Chapter 1804: The Hero Returns 2

No way.

Yulong jumped into the courtyard, and Shi Yuke pinched her husband: "What should we do? He's come in."

"Why are you pinching me? I don't know what to do either."

The couple was a bit flustered, but Yulong did not head toward the house.

He opened the courtyard gate, brought in the gifts and clothes, put them on, and stood respectfully outside the window to bow: "Mom, Dad, I was wrong."

"I came back just to apologize to you both."

"I am standing right here; you can hit me or scold me as you please. I caused you both to suffer grievances back then; it was all my fault. I was wrong..."

The couple's eyes welled up with tears.

Their originally firm resolve crumbled the moment they saw their son.

A fragile heart simply cannot remain firm.

What they had originally needed was an attitude; now that their son's attitude was good, they naturally weren't angry anymore.

Although they had forgiven him in their hearts, they still needed a way to save face!

They couldn't just drop their guard the moment their son said a few words; that would be too embarrassing.

Actually, Shi Yuke was fine; the main issue was Gu Zhihao. Don't look at his lack of ability—his pride was very strong!

He had already declared in the village that Yulong was no longer his son. His attitude in front of the villagers had been so firm that now, with such a sudden change, he couldn't easily back down.

Gu Zhihao wanted a way out, and the way out arrived.

A crowd of people poured into the courtyard—they were all villagers, and everyone was talking at once, all urging them to forgive the child.

"It's all a misunderstanding. Since Yulong is back, you should stop being angry..."

"Village Chief, the child is a great hero who has done good deeds; don't be ungrateful."

"The child has made such great contributions, so what does it matter if you suffered a little grievance? Don't be so pretentious."

"Village Chief, stop putting on airs. The boy has a real father and mother; if you keep acting like this and scare your son away, you won't even have a place to cry..."

This sentence struck straight at Gu Zhihao's heart, and he panicked a little.

Having been husband and wife for years, how could Shi Yuke not know what he was thinking?

She said to her husband: "Let's go out. There are so many people outside; don't let outsiders make a joke of us."

"I just feel like you were wronged."

"It's fine, I wasn't wronged. They are right."

"Mm."

The two of them went out, and Yulong immediately approached with a cheeky grin: "Mom, I know you are still angry. Slap my face, hit me until you feel better."

"I'm afraid of hurting my hand; you have thick skin."

"Let Dad hit me; he also has thick skin, and he won't be afraid of his hand hurting."

Yulong leaned his face toward Gu Zhihao, but how could he bear to hit him?

He struck him twice, neither hard nor soft, and seeing his wife's pained expression, he immediately stopped.

A grand, intense crisis was instantly resolved.

Gu Zhihao now had both his substance and his face, and he was very satisfied. He asked his son: "You must be hungry, right? I'll go make you some food."

"Dad, I'll cook. You and Mom can just eat what's ready."

"Forget it, I wouldn't dare let an Eldest Young Master like you cook; you'd burn down my kitchen again."

In this regard, Yulong took after his biological parents' genes.

He had absolutely no talent for cooking; the things he made couldn't be called inedible, but they certainly couldn't be eaten.

The only time Yulong ever stepped into the kitchen, he nearly burned it down, and from then on, the kitchen became a forbidden zone for Yulong; he wasn't allowed in.

The kitchen was the father's treasure, cherished like nothing else, so naturally, he couldn't allow him to wreak havoc in it.

Before long, a sumptuous meal was brought out, and Gu Zhihao even took out a bottle of wine.

"Come, let us two men have a couple of drinks."

"Are you crazy? He's still a child; he can't drink alcohol."

Shi Yuke wanted to take the wine glass away from in front of Yulong, but she pulled her hand back halfway.

Only then did she realize with a start that Yulong was no longer a child; he was an adult, and a hero at that!

Heroes must make sacrifices. As the mother of a hero, what was a few harsh words? What was so significant about that?

Shi Yuke's mind instantly cleared, and she let it go.

Since that was the case, she also took a wine glass and placed it in front of herself, ordering her husband: "Pour it. I'll drink a little with you two."

Yubiao also joined in the fun: "I want to drink a little too..."

"No."

"No."

"No."

The three of them roared at him in unison: "You're still in school; what kind of alcohol does a student drink?"

"If I can't drink, I won't drink, why be so fierce?"

Yubiao settled for the next best thing: "If you won't let me drink alcohol, I can drink a soft drink, right?"

Living conditions were better now, but lifestyle diseases were becoming more common among the young. Gu Zhihao's family had excellent food, and with Yubiao's heavy study load, his weight had already exceeded the limit, turning him into a little chubby boy.

Recently, his mother had been making him lose weight and forbade him from drinking soft drinks.

He proposed it today, and the request was granted.

"Fine, only one bottle."

"Alrighty."

The family of four ate together in harmony.

Gu Zhihao sighed with emotion: "Meiyin is not here, our family is missing just her; if she were to come back, we would be reunited."

Speak of the devil, and Meiyin returned.

Shi Yuke was surprised and happy: "Why did you come back at this time?"

"I have no classes today, so I came back to take a look... Oh, you are eating so well? Mom, I want to drink too..." She talked a lot to herself as soon as she returned, only treating Yulong like air, not looking at him, and even less paying him any mind.

She went to the kitchen to get a bowl and chopsticks, and even brought a wine glass for herself.

Yulong said kindly: "You are a young girl, don't drink white spirits; this liquor has a strong kick..."

Before he could finish, he was coldly interrupted by Meiyin: "Who asked for your concern? Who are you to me? Stop managing me."

"I am your brother."

"I don't have a brother, only a younger brother."

Although Yulong and Meiyin were born on the same day, even the hour was the same.

But the two children had to have a form of address; since childhood, Yulong had grown sturdier than Meiyin and was half a head taller, so Yulong was the older brother and Meiyin was the younger sister.

From childhood to adulthood, the way they addressed each other was "older brother" and "younger sister"; not only were they used to it, but the family was also used to this form of address.

Now, Meiyin suddenly did not want to call him brother.

"Fine, you have no brother..."

Yulong knew she was still angry, and when she was angry, she had to be coaxed. The hurtful words he said back then to distance himself and fear they would be implicated were now showing their aftereffects.

"Meiyin, I am not your brother, how about you have two younger brothers? I am the big younger brother, and he is the second younger brother."

Yubiao chimed in: "Right, you are the senior disciple Sun Wukong, and I am the second disciple Zhu Bajie."

The little guy's chubby-headed appearance was truly vivid.

Meiyin couldn't help but be amused and "puffed" out a laugh.

"Go, go, go, don't make trouble, you have to be everywhere, don't you?"

Meiyin was harder to coax than their parents; at the dinner table, Yulong tried every method, but no matter what he said, he couldn't get a good look from her in return, and he would be retorted every time.

Yulong said: "Meiyin, you are growing more and more beautiful."

Meiyin retorted: "Oh, you are too deep into your role, using tricks to fool girls on me? Save it, I was born beautiful, I have always been beautiful, no need for your meddling."

Yulong said: "Yes, yes, yes, it was me talking nonsense; my sister is beautiful inside and out, the best girl in this world."

Meiyin: "Get lost!"