After marrying the fierce god, her handsome young husband was pampered to the extreme.

The Changfeng Garden of the Lin Family Mansion, a small side courtyard.

Lin Siheng and Zhenzhu sat side by side under the eaves eating grilled lamb skewers.

Seeing his younger brother struggling to eat meat skewers, Lin Siheng felt it was time for him, as the older brother, to step in.

He held the lamb skewer for Pearl, "Take a bite."

The pearl obediently bit down.

"Don't bite the bamboo skewer, just bite the meat, you hear me?"

Pearl: "Mmm!"

Lin Siheng held Pearl's head, not daring to use force, and slowly pulled the bamboo skewer out of her younger brother's mouth.

Finally, the meat was in her mouth. Pearl cupped her round little face and chewed with difficulty, using her cheeks to help her eat.

Lin Siheng asked, "Is it delicious?"

Pearl nodded: "Mmm!"

Lin Nian had never given Pearl any heavily seasoned food before, so she gave her a sudden dose of cumin, which finally got Pearl under her thumb.

Lin Siheng finished his meal in a few bites, smacked his lips, and asked, "Do you want some more?"

Pearl nodded, "Mmm!"

Lin Siheng said, "Then you wait for me at home, I'll go out and buy it."

Pearl: "Mmm!"

Lin Siheng thought her younger brother was a bit silly, and worriedly told him, "Don't run around."

"Stop running around!" Pearl finally swallowed the meat in her mouth.

Lin Siheng looked around and, not seeing anyone, took out a small shovel from the house.

He huffed and puffed as he dug the soil under the pear tree.

Pearl squatted to the side, her bottom sticking out, and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

"Give me the money." Lin Siheng dug out a small box from under the pear tree. Seeing his meager savings, he said with heartache, "I only have twenty copper coins left. Which young master is as poor as me?"

Pearl scratched her face, held up three fingers, and said, "I want five skewers!"

Lin Siheng said, "Idiot, I can only afford two more skewers with my money."

Pearl pulled a handful of random things from her small purse. "I have money, I have money."

Lin Siheng pinched her round little face. "What could you possibly have—money! Pearl, how do you have so much money!"

Pearl raised her head proudly and said, "My father packed it for me."

Although I'm still too old to spend money, I already have a lot of pocket money!

"Buy, five strings!" Pearl solemnly held up a four.

Pearl had quite a fortune: two hundred-tael silver notes, plus some loose silver and copper coins.

Lin Siheng weighed the loose silver in his hand; it was at least two taels.

He took one tael of silver and put the rest of the money back into Pearl's small purse, saying, "Wait for me to come back."

"Mmm!" Pearl had just reached out to show the numbers when Lin Siheng forcibly interrupted the spellcasting.

"Okay, okay, five strings, right?"

The little pearl chicks peck at the rice, "Mmm-hmm!"

Lin Siheng quickly flipped over the courtyard wall. His movements were nimble, and although he stumbled a few steps when he landed, no one saw it, thus saving face for the young hero Lin.

Pearl ran to sit under the eaves, waiting for her brother to return with delicious meat skewers.

When Shen Qingheng found the entire afternoon unusually quiet, she felt a little uneasy.

If your son is quiet, he must be up to no good!

He put down his embroidery needle and decided to go to the small courtyard to see what his son was doing.

When Shen Qingheng arrived at the small courtyard, she saw Lin Siheng and Zhenzhu sitting in a row under the eaves eating.

Pearl's round face was covered in grease. He was eating happily, but he ate very slowly. He had been gnawing on a roasted chicken leg for almost half an hour and still hadn't finished it.

Seeing the pile of food around the two children, Shen Qingheng felt a wave of dizziness.

Lin Siheng didn't see that her little daddy had already come over. "These spiced fried peanuts are also delicious. The outer shell is crispy."

After hearing her brother's recommendation, Pearl popped a fried peanut into her mouth.

"Uncle..." Pearl saw Shen Qingheng, her mouth stuffed with something, and her speech was unclear.

Lin Siheng asked, "Huh?"

Pearl swallowed the food in her mouth, "Uncle!"

Lin Siheng's hand trembled in fright. "My little daddy?"

Shen Qingheng stood under the pear tree with her arms crossed, "Lin Siheng!"

Lin Siheng turned his head guiltily, "Hehe, little daddy, you're here."

Shen Qingheng was greatly surprised that her son hadn't caused any trouble or bullied his younger brother today, and had even taken his brother out for snacks.

He breathed a sigh of relief and then cautioned, "Your younger brother is still small, don't let him eat too much."

Lin Siheng said, "Don't worry, I'm watching. Pearl only ate two skewers of lamb and one grilled chicken leg... um, she didn't even finish the chicken leg."

Pearl heard her name called and looked up.

Her little face was covered in oil stains, and her fair cheeks were adorned with white sesame seeds and chopped green onions, making her look like a little kitten.

Shen Qingheng stepped forward, sat down next to Pearl, and took out a handkerchief to wipe Pearl's face. "Baby, your uncle is wiping your face."

Pearl obediently tilted her head up, her big, black grape-like eyes blinking, which melted Shen Qingheng's heart.

He also wanted such a well-behaved young man, but unfortunately he was too old, and he was afraid that if he were to have another child, people would laugh at him for being an old woman who gave birth to a pearl...

After Pearl's round face was wiped clean, Lin Siheng leaned closer and said, "Daddy, I want to get my face wiped too."

Shen Qingheng only had one handkerchief, so she simply used her own clothes to wipe her son's mouth.

"Why are you eating all over your face? Aren't you careful?"

Lin Siheng chuckled foolishly.

Shen Qingheng rubbed her son's head, and was about to go back when she suddenly remembered that the boy was a big spender and his allowance had been controlled long ago.

Where did he get the money to buy so many snacks?

Lin Siheng felt a chill run down his spine under the gaze of his stepfather.

"Little Daddy, why are you looking at me like that?"

Shen Qingheng asked, "Where did you get your money?"

Lin Siheng said, "It's not my money, it's pearls'."

"What! You even tricked your brother out of his money?!"

Pearl said, "It's for my brother, it's for my brother."

Lin Siheng stood up straight. "Little Daddy, did you hear that? Pearl gave it to me willingly, I didn't trick her into giving it to me."

Shen Qingheng sighed, "Fine, next time this happens, just ask me for it. How can you be so shameless as to spend your brother's money?"

Pearl pouted, "I want flowers!"

Shen Qingheng pinched Pearl's cheek. "Alright, alright, your uncle knows."

Pearl said seriously, "I won't talk about my brother!"

"Okay, let's not talk about brother anymore." Shen Qingheng picked up Pearl and kissed her. "Baby, you're so good."

When Pearl heard her uncle praising her, she became very shy, her face turning as red as a little sugar cake.

"Keep an eye on him, don't let your little brother eat too much. Tonight we're going to that new restaurant your second uncle opened for hot pot."

"Understood." Lin Siheng replied calmly. "Don't worry about me handling things!"

Shen Qingheng finished giving her instructions and then went back.

He went back into the house and picked up his needle and thread again.

Lin Yunyuan said today that a friend from the martial arts world is coming to visit, and he'll probably be back very late.

As the embroidery thread moved back and forth, Shen Qingheng's gaze unconsciously fell on her stomach.

He bit his lip, his eyes were moist, and his ears were flushed.

If only... if only... if only he and his martial arts alliance leader could have a well-behaved little boy...