"Go away, you two little stinkers. Brother An bought this for me. Get out of the way." She didnât know these two naughty little boys were making fun of her. They were little devils.
While speaking, she snatched the ground bean from Yang Qingtongâs hand, ate it on the run, and caused Yang Qingtong to chase her from behind.
Yang Dachuan and Ye Ziâan followed them at a leisurely pace, laughing as they watched the siblings chasing each other.
After a while, Yang Dachuan said to Ye Ziâan, "Not bad, kiddo!"
"Uncle!" Ye Ziâan lowered his head.
Yang Dachuan leaned a bit closer to Ye Ziâan and looked at him affectionately, like a real father and son.
"Donât be shy. Your third aunt and I both like you. If you really can become my son-in-law, Iâd be happy. Work hard, kiddo. If Xiaxia is also willing, your third uncle will set your engagement next year. Your parents are no longer here, so let your third uncle take care of these things for you. Next year youâll be fifteen, and Xiaxia will be twelve, so it wonât be too early for an engagement."
In fact, itâs no wonder that Yang Dachuan and Ms. Wang were so open-minded. Normally, ancient engagements wouldnât be like this, many of them being blind marriages. And as the parents of the bride, they would usually be very conservative, not mentioning these things in front of their children before any agreement was reached, let alone saying these things to the male side. But Wang and Yang Dachuan were like this because of Yang Chuxiaâs spicy reputation.
Naturally, Yang Dachuan and Ms. Wang thought their daughter was good, but others didnât think so. Deep down, Ms. Wang was afraid that Yang Chuxia wouldnât be able to get married in the future, and since Ye Ziâan was a good boy, and they saw that he seemed to like their daughter, they wanted to bring the two together. If they could really succeed, it would also solve their worries, so later on, Ms. Wang talked to Yang Dachuan, and he agreed, thinking Ye Ziâan was a good kid.
Thatâs why Yang Dachuan talked to Ye Ziâan at this moment. Little did Yang Chuxia know that her parents had already sold her out in their hearts.
"Uncle, donât you and Auntie mind my leg?" Ye Ziâan asked softly.
Actually, he knew and understood Yang Chuxiaâs temperament. If she really liked someone, she definitely wouldnât mind if they were disabled or sick. However, Yang Chuxiaâs parents might not be so understanding, since every parent hopes their child marries someone with all the best conditions.
Yang Dachuan seemed to dismiss Ye Ziâanâs concern, saying, "Kiddo, what youâre talking about doesnât count for much. Look at your third uncle, Iâm the same but with my arm, and your third aunt hasnât despised me. Even her parents didnât despise me back then. As long as you can get through Xiaxiaâs test, your third uncle and third aunt wonât have any objections."
When Yang Dachuan finished, he thought of something and asked, "You, kiddo, donât you mind Xiaxiaâs temperament? Her temper is indeed not good. But itâs better to be spicy and not get taken advantage of. No one in the village will dare to bully you in the future."
Ye Ziâan was sweating at the thought of it. Even though his legs werenât good, he was still a man. Was it really good to let a woman protect him like this?
After he finished speaking, Yang Dachuan realized that his words were a bit off and felt awkward.
Ye Ziâan saw that Yang Dachuanâs face looked strange and found it funny. He coughed lightly and said, "Uncle, Xiaxia is great, and her temperament is good too! I love her character."
Hearing this, Yang Dachuan burst into laughter, "You really have a good eye, kiddo."