The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1703: Eating, Drinking, and Excreting All Here

Chapter 1703: Chapter 1703: Eating, Drinking, and Excreting All Here

Yue Chong: "..."

Luo Mianyi: "!!!"

This son, she really wanted to just slap him unconscious.

Not in pain just now yet he cried out so miserably? Does he not resemble the Third Young Master of the Yue Clan at all anymore?

"I’m not in pain, then get me down."

Yue Tianhao naturally instructed Yue Chushui.

On hearing this, Yue Chushui shook his head, thinking to himself that he was still just a child, and seeing Yue Tianhao’s silly simple look reminded him of Lin Changyi.

He sighed lightly and took a porcelain bottle from his waist, opened the cap, dripped a drop of the liquid inside onto the gate, and the next moment, he directly pulled Yue Tianhao out.

"I came out? I actually came out?"

Yue Tianhao turned in a circle on the spot, then looked at his hands that had been restricted before, turning his head to look at Yue Chushui.

"I actually escaped so easily, this gate..."

Saying so, his slightly chubby hand still wanted to poke the gate, trying to see if he could get out again.

However, before he could get close, a palm reached out and slapped him back.

"What are you doing!"

He glared at Yue Chushui with anger.

"It’s not what I want to do, you probably want to suffer, right?" Yue Chushui squinted his eyes and spoke to him.

"If you go in again, I won’t save you, of course, you won’t die, but you’ll be stuck on this gate forever, having your meals and attending to your needs right here. How does that sound, hmm?"

"What?!"

Yue Tianhao almost had a heart attack, quickly hugged himself, and took several large steps back, hiding straight into his mother’s embrace.

"Chushui, what exactly did you put on your own gate? How is anyone supposed to enter?" Yue Chong looked at his son somewhat displeased and asked coldly.

"Naturally, it’s for self-protection."

Yue Chushui turned around, looking at Yue Chong.

"Father, there is only me in this courtyard. Usually, hardly anyone comes, and I have no spiritual power to protect me. Surely, you don’t think I’m safe alone in this courtyard, do you?"

He retorted to Yue Chong.

"I..."

Yue Chong opened his mouth, unsure of how to respond.

"You child, wasn’t it you who sent away the servants? How did it become your father’s fault now?" Luo Mianyi looked at Yue Chushui reproachfully and said.

"Who knows who sent those servants? I don’t want to die young." Yue Chushui chuckled lightly, looking earnestly at Luo Mianyi, and said.

"This..."

Luo Mianyi had nothing to say.

In these unpredictable times, she dared not impose any person on Yue Chushui, risking acquiring a mean reputation.

Although Yue Chushui was nominally her son, within the Yue Family, many people knew that Yue Chushui was her sister’s son, and if she handled it poorly, she definitely would be criticized by outsiders.

Even if she genuinely disdained Yue Chushui, she still had to put on a façade of a loving mother.

"Even if you don’t like them, another day, mother herself will choose a few for you..."

"No need, mother."

Yue Chushui shook his head, directly interrupting her.

"I can live well alone. Before in... the Wastelands, I survived just fine, and here it can be the same, nothing needs to change, nor is there need to change."

His dismissing those servants and maids was not entirely because of their questionable identities.