Chapter 213: Brothers Fooling Around

"What are you two laughing about? I could hear you two from far away." Seeing the two of them coming from behind, Ms.Wang came out to greet them.

Yang Dachuan peeked inside the house and saw that Yang Chuxia and her siblings were not around. He whispered to Ms.Wang, "I’m finding a son-in-law for you."

Ye Zi’an, who was standing nearby, heard this and his usually calm face turned a bit red with embarrassment.

Ms.Wang had no idea what the two of them had just discussed, so she clicked her tongue at Yang Dachuan, "Why are you joking about such things in front of the child? You really don’t act like a proper elder."

Then she turned to Brother An and said, "Come on, Brother An, let’s go inside. The water is ready, and someone came to the village to sell tofu this afternoon. I bought two pieces and made you crispy tofu. Make sure to eat plenty tonight."

"Thank you, Auntie."

Ye Zi’an expressed his gratitude. Although his face didn’t show much, he was filled with emotion and gratitude in his heart.

Ms.Wang, Yang Dachuan, and the younger members of the Yang family all treated him very well. No one had treated him this well since his father passed away, or rather, since his father married Ms.Hua Junior.

"What are you waiting for, kid? Go wash up and eat." Yang Chuxia came out of the house, holding a hawthorn, and saw Ye Zi’an standing there, lost in thought.

"Right, I’m on my way." Ye Zi’an snapped out of it at the sound of Yang Chuxia’s voice.

By the time he finished washing his face, Yang Chuxia and Ms.Wang had already set the table. Yang Qingrui looked at the dishes on the table and covered his face.

"Brother, we’ve fallen out of favor." Yang Qingrui joked, pulling up Yang Qingtong.

But Yang Qingtong just snorted and said coolly, "Like you ever had any favor to lose."

"Wow..." Yang Qingrui cried out, "Little brother, do you even understand the situation? Look, when Brother Zi’an had delicious food on the road, it was all for sister. At home, the good food is for Yunyun. And tonight’s dinner? Most of the delicious dishes are for Brother Zi’an. When are we ever a part of any of this?"

Yang Qingtong took a closer look at the dishes on the table and found it to be true. Tofu was Zi’an’s favorite, fish was their father’s favorite, sliced pork with potato was their sister’s favorite, and custard cake was Yunyun’s favorite. Even a cold dish and soup were Zi’an’s favorites, and the pancakes were shared by brother Zi’an and sister Chuxia. Yang Qingtong immediately pouted.

"Brother, are we really related? Are we really related?"

Yang Qingrui also asked, "Little brother, are we really related? Are we really related?"

Then the two brothers looked at each other, stood up, and hugged each other, lamenting, "Little brother!" "Big brother!" "We’re so pitiful!"

Seeing the two mischievous boys acting silly, everyone in the room laughed.

Yang Chuxia separated the two and said with a smile, "You two save it. The pancakes this morning were your favorite egg pancakes, and last night’s dinner was also what you two liked."

"Hehe, sister, I know. We’re just messing around." Yang Qingrui sat back down and laughed.

Everyone in the family happily ate dinner, and after chatting for a while, Ye Zi’an and Yang Qingrui went to their room to read books and practice calligraphy. Later in the evening, Ye Zi’an went back to his own home with Yang Qingrui to sleep.

Speaking of Yang Qingrui, he seemed to have grown used to living at Ye Zi’an’s house. Now that they had moved to a new house close to Ye Zi’an’s, it would be much more convenient if he wanted to study and ask questions. Yet he still insisted on going to Ye Zi’an’s house to sleep every night.