This little rascal, heâs simply too much.
"Hehe!" Lele couldnât stop laughing once he entered the room.
Yang Chuxia pinched his cheek, "Look at you, showing off. How much stuff did you take from your father?"
"Not much, just two paintings and a box of chess pieces." Lele struggled to get down, "Compared to the harm I suffered, this is nothing at all."
"Little drama queen." Yang Chuxia tapped his forehead, "You know well what your father said isnât true."
"Hehe, I just took the chance to get some stuff from Dad." Lele rubbed against Yang Chuxiaâs arm, "Mom, is there any news about my brother?"
"Alas," Yang Chuxia shook her head slightly, "No."
"Why is our familyâs second son so unlucky." Lele pouted, "By the time he comes back, heâll probably have changed a lot."
"Speaking of which, not your brother but you, you canât behave like this anymore." Yang Chuxia said, "You canât even protect yourself, so why are you worrying about others? Are you dumb? When Prefectural Magistrate Cui asked you to swap hostages, did you just go ahead?"
"But, Mom, I couldnât just watch someone die in front of me." Prefectural Magistrate Cui asked him to swap for another kid, and he didnât think much about it at the time, figuring he wouldnât die anyway and his dad would definitely save him, so he went.
"Youâre still arguing?" Yang Chuxia said, "Youâre just a child; saving people from peril is not your responsibility. Moreover, even if you canât bear it, the premise of saving someone is that you can protect yourself and retreat safely. Saving others while sacrificing yourself is foolishness, understand? Did you ever think about what if your dad couldnât rescue you?"
"In that situation, you should act like a childâcry, run. Prefectural Magistrate Cui in his frantic state didnât treat you like a child, but you shouldnât stop treating yourself like one. Crying and running is the normal response, got it?"
"Mom..." Lele was a bit conflicted, "Isnât that too selfish?"
"Sometimes being a bit selfish is how you keep yourself safe." Yang Chuxia knelt down and looked at him, "Son, you must remember, whenever you help someone or do anything, the premise must be that youâre safe."
"Okay, Mom, Iâll remember." Lele nodded earnestly, then hugged Yang Chuxia, "Iâm sorry for making you worry, Mom."
"As for what your father said, donât take it to heart, you four are all the same in our hearts." Yang Chuxia patted his cheek, "You are all treasures to us, each and every one."
"Got it, Mom, I know that."
Outside, Ye Ziâan had his hands behind his back, his head down, lost in thought.
Hearing the door creak open, he quickly turned around, "Wife, I was wrong!"
Yang Chuxia looked at his pitiful expression and found it amusing, tugging at his ear, "Watch what you say next time, the kids are young and sensitive."
"Donât worry, wife, I wonât make the same mistake twice." He thought to himself, sensitive? Whoâs he kidding? Kids might be sensitive anywhere else, but definitely not in our family.
That little devil, full of schemes, sensitivity isnât even in his vocabulary.
"We investigated two mansions this time, what about the other places? Should we still check them?"
Ye Ziâan pulled her into the room. Seeing Lele still inside, he gave him a meaningful look, indicating, Iâm trying to have a private conversation with your mom, can you take the hint and leave?