Father and son

  Father and son

  Yin Ruofei took it with embarrassment, lowered his head and took a bite. The fresh meat sauce and the crispy pancake filled his mouth, and he hadn't tasted such delicious food for a long time, so he swallowed it without chewing. After eating half of the palm-sized pancake in three or two bites, Yin Ruofei raised his head to see that Old Lady and Biyu were staring at him, and his face suddenly turned red.

  Yin Ruofei felt both embarrassed and afraid, knowing that her current state was not in line with the dignity of everyone's eldest son, and the red flush on her face wouldn't go away for a long time.

  Bi Yu's mouth corner brought a smile, she only felt that this young master was really lovely, but the old lady in her heart did not think so.

  Before the incident, she hadn't seen her grandson for over half a month. Half a month ago when she saw him, he was still lively and ate in an orderly manner. How come now that she sees him, not only has he suddenly become more sensible, but his eating habits have also changed to be so hasty, as if he hasn't eaten for ages?

  The old lady's heart skipped a beat as she thought of this, and immediately associated it with something bad.

  At the age of eight, it's when boys are most mischievous. If nothing out of the ordinary happened, how could a previously naughty child suddenly become so well-behaved? And this eating, isn't it...isn't someone skimping on his share, he can't even eat his fill now?

  The old lady thought about it more and more, feeling that this was true, she couldn't eat her rice, and even couldn't sit still.

  Dalin's younger sister, Xiaolin, was the legitimate elder sister and the younger half-sister. As long as they didn't shake the foundation of the Hou Mansion, she wouldn't easily intervene in their disputes. As for Dalin's cause of death... no one mentioned it, no one cared, and she couldn't say much about it either.

  But Yin Ruofei was different, this was her own grandson and the legitimate son of the Marquis's household, who would inherit the title in the future. If someone were to bully her grandson under her nose, she certainly wouldn't stand for it.

  Yin Ruofei didn't know that the old lady was worried that he might have suffered hardships and was displeased, but thought it was because he had lost his manners and revealed his true nature, which made the old lady unhappy. After all, he had been living outside for many years, and who knows what habits he had developed from struggling to make a living.

  Yin Ruofei hung his head, feeling uneasy in his heart. Although the legend of ghosts and gods has been around since ancient times, he didn't think it would be linked to him. He just needed to be more careful with his actions from now on. This time, the old lady was not happy, perhaps she would scold him a few words. Alas, the good atmosphere had been ruined by him.

  Yin Ruofei felt sad in her heart, her small face lowered and refused to speak. The old lady finally let out a long sigh after a while, and trembled as she touched the top of Yin Ruofei's head.

  "Eat a bit more, eat while it's hot, Biyu. Take good care of Seventh Master." The old lady looked at her own grandson's despondent little face and felt an unspeakable sorrow in her heart.

  "...Grandma also eats..." Yin Ruofei hesitated for half a day before squeezing out one sentence. She personally rolled up a pancake and handed it to the old lady, but it was actually the old lady whose eyes suddenly welled up with tears.

  The Marquis's house also had a decline in the past. Several generations of mismanagement left them with nothing but an empty title. Without any official business, there was no income, and only a meager salary as the Marquis each month. The estate had been sold off, mortgaged to the hilt, and the remaining grain from the last estate was barely enough for one family's meals.

  The old marquis's family didn't have many people, with only a dozen or so mouths to feed in the whole household, but there were still many relatives from other branches of the family who relied on the marquis's estate for their livelihood.

  That year, the old lady took care of her son, the current Lord Yin Haicheng, and several illegitimate children, thinking about how to feed them. The old lord was busy building relationships outside all day long, wanting to ask for a fat position, but it's not easy to get one.

  The days are bitter, but cannot be told to outsiders. Those who do not know think that this marquis's estate is full of splendor, only the old lady knows the hardships inside. Her dowry from back then was mostly used to fill the famine, just so that one family could eat their fill and wear warm clothes.

  Fortunately, Yin Haicheng really made an effort, although it was bitter, but he managed to make a name for himself. However, in those years, whenever he could occasionally eat a piece of meat that his mother secretly bought for him, he would smile with joy, take a small bite, and then pass the rest to his mother's mouth.

  As for today's good fortune, her own grandson is still hungry, and when he eats a piece of meat, he even gives it to her mouth to eat, how can she bear it?

  Yin Ruofei still didn't know what he had done to make his grandmother so sad, and was somewhat flustered. The old lady then hugged her grandson and burst into tears.

  Yin Haicheng came in to pay his respects and saw his mother holding a child who was crying, he was startled. He didn't know what had happened, his eyes looked at Biyu who was waiting on the side, but unfortunately Biyu was still young, how would she know the reason behind this?

  Seeing Yin Haicheng come in, the old lady paused for a moment, wiped away her tears, and motioned to her son to sit down.

  Yin Haicheng was most filial, and after respectfully greeting his mother, he cautiously asked, "Mother... what's going on?"

  "It's nothing." The old lady took over the hot towel handed by Biyu and wiped her eyes, "Isn't this thinking of past things?"

  "This side wishes you peace, Father." Meanwhile, Yin Ruofei had already quietly put on her shoes and was giving a proper greeting to Yin Haicheng.

  In the past, as long as his mother was still alive, on the first and fifteenth of every month, his father would go to his mother's room, so he could often see this strict father. However, since his mother passed away, it had become increasingly difficult for him to meet with him again.

  That year, he was heartbroken and left home, returning to his childhood, seeing this strict father, the taste in his heart was surprisingly complicated. The nature of father and son, if not forced to a certain extent, he did not want to break with his father either.

  "Ah, get up." Yin Haicheng looked Yin Ruofei up and down a few times, "You are... Old Seven?"

  Yin Ruofei nodded with a complex expression. Which father can't tell his own son apart?

  Can't help but say, Yin Haicheng has more than a dozen sons and daughters, and he can't even remember what several of them look like. This eldest son hasn't been seen since the death of his wife, Madame Lin, over half a year ago, and now that he's suddenly appeared, it seems like he's not quite the same as before.

  Yin Haicheng hadn't even reacted yet, but the old lady was already furious. "Your own son, you don't even recognize him! Those children born to those concubines are one thing, but this is your legitimate son, and you still don't seem to know him well? It's infuriating!"

  "Mother, son..." Yin Haicheng was shocked and didn't expect that his one sentence would provoke such a big reaction from the old lady. He quickly stood up and wanted to explain something.

  "Grandma, don't be angry. The child hasn't seen his father for half a year now, and his father is very busy with work. Besides, the child has grown quite a bit in these six months, so it's understandable that his father doesn't recognize him at first glance." Yin Ruofei gently stroked her hand to help the old lady calm down.

  Yin Haicheng raised an eyebrow, looking at this seemingly different little son. In the past, this kid relied on the favor of the two Lin ladies and was lawless. Several times he wanted to let him go to school, but was blocked by the two Lin ladies, saying that he didn't want to go to school. A child who has never even read a book, when did he become so eloquent?