"Mom, try this roast suckling pig; I think itās even better than the one at Gather Tower." As he spoke, he picked up a piece for Ye Ziāan. "Dad, you have some too."
"Thank you, son. You should eat too."
Yang Chuxia looked at him with a smile.
Lele saw this and tapped his own bowl. "Hey, what about your brotherās?"
"Look at you, being so fussy." Yangyang pouted and added a crystal pork knuckle to Leleās bowl. "Here, such a big piece, eat up, this should shut your mouth."
"My little brother, complaining about me talking too much." Lele flicked him on the forehead. "Youāre asking for it."
"Brother, youāre just tickling me."
Yangyang laughed and grabbed a big chicken leg, but barely took two bites before he suddenly groaned.
"Mom, my stomach hurts, I need to go to the toilet."
"Then hurry up and go." Yang Chuxia didnāt think much and let him go.
Once Yangyang got to the back yard, he straightened up and showed no signs of pain.
He snuck to the kitchen door just in time to see the shopkeeper. "Is my osmanthus cake ready?"
"Oh, young man, the osmanthus cake is ready. Iāll get it for you right away."
Yangyang took the osmanthus cake and quickly headed towards the back gate.
The shopkeeper was puzzled, wondering what that kid was doing heading to the back door.
But he didnāt think much of it. This family clearly came from wealth, and such families disliked gossip the most.
Once out of the yard, Yangyang went to the horses tied up by the guards, chose a shorter one, untied it, walked a short distance, jumped on, and rode off standing on the horse.
If Yang Chuxia were there, she would probably be startled. This mischievous kid was so bold, daring to ride standing up on a horse.
Meanwhile, Yang Chuxia and Ye Ziāan were still eating inside, unaware that Yangyang had slipped away.
"Why isnāt younger brother back yet?" Lele had finished eating and was resting his face on his hand as he spoke. "Heās been to the toilet far too long."
Yang Chuxia paused at this. "Exactly, that little rascal. Weāre almost done eating, whatās taking him so long?" As she spoke, she stood up, "Iāll go check."
But when she reached the back, the toilet was empty, no sign of a child.
Yang Chuxia immediately panicked, her first thought being that Prince Leās people had taken Yangyang away again.
"Brother An, Yangyang is missing."
Upon hearing this, Ye Ziāanās face turned grave. "Everyone, go find him!"
Suddenly, the restaurant was full of people looking at each other. They had come for a meal and now a child was missing. Some of the more timid patrons stopped eating and wanted to leave.
They searched everywhere, front and back, but found nothing, even alerting the shopkeeper.
"What kind of restaurant are you running here? Lost a child while eating." Ming Lan stepped forward, glaring at the shopkeeper. "Did you hide the child? Is this a shady place?"
"Miss, thatās not right." The shopkeeper was displeased. Though he couldnāt afford to offend them, he didnāt want to be unjustly accused either. "Youāve searched everywhere, checked thoroughly, and havenāt found anyone. This means the child isnāt here, so how can it be our restaurantās fault?"
"Who knows if you people are collaborating with others." She had seen the tricks of traffickers before. Her instinct was that they might have entered a shady establishment and been targeted by kidnappers.
"Young lady, you speak so offensively." The shopkeeperās beard was shaking with anger.