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  "Has Master Hou had breakfast?" The old lady glanced at her son's expression and changed the subject. She knew he might think the child had changed a lot, and she also knew that he was usually strict with his children, but such a considerate grandson, she didn't want to scare him off. The old lady patted Yin Ruofei in her arms, indicating for him to continue eating.

  Yin Ruofei glanced at Yin Haicheng without leaving any trace, twisted his body, and didn't move from the spot. He clearly knew that Yin Haicheng was particular about many things, and he didn't want to give him a chance to scold him.

  Yin Haicheng coughed dryly and said, "The son has already used it."

  This is actually a lie, he just finished his morning exercise and hasn't had time to eat breakfast yet. However, he also knows that the food here at his mother's place has always been simple and in small portions, and as a martial general with a huge appetite, he doesn't dare to grab food hastily.

  The old lady's gaze fell on Yin Haicheng instantly.

  However, the old lady had her own plans. She didn't want to see her son and grandson so estranged from each other, hoping they could be closer to each other.

  Unable to outdo Old Madam, Yin Haicheng also sat down on the couch, facing Yin Ruofei across from Old Madam.

  Since he was a child, Yin Ruofei couldn't remember how many meals he had with his father. He didn't remember when he was young, and after growing up, his mother had passed away, so there wasn't even an opportunity for that. Now that he had this chance, he naturally wouldn't let it slip by. As he ate the pancakes rolled up by Biyu, he frequently sized up his opponent with big eyes.

  Yin Haicheng, as a military general, had an enormous appetite. The food his mother had prepared was barely enough to fill him halfway. He drank the porridge that Biyu had helped him with, feeling a slight itch in his teeth, and gazed at Yin Ruofei across from him, who was stealing glances at him while savoring her own food.

  "Bijade sister, I'll have the meat bun." Seeing Yin Haicheng's fiery gaze, Yin Ruofei suddenly felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction. Didn't they say they already ate? Old Madame isn't eating either, so it's just right that he gets to have it all to himself.

  The old lady looked at her little grandson with kindness, eating sweetly and in large mouthfuls, not speaking or sleeping. The three masters had nothing to say, and Biyu also silently served the young Seventh Master.

  The old lady had a bowl of porridge, a small sesame oil flower roll with a few bites of small dishes, and then put down her chopsticks. Yin Haicheng slowly ground the small bowl of porridge that he could finish in one mouthful. In comparison, Yin Ruofei drank two bowls of porridge, ate a small flower roll, two buns, and even used pancakes to wrap up more than half a plate of roasted meat.

  Yin Haicheng couldn't help it, "Eat less." It's not that he cared too much about his son, but rather that his stomach was growling, watching the little rabbit opposite him eating with relish. Especially when the kid took a bite and looked at him, as if using him as a garnish to eat.

  Yin Ruofei raised her eyes and looked at him, slowly swallowing the last mouthful of baozi, nodding. "Grandma, I'm full."

  The old lady looked at him with a tangled expression, wanting to speak but stopping herself. She was afraid that he hadn't eaten enough, yet also afraid that he had eaten too much. In the end, she could only look at Yin Haicheng and smile, "This child's appetite is really not bad."

  Bi Yu took away the dishes with a few little maids, and then brewed tea again. She presented it to the three masters. The old lady waved her hand, and Bi Yu retreated.

  Yin Ruofei sat properly on one side, listening to Old Madam and her father chatting idly.

  "Feier is also eight years old, today Liniang came to my place to pay respects, saw Feier and smiled saying that Feier should also go to school. I thought about it and agreed, Feier is your legitimate son, just studying literature won't do, I was thinking, from tomorrow on, you can bring him along too, let him follow Jin Yuan to learn martial arts!" The old lady spoke before Xiaolin Shi could say anything, so that the little woman wouldn't whisper any nonsense into her own son's ear.

  "This... Fei'er is still young..." Yin Haicheng thought for a moment, looked up to see the old lady's unhappy face, and hastily changed his words, "It's just that he's small, so he can't be indulged. Starting tomorrow, Fei'er, you'll follow your older brother to practice martial arts!"

  "Yes, Father."

  Having settled the matter, Old Madam's heart was also put at ease, and she chatted casually with her son about family affairs. They also talked about matters in the manor, and Old Madam couldn't help but grumble a few sentences. Seeing that Old Madam's mood wasn't bad, Yin Haicheng brought up a small matter that Lin Shi had been begging him about for days.

  "Support the legitimate wife?" The old lady smiled, but that smile carried a few hints of coldness. Was Xiao Lin still thinking of becoming the mistress of this marquis's manor? "Is the marquis trying to bring shame to this manor?"

  "What did Mother say?"

  "A wife is a wife, and a concubine is a concubine. A concubine can never be promoted to the status of a wife for her entire life - this is the ancestral rule. As an official appointed by the imperial court, if you act in such a ridiculous manner, it will not only bring shame to your noble house, but also risk offending the emperor!"

  Yin Haicheng's face showed a difficult expression as he listened. He had indeed expected this, otherwise he wouldn't have ignored Xiaolin's messages for half a year. Now that Dalin was gone, Xiaolin was being even more demanding, and Yin had come to Old Madam with the intention of trying his luck. If Old Madam agreed, it would be justifiable in court, saying only that Xiaolin and his late wife were close sisters, and the old madam was fond of her, so she wanted to support her as the new mistress. However, he hadn't expected Old Madam to show no signs of ambiguity on this matter, and instead seemed quite dissatisfied with Xiaolin.

  The old lady didn't mind her son seeing her dissatisfaction, and turned to ask Yin Ruofei, "Ruofei, what do you think?"

  Yin Ruofei naturally did not want to support Xiao Lin's promotion, as she already had a deep foundation in the mansion. If she were to be promoted again, it would likely make things even more difficult for him in the future. However, he couldn't say these words out loud, or else people would suspect that someone of his age was speaking out of turn and might even stir up trouble. The old lady clearly didn't like Xiao Lin, but now she wanted him to speak up, so there must be some consideration behind it.

  "...although Auntie is a concubine, she's also the children's stepmother, and the child has no right to discuss this."

  Yin Haicheng heard his response and felt discontented in his heart, "She is also your aunt!"

  "Ever since she became a concubine and married into this marquis's household, the term 'aunt' is not to be mentioned. In this household, there is only Concubine Lin, no mistress who is the sister of the master!" The old lady was displeased. At this moment, her son remembered his relatives, and thinking that his grandson might be mistreated by the servants under Concubine Lin's orders, he didn't know where to vent his anger!

  Yin Haicheng saw Old Madam getting angry and hastily stood up to apologize. Just then, Biyu came in to report that Ziling had arrived.

  "Oh? What's this little girl doing here, is she afraid I'll bully her master?" The old lady laughed and Yin Ruo Fei snuggled up close to the old lady, muttering softly in a spoiled tone.

  Zi Ling came in and presented it to the old lady. The Marquis of Zhenjiang paid his respects one after another, and then picked up the basket in his hand.

  "What's that?" Yin Haicheng curiously looked at the basket, which was covered with a piece of white gauze, and couldn't see what was inside.

  "Back to Master Hou, Seventh Master asked me to make some pastries for the old madam. I didn't dare delay, so I quickly baked them and sent them over to the old madam."