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"Oh, of course we have to go! But we're all family here. Who was so ruthless as to beat my wife like this? Before we go, I need to get a clear understanding of what happened!"
Zhou Er looked around suspiciously, glancing at one person and then another.
"No one did anything; she accidentally bumped into the bench herself."
Grandma Zhou was genuinely furious this time, but she didn't want the situation to escalate further, so she could only come up with this excuse on the spot.
Moreover, during that brief moment earlier, she hadn't clearly seen how that long wooden bench had inexplicably slammed into Mao. It seemed her daughter’s family now had an Expert protecting them.
"How could that be possible!" Zhou Er said while squatting down in front of his wife and asking, "You, you dead woman, tell me what happened here?"
"Oh, oh—" Mao could only groan in pain at that moment and couldn't say anything else.
It seemed that the strength used by her Demonically Charming Man earlier was not light at all. However, thinking about what Mao had said before, Ziyan became even angrier. It was just the beginning of the new year, and they had run into this so-called aunt who was so blind. No wonder she got hit hard by their Demon Prince.
"You dead woman, no wonder my luck is so bad today; it's all your fault for bringing me this misfortune." Zhou Er cursed while occasionally glancing at Ziyan's family and the two distinguished guests he didn't recognize.
After a long while, seeing that his wife had already fainted from the pain and he couldn't get any answers here,
He walked up to everyone and shamelessly said to Grandma Zhou, "Mother, I've been tight on money lately. I just lost all the little silver I had left at Liu Family. Can you lend me some silver? We definitely need money to find a doctor, right?"
"You! How did I end up with such a gambling fool for a son?" Grandma Zhou was so furious she gritted her teeth.
But scolding aside, despite her anger and resentment, she eventually turned back into the inner room. When she came out again, she was holding some silver coins and walked over to Zhou Er. Then she trembled as she handed him the coins.
"You should stay home and take care of your heartless wife during this time. Don't go gambling anymore; this money is all that's left for your father and me."
Zhou Er's greedy eyes sparkled at the sight of the silver coins. This disgraceful display didn't escape anyone's notice present. However, looking at the elderly couple who had long passed their forties, no one could bear to discuss Zhou Er's character any further and add to their distress.
In the end, it wasn't until Zhou Er carried Mao away for treatment that things settled down.
In an instant, the scene fell silent, with only the occasional sound of firecrackers from Murakami's home echoing through the village, accompanied by faint whiffs of gunpowder from the fireworks.
The two elders, affected by this turn of events, wore somber expressions. Ziyan immediately exchanged glances with her sister Ziying, and together they took three guards to unload the gifts from the carriage.
To cheer up the two elders, they unfolded the new clothes they had made for their grandparents and encouraged them to try them on.
Thus, Grandma Zhou and Old Master Zhou, not wanting to dampen everyone's spirits, indulged and cooperated with the antics of sisters Ziyan and Ziying.
Under the persistent efforts and playful teasing of Ziyan and Ziying, the Elderly Couple gradually emerged from their earlier gloomy mood.
The atmosphere of joyful reunion grew stronger.
Tea and snacks, though not precious items, were carefully prepared by their grandparents using traditional methods: sweet potato chips, fried dough balls, roasted pumpkin seeds, sunflower seeds, and several types of roasted beans—purely natural, unpolluted farmhouse snacks—were complemented by some pastries that Ziyan had brought from the city, filling the entire table.
The whole family gathered around the table, chatting casually while enjoying the snacks, creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere.
Just as everyone was happily eating, a girl about Ziyan's age arrived outside, accompanied by a dirty boy who exuded an air of arrogance.
“Yun'er, Dani, come in!” Upon seeing the siblings, Grandma Zhou immediately called them into the Yard.
Yun'er? Dani? After a moment's thought, Ziyan realized who they were; they must be the children of her gambling uncle, Second Uncle.
Seeing her two nieces enter, Zhou also got up to fetch water from the well for them to wash up before leading them to the table.
“Yun'er, Dani, these are your two cousins; greet them.”
“Hello, cousins!” Dani smiled and greeted both Ziyan and Ziying.
However, the boy named Yun'er seemed indifferent; he pouted and ignored everyone else, plopping down in the seat previously occupied by Zhou, then grabbed his favorite snacks from the table and began eating voraciously.
“Yun'er, how rude! You didn’t even greet your cousins? The pastries in your hand were bought by them.”
Zhou Laoda could no longer bear it and frowned as he began to lecture his spoiled little nephew.
Zhou Xiaoyun glanced at Zhou Laoda but remained unfazed.
He quickly swallowed the food in his mouth and boldly declared, "Since it's already been given to the Old Zhou Family, it belongs to the Old Zhou Family. My mother said that I am the only grandson of the Old Zhou Family, and I will inherit the family legacy. In the future, whether it's this Yard or my family's Yard, including all the property of the Old Zhou Family, it will all belong to me alone. What can you do about me eating something now? If you have the ability, go have your grandparents give birth to a son too, ha!"
"You—get lost! You're just like your Parents, a bunch of useless trash." Zhou Laoda was instantly enraged, his face turning red as he jumped up, ready to rush over and grab Zhou Xiaoyun.
"Hey! Just let it go; he's just a little kid," Zhou thought of what had just happened with her mother in this courtyard and felt a twinge of compassion.
Ziyan casually glanced at her cousin and little cousin. Dani was right to call her cousin, but in reality, they were only about ten days apart in age.
As for this little cousin? He was now twelve or thirteen years old, but from what she knew, he had been spoiled by his parents since childhood, becoming extremely selfish, even more so than them.
At home, he ruled over everyone; if he was unhappy, he would bully even his only sister without hesitation.
This is why he could completely disregard anyone else and enjoy others' possessions or achievements as if it were his right.
Ziyan naturally disapproved of such a child. In the past, she might have directly taken back what she bought. However, today, considering that both his parents were at the hospital and that it was still the second day of the New Year—a time meant for good fortune—she decided not to create any trouble. If anything were to happen to the elderly couple of the Zhou family because of this, it would truly escalate into a big issue.
If that happened, it would definitely make everyone very uncomfortable and lead to an uncontrollable situation, akin to stirring up a hornet's nest!
Thus, Ziyan decided to turn a blind eye today; after all, she was just a passerby here and wouldn't have to face them long-term!
With this thought in mind, Ziyan found her severely ill-mannered little cousin much more tolerable.
During their interactions afterward, no matter how unappetizing her little cousin's eating habits were—whether snacking or dining—he would always bring his favorite or best food right in front of him to enjoy alone under everyone's gaze—
Such bizarre and selfish behavior went unchallenged by the two elderly members of the Zhou family. This was unexpected for Ziyan. No wonder this kid dared to act so recklessly in front of Zhou Laoda! It turned out there were indeed people turning a blind eye to protect him. Instantly, Ziyan felt a wave of inexplicable disappointment towards her grandparents.
Fortunately, her grandparents were still somewhat lenient towards her sisters; they weren't overly harsh. After all, in their minds, there might really be only this one grandson to carry on the family legacy, which is why they endured without reprimanding or educating him.
After understanding the matter, Ziyan's heart became as calm as still water, without any waves.
"Sister!" Ziying suddenly leaned in close to Ziyan, speaking mysteriously in her ear, "Dani has been secretly watching the Prince, she's about to drool!"
"Uh?" Ziyan had been focused solely on Zhou Xiaoyun and hadn't paid much attention to her sister Zhou Daini. Now, following her sister Ziying's gaze towards Zhou Daini, she found that her rough-looking cousin was indeed staring intently at their Demon Lord Fifth.
Meanwhile, their Demon Prince's expression was already cold as ice. Upon realizing that Ziyan had just noticed him, he couldn't help but glare at her fiercely, as if blaming her for neglecting him while allowing an ugly infatuated girl to stare at him for so long.
"Pfft!" Ziyan playfully winked at her Demon Prince and then turned back to look at the dinosaur-like expression on Zhou Daini's face as she gazed at the swan in the sky, unable to hold back her laughter.
"How can you still laugh?" Ziying looked exasperated, like a worried official in a crisis.
"If I don't laugh, should I cry? This just means the Prince is charming; I should be proud and happy about it. Don't you think so, sister?" Ziyan quietly asked Ziying.
"Aren't you afraid—?" Ziying said anxiously, stamping her feet.
Ziyan looked at her seemingly anxious sister and shook her head helplessly. "Sister, can you please calm down? Do you really think our Prince would take a liking to her?"
"Uh? Oh, that's true. The Prince wouldn't look at someone so rough and bulky," Ziying suddenly realized.
"Then what do I need to guard against or worry about? At most, she might steal a few more glances at the Prince. But so what? Would she dare to make a move on our Master?" As Ziyan spoke, she began to tease her sister a little.
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