TNIBFT -Chapter 246 Adults Are Really Troublesome

Looking into his daughter’s eyes, clear and bright like glass,

Ye Tian saw worry and the weight of love there. Seeing her reddened eyes and hopeful gaze, his nose tingled. Suppressing his emotions, he nodded and said, “Yes! Whatever I promised you, Dad will definitely do!”

Ye Shuangxue’s lips curved up little by little. She couldn’t help but press her small mouth together to stifle a laugh, then turned to Old Yang beside her and said, “Uncle Yang has packed up all the luggage—he wants to run away with us!”

She even gave Old Yang a teasing raise of her eyebrows.

Old Yang was nearly scared to death. How did this sudden disaster just fall from the sky?

He hadn’t said a word!

When did this little ancestor even see that?

Panicking, Old Yang waved his hands frantically, his expression somewhere between tears and laughter. He looked at Ye Tian and explained, “Don’t listen to her nonsense. Am I that kind of person?”

“Master, you have to believe me! You really have to believe me…”

Ye Tian glanced at Old Yang, then carried his daughter into the hotpot restaurant.

Behind him, everyone else quickly followed.

Old Yang was left at the very back but didn’t forget to shout, “You must believe me! That’s not luggage, really! That’s a surprise I prepared for you. Do you believe me?”

All that answered him was the whistling wind.

Sigh!

Old Yang heaved a sigh and ran into the restaurant at a trot.

Ye Tian had returned, holding the city lord’s daughter—how far could he be from becoming a general now?

Old Yang adjusted his mindset, brimming with determination!

…

Back inside the hotpot restaurant, a few assistants were boiling water. The Ye family’s personal guards washed, changed clothes, and applied medicine. Most people were injured, though the severity varied. Without timely cleaning and dressing, infections would easily set in.

Ye Tian lay on a lounge chair.

The lounge chair creaked rhythmically as it swayed back and forth.

One creak.

Two creaks.

Ye Yunting wrote large characters beside Ye Tian, while Ye Shuangxue curled up next to him in a tiny bundle, casually spitting out sunflower seed shells.

“Eldest, you invited your teacher, right?”

Ye Tian spoke.

Ye Yunting paused mid-stroke with the brush. “I went with my sister.”

“Actually, the teacher worries about you. He knows you ambushed the state uncle and regrets not stopping you in time. He’s a good person.”

Ye Tian nodded.

Now, with Tao Lichun’s help, plus the Ye family’s reputation and influence in the military, in less than two years, even the emperor of Daliang couldn’t control him.

Their forces were strong and well-equipped.

It was only a matter of time.

After properly arranging the personal guards, and with enough wealth to build Sifang City’s walls as solid as reinforced steel cylinders, adding some modern-style cold weapons and tactics—wouldn’t they be unstoppable in this era?

But the immediate concern was Qin Fengyi.

She had arranged to meet him in the afternoon. What did she want to say?

Ye Tian glanced at his two children, frowning slightly.

His feelings for Qin Fengyi were complicated. She was, after all, the mother of his three children. For the sake of the kids, Ye Tian genuinely cared about her staying close to them.

Through the haze of his transmigration, he had considered himself an outsider, but now he had integrated into this world and accepted his new identity. At this point, he could no longer distinguish whether he was Ye Tian, a deliveryman from Earth, or Ye Tian, heir of Daliang.

Was his affection for Qin Fengyi due to his memories, or had he truly grown to like this woman?

He recalled Qin Fengyi’s face—her gaze was clear yet resolute, as if there were nothing in this world she couldn’t handle. From those eyes, he also saw infinite loneliness.

Ye Tian’s heart clenched sharply, a faint pain stabbing him.

He thought to himself, I guess… I really like her!

From beside him came the sound of his mischievous daughter crunching sunflower seeds. Ye Tian turned to see her leisurely and happily enjoying herself. Honestly, he really wanted to sign her up for a tutoring class.

“If your mother came back and let you choose between the two of us, what would you pick?”

Ye Tian asked.

Ye Shuangxue froze mid-shelling sunflower seeds, then suddenly turned to look at Ye Tian.

Ye Yunting’s little face grew serious.

“Choose between two?”

“I’d choose her not to come back!”

Ye Shuangxue said bluntly, then continued lazily shelling seeds.

Ye Tian: …

Ye Yunting said, “I’ll just follow Dad’s choice.”

The two children didn’t care at all. Ye Tian felt speechless—it seemed the only one who wanted a wife here was himself.

“Yingying, I’ll help you!”

Fang Shenghu’s honest, booming voice rang out. Ye Tian and Ye Shuangxue looked up simultaneously. In the middle of the hall, the tables and chairs had been set up, and Duan Yingying was arranging bowls and chopsticks, getting ready for the meal.

Fang Shenghu’s face turned bright red. He didn’t dare look at Duan Yingying and reached out to grab the porcelain bowl in her hands.

And, unsurprisingly, things went as unsurprising as possible.

Duan Yingying ignored Fang Shenghu completely, busying herself with her tasks, her back turned to him, doing whatever needed doing.

“I’ll carry something for you then!”

Fang Shenghu persisted, turning to pick up chopsticks from the side, but Duan Yingying didn’t even acknowledge him. The smile on his face slowly froze. Seeing Duan Yingying so indifferent, he didn’t know what to do.

The atmosphere was awkward.

Ye Tian exchanged a glance with his daughter.

When Duan Yingying returned to the kitchen, Fang Shenghu stood awkwardly in place, scratching his head. He was too embarrassed to look at Ye Tian’s direction. Ye Tian and Ye Shuangxue quickly lowered their heads, pretending not to notice, and continued shelling seeds.

“Hehe…”

“I thought I could help, but it seems unnecessary,” Fang Shenghu said awkwardly, unable to explain.

In this era, men were considered heaven. A man who voluntarily helped with housework like him was practically nonexistent, yet Duan Yingying’s disregard made him feel embarrassed, even as if his masculine pride were being rubbed into the ground.

In a feudal, patriarchal society, such thoughts were normal.

When it was time to eat, Ye Tian deliberately placed Duan Yingying and Fang Shenghu’s seats next to each other.

Duan Yingying sat next to Ye Shuangxue, about a meter away from Fang Shenghu. Everyone understood the implication. Fang Shenghu was utterly embarrassed and no longer initiated conversation with Duan Yingying.

“Eat, eat more meat so you can grow!”

“Also, eat more vegetables!”

“This is tasty too!”

Duan Yingying kept serving Ye Shuangxue, piling her small white porcelain bowl high. Ye Shuangxue held her chopsticks in her little hand, glancing at Uncle Fang, then at Duan Yingying.

She could barely eat anymore!

These two adults’ cold war—were they trying to stuff her to death?

“Cough!” Across from them, Duan Qingshan coughed, eyes fixed on his sister. Duan Yingying ignored him, continuing to serve Ye Shuangxue.

The tension in the room was ice-cold.

Fang Shenghu put down his bowl and chopsticks. “I’m full. You guys eat at your pace.”

After saying that, he cleared his dishes and returned them to the kitchen.

Duan Yingying froze. Big tears instantly fell, landing on her arm. Afraid someone would see, she turned slightly, lowering her head, avoiding eye contact.

Ye Shuangxue frowned slightly. “Adults are really troublesome!”

“You just tell Uncle Fang he was wrong. Won’t he change next time?”

“If you ignore him, he ignores you too. Don’t you plan to be good friends later?”

The innocent little voice made everyone in the hall cover their mouths, stifling laughter.

Fang Shenghu came out of the kitchen, his face burning red.

Ye Shuangxue waved at him. “Uncle Fang, come quickly! Aunt Yingying is crying…”