"Ye’er, it’s you here? And this is... Ye?" Seeing the two people who suddenly appeared, Song Fangzheng was taken aback.
Luo Ye smiled and said: "Yes, Uncle Song, you guys are really diligent."
"Little Ye’er has grown up, hehe..." Song Fangzheng laughed and patted Luo Ye on the shoulder: "Bring Ye over to Uncle’s house to play tomorrow, Uncle will make you the best Coca-Cola chicken wings."
"Uncle Song, your signature dish isn’t that tempting, hehe. You should cook it for Brother Song Meng instead; I have things to do, gotta run, Uncle Song goodbye! Grandpa Song goodbye! Brother Song Meng goodbye!"
"Little Yezi, when will you let your Grandpa hold his little grandchild?"
Luo Ye stumbled and quickened her pace with Ye Xuan: "Brother Ye, Grandpa Song is in the early stages of senile dementia, don’t take it to heart."
"I won’t take it to heart, but, Ye’er, are we going in the wrong direction?" Ye Xuan’s voice was thick with laughter.
"Ah?" Luo Ye looked up and glanced around: "Oh, I want to take a detour, to avoid bumping into acquaintances and causing misunderstandings." Shoot, how did she go in the wrong direction? So embarrassing, so embarrassing, luckily there’s a turn ahead.
Mou Xuan’s eyes gleamed with even more amusement; this was how a young girl should be.
"Ye’er, what brings you here so late?" Mr. Yu opened the door to see his dear disciple and was stunned: "What happened?"
"There’s a bit of an issue, I’ve brought a guest to Master." Luo Ye grinned obsequiously, and Ye Xuan quickly stepped out, taking a few glances at Mr. Yu and excitedly shouted: "Seventh Uncle!"
Mr. Yu examined Ye Xuan briefly, nodded and said: "Alright, come in. I’ve long anticipated this day, you little girl... quite good."
"Master, hehe..." Mou Ye obsequiously wrapped her arms around Master’s arm: "I’ve hesitated for a long time too, but I really want Master to be happy, Master, please forgive your disciple, okay?"
Mr. Yu glanced at the obsequious one: "Alright, go outside and play with Big Yellow and Big White; I’ll have a talk with him."
"Okay... Master... how can you do this?" Mou Ye felt wronged, Master was clearly retaliating against her; he said to play with Big White and Big Yellow, so why did he have to whistle?
"Damn Big Yellow, can you stop chasing? I’ll turn my face against you, let you never see your daughter again, hmph... Big Yellow, can you run slower, please?" Luo Ye was about to cry, had it been almost an hour already?
"Master, Ye’er is dying, please make Big Yellow stop, woo... Big White, you are the better one, stopping early without chasing others." Luo Ye didn’t know how many limits she had passed, even having a feeling that if she finished running she might just drop dead.
Just when she felt there was no hope, Big Yellow actually stopped. Mou Ye’s secret joy hadn’t even risen when she began to cry again — Big White caught up, they were quite smart, knowing to take turns chasing her. Shoot, she swore, she would never let them see her daughter again!
Little Songqiu, your dad and mom are no good, wanting to exhaust their little master to death. If you die, then no one will love you, woo...
"Ye’er, I’m sorry, it’s my fault you’re so tired, in the future if you need Brother Ye’s help for anything just say the word, Brother Ye will do his best to help you, okay?"
"Mhm." Luo Ye hummed weakly, being carried on someone’s back was actually quite comfortable and not at all jarring.
"Wait a minute!" Before they even left the yard, Master’s voice suddenly rang out, and Mou Ye tightly hugged Ye Xuan’s neck, determined not to come down; she didn’t want to be dog food.
Seeing Luo Ye’s actions, Mr. Yu’s lips twitched: "Ye’er, do you realize your mistake?"
"What does ’Mhm’ mean?" Mr. Yu’s face tensed.
"It means I know I’m wrong." Luo Ye made a sad little face, her arms hugging even tighter; she could see Big Yellow squinting and staring at her, probably recuperating.
"It’s not wrong to consider your Master, but you should not make unilateral decisions; that’s overstepping as a disciple, understand?"
"Understood." Mou Ye laid listlessly on someone’s back and shook her little head, looking very much like a fish about to flip over.
"Seventh Uncle, I’ve said it many times, it’s not Ye’er’s fault, I forced her, and moreover, everything she agreed to was for your sake. Don’t you think you’re being too harsh?" Ye Xuan was full of anger; when he had talked with Seventh Uncle just now, Seventh Uncle deliberately took him to the basement, so he had no idea Luo Ye had been tortured to this state. As soon as he left the house, he didn’t call out and simply carried Luo Ye away.
"Brat, weren’t you more agreeable when you persuaded me earlier?" Mr. Yu’s lips curled up.
"Forget it, if Seventh Uncle doesn’t want to go back, just pretend I never said anything. , I don’t like you at all. Ye’er is such a young girl, how can you torment her ? If she got bitten by a dog, how would I explain to Uncle and Auntie?"