Chapter 1315: Going to the Countryside

"Can we talk about this when we get home? Do you think it's very impressive to yell at your mother in front of your classmates?" Shi Youxuan's tone was flat, but her gaze was sharp.

"I don't care. You have to agree right now; if we go home, you definitely won't agree."

Shi Youxuan stopped being angry and smiled slightly: "I won't agree now, either."

"You..."

"You what? I just won't agree."

"You're being unreasonable."

Zichen ran off.

He ran home by himself and protested his mother's "hegemony" by refusing to eat dinner.

For grandparents, a grandson not eating is the biggest issue of all.

The old couple went to their grandson's room and knocked on the door: "Dabao, come out and eat. After you eat, talk to your mother properly; she will agree."

The door opened, and the old couple were invited into the room!

Ten minutes later.

The old couple came out and split up to take action.

The grandfather went to the kitchen to quietly fetch food and delivered it to his room.

The grandmother went to find Shi Youxuan, using her seniority to pressure her!

"Xuanxuan, you're not doing this right. The child should relax after finishing his exams. What's wrong with him wanting to go to the countryside? It's not unreasonable."

Shi Youxuan didn't even need to think to know that her parents-in-law had been turned by Zichen.

"Mom, think about it carefully. Every time Zichen stays at his Xi Fu's place for a long time, he picks up some bad habits when he comes back. It's not that I won't let him go, it's just not right now. Wait a few days, wait until the two younger ones finish their final exams and start summer vacation, then we'll all go together."

Shi Yuke's house in the countryside is very large, so they can all fit if they go.

With her watching over him then, there would be no fear of Sheng Zichen picking up Gu Zhihao's bad habits.

"Oh, so that's what you were planning? You should have told the child earlier; why make him unhappy?"

"He yelled at me in front of so many people, and I still have to explain myself to him face-to-face? He'll just think he's even more in the right. I can't give in."

Wang Yinghao left and went to her grandson's room, repeating these words exactly as they were said.

After Zichen finished eating, he came over.

He took the initiative to apologize to his mother: "I'm sorry, Mom, I was wrong."

"You weren't wrong. Aren't you very reasonable? You can keep it up; don't eat the next meal either, and don't let your grandfather bring it to you."

"Oh, don't be like that. I've already admitted my mistake. You can't be relentless and unforgiving. Forgive me, forgive me, forgive me..."

She forgave him.

Summer vacation arrived.

Shi Yuke's home welcomed a large family of guests.

Early in the morning, Shi Yuke stood at the courtyard gate, craning her neck in anticipation.

Finally, she saw them coming. She affectionately took Shi Youxuan's hand and looked her up and down: "Why haven't you aged?"

The two were only a year apart, but now they looked like they were more than a decade apart.

Shi Yuke used to be very vain, but there was a lot of work in the countryside and no one to appreciate it, so over time she became lazy about dressing up, including skincare.

Later, she reached middle age and even put on weight; now she looked just like an ordinary middle-aged auntie.

She had finally been assimilated by her husband, and now the couple lived very happily!

"I have elders at home, so I don't dare to age," Shi Youxuan said with a cheeky grin, defusing the comment with one sentence.

Gu Zhihao had already prepared two tables of food, all his signature dishes. Everyone started eating as soon as they entered, even though no one was hungry.

During the meal, Gu Zhihao was a bit awkward.

"It's all vegetables grown in the countryside and pigs and chickens we raised ourselves. There's nothing good to eat, so please just make do."

This kind of polite talk was completely unnecessary.

Countryside food is all green, pollution-free vegetables, and home-raised chickens, ducks, and geese—things you couldn't easily buy outside even with money. How could it be "making do"?

It was just his self-esteem at work; he constantly reminded himself that he was a poor man and the Sheng Family were rich, which was why he felt this way and said such things.

"It's very good. Zhihao, you're too polite. Our whole family has come and caused you so much trouble..." Sheng Jiang also said polite things, and then the two of them just kept on being polite endlessly.

One said it was no trouble, that people of their status were hard to invite even if you wanted to.

The other said, "Not at all, not at all," that his family didn't have any status, just a bit more money, a few more houses, a few more companies, a few more children... truly the epitome of a humblebrag!

Some things are just that magical.

Sheng Jiang, who was out of place with everyone else, actually found himself chatting happily and even sympathizing with Gu Zhihao, who had a similarly narrow mind.

The Sheng Family stayed in the countryside for a week.

This week was spent quite happily.

Shi Youxuan's worries seemed to be superfluous, because Zichen didn't spend much time with his master; most of the time, Zichen was with his younger brothers.

They played, and he helped them with their homework.

There wasn't much homework, but there were simply too many things to play with.

Climbing trees to dig out bird eggs, climbing onto roofs to dry corn.

These were things Sheng Hanyu never played with when he was a child, but his son did them all for him.

It was simply too much fun, much more fun than a game console; it was exciting and interesting.

Meiyin and Yulong, who grew up in the countryside, were more adept than anyone at climbing trees and roofs.

It was just that the children argued endlessly over the eggs dug out from the bird nests.

Except for Zihan, everyone unanimously agreed to eat them!

Sheng Zihan disagreed; he held the bird eggs and accused everyone: "You all have no sympathy. These eggs are so small, why do you have to eat them?"

Meiyin said: "Brother Sheng Zihan, are you trying to say we should wait until they turn into little birds to roast and eat them? That won't work, little birds are too thin and don't taste good."

The remaining few children all looked at Meiyin in unison.

What on earth is inside this little girl's head?

Sheng Zihan clearly did not mean that; anyone could see it, except for her.

Not allowing the bird eggs to be eaten, and then thinking of eating the little birds after they hatched—Meiyin is probably the only one who could come up with that; even the seasoned foodie Sheng Zichen couldn't think of such a move!

Sheng Zihan was amiable to every little girl, but his attitude toward Meiyin was extremely poor: "What are you saying? Who said anything about waiting for them to turn into little birds to roast and eat? My point is not to eat them, not to eat them, do you understand?"

Understood.

But disagreed.

The minority must submit to the majority; no one paid any attention to Sheng Zihan. If you aren't going to eat, go play on the side; everyone else is going to eat.

Everyone left the woods, came to the riverside, dug a pit by the river, placed the bird eggs inside, and covered them with a thin layer of sand.

Then they placed the gathered branches on top and lit a fire.

The branches burned out, and the bird eggs were roasted; they brushed away the ashes and sand, let the hot bird eggs cool down, peeled off the shells, and the children ate them with great relish.

"So delicious."

"I've never eaten such delicious eggs before, they taste even better than free-range chicken eggs."

"And they taste better than little birds too!"

Meiyin just had to bring up the one thing that shouldn't be mentioned.

Meanwhile, Sheng Zihan sat to the side, watching everyone while swallowing his saliva.

Whether the little birds were pitiful or not was no longer important; what mattered was that the bird eggs were already cooked—to eat or not to eat?

Zirui was his twin, and the brothers shared a telepathic connection; Zirui knew exactly what he was thinking without him having to say it.

"Oh my, it smells so good; someone is definitely going to regret not eating this."

Zichen joined in the fun and teased: "Exactly, if you don't eat it now, you won't even be able to buy regret when we go back."