The daily life of a space tycoon raising children, doting on his husband, and farming.

Chapter 92 A Competitive Spirit

"Sister, didn't we bring back all the grain we were allocated? Where did this come from?" Shi Tou took the bag of grain from Lu Chengjing's lap, weighed it in his hand, and found it quite heavy.

Shang Wan said, "These are thank-you gifts to your brother-in-law for helping with the accounts."

Shi Tou said "Oh" and was about to pick up the cloth bag and head towards the wooden shed when Shang Wan stopped him. "Wait, I have a question for you. Why is your brother-in-law so skilled at accounting?"

Shi Tou scratched his head, glanced in Lu Chengjing's direction, and asked in confusion, "Sis, why don't you just ask your brother-in-law?"

Shang Wan thought to herself, "Didn't I just tease them and end up making them angry?"

"Just tell me what I'm asking."

Shi Tou then said, "There is a Master Ouyang in the county school who is extremely good at mathematics. My brother-in-law often consults Master Ouyang, who praises my brother-in-law for his talent in mathematics. After Young Master Qiao found out, he always shirked his responsibilities and asked my brother-in-law to help him calculate the accounts in the shop. Over time, with my brother-in-law's intelligence, he naturally became proficient."

Shang Wan: "..."

Qiao Yu'an is really something else. He actually let Lu Chengjing, an outsider, help him with such an important task as checking the accounts.

“Sister,” Shi Tou leaned closer to Shang Wan, his voice so low it was almost a whisper, “Don’t tell your brother-in-law that I told you. You know our situation in the Lu family before, the third branch was the poorest. Young Master Qiao asked your brother-in-law to help with the accounts, partly to shirk his responsibilities, and partly to find an excuse to help us out.”

“When his brother-in-law disagreed, he resorted to all sorts of tantrums and stunts to force his brother-in-law to help.”

Shi Tou winked and spoke up for Qiao Yu'an, "Young Master Qiao can be rude sometimes, but he's not a bad person. Sister, if he offends you, please go easy on him for your husband's sake."

Shang Wan: "..."

Is she such a violent person?
She waved her hand, "I know, I know what I'm doing."

Only then did Stone leave with the cloth bag in his arms.

He Sizhi and his apprentice were packing their luggage in the shed, while Liangliang sat on a small stool outside the shed, his little head hanging down, staring blankly at his shadow on the ground.

Yuanyuan had passed by at some point, her two little hands supporting the little turtle perched on her head. She would look at her own shadow for a while, then turn her head to look at Liangliang's shadow.

With her big eyes blinking, the little one quickly got bored. She freed one little hand to pat the little boy next to her and handed him the toy turtle.

Watching the turtle retract its head into its shell, Liangliang reached out and pushed the turtle back in. He then turned around and continued staring blankly at the shadow in a different direction.

Yuanyuan glanced at the little turtle, then lifted it onto her head, skillfully climbed to the direction Liangliang was facing, and then handed the little turtle to Liangliang.

The little voice was soft and sweet, "Turtle, play!"

Liangliang glanced at her, hugged his legs, changed direction, and then stared blankly.

Yuanyuan: ? ? ?
What's wrong with this guy?

The little one puffed out her cheeks and started competing with Liangliang. When Liangliang turned around, she chased after him; when he turned around again, she chased him again; and so on...

Liangliang spun faster and faster like a top, and Yuanyuan chased after him faster and faster. Her little head started to spin, and her little hand accidentally braced itself on the smooth turtle shell. She slid off and was about to fall flat on her face.

Two small, rough-skinned hands quickly reached out and lifted Yuanyuan up.

With a serious expression, Liangliang placed the chubby little ball of flesh, which was flapping its short arms and legs, aside, turned around, and continued to stare blankly.

Yuan Yuan frowned, and this time she stopped chasing. She pouted her pink lips, grabbed Liang Liang's clothes, and pulled her towards herself.

An ordinary one-year-old baby naturally doesn't have much strength, but Yuanyuan is a superhuman. Liangliang was caught off guard and almost fell off the stool when Yuanyuan pulled him.

This time he stopped looking at the shadow and stared at Yuanyuan without blinking, as if he had seen something rare.

Seeing that the older boy was willing to talk to her, she pointed her round little hand at the little turtle on the ground and said, "Turtle."

Liangliang looked over and nodded. Yuanyuan happily placed pebbles, sticks, and other objects to create obstacles for the little turtle's path. Every time the little turtle climbed over an obstacle, she would clap her hands happily, as if the little turtle had accomplished something extraordinary.

Even though Liangliang showed signs of developing autism, he was still a ten-year-old child and didn't think that the little turtle climbing over the obstacle was something extraordinary or something worth clapping and celebrating.

Yuanyuan puffed out her cheeks and looked at him with her big, bright, clear eyes—or rather, at his motionless hands.

She glanced at him, raised her little hand and waved it in front of the older boy, glanced at him again, waved both hands together, and glanced at him again, then started clapping her hands.

Liangliang remained still, just staring at the little turtle.

Yuanyuan puffed out her cheeks unhappily, crossed her arms, and stared intently at Liangliang's hands with her big eyes.

Bright eyes darted around, and a chill inexplicably ran down her back. Under Yuan Yuan's watchful gaze, she slowly raised her hand and patted herself twice.

Yuanyuan was delighted and started clapping her hands again. For some reason, Liangliang started clapping along with her.

Encouraged by the two, the little turtle crawled faster and faster, completely ignoring the obstacles in its path.

When the little turtle turned back, Yuanyuan quickly put the pebbles back on. She only put one pebble on before turning her little head to look at Liangliang. Her big eyes were brighter than the stars in the night.

Liangliang couldn't help but join the group that was setting up obstacles for the little turtle.

The two, one big and one small, worked together more and more seamlessly. Yuanyuan giggled, and Liangliang couldn't help but laugh along.

He Sizhi came out after hearing the laughter and saw this scene. For some reason, his eyes welled up with tears.

He didn't make a sound to disturb them, quietly sat down cross-legged, and watched the two children play.

Gao Yan and Ma Jieyong saw this and remained silent, sitting down to watch.

Three grown men, their faces full of affection, quietly accompanied the two children as they watched the turtle obstacle course. Under the moonlight, the scene had an indescribably eerie quality.

Shang Wan paused, deliberately making a noise.

"Mom!" Yuanyuan was the first to look over, her eyes instantly curving into crescent moons.

Shang Wan smiled and picked the person up, then said to He Sizhi and the others, "The table is set up, let's go and have dinner."

The three of them responded. He Sizhi stepped forward and took Liangliang's hand. He noticed that Liangliang was staring at the little baby in front of him, so he reached out and patted the baby's head. He thought to himself that bringing his son along might be a good decision.

In front of the wooden shed, two torches were inserted into the grooves of a cylindrical column, illuminating the dining table below.

On the table were two meat dishes, two vegetable dishes, and a soup. The dishes looked tempting, and they were all served in large bowls, with generous portions.

The aroma of the food wafted out, tempting everyone's mouth.

The three of them were slightly taken aback when they saw the large chunks of meat in the dish.

You didn't do any work today, so why are you eating so well?

The three suspected that the food was prepared by the host family themselves, and none of them dared to sit down for a moment.

Ma Jieyong was a straightforward person, and he turned to ask Shi Tou and the others where their food was.

Stone was puzzled by his question and asked in return, "Aren't we all here? Where do you want to eat?"

Ma Jieyong blurted out, "We can eat this meat too?"

(End of this chapter)