Upon hearing that her son had gone through all the trouble of chasing the White Fox for more than ten miles, she couldn't help but feel sour and deliberately teased him.
"Little Qingluo is not an outsider, she's our sister, it's perfectly natural for a brother to give a gift to his sister. How is that trying to please her?"
Lin Jinyang wasn't happy and stubbornly argued with his neck stiffened.
"Why haven't I seen you showing some filial piety and catching one for your old mother too?"
Second Aunt Lin got even angrier when she heard this, and she slapped him on the back of his head, chastising him with her hands on her hips.
"Second Aunt, if you like it, you can take it and raise it yourself."
Su Qingluo watched the mother and son bickering with a warm, smiling expression on her face.
Perhaps this is the correct way for the Duke of Zhen's household to raise their sons.
"Ah, ah, Second Aunt didn't mean that, take the White Fox, don't be polite to your brother."
