CHAPTER 282: CHAPTER 282: NO NEED TO SAY THAT TO ME

"Grandpa, stop hitting my head. I already got smacked several times by my sister just now. If you keep this up, I’ll get a zero on my exam this afternoon."

Rong Qingqing happened to walk in and upon hearing this, kicked Rong Ming’s foot lightly, "How old are you? The first thing I hear when I come in is you tattling."

"What do you mean? I’m so wronged!" Rong Ming complained, "You just can’t stand me, so you look for chances to beat me up."

"Rong Ming and Qingqing have a better relationship than his own sister Rong Jiaojiao." Old Madam Shen sat there, "It’s best when a family can laugh and live in harmony."

Mr. Shen glanced at his wife; no one responded, so he waved to Rong Qingqing, "Did you have a tough time last night? From now on, wherever you go, take Shen Jue with you. Stay close. If he doesn’t take good care of you, I’ll punish him next time."

"Come on, let’s all go have some fish soup together." Mr. Shen beckoned everyone to head to the dining room.

I have to say, the fish raised in the lotus pond, fed on lotus seeds, really do taste different.

No muddy taste, the fish meat is tender, and the fish soup is delicious.

The two old men, seeing Rong Qingqing eat so much, were filled with pride.

"Do you have anything going on this afternoon? If not, take a fish tank with Shen Jue and join us for fishing." Mr. Shen suggested, "Qingqing hasn’t properly toured Shen Manor yet; let Shen Jue show you around this afternoon."

Rong Qingqing immediately turned her head towards Shen Jue.

Seeing Rong Qingqing’s reaction, Shen Jue knew she wanted to go.

"Let’s go then," Shen Jue agreed.

"Should we call Jiaojiao and Xingwei to join us? The more, the merrier, and it’s nice to have company," Old Madam Shen suggested.

"If they go, I’m not going," Rong Qingqing answered without hesitation.

Old Madam Shen’s face slightly darkened, not expecting Rong Qingqing to be so blunt in front of so many people.

"We’re all family; there’s no need for things to be so tense." Old Madam Shen’s tone was pressing, "You’re all siblings, one family, and should be harmonious."

"Old Madam Shen, you don’t need to say that to me. If you really think a family should live harmoniously, you should tell that to your good grandson and granddaughter-in-law."

Rong Qingqing scoffed and shot back.

"When one of them gave me a concussion and the other locked me in the storage room, why didn’t they remember your teaching that family should be harmonious? So, Old Madam Shen, you might want to save those words for your match-made-in-heaven grandson and granddaughter-in-law."

"You see, they’re already of age yet don’t know the virtue of being kind. If you ask me, it’s because you don’t educate them enough as usual. Say all you want to them; whenever they learn to be family with us, it won’t be too late for us to go fishing together."

After Rong Qingqing finished, she took a sip of the soup, turned to Mr. Shen, and said, "Grandpa Shen, this afternoon you and my grandpa have to do your best and catch more. I’m not satisfied yet."

"If we don’t catch enough, your grandpa and I will jump into the lotus pond and grab some for you." Mr. Shen laughed heartily, "Fishing doesn’t need a crowd; this afternoon, just a few of us will do."

This phrase, ’Fishing doesn’t need a crowd,’ was clearly meant for Old Madam Shen.

After finishing the last spoonful of fish soup and putting down the utensils, Mr. Shen called for the butler to bring fishing hooks for Rong Qingqing and Shen Jue and then asked the kitchen staff to prepare some fruits to be sent to the lotus pond.