Yang and waved to Le An, "An An, drink some too. It's very cold outside this morning, so you need to drive away the cold."

Le An had rarely experienced such subtle concern from his elders. Although deeply moved, his face remained expressionless, a habit he had inherited from years of professional practice. The more critical the situation, the less likely he was to show any emotion.

Seeing him like this, grandma thought he didn't want to drink, so she pulled Le An over, pressed his shoulders, and asked him to sit down. She also urged him repeatedly: "Drink with big gulps, you can finish it in a few gulps. Grandma also prepared some candy, just hold one in your mouth after you drink it."

Xia Yang pinched her nose, took a sip, and put the bowl on the coffee table. She muttered to Le An beside her, "Grandma's ginger soup is the spiciest. You're so miserable. You couldn't escape it the first time you came home."

Grandma glared at Xia Yang and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense. Our An An isn't afraid of spicy food. Right, An An?" Le An had spent a night in this house and still didn't like the way this kind-faced old man, who looked a dozen years younger than his actual age, addressed him. Every time he heard it, it felt like she was calling someone else.

He'd endured all kinds of hardships in the army. Not only was it cold weather, but even lying motionless in a snow cave for days and nights was commonplace. He'd never felt bitter. But this bowl of ginger soup made his eyes ache.

In order to cover up his gaffe, Le An picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Grandma was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling. Xia Yang picked up a candy and handed it to him. Le An took it but didn't eat it. He carefully put it in his pocket, then looked up and said to Grandma Xia Yang very seriously: "It's not spicy at all, it tastes very good."

Xia Yang took the opportunity to give him the remaining bowl of his own: "Then drink this bowl too."

The old man happened to be approaching, and seeing this, he glared again: "If you don't want to drink, go out and fight me again."

Xia Yang snorted, "Grandpa, yours is here, drink it while it's hot before it gets cold."

The old man glanced at the steaming bowl on the table and looked away: "I'm in good health, I don't need it."

"grandmother……"

When grandma received Xia Yang's signal, she immediately frowned and snorted coldly at Xia Yang's grandpa.

The old man turned around as he was about to slip away and said, "Ahem... It seems to be a bit too cold this morning. My throat feels a little uncomfortable..." Then he drank the ginger soup with a frown, and quickly pinched a candy and put it in his mouth.

Grandma poked Xia Yang's forehead and said, "You look just like your grandpa. A little ginger soup can scare you two like this." Then she stared at Xia Yang until she finished drinking and went to the kitchen again.

The breakfast at the Yu family's old house was simple. A few simple stir-fries, a few plates of homemade pickles, porridge cooked all morning, and the wontons that Xia Yang loved to eat. There was no rule that prohibited talking at the dinner table. Old Mrs. Yu kept picking up dishes for Xia Yang and Le An, urging them to eat more of this and try that. Old Man Yu took every opportunity to dislike Xia Yang: "Have you been working overtime again recently? Look at your little face, it's gotten smaller. No wonder you're complaining of being tired after just a few moves. Are you not eating or sleeping well again? Are you not practicing outside anymore? You can hardly catch my sword. I say you should just go back home and live far away from school. There's a driver to pick you up."

"Okay, okay. If my little cousin comes back, I'll come back too. Grandpa can also ask the driver to pick me up and drop me off at get off work."

Yu Chi's sudden return made Old Lady Yu even happier. She quickly asked the servants to add more dishes and chopsticks. Old Master Yu snorted coldly: "Isn't Xiao Lin enough for you? If you come back less often, it will make me angry less. That's better than anything else."

Yu Chi pretended to be aggrieved: "Grandma, look how partial Grandpa is."

Old Madam Yu smiled and said, "I think your grandfather's heart is not as biased as yours. Did you come back because you knew Xiaoguai was at home?"

"Oh my! Whose smart and beautiful grandma is this?"

"Shou Pin. Your parents are both stable people. Why don't you look like them at all?"

"Because I look like my aunt." Yu Chi winked at Old Lady Yu: "Isn't that right, Grandma? Otherwise, tell me the truth. I'm grown up now, and there's nothing I can't accept."

Old Mrs. Yu was stunned: "What truth?"

"You actually switched me with my little cousin, didn't you? I'm my aunt's son. My little cousin is your grandson. Look, he hasn't said a word since I came in. He looks exactly like my dad. I was wondering why my parents always liked my little cousin more than me. This is the truth, right?"

Xia Yang glanced at Yu Chi indifferently, and continued to eat wontons with Le An, as if it was none of their business.

Old Master Yu put down his chopsticks in anger: "You're getting more and more ridiculous! Where's your dad? I want to ask him how he taught you!"

Yu Chi put the chopsticks back into the old man's hand with a smile: "I don't know if he and my mother are on the glacier or on the seabed now. He was afraid that I would find him and ask him to come back to work, so he kept his whereabouts secret from me. Otherwise, Grandpa, why don't you just call him back? Your dear grandson is so tired that he is almost unrecognizable! Don't you feel sorry for him?"

Old Master Yu looked at Yu Chi carefully twice and said, "You've gained a lot of weight."

The light in Yu Chi's eyes went out, and he turned to ask for help from the other three people. As a result, the three people nodded to him in unison.

Yu Chi felt like the sky was falling! He had hoped that by looking a little haggard, he'd awaken his father's deep love for him and get back to work sooner. Now, it seemed like his father's vacation would be extended indefinitely! It was all that Shen's fault! If he could just chase him, then so be it! Why was he constantly feeding him delicious food?!

Old Mrs. Yu smiled and tried to smooth things over: "These are wontons your grandfather made. I was planning to have the driver bring them to you at work for lunch. Try them."

Xia Yang gulped down half a bowl of rice, and when he saw the pickles on the table, he had an idea.