The Favored Little Peasant Seizes the Heroine's Script!

The estate is vast, so naturally there was no need to squeeze together like before.

With a single command from Old Yuan, each family got their own courtyard.

Yuan Bao stayed in the same courtyard with his grandparents, while Mrs. Song and Mrs. Peng found adjacent courtyards with their respective sons. Only Yuan Yindi lived alone in the front yard.

The estate was large, but the Yuan Family wasn’t many in number, leaving at least half of the estate vacant.

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"This courtyard is too big!"

After settling in, Old Yuan whispered to Mrs. Zeng, who had just lulled Yuan Bao to sleep.

"Yes, it is too big!"

Mrs. Zeng sighed, "There are so few of us, having such a big estate is such a waste!"

"What do you think about letting the eldest and fourth families move to the city?"

Mrs. Zeng suddenly suggested.

Upon hearing this, Old Yuan immediately frowned and said, "What nonsense are you spouting?"

"How am I talking nonsense?"

Mrs. Zeng glared at Old Yuan, "Did you not notice the look in the eyes of the eldest and fourth when they left just now?"

"I saw it!"

Old Yuan snorted, "But so what?"

"You only saw the look in the eyes of the eldest and fourth, but have you considered? This estate was acquired through Xiao Wu’s connections, but with just his connections alone, can he truly get such a good estate?"

"Old man, do you mean there’s involvement from Xiao Wu’s wife?"

"What else?"

Old Yuan gave Mrs. Zeng a sideways glance, "The second and third daughters-in-law live here because the second and third sons are in the army, and the two of us, along with Xiao Wu, are here for support."

"But why should the eldest and fourth live here?"

"It’s always said that sons should be filial to their parents, but I’ve never heard of younger brothers having to accommodate their elder brothers and sisters-in-law!"

Old Yuan looked at Mrs. Zeng very sternly, "Wife, don’t make foolish mistakes!"

"I understand!"

Woken up by Old Yuan, Mrs. Zeng realized she had indeed misunderstood and quickly responded, "I won’t speak recklessly."

"Alas!"

Old Yuan sighed.

Even though he convinced his wife, Old Yuan knew in his heart that if their youngest son truly made something of himself, the eldest and fourth sons wouldn’t be able to ignore it.

At heart, he naturally hoped that all five sons would support each other and improve.

However, he also knew that he couldn’t impose his will on any of his sons; everything depended on the brotherly feelings among them.

At this moment, Old Yuan was truly clear-headed!

Compared to Old Yuan and Mrs. Zeng’s worries, Yuan Bao was in a very good mood.

Being in the city, away from his irresponsible parents, he could often see his kind godfather, godmother, and Qiqi, and of course, Ruan, who would soon become his nominal mother.

Yuan Bao, asleep, had a beautiful dream.

By the time he woke from the dream, it was already noon.

And when she woke up, the first person she saw was her god-sister Wei Qiqi.

"Qiqi?!"

Awakened, Yuan Bao saw Wei Qiqi in front of her, doubting if she was still dreaming.

Only after she pinched herself and felt the pain did she confirm that she wasn’t dreaming.

"Hehe, Qiqi, it’s really you, why are you here?"

"I thought I was dreaming!"

"I missed you!"

Wei Qiqi playfully pinched Yuan Bao’s nose, "Jiaojiao, let me tell you, it’s not just me who’s here!"