"Cousin, itâs not nice to interrupt us when weâre showing affection with our handsome dad," Yangyang turned his head immediately when he heard him speak.
"You could have pretended not to hear."
"Why should I pretend if Iâm not deaf?" Luo Linhao thought this little guy was quite amusing. He stepped forward, picked him up, and started to pinch here and there on his body, "Yo, havenât seen you for a few years, and the little one can hop and run now? Look at how chubby youâve become; youâre almost a little fatso!"
"Wow, handsome dad, help, help, Iâm being molested, molested!" Along with Luo Linhaoâs marauding hands came Yangyangâs cries, akin to the squeals of a pig being butchered.
Luo Linhaoâs mouth twitched at the words, finally letting him go with disdain, "You little thing, you have no butt and no chest. Why would I molest you?"
The moment Yangyang got his freedom, he bounced away, keeping at least two meters from him, and said with some panic, "You, youâre not picky when youâre starving. I have to stay away from you. Oh my, too scary, handsome dad, Xiaoyun, I need protection."
With that, he threw himself into Ye Ziâanâs arms.
Luo Linhao then sprayed out a mouthful of water. He, of all people, was accused of not being picky?
Was this kid here to make a fool of him?
"Cousin, this kid of yours, wow, heâs something else!" Luo Linhao said to Ye Ziâan.
Ye Ziâan revealed a helpless yet blissful smile towards the little brat in his arms; his familyâs Xiaoyun just loved to stir up trouble.
"By the way, when I last returned to Funan, I heard from the family that you had already set out for Shandong. How come it took you until now to arrive? Youâre at least a month late, arenât you?" Yang Chuxia asked with curiosity. However, as she questioned him, her eyes circled around Yang Xiayun. This silly girl, following along was enough, but being alone together for so long, she hadnât done anything inappropriate, had she?
Though she wasnât too concerned about those things herself, this era did have its taboos, and she hoped they hadnât crossed any lines.
Luo Linhao chuckled and said, "We passed by some fun places on the road and played around a bit. We visited a lot of nice places and bought quite a few goodies. Thatâs why we got delayed on the way to Shandong. Originally, we would have been later, but after entering Shandong, we heard about some strange disease, and we hurried to the prefecture."
"Yeah, yeah, sister-in-law, there were quite a few fun places," Luo Linyu nodded again and again. When her eyes met Brother Anâs, she asked, "Sister-in-law, cousin isnât really sick, is he?"
"Yes, your cousin got sick too. Youâve arrived just in time; he just woke up yesterday," Yang Chuxia said with a smile, "and heâll need to recuperate for half a year."
"Ah, he needs another half a year to recuperate? Is he not better yet?" Yang Xiayun asked with concern.
"Mu Shaoling said your brother-in-lawâs body was severely damaged this time. It will take a good while to recover," Yang Chuxia smiled and then inquired, "Did you just arrive? Have you eaten breakfast?"
"We entered the city this morning and had something to eat there," Yang Xiayun replied. "Sis, you just got up, so go have your breakfast. We can chat later."
"That works, you guys go rest for a while, and weâll talk later."
By the time Yang Chuxia and Ye Ziâan came back to the living room, Yangyang was already hugging Luo Linhao, with Lele murmuring something to Chengcheng on the side. Yang Chuxia was curious how a child who had already turned five managed to have a friendly exchange with another who had just turned one.