"I'll beat you to death, you unfilial brat!!!"
"Ow! Dad! I was wrong! I just got too excited and blurted it out! Ow!"
Si Shuo scurried away with his hands over his head, frantically dodging around the courtyard.
Nearby, Si Kai and Si Che made no move to stop them. Instead, each held a cup of tea, watching with relish.
After all, this was family entertainment they hadn't seen in centuries. How could they miss it?
Not far away, two figures stood with their arms folded, watching the commotion with disgruntled expressions.
Zhu Yao snorted softly. "A whole nest of real pieces of work."
At that, Feng Qing wore the hint of a smile.
"What? Still angry about being called a 'she-devil' earlier?"
Holding two cups of freshly brewed immortal tea, Si Chen spoke with a helpless smile.
Hearing his voice, Zhu Yao's expression softened slightly, but she deliberately kept a stern face as she accepted the cup. "Hmph. As if I'd dare get angry at an elder of your household."
Feng Qing accepted her tea with a smile. "With you serving us tea personally, my lord, being called a she-devil wasn't such a bad bargain."
Si Chen shook his head with a smile. "They only just arrived. Don't blame them for what they didn't know. Don't stoop to their level."
With that, the smile on Si Chen's face faded a little, and his tone grew serious.
"Actually, there's something else. There were too many people earlier, so I didn't get the chance to discuss it with you in detail."
"It's about Shi Yin."
While the entire little courtyard bustled with activity,
Patriarch Si Mian kept claiming illness and refusing to come out, avoiding the eyes of everyone in the Si Household.
Biting the bullet, he used his