"Haven't eaten yet, come back." Zhang Changyang quickly chased after and also got on the roof, soon disappearing from sight.
The people here exchanged glances and then collectively burst into laughter.
"What's going on exactly?" Dong Wenxiu looked at Yang Ruxin with a worried face.
"Don't ask me, I don't know either, and even if I did, I couldn't say." Yang Ruxin wiped away the tears from laughing, "Let's just eat, ignore them." That old man Changyangzi has such a funny side too.
"Fighting like this all the time isn't ideal though." Feng Zilan sighed.
"Mother, rest assured, people have their own ways of getting along. Some are like respectful guests, some are like happy foes, and some just bicker and squabble. The more these two fuss, the better their relationship might turn out to be."
"Is that so." Feng Zilan frowned for a moment, but ultimately stopped worrying.
