The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

"There won't be a next time. After this, she'll avoid you from now on. She'll be terrified and run away from you just by hearing your name."

Cheng Youning raised the corners of her mouth and started giggling again.

Shang Xi and Yuhua stood in the distance, watching the father and son hugging each other and whispering.

Shang Xi coughed lightly, "Am I not here at the right time?"

Cheng Feng weighed Cheng Youning in his arms and said, "Wife, your son has grown heavier. Come hold him and see."

Shang Xi rolled her eyes at Cheng Feng and walked quickly towards the father and son. "You're raising a pig like this, observing how heavy it is every day."

Even though she said this, Shang Xi still carried Cheng Youning over with great effort. Her son had finally given her a chance to vent her anger today. "Son, since you did a good job teaching Liu Dalan a lesson today, I'll cook for you at noon."

Cheng Youning's star-like eyes smiled into a pair of crescent moons. He was used to the food cooked by the imperial chef, and he couldn't praise his mother's cooking. But he didn't dare to say that he didn't want to eat it, so he said sweetly: "Mom, please cook me a bowl of eight-treasure rice. I want to eat your eight-treasure rice."

Cheng Feng stood aside and did not forget to take credit, "Wife, you should also comfort me. Our son has done such a great job, and it is impossible without the advice of his father, me, behind the scenes."

"Oh, isn't it just beating Liu Dalan? Why would you need any advice? Just beat her and it's over." Shang Xi instructed Cheng Youning, "If that woman tries to get close to you again next time, you must continue to beat her, just like you did today, until you see three teeth."

Cheng Youning laughed heartily. "Mom, if she bullies you, just tell me. I'll settle the score with her and help you vent your anger."

Shang Xi patted Cheng Youning's butt, "Mom knew you were more useful than your dad. So, stop playing around and go up the tree to pick some osmanthus flowers. Mom will make you some osmanthus cake later."

When Yuhua heard about making osmanthus cake, she said, "Make more. My mistress also likes it."

Cheng Youning instantly turned into an expert in picking flowers. After a short while, he picked a bag of osmanthus flowers. While they were still fresh, Yuhua hurriedly sent them to the dining hall. At noon, the eight-treasure rice was ready and the osmanthus cake was also out of the oven.

Looking at the fragrant osmanthus cake, Yuhua said, "After everyone finishes their meal, I'll go to the street and give Xiao Saner a few pieces."

Shang Xi said, "Why wait until after dinner? If you want to give it to him, give it now so that he can eat it while it's hot. He also likes this Eight Treasure Rice Pudding."

Yuhua distinguished the important from the unimportant. "Don't worry. Our family lives and eats for free in your house. If I don't do the housework during meal time, how can I go and deliver the meal?"

Shang Xi said: "There are too many people living in the mansion. You are too imaginative and presumptuous. Send a servant to bring food to Qingsheng."

At this time, He Ye took off her apron and said, "I'll go take food to Chen Qingsheng!"

Yuhua said: "No matter what you send, you still have to eat!"

He Ye said: "I don't want to meet my family."

He Ye had heard about the farce that happened today a long time ago, but she just pretended not to know and didn't show up. She was deliberately avoiding her family, especially her domineering and unreasonable mother. She didn't want to never see her again in her life.

Shang Xi heard this and looked at He Ye's face which was injured by Liu Dalan yesterday, and agreed, "Then you go. Your mother suffered a loss at You Ning's hands today, and she must be very angry. It's better to stay away from your mother."

He Ye nodded, without eating a single bite of the prepared food, and went out to the street carrying a small food box.

It was the autumn noon, the sun was glaring. He Ye was afraid that the food would get cold, so she carried the lunch box and walked briskly down the street as if she was familiar with the place. When she appeared in front of Chen Qingsheng, her face was red and covered in sweat.

"He Ye, why are you here?" Chen Qingsheng's business was not good. Wooden basins were not easy to sell. He only sold one basin in the morning. He was waiting for customers to patronize him. Unexpectedly, he did not expect any customers, but He Ye came instead.

Although the two were from the same village in the past, they were not familiar with each other. They had rarely spoken to each other in the village. Later, He Ye became crazy and was sold by Liu Dalan. This time when they came to Fengqi, although they lived in Prince Pang's mansion together, they rarely met each other. When they met, they didn't talk, and a nod was considered a greeting.

Chen Qingsheng thought He Ye was just passing by and wanted to say hello, but He Ye walked around the pile of wooden basins in front of her and came to Chen Qingsheng's side. The taciturn woman even spoke to Chen Qingsheng: "I made eight-treasure rice and osmanthus cake at home. My aunt and Aunt Yuhua asked me to bring some to you."

He Ye placed the food box firmly on the ground, then carefully opened it and took out the food. She touched the food container and smiled slightly: "I walked slowly and the food is not cold yet, but I have to eat it quickly."

The last time Chen Qingsheng saw this man was two days ago, also on the street. They had never met in the meantime. However, Chen Qingsheng had heard about He Ye's family affairs from Yuhua, and he felt quite sympathetic towards He Ye. "Your face hurts, doesn't it?"

He Ye handed the bowl to Chen Qingsheng: "It hurt yesterday, but it's much better today."

Chen Qingsheng found her a small stool, which was also one of the goods he sold to the public. He asked He Ye, "Have you eaten yet?"

He Ye shook her head and said lightly, "I'm not hungry."

Chen Qingsheng knew that He Ye's personality was different from before. This person was quiet and very dull. He had heard from his sister-in-law Yuhua that this person didn't say more than two words a day. But when someone brought him food, he was still polite to He Ye and said, "Then let's eat together!"

He Ye shook her head as usual, her tone still as cold, "I don't want to eat. I have no appetite."

Chen Qingsheng studied the lotus leaf for a moment and made small talk: "I see you've lost weight."

It's only been two days since I last saw her. How could He Ye be that thin? He Ye smiled slightly and said, "I didn't sleep all night last night. I should be a little haggard."

Chen Qingsheng's temperament was not as lively as before, and he did not like to talk. He had nothing to say to He Ye, who was half-familiar and taciturn. Seeing that He Ye had not slept all night, he sent her back, "Then you go back and rest. I will take this lunch box back in the evening."

He Ye shook her head. "I can't live under the same roof with my mother. Not only is she embarrassing, she also stirs up trouble. She makes the palace restless for a moment. I don't want to see her. Just let me sit here for a while."

Chen Qingsheng heard that Liu Dalan was stirring up trouble again. He loved to agree and listen to stories. His eyes were sly. He had eaten half a bowl of eight-treasure rice before he said to He Ye, who was sitting there quietly, "Is your mother going to cause trouble again?"

He Ye nodded frankly. Sooner or later, everyone would know about the shameful things her mother did, and she was not afraid of Chen Qingsheng knowing about it.