The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1943: Too Horrible to Look At

Chapter 1943: Chapter 1943: Too Horrible to Look At

"Heh."

Yue Tianze laughed upon hearing his mother’s words but said nothing.

Did anyone believe what his mother said? Well, he certainly didn’t.

Luo Mianyi grew even more angry as she watched her son’s reaction, unable to restrain herself from raising her hand to point at Yue Tianze’s nose.

"You little rascal, stop spouting nonsense. Even if Chushui is not good, he’s still my son. Also, don’t you ever say such things in front of your younger brother, got it?"

Yue Tianze: "..."

When had he ever said such things in front of Yue Tianhao?

How could she so unjustly accuse him?

"You’re such a grown man, yet you can’t even be as obedient as your younger brother."

Luo Mianyi looked somewhat disdainfully at her son who had grown big enough to make his own decisions and have his own ideas.

Indeed, the old saying that a mother can’t control an adult son is truly correct!

"Your brother even knows how to help me with my burdens. What about you? You spend so much time out there, and when you come back, you only know how to upset me. How did I give birth to a son like you?"

With those words, she turned around and walked away briskly.

Yue Tianze: "!!!"

He vaguely remembered that it was his mother herself who had brought up the idea when he went with his elder brother to train with the disciples of Yuzun Academy, wasn’t it?

Why was she now blaming him for it?

Did he want to go? It was his mother who suggested it, saying it would do him good to gain some experience by venturing out!

"Women are so fickle!"

He watched his mother’s retreating figure and muttered.

...

In a small town not far from the Yue Clan.

Yue Chushui had bought a house here, a little nest he had prepared for himself.

When he had free time, he would come here to plant some vegetables and then buy some medicinal herb seeds to grow in the yard.

Right now, Yue Chushui was holding a brush, drawing something on paper. The ground was littered with discarded paper, all wasted from attempts at drawing; his brows were tightly furrowed.

"I am really useless."

It was only after a long while that he set the brush down, looking at the chaotic portrait in front of him.

He learned from a letter that it was very possible that his uncle, rather than disappearing, had come to the Illusion Continent. So, he wanted to make a portrait of his uncle and then ask someone to start looking for him.

But because he didn’t often follow the Liu couple to the Lin Family for visits, his impression of Lin Baizhong wasn’t very strong—just a glimpse here and there.

Now, even with his great drawing skills, he was unable to capture the likeness of his Uncle Lin Baizhong.

And to make matters worse, his drawing skills were truly... abysmal.

Unable to complete the portrait, he sat down and looked toward the door of the study, "I wonder when Sister Sangsang and the others will come over. Will they come to the Yue Clan to find me first?"

Originally, he wanted to look for his uncle first, but the Illusion Continent was so vast, a sea of unfamiliar faces—where could he even start?

With this thought, he couldn’t help feeling annoyed at himself for having been on Illusion Continent for over a year. Aside from practicing, he had completely forgotten to make even a few friends, even if they were friends of convenience.

"Should I go back to the Yue Clan first?"

He stood up and asked himself.

If Sister Sangsang and the others came, they would definitely go to the Yue Clan first, right?

And if he was not there when they arrived, what would he do if Luo Mianyi turned them away?