Chapter 1826: Chapter 1828: No Matter Where, We Always Run Into That Vile Family
Yangyang’s mouth twitched at the words, "Yueyue, your taste in admiration is really unique. Is this ball of spikes also called pretty?"
"I’ll shake it again, and you all pick them up," Yang Chuxia said, shaking a thicker branch this time.
Once it seemed enough, Yang Chuxia stopped and climbed down from the tree.
The children below carefully tossed the chestnut burrs into the basket one by one.
"Mom, are there any other fruit trees?" After finishing, Yangyang asked again.
"It’s getting late. Let’s go back for today," Yang Chuxia replied, "After breakfast tomorrow, we’ll come again and visit other places. I remember there are jujube trees ahead from last time I came."
"Alright, I can’t wait to eat the candied hawthorns mom makes," Yangyang said with a laugh, "and the lazy persimmons mom makes."
"Lazy persimmons aren’t that fast; they’ll take a day or two."
"Is that so? I hate waiting the most," Yangyang shook his head, and tossed a hawthorn from the basket into his mouth.
"Don’t you wash them?" Lele looked at him and asked.
"What’s the point of washing? Just wipe them off," Yangyang grabbed a few more and handed them to Yueyue, "A little dirt never hurt anyone."
"..."
Lele gave him a thumbs up; his brother is rough enough. He himself would not eat the unwashed ones.
Coming down from the mountain, the group strolled back home along the path, noticing a few carriages passing by not far away.
"Mom, where are those carriages coming from?" Yangyang asked Yang Chuxia.
"There are other estates around here, probably also out to play."
"Oh."
The group didn’t pay much attention to the carriages and continued on their way home.
Meanwhile, inside a carriage, an old lady leaned against the carriage wall, eyes closed.
"Grandmother, the family we just passed by seems like Yang Chuxia’s,"
"..." The old lady said nothing.
The speaking girl began to shout, "So unlucky, running into those wretches everywhere, it’s so annoying, I wish I could kill them."
"Shut up!" The old lady suddenly opened her eyes, "I brought you to the manor to relax. Why do you care about others? There are estates everywhere around here; do you think only you can come and no one else is allowed?"
"But Grandmother..." Luo Linfei wanted to say more but eventually shut her mouth under the old lady’s glare.
Indeed, these were Old Madam Luo and Luo Linfei.
"Alright, sit tight; we’ll be there soon."
Old Madam Luo impatiently closed her eyes, secretly furious. Of course, she knew the family they passed was the Ye Family. If she didn’t know, why would she bring people to the manor?
Hmph, those little wretches—just wait!
"Aunt Dongyang, Xia Aunty, Cousin Aunt, we’re back,"
Meanwhile, Yang Chuxia’s group had already arrived home, and as soon as Yangyang entered, he began to shout.
At the moment, Commandery Princess Dongyang and the others were chatting under the locust tree in the courtyard.
"Oh, you’ve picked so many?" Glancing over, two young servants were holding four baskets, while Ming Lan and Mingqiu each carried a basket.
"Aunt, we’ve picked hawthorns, chestnuts, and persimmons," Yangyang chirped, "Mom said she’ll make candied hawthorns and lazy persimmons for us later."
"Look how happy you are," Yang Xiayun pinched his cheek.
"Aunty, even if Uncle isn’t around, you can’t brazenly take advantage of me," Yangyang brushed her hand away and said, "It’s fine if you take advantage, but when Uncle comes back, he’ll come after me."