Chapter 1533 - 1535: You Really Are the Best Brother in the World_1

"Hehe, that’ll work!"

The next moment, Yangyang was delighted, happily holding Lele’s little hand, "Brother, let’s go together tomorrow."

"I can’t ride a horse, I’m not going!"

"That’s okay, our daddy can!"

"But can you shoot arrows?" Lele asked again.

"I know a little bit." Saying so, he also put up his little finger, "I heard there are little foxes in the mountains, I want to shoot two of them to bring back, one’s fur for mother to make clothes, and one to keep as a playmate for my sister."

Listening to the conversation between his two sons, Ye Zi’an’s eyebrows twitched, thinking that his sons were all filial. You can tell a person’s character by the time they are three; he felt relieved.

"But brother, why do you think our beautiful daddy agreed so easily today?" After they finished packing up, Yang Chuxia and Ye Zi’an went inside, and Yangyang and Lele whispered to each other with their heads together. "Usually, when we ask him for something, he definitely takes a while to agree."

"Daddy was in a good mood today," Lele said, but he thought to himself that daddy must have been so agreeable because he was sick.

"Is that so?" Yangyang suddenly said, touching his chin, "I’ve got it, our beautiful daddy is always in a good mood when he’s alone with mother. In the future, when I want to ask daddy for help, I’ll just wait for that moment, hehe." He laughed like a little fox after speaking.

Old Mu, who was walking behind them, heard everything and couldn’t help but chuckle, giving each a light knock on the head, "What nonsense are you both whispering about?"

Yangyang rubbed his head, turned to see it was Old Mu, and chuckled, climbing onto him, "Granduncle, let’s go hunting together tomorrow? It’s more fun with more people hunting, otherwise it’s just boring with only beautiful daddy and us."

"Oh, that?" Old Mu thought for a moment, realizing he indeed had no plans for tomorrow, and agreed, "Alright, we’ll go together tomorrow."

"Oh, that’s great."

That evening, the people who went to deliver game to various residences returned, not alone, but brought back Baili Yan and his legitimate son, along with Mu Shaoling himself.

By the time they arrived, the bonfire in the courtyard had already been blazing. Yang Chuxia had asked someone to slice the various kinds of meat, and those that needed stir-frying were already being cooked.

Yangyang and Lele each held a small skewer of deer meat over the fire. When they saw Baili Yan and the others come over, they looked up to greet them and then busied themselves with their food again.

"Wow, why’s it black?" Yangyang shouted after a while.

"You never let it turn over; how could it not be black?" Lele calmly watched over his food, and soon a delicious scent wafted through the air, making Yangyang swallow his saliva in anticipation.

Seeing him look enviously, Lele figured it was probably cooked enough and passed it to him, "Here you go, eat."

"For real?" Yangyang’s eyes lit up.

"For you, for you."

"Wow, Lele, you’re the best brother in the world."

In response to his flattery, Lele couldn’t help but retort, "Isn’t this the same person who told me in a letter, ’Lele, you’re so annoying’?"

"Who? Who wrote you that letter? They have no taste. My brother is so nice; how could anyone dislike him? Whoever it is, let them face me, and I’ll give them a beating."

While saying this, Yangyang cheerfully ate his deer meat, his arm wrapped around Lele’s shoulder, embodying the image of brotherly love.

Seeing him so happy, Lele refrained from saying what was on his mind.

Yang Chuxia had seen the characters Yangyang wrote, and now seeing the frustration on his elder son’s face, she couldn’t help but want to laugh.

Baili Yan’s legitimate son, watching them play happily, joined in the fun. Lele knew him and had a rather good impression of this cousin.