Erliang picked up all the hawthorns from the ground, looking somewhat sulky, "Am I really so bad at everything? Even picking hawthorns turned into a mess."
Muniang said gravely, "That's right, so from now on you should obediently follow Dahei."
Dahei: Woof woof woof!
Erliang felt wronged, "I was clearly looking for comfort, okay? And I don't want to follow Dahei!"
Muniang curled her lips, as if she couldn't hear Erliang's inner plea, said goodbye to Li Cheng and his sister, and then pulled Erliang away.
Seeing that Muniang was in a good mood, Erliang asked, "What if the Qiao family doesn't let things go? I heard that Old Madam Qiao is notoriously difficult to deal with."
Muniang, holding Erliang's arm, laughed, "I have my husband to protect me, what's there to fear?"
Erliang immediately straightened his back, "Exactly, exactly! I will protect my wife!"
Muniang smiled, not wanting Erliang to wallow in self-blame; it was this vibrant Erliang who was truly adorable.
