Rong’er nuzzled into Qian Jiyun’s chest before turning his head to speak to his mother.

“Okay.” An Jiuyue was initially stunned by her emptied hands. She simply nodded at her son after he called out to her.

For some reason, there was a sense of sourness in her heart.

They are father and son, after all. Despite only knowing each other for a few days, they are already intimate. I can’t compare to that.

“I’ll cook, but you’ll still have to start the fire, Rong’er.”

She knew that Qian Jiyun would have to leave eventually and did not want the boys to become too reliant on him. She had never asked her children to light a fire or wash the vegetables. This was the first time she initiated and called Rong’er to the kitchen with her.

Wei Na thought, that’s what they call jealousy.

Rong’er did not suspect anything and nodded happily. “Okay!”

An Jiuyue looked at Qian Jiyun and asked, “You’re here? When do you intend to leave?”

Qian Yiyun heard her question as she walked down the treehouse, nearly missing a step and tumbling down.

She rubbed the tip of her nose, feeling sorry for her brother. He had just arrived, but her sister-in-law was already chasing him away. She seemed wary of men.

“Sister Jiuyue, my brother said that he has settled his matters. You saved us, so I wanted to do something more for you. Aren’t you reclaiming the mountainous land over there?

“Besides, we don’t have much firewood left. We have to chop up more. My brother can do all of this.”

Yan Nuo had already been chased away by Qian Jiyun. He was not allowed to return to the treehouse before Qian Jiyun could woo An Jiuyue back.

Upon hearing her words, An Jiuyue looked at Qian Jiyun in surprise. “You’re both staying here?”

Did he discover something?

I thought he would leave with Qian Yiyun immediately or leave 1000 taels of silver as repayment for saving their lives.

But now he’s moving in? What’s going on?

“Yiyun likes this place, so I thought I’ll let her stay here for a while longer.” Qian Jiyun stared deeply into his wife’s eyes.

Why did I not notice the wariness in her eyes when she spoke to me? It seems like I’m not attentive enough.

He added after some thought, “It’s rare for me to have some leisure time too. Would you mind if we stay a little longer at your house, Miss An?”

An Jiuyue was silent.

Can I say that I’m very unwilling?

But Qian Yiyun has been here for so many days. If I’m unhappy about it, I should have expressed that a long time ago instead of waiting until now, right?

“I only have three rooms in my house. As you can see, there are… a lot of people here now.”

Qian Jiyun raised an eyebrow.

Is this an indirect rejection?

“Well…”

Rong’er’s voice interrupted them. “Mother, it’s okay. Xiao Zhou and Xiao Xing can sleep with Aunt Yiyun. Xiao Lu can sleep with you, and we can sleep with Uncle Qian.”

Xiao Lu¹ was the nickname for the little boy that An Jiuyue found while buying cabbages. She named him An Yilu.

An Jiuyue was surprised.

These little traitors! Who raised you?

But then again, what kind of luck does Qian Jiyun have? He has two good sons who are siding with him even before finding out he’s their father! So ridiculous!