"Mom, why are you so annoying?" the little boy said discontentedly, "Our family isnât short of money, is it? Whatâs wrong with me having a little more to eat? Isnât the money my dad makes meant for us siblings to spend?"
"Besides, if I donât spend it, wonât it be a boon for that little bastardâs kid?" The boy argued confidently, which left his mother fuming.
"Fool, what right does a concubineâs son have to inherit the family business?" the woman said, "What youâre spending now is your own, so get back to school right now and listen to your teacher. You better take the exam this year. If you donât pass the Cultivated Talent exam, Iâll break your legs."
"I wonât take the exam, whatâs the point?" The boy finally broke free from the womanâs hold and shouted, "Iâll just do business with my dad in the future. As for the imperial exam, I wonât bother with it. Whoever wants to take it can go ahead. Moreover, does being an official make money? Donât think I donât know. The salary each year is just a pittance. Those who seem rich got their money through corruption. I donât want to be some lousy official. That little money isnât even enough to afford a Seafood Blast."
"Nonsense, absolute nonsense..."
"Pfft..." Yang Chuxia laughed. This little boy really saw things clearly.
Yang Chuxiaâs laughter caught the attention of the bickering mother and son.
"Yang Chuxia..."
"Shen Qiu, long time no see!"
Indeed, the woman scolding the child was none other than Shen Qiu, who years ago wanted to compete with Yang Chuxia over grandchildren.
Over ten years had changed Shen Qiu a lot. Not that she had aged much or that life had been too hard on her, but sheâd gained quite a bit of weight.
It seems middle age and prosperity had added to her figure, which was why Yang Chuxia had to stare for a while before recognizing her.
However, Shen Qiu recognized Yang Chuxia immediately.
Yang Chuxia really had good fortune, unchanged over the years. Living in the Capital City, sheâd become even more dignified than before.
And well, itâs said sheâs a Marchioness, with her son a prince. The family probably has enough servants to line two streets, and surely sheâs eating imperial bestowed delicacies. How could she not be poised?
Also, standing beside her was Ye Ziâan, who, surprisingly, still treated her as well as before.
Seeing Ye Ziâanâs bearing, oh, what was she thinking back then to let such a great gem slip away?
Yang Chuxia noticed the jealousy in her eyes was barely concealed, so she merely furrowed her brow and didnât plan to speak much with herâeating was more important.
But Shen Qiu just had to call out to her, raising her chin, "Yang Chuxia, why have you returned to the hometown? Were you stripped of your position?"
As she spoke, her eyes roved over Yang Chuxia and the space behind her. Hm, not dressed particularly well, and no servants followingâthis led Shen Qiu to her suspicion.
Just as Yang Chuxia was about to retort, Ye Ziâan spoke up, "Yes, I was indeed stripped of my position. In the future in Wangquan Town, weâll need Madam Zhang to take care of us a bit more."
"No problem!" Shen Qiu said arrogantly with a wave of her hand, "I had a decent relationship with Yang Chuxia when we were young, so taking care of each other is only right."
Shen Qiu didnât notice that her son was already standing to the side, pulling a wry smile.
"Yang Chuxia, how many children do you have?"
Before the previous question was even settled, Shen Qiu had already jumped to another topic.
"Four!"
As soon as she answered, Shen Qiu smiled proudly and smugly, "I have five children, three sons and two daughters."
At last, she could beat Yang Chuxia in something, how could she not be proud?
Yang Chuxia twitched her mouth, realizing why she asked. Years ago, it was about competing with grandchildren. Now it seems the competition is about the number of children.