CHAPTER 1975: CHAPTER 1977: WE’RE ALREADY THE FOURTH GENERATION

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Before Ye Zi’an could speak, Lele exclaimed, "Old Master, don’t flatter me so much. Who said I’m not afraid of ghosts and spirits? I’m most afraid of them, okay? After going there, I’ll lose sleep. Old Master, it’s enough for you to pay respects, as for us unrelated people, let’s forget it."

"Plus, people say the first generation is close, the second generation distant, and by the third generation, the ties are thin. We’re already at the fourth generation, except for me, if any of my other siblings walked down the street, you wouldn’t even recognize them. What’s the point of saying this?"

Old Master Luo opened his mouth, unable to speak for a while.

Ye Zi’an also found his son’s words quite amusing and wondered where he heard them.

"Old Master Luo, though the boy’s words may be unpalatable, their meaning is clear. Furthermore, we were never at peace with the Old Madam, every meeting was extremely unpleasant, she surely wouldn’t want us at her memorial. If we really went, thinking of the past might make her uncomfortable even in passing."

With Ye Zi’an’s remark, Old Master Luo realized his mistake.

He had a point; Mother hated these people so much, having them pay respects might anger her.

Thinking this made him a bit embarrassed, he couldn’t stay seated any longer, stood up, saluted, and left.

"Dad, what was he thinking?" As soon as the person left, Lele widened his eyes, "Why would he come looking for you? Isn’t it obvious?"

"Perhaps overwhelmed by grief." Ye Zi’an beckoned him, "Let’s go to your mother."

"Mother must be curious about his visit, waiting for Dad to explain."

Seeing the mischievous look on his face, Ye Zi’an patted him, "You’re quite clever."

"But Dad, I quite admire him despite his silliness; he’s filial enough to seek out enemies for his mother. As for the Li Family, tsk tsk, thankfully we didn’t let cousin get married there; their feelings are too cold. The Luo Family treated them well in the past, now that the Luo Family’s in decline, the Li Family obviously could help through Prince Le but doesn’t, it’s truly disgraceful."

"Therefore such acquaintances should be limited, make sure not to get deeply involved."

"Yes, Dad, I’ll remember." Lele clasped his small fist, "In the future, if I encounter such people, even if I fail, I’ll drag them down with me. If one can thrive relying on my success, they can fall relying on my downfall."

"..." Ye Zi’an was speechless.

Upon reaching the bamboo courtyard, Yang Chuxia was instructing Ming Lan to pack. Seeing father and son enter, she inquired.

After Ye Zi’an explained their visitor’s intention, Yang Chuxia felt as if she’d seen a ghost.

"Mother, what’s wrong?"

"..." Could she tell her son that she had a hand in the Old Madam’s death?

And now to have Lele pay respects? Tsk tsk, if they really went, the Old Madam might rise from the grave.

"Forget it, let’s not talk about them anymore."

Yang Chuxia shook her head, pulling Lele to her, "Son, your father has important matters to attend to. To not hold him back, you’ll leave the Capital City with your uncle tomorrow night."

"Outside, you’re the elder brother, you must take care of your sister, understood?"

Lele seemed puzzled, "Why should I care for my sister? Doesn’t my brother also need care?"

"Son, you must know not to put all the eggs in one basket," Yang Chuxia said, "You’ll leave with your sister, Yangyang will take Qingqing, understand?"