Ye Zi’an felt embarrassed, realizing that out of everything he said, she only remembered the most crucial part.
As they chatted, they quickened their pace and unwittingly arrived at the entrance of the old house.
Yang Chuxia glanced at Ye Zi’an, "Do you think they’ll be very surprised to see me?"
"Why don’t you knock on the door and find out?"
Yang Chuxia thought, like a mischievous fox, and scoffed at the idea of knocking. She preferred kicking the door, so with that thought, her foot stretched out and kicked once, twice, three times...
While kicking, she also shouted, "Whoever is inside, get the hell out here! Hurry up; if you don’t come out, I’m going to smash the door!"
Seeing this, Ye Zi’an felt a headache coming on and silently mourned for the couple from the fourth branch of the family, knowing they wouldn’t be able to eat in peace after this commotion.
As it happened, when Yang Xiaochuan and his wife inside the house heard Yang Chuxia’s voice, they immediately became alert.
Yang Xiaochuan wanted to open the door, but Ms. Luo stopped him.
So there was a stalemate inside the house while Yang Chuxia continued to kick and knock on the door outside.
It wasn’t until Yang Chuxia shouted, "Do you still want this meal or not? If you don’t want it, I’ll throw it away!" that the couple finally ran out to open the door.
"Xiaxia, it’s Xiaxia! Fourth Uncle was just taking a nap in the room and didn’t hear you." Yang Xiaochuan explained insincerely while staring at the food box in Yang Chuxia’s hand.
"Fourth Uncle, you must be a heavy sleeper then? I nearly broke my throat shouting just for these few dishes. You’d better eat more later." As she spoke, Yang Chuxia and Ye Zi’an walked past Yang Xiaochuan and entered the house. She put the food box on the table and intentionally misled him, "My mom and the others made a lot of dishes today, like braised chicken, braised fish, and even steamed duck. My grandpa asked me to bring some over since he knows you like them."
As Yang Xiaochuan listened to Yang Chuxia, he couldn’t help but drool, wishing she would leave so he could eat.
However, Yang Chuxia seemed to deliberately antagonize him as she stayed and engaged in idle chatter for nearly an hour. Only then did she finally put down her crossed legs, stood up leisurely, and said, "Well, I’ve delivered the food, so I’ll go back home now. Fourth Uncle, enjoy your meal."
After taking a few steps, she suddenly turned back and asked, "Dongxue, do you want to come and eat with me at my place?"
Yang Dongxue shook her head, "I’ll stay here; we already have food."
"Alright then." Yang Chuxia shrugged, knowing there was nothing more for her to do if she didn’t want to go.
It wasn’t until Yang Chuxia and Ye Zi’an had left the yard that Yang Xiao’an eagerly opened the food box.
However, when he saw what was inside, his face instantly turned pale.
Ms. Luo, who had happily gone to grab bowls and chopsticks, was puzzled upon seeing Yang Xiao’an’s ugly expression, "What’s wrong? Why the long face when there’s food to eat? It’s like you have a vendetta against food."
"Hmph, it’s easy for you to say ’eat’. You give it a try," Yang Xiao’an snapped at Ms. Luo.
Ms. Luo knew something was amiss when she heard this. She quickly set the bowls and chopsticks on the table, then peered inside the food box. Her face instantly turned green.
"That little bitch! I knew she was up to no good when she offered to bring us food. I have to go and complain to her father about this!" Ms. Luo said angrily, throwing the lid of the food box onto the table. "I won’t stand for this."
"Pfft, you go ahead and try. She was kind enough to bring you food, and you want to make a fuss about it? Are you saying her food is not good enough? Have you no shame?"