After crossing, I was miserable.

"You little brat, you are so lawless. If you don't get a beating, you'll tear the roof off the house. If I give you a little color, you'll start a dyeing factory. So stay here and be obedient to me."

Then a gentle-looking woman appeared in the carriage, but in fact she had a louder voice than anyone else.

Madam Yang slowly got off the carriage with the help of her maid, thinking about teaching this brat a lesson, "Brat, you..."

When Qian Duoduo's eyes met that lady's, there was a sudden silence, and both sides just looked at each other quietly.

Qian Duoduo didn't know what was going on, but he suddenly felt warm in his heart, as if he had met a relative.

Mrs. Yang was completely stunned when she saw the face that was almost exactly like her son. Although this face was almost exactly like her son, she knew that this was not her son. But for some reason, she felt a sense of familiarity in her heart.

It was Madam Yang's personal maid who reminded her, "Madam? Madam! This young master said that he is not the second young master." After saying that, she quickly lowered her head, helped Madam to stand firmly, and dared not speak again.

Everyone knows that the second son of the family was spoiled and brought up, more precious than the young lady. Moreover, he was spoiled by the old lady to the point of lawlessness. Now he actually said that he was not the son of the Yang family. Isn't this to make trouble with the lady?

Qian Duoduo realized that he was really misunderstood, so he immediately bowed.

"Madam An, I am indeed not the second son of your family. My last name is Qian, and you can call me Duoduo."

"Duoduo...", Mrs. Yang murmured softly.

Alike, too much alike. If it weren't for the different stature, it would be hard to tell them apart just by looking at their faces. Even their facial expressions and movements when they speak are very similar. How can there be people in the world who look so alike?

While Mrs. Yang was looking at Qian Duoduo, Qian Duoduo was also looking at Mrs. Yang.

The lady was probably over 30 years old, with fair and delicate skin, and no trace of time could be seen on her face. If it weren't for her demeanor, Qian Duoduo would have thought she was only a few years older than her.

She had big eyes, willow-shaped eyebrows, and was dressed elegantly and luxuriously. She had the bearing of a lady who was the head of a household. I guess she was the head of a household in some lord's house.

However, it looks vaguely familiar, and I wonder if I have seen it somewhere before.

When Qian Duoduo looked at Mrs. Yang, he felt a special sense of intimacy, like a family member.

Madam Yang looked at Qian Duoduo looking at her, smiled slightly, and regained her composure.

"Qian Duoduo? It seems like you like money very much - Duoduo - huh?" Mrs. Yang asked with a smile. Her tone was not mocking, she just thought it was interesting and wondered why any parents would give their child this name.

Qian Duoduo observed the lady's reaction. Seeing that she was just curious about the name and had no intention of mocking him, he smiled and replied, "Yes, my family fled here from the north, and my parents changed their name during the escape. I hope I will be rich and prosperous in the future and not suffer from hunger and cold again."

Qian Duoduo smiled and stated the reason generously, which made Mrs. Yang feel a little embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. It's just that since you look a bit like my son, I couldn't help but think of you as his junior. I hope you don't mind."

"It's okay, Madam, don't mind. If you don't mind, my brother and I will wait here for a while. When your housekeeper comes back, we will leave."

When Mrs. Yang heard this, she quickly looked at the child Qian Duoduo was holding. The child had big eyes, a chubby body, and a chubby face, and was very cute.

So he reached out and couldn't help but touch Qian Yingjun's head, "I have some newly bought cakes in my car, do you want to try some?"

When Qian Yingjun heard that there was food, he subconsciously wanted to agree. But he still looked at Qian Duoduo and asked, "Brother, can I have a taste?"

That well-behaved look is really heart-melting. What a polite and good child.

"Do you want to eat?" Qian Duoduo asked in an unusually gentle manner.

Qian Yingjun was a little uncomfortable, thinking, the host is acting with me here. But when he thought about the delicious food, he couldn't control his saliva. So he nodded obediently.

Qian Duoduo's eyes twitched slightly when he saw this, thinking he was such a loser, as if he had less to eat.

She patted his head gently again, "Why don't you thank me, Madam?"

So the little person bowed like an adult, with a very well-behaved expression, which made Mrs. Yang feel very happy.

"Oh, good boy. You're welcome."

As he said this, he took Qian Yingjun's hand and wanted to take him back to the car.

"Then please wait here for a while, Mr. Qian. I will bring..."

"Yingjun, Qian Yingjun." Qian Yingjun said excitedly.

Madam Yang smiled again when she heard the name, "Okay, then I will take our lovely little Yingjun back to the car to rest for a while. Please wait here, Mr. Qian."

The maid helped Madam Yang back to the carriage, and then secretly glanced at Qian Duoduo. Qian Duoduo smiled and nodded. The maid's face immediately turned red. She kept thinking in her heart, "Is this really not the second young master? It really looks like him."

After Qian Yingjun got in the car, he ate the cakes politely, praising them as he ate, "Delicious, really delicious."

Mrs. Yang saw how Qian Yingjun ate the cakes so happily, and suddenly thought of her picky grandson at home. Comparing the two, she felt that Qian Yingjun was cuter.

Qian Duoduo was waiting outside, thinking, what's going on today, is it a look-alike day? Why does everyone say she looks like someone?

After a while, the housekeeper came back.

"Second Young Master, you're back." The butler ran over in a hurry.

The maid helped Madam Yang out of the carriage again and changed it to a new carriage, and let other servants take the old carriage away.

"Second Master, will you return home with us?"

After everything was sorted out, the housekeeper looked at the "Second Young Master" who was about to leave with a child and asked hurriedly.

Qian Duoduo was a little helpless. What kind of look was that? Now she was curious about how much his second son looked like her.

"Butler, let's go. Don't worry about that brat."

Before Qian Duoduo could reply, Mrs. Yang's words were heard in the carriage.

When Qian Duoduo heard this, he thought, okay, let it be a misunderstanding.

When the butler saw that his lady had spoken, he bowed to Qian Duoduo and drove away in his carriage.

Madam Yang did not talk to Qian Duoduoduo, nor did she even tell him whose wife she was. She just left.

Qian Duoduo and Qian Yingjun bowed behind the carriage and then went back.

"You did this on purpose today." Qian Duoduo said to Qian Yingjun after Mrs. Yang left.

"No, it's just amazing. Don't you think so?"

"I don't think so." Qian Duoduo said without holding Qian Yingjun's hand and walked away with his hands behind his back.

"Wait for me..."

This appears like an episode in Qian Duoduo's daily life.