Pfft, Yang Chuxia heard the sound of her heart breaking, dear Brother An, you’re really willing to spend so much, it’s worth dozens of taels of silver!
"Xiaxia, don’t be angry, I won’t waste money again." Seeing Yang Chuxia silent, Ye Zi’an quickly said.
"Pfft..." Yang Chuxia laughed again, glaring at him, "What nonsense are you talking about? Why would I be angry about your silver? Besides, it’s spent on me."
"It’s alright, if your silver is not enough, I have more here, I’ll give it to you later."
"Xiaxia, I don’t want your silver." Ye Zi’an hurriedly said.
"What do you mean by ’your silver’? You don’t even want your own silver?" Yang Chuxia rolled her eyes at him again, this kid, sometimes he was so silly.
Seeing that Ye Zi’an still didn’t understand, she said irritably, "You fool, didn’t you ever ask me how much silver we made together last year? How much did you get?"
Since he still didn’t speak, Yang Chuxia said, "Last year, it was drunken crab, drunken shrimp, and shrimp paste and bean paste, all of these together were at least three thousand taels, and you gave me one tael in the beginning. By ratio, it should be at least three hundred taels, and you only took one hundred taels last time."
"There was so much?" He knew how much a jar sold for, but he never calculated the total.
"Of course, it’s a pity you’re doing the accounts at Judelou, and you don’t even know how to calculate your own share."
Ye Zi’an just chuckled and held Yang Chuxia’s hand, "Isn’t Xiaxia helping me calculate?"
After speaking, he laughed again, "It seems that Xiaxia is really powerful, turning one tael of silver into hundreds."
"Of course, you should see who I am." Speaking of this, Yang Chuxia became smug and arrogant.
Ye Zi’an loved seeing her confident and proud look. He looked around and, seeing no one was paying attention to them, stole a quick kiss on Yang Chuxia’s lips, then ran into the house to talk to Yang Dachuan and the others.
"Oh!" Yang Chuxia hadn’t even reacted yet, staring at Ye Zi’an’s retreating figure, and after a moment she chuckled, "Stinky Brother An, your leg’s better now and you can run fast, huh? And you’re getting so sly."
"Sister! Sister!" Yang Chuxia touched her mouth, preparing to go inside, but a familiar voice came from behind. She looked back and saw Yang Xiayun and Yang Dongxue holding hands and coming over.
At this moment, Yang Chuxia’s heart was filled with a stampede of thousands of horses made of mud and grass.
Looking at the two girls with their eyes shining brightly, staring at her mouth, she knew they had just caught her being kissed. She silently twitched the corner of her mouth, thinking why were all the kids in her family so mischievous?
"Sister, does the kiss taste good?" Yang Xiayun asked, looking up.
"How would I know?" Yang Chuxia answered irritably.
Yang Dongxue’s eyes rolled, and she said to Yang Xiayun, "Little sister, we can try it and know."
As soon as Yang Xiayun finished speaking, Yang Dongxue gave her a quick kiss on the mouth, and then said, "It’s just bean soup taste, not good at all. I don’t want to kiss ever again." Maybe from then on, this little girl developed a bad feeling about kissing, or perhaps...
Yang Xiayun also pointed at Yang Dongxue, "Yours is meat-flavored, it tastes good." Maybe this is how another little amorous woman like Yang Chuxia was born...
"Pfft..." Yang Chuxia couldn’t listen to their childish words any longer.
She first turned her head and glanced inside, seeing that they had started eating. But as she turned her head, she was caught by Ye Zi’an, who then winked at her and stared at her mouth.
Yang Chuxia immediately shrank her head, thinking that this stinky Brother An was really insufferable, he had become so bad, why did he have to learn from her?