"Nephew's wife, this lady doesn't look simple!" Qu Suian said with a grin.
Yang Wanqing paused. "Second Uncle, Aunt Red Cloud has always stayed by my grandmother's side!"
"Mm, I can tell. Her presence is extraordinary!" Qu Suian gave a thumbs-up.
Qu Shaogong cut in, "Second Uncle, be serious!"
Qu Suian shot him an annoyed look. "When has your second uncle ever not been serious?"
"When have you ever been serious?" Qu Shaogong exposed him without the slightest politeness.
Qu Suian felt his dignity as an elder had been challenged, and he gave a light cough. "Ahem, you little brat, don't go making wild accusations about me!"
Qu Changkong glared at him. "Don't you know what you're like? You loaf around all day, never doing a single proper thing!"
Qu Suian had been weak since childhood, and precisely because of his weak body, he was practically unable to cultivate.
In the Duke of Xing Mansion, being unable to cultivate the Martial Dao was equivalent to being a cripple. As a child, Qu Suian had become very withdrawn because of this, and after growing up, he had simply smashed the pot since it was already cracked, turning dissolute.
Unfortunately, his body did not support him in being too dissolute either, so his waywardness was mainly reflected in his attitude and his mouth.
"I can't do any proper work anyway. Hmph, hmph. Are we still allowed to eat or not?" Qu Suian said with a face full of indifference.
Qu Shaoshang pouted and called, "Dad~~"
Qu Suian said helplessly, "All right, all right, I was wrong. It was Dad's fault!"
In the Qu Family, Qu Suian had a bit of the nature of a demon king who stirred up the world; even Qu Changkong could not control him. But when facing Qu