Yu Jingting got home in the middle of the night from a business trip. The gates of his house were locked, so he decided to climb over the courtyard wall.
He felt something was off as soon as he touched the wall. His instincts told him something wasn't right below.
Yu Jingting quickly jumped to the other side, narrowly avoiding a sack flying towards him.
Yu Jingting: ???
"Old man! Are you messing with me?"
"Hmph, sharp kid. That's no fun." Uncle Four put away his sack, his plan of giving his son a 'surprise' thwarted.
"Who bags their son in a sack?"
"Didn't you do that to me once? Did I hold a grudge?"
Yu Jingting snorted. He was right, the old man did not hold that against him, but he was clearly holding a grudge now.
Laying an ambush at this late hour instead of sleeping, his father had no sense of propriety.
"I can't be bothered with you, I need to see my wife."
