Chapter 426 - 410: Slapping the Face
Lu Jinsheng looked at Lu Yun with a face full of sympathy, "Sis, I used to think Guaibao was like my brother-in-law, but now I finally realize he’s actually more like you. He has the same knack for tattling as you did back then. The wheel of fortune has turned after twenty years. My nephew is definitely here to avenge me."
"Get lost, you heartless thing. Hmph, just wait until you have a son, then you’ll understand. I’ll be waiting to see how he’ll give you headaches in the future." Lu Yun retorted as she aimed a kick at Lu Jinsheng in frustration.
With an "Aiya," Lu Jinsheng dramatically fell to the ground, howling, "Mom, save me, my sister is so angry she’s kicking me."
"Serves you right. You’re all grown up and still can’t cause less worry. It’s bad enough you’re always at each other’s throats when you meet, and now you’ve escalated to laying hands on each other. How come you, as a boy, don’t know to give in to your sister a little?" Xia Yuan didn’t even cast a sidelong glance at Lu Jinsheng as she scolded with a habitual bias.
Lu Jinsheng purposely pouted and looked around, only to find that everyone was watching the drama with interest but no one cared to intercede. He got up by himself with a grumble and brushed off his clothes, complaining. "Not a bit of sympathy from anyone, just watching me get bullied without a word of help."
Hearing this, Lu Yun’s mood improved, and she kicked him again as she glared fiercely, "Still talking? Shut up."
This time, Lu Jinsheng nimbly dodged and immediately ran over to Xia Yuan’s side. He picked up Pei Yi from her arms and placed him on his shoulders, "Let’s go, your mom is too scary, we can’t afford to mess with her. If we can’t handle her, we’ll just avoid her. After all, we’re men, and as the saying goes, a good man doesn’t fight with a woman. It’s beneath our dignity to argue with a woman. Guaibao, how about I take you for a walk?"
"Yes, thank you, Uncle." Pei Yi hugged Lu Jinsheng’s head, grinning broadly and nodding happily. His father hadn’t carried him on his shoulders since he turned three, and suddenly being lifted so high by his uncle excited him.