Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 102 The Kid Sent a Message

Chapter 102: Chapter 102 The Kid Sent a Message

Liu Lanfang lowered her head and squinted her eyes to see the words on the card clearly—Xiao Chen, Xiao the psychological mentor.

She made a mental note to herself that he might come in handy if someone were to suffer from psychological issues in the future.

Holding the meat, she entered the Lin Mansion. Sister Li saw the meat in her hand and couldn’t help but be surprised, "Where did this meat come from?"

"Two young people from the neighboring Yunhua District took a liking to the cabbage planted outside. They traded the meat for it. Young people nowadays are quite polite." Liu Lanfang showed a kind smile and, as she tied her apron, said, "Let’s have braised pork for lunch today, Xuan Ze needs to nourish himself."

Sister Li clicked her tongue and weighed the meat in her hands, "There must be at least five or six jin here. If we can’t finish it, we should freeze it—it’s still fresh."

Because of the swine fever outbreak during the summer holidays, pork prices had skyrocketed. Additionally, with the epidemic in Lan City, many vegetables simply weren’t available, and they had already run out of meat a while ago.

Even with money, it was difficult to buy pork—yet, unexpectedly, someone had traded five or six jin of it for cabbage—a rarity indeed.

"I’ll turn another patch of land into a garden and plant some radishes."

Sister Li’s hand shook as she prepared the vegetables. That grassy area outside was expensive.

If this epidemic didn’t end soon, the outside grass might just truly become a vegetable garden.

Xiao Chen stood at the window looking into the distance, feeling as if he had been waiting for a very long time, but a glance at his phone showed they had gone downstairs for only 15 minutes. He had already finished smoking three cigarettes.

His deep black eyes stared in the direction of the Lin Mansion, as if trying to pierce through all the obstacles in between.

The sound of a door opening came from behind, and he quickly sat back down on the sofa, leaning on the pillow lazily, eyebrows and eyelids drooping, his long fingers casually flipping through his phone. His three-dimensional features were noble and elegant, with a hint of cold solemnity.

"Master Chen, we’re having cabbage for lunch today—the little brat’s grandma grew it. Though we can’t sit inside, I’ve found out that the little brat is doing well, so you really don’t have to worry..."

Feng Ye came in with a few cabbages, honestly finishing his report. Noticing Xiao Chen’s scrutinizing gaze, he immediately shut up, handed the vegetables to Xiao Feng to cook, and quickly ran back to his room to lock himself in.

Xiao Chen furrowed his brows as he looked at the other person’s WeChat. Their Moments only had a few posts asking for likes. Why wasn’t she replying to his messages at home?!

Feeling an inexplicable dryness in his mouth and a stifling feeling in his heart and spleen, he drank the water from the glass on the coffee table and placed it back with force, creating a sharp clinking noise.

Feng Ye, hiding in his room, shuddered at the sound, staring at the door. Surely this door was sturdy enough?

Xiao Feng’s hands trembled with fright, and he cut himself.

He silently ran his finger under the tap to clean off the blood, resolving not to handle a kitchen knife next time Master Chen was angry. He was always the one who suffered.

On Yun Yue’s side, it was just time for lunch. Opening her phone, she saw 99+ messages. She started replying to them one by one, in order.

Seeing that Xiao Chen had sent her so many messages, she was taken aback. Instinctively, she clicked into the conversation. The earliest message was from a month ago—she must have been too busy to notice. She replied with two words: "Very well."

After replying to the message, she finished her meal, cleared the dishes, and immediately went back to the lab to continue her research on medicine. Later, she had to treat patients.

One could say her only real downtime was during meals, but compared to a month ago, she was much more relaxed.

In another half month, the medicine should be developed. They would start with a small trial, and if it proved effective, it could be mass-produced. Then she could consider her mission accomplished and return home.

...

Xiao Chen was also having his meal. The screen of the smartphone lying on the dining table lit up. Feng Ye noticed and his eyes sparkled with amusement.

"Master Chen, your phone lit up—someone sent you a message."

The man continued eating, his eyebrows knotted, his voice cold, "Eat without speaking, sleep without talking. Eat your meal!"

"Are you sure you don’t want to check? It looks to me like the little brat sent you a message." Feng Ye stopped eating and displayed a teasing expression.

The hand holding the chopsticks of Xiao Chen shook slightly, and his gaze swept dangerously over him, "Xiao Feng, only prepare dinner for two tonight."

"..."

Really?

Shouldn’t he be thanking him for the good news?

"I’m going to starve to death at this rate!"

He immediately bowed his head and began wolfing down the food hungrily, deciding to eat more so he wouldn’t be hungry later that night.

Xiao Chen glanced at him, and his pace of eating seemed to quicken considerably, yet it was still graceful and noble. Compared with Feng Ye’s speed, he didn’t seem slow at all.

Seeing the cabbage on the table, he reached out to grab some. It was quite sweet and especially delicious; homegrown organic vegetables really are different.

Xiao Chen took the plate of cabbage first, his chiseled face exuding a cold aura; his eyebrows held a noble grace, his gaze elegant, "This vegetable was exchanged for my flesh; you guys eat the radish meat soup instead."

"..."

If you don’t want to share, just say so!

Feng Ye silently withdrew his chopsticks and ladled a few spoonfuls of meat soup with a soup spoon.

"Don’t throw away the leftovers; put them in the fridge and we’ll eat them tonight, save food," he said elegantly wiping his mouth clean after finishing his meal, casually picking up his phone, then sitting on the couch, his eyes and brows lowered as he started playing, the corners of his mouth curving into a beautiful arc.

"..."

This isn’t something a debonair bachelor should be saying.

They remembered he said leftover food was unhygienic not long ago.

Feng Ye turned his head to look and just caught the hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Ha!

Men!

He couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

Even as a 25-year-old man, he was being led by the nose by a 17-year-old kid!

So weak!

If only he would take a page out of his book, he wouldn’t be so thoroughly devoured by a kid.

Especially since the kid didn’t care about him at all.

The Chinese New Year was around the corner, and after that came Valentine’s Day. He’d just bring a girlfriend to flaunt in front of him.

The thought increased the smile on his lips.

Xiao Feng felt goosebumps all over; please, no more smiling.

Scheming what, he didn’t know, looking so smugly smirking.

It was already December, the weather was turning cold, and the winters in Lan City were especially cold. Snowflakes drifted down from the sky, and overnight, Lan City was blanketed in a pure and flawless coverlet.

By mid-December, the first batch of the medication had been produced and was being administered to some patients, with promising results.

"All vital signs are normal and tests are negative; you are cleared for discharge, congratulations," Yun Yue said after examining a critically ill patient, neatly tidying her equipment and looking at the pregnant woman, who was carrying twins.

Upon hearing Yun Yue’s words, she cried tears of joy, immediately caressing her belly, her eyes filled with maternal love, her voice gentle, "Babies, did you hear that? Mommy made it through, you can be born safely now."

"Thank you! Thank you, Dr. Yun Yue, if it hadn’t been for you, my children and I might already be in our coffins. I’m truly grateful."

She cried incessantly, even getting off the bed to kneel down to express her gratitude to Yun Yue.

Yun Yue was quick to support her, her expression soft and warm, "It’s my duty. You look like you have another half a month to go, a boy and a girl, congratulations."

A family with both a son and a daughter, that, too, was perfect.

The pregnant woman, somewhat in disbelief, touched her belly, "Really, really? A son and a daughter?"

She had been told she was having twins during her previous check-up, but Dr. Yun Yue had told her she was having a boy and a girl. She jumped up in joy, but a sudden pain in her abdomen made her sit down cautiously back on the bed.