Getting paid for an additional three days of singing, the Baiyun Troupe wouldn’t object. Chen Sheng, upon hearing this, suddenly thought of Brother An taking the exam too. He didn’t know whether Brother An had done well, so he sent someone to inquire but didn’t find a person by the name of Ye Zi’an.
Thus, after returning from the prefecture, he brought Ruoqiu to the Yang Family first and then to the Ye Family.
"Why didn’t you tell us about such a big matter?" Ms. Wang said, somewhat reproachfully.
"Mom, it’s not something worth bragging about. I didn’t pass the exam. Should I tell everyone about it?"
Yang Dachuan then pulled Ms. Wang to the side, "Where is Brother An now? How is he doing?"
"He went to the prefecture with Mr. Luo."
"What did he go to the prefecture for?" Yang Dachuan asked suspiciously.
Upon hearing this, Ms. Wang anxiously tugged on Yang Chuxia’s sleeve, "Why did he go to the prefecture? Did you say something to him? Did you blame him?"
Yang Chuxia widened her eyes, "Why would I say anything about him? What’s there to blame, it’s not like we’re wasting money!"
"Then why did he go to the prefecture?" Ms. Wang asked again.
"Mr. Luo brought him to visit some of his friends." Naturally, she couldn’t tell Ms. Wang and Yang Dachuan the true situation to avoid having them worry and feel sad.
"You silly girl, let me tell you." Ms. Wang glared at her, "Brother An is still young. If he didn’t pass this time, then he’ll try again next time. You and Brother An are not short on money, so you can afford the tuition fees for however long it takes. You’re not allowed to say anything about this."
"Mom, do you really think I’m that unreasonable?" Yang Chuxia was speechless. What did she say? First Mr. Luo and now her own mother.
She was a bit upset about Brother An not passing the exam, but that was because she felt sorry for him. After all, he had put in so much effort.
But she wouldn’t go as far as to blame Brother An. What were all these people thinking?
Seeing Yang Chuxia’s reaction made Ms. Wang feel somewhat embarrassed, so she added, "I didn’t mean it like that. I just wanted to remind you."
It was Chen Sheng who interrupted and made Yang Chuxia feel a little better.
He said, "Little sister, Auntie is just afraid that you care too much, and that’s why you’re upset."
"That’s right, that’s what I meant." Ms. Wang quickly agreed.
Yang Chuxia forced a smile, thinking to herself, wasn’t it actually her who was upset first?
Yang Dachuan was relatively calmer, saying, "When Brother An comes back, let him study well with Mr. Luo for a few years, and everything will be fine."
"Dad, I know. I have this situation under control."
Yang Chuxia saw that Chen Sheng appeared travel-worn. He probably came here directly after arriving home. Since it was already noon, she decided to invite Yang Dachuan, Chen Sheng, and their party to stay for a meal.
Chen Sheng, of course, didn’t want to stay. This didn’t count as a celebration, so there was no need to eat here, but his son Chen Yazhu didn’t want to leave.
Chen Yazhu, who was learning to speak, ran to Yang Chuxia and repeatedly called, "Auntie, auntie, baby, little baby."
Yang Chuxia looked down to see the fair and chubby little steamed bun, with pink cheeks and twinkling eyes. She immediately fell in love with him.
"Call me auntie one more time, and I’ll give you something fun to play with."
"Auntie, auntie... baby, baby." The crisp little voice called out several times, melting their hearts.
Yang Chuxia coaxed him again, "Would you like to have lunch at auntie’s house?"
"Yes, eat, baby will eat too." As he spoke, he pointed to Yang Chuxia’s stomach.
Yang Chuxia paused for a moment, then burst into laughter.