The Spirited Daughter-in-law and the Mountain Man
Chapter 1608 Son is truly filial 1

Chapter 1608: 1608 Son is truly filial 1

The perfunctory tone displeased Little Ye’er, "Mom, you’re treating me like a child..."

"You are a child."

"Hmph." Little Ye’er pouted, "One day I will grow up."

"When you grow up, Mom will be old." Su Qingyue sighed.

Little Ye’er stared into his mother’s clear eyes, his bright pupils filled with reluctance, "If Ye’er never grows up, Mom can stay young, then Ye’er is willing to be a child forever."

"Silly son." Su Qingyue hugged his small body tightly, "How could it be okay if you don’t grow up? In Mom’s eyes, no matter how old you get in the future, you will always be my son."

"Mom..." Little Ye’er gave Su Qingyue a kiss on the face.

Yinzhu stood by, watching the tender bond between Young Lady and Young Master, feeling deeply moved as well.

Seeing no one else around, Little Ye’er reached to touch behind Su Qingyue’s ear, removing the human skin mask from her face, "Mom, wearing the mask all the time suffocates your skin, there’s no outsider here, so take it off." He had long known about his mother’s disguise.

"Mm." Qingyue nodded.

Little Ye’er fiddled with the human skin mask, staring at his mother’s stunning real face, "Mom, you are truly beautiful."

"You little rascal, such sweet words." Su Qingyue tapped his forehead.

Little Ye’er sulked, "I’m being honest. The porridge is in the living room, it’s getting cold, let’s go and eat first."

"Alright." Su Qingyue carried her son to the small living room, where the table in the center had several types of fruits and a large bowl of porridge, all meant to clear heat and reduce fire.

Ever since her son started learning medicine, he paid extra attention to her health, decocting medicine himself whenever she felt unwell, or asking the servants to prepare some ingredients for food therapy.

Such a considerate and filial son was truly a treasure given to her by heaven.

Yinzhu wanted to serve the porridge for her master, but Little Ye’er climbed down from Su Qingyue’s arms, got on the chair, and while using a bowl and spoon to serve the porridge, said, "Aunt Yinzhu, let me do it."

"Young Master is indeed filial." Yinzhu praised sincerely.

"I only have one mom, if I don’t show filial piety to her, then to whom?" Little Ye’er smiled sweetly, with two rows of neat and bright little teeth.

Su Qingyue looked at Little Ye’er’s smile, suddenly recalling her third brother’s set of bright white teeth, realizing how much her son resembled him.

It’s been five years since her third brother disappeared, during which time she never intentionally sought his whereabouts.

Now that he has resurfaced, will he fight her for Ye’er?

Her gaze slightly narrowed, with a ruthless gleam flashing in her eyes, Ye’er is her treasure, anyone who tries to take him will die!

Little Ye’er noticed his mom’s murderous intent, calmly said, "Mom, you’ve had a killing thought."

"Did it scare you?" Su Qingyue did not deny it.

"No." Ye’er shook his head, "If Mom wants to kill someone, it must be because they deserve to die."

"Good boy." Su Qingyue patted Ye’er’s little head.

Little Ye’er squatted on the chair, holding the bowl in one hand, scooping a spoonful of porridge and brought it to Su Qingyue’s lips, "Mom, open your mouth."

Su Qingyue was somewhat amused and exasperated, "I am already an adult, do I still need you to feed me?"

Why does she feel more like a child while her son seems more like the adult?

"Mom is twenty-one years old, son remembers it clearly." Little Ye’er blew on the porridge, "Mom, be good, drink it. No talking while eating or sleeping, you can chat with me after finishing the meal."

"Oh." She obediently nodded.