The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 210

Chapter 210: Chapter 192, Lucky Star_1

“How did you two end up here playing chess, making us search high and low for you!”

Having not seen Daohua and Xiao Yeyang return for a while, Yan Wenkai brought a large group of people to look for them and, seeing the two in the pavilion, he followed them in.

Seeing the crowd approaching, Daohua and Xiao Yeyang each set down their chess pieces.

“Haha, what kind of chess are you two playing? Forgive my poor eyesight, but I didn’t understand it at all.”

Looking at the messy chess pieces on the board, Yan Wenkai was completely baffled.

Dong Yuanxuan and a few others glanced at the chessboard and were also somewhat astonished.

To play the pieces in such a disordered fashion was indeed a talent of its own.

Everyone noticed that neither of them seemed very happy, which left them puzzled – had they quarreled again?

Daohua, not wanting her mood to affect the others, smiled and scattered the chess pieces on the board: “I was just playing with Xiao Yeyang.”

Yan Wenkai came over, patted Daohua on the shoulder, and joked, “Big sister, your chess skills are somewhat atrocious. Even I can’t lose to you.”

Daohua immediately retorted, “That’s because I wasn’t playing seriously. If I were serious, it would be quite frightening,” she said, waving her fist in the air.

At that moment, Xiao Yeyang joined in, “Losing in less than ten moves, isn’t that quite frightening?”

Daohua wasn’t annoyed and, with a raised eyebrow, replied, “That’s because I encountered a freak. Against a normal person, I would definitely be awesome.”

Seeing her proud rather than embarrassed, Xiao Yeyang chuckled and did not argue with her.

Everyone saw that the two were fine and also laughed along.

Daohua took Zhou Jingwan by the arm and said with a smile, “Alright, let’s head back. It’s almost time for dinner.”

Only then did everyone gradually leave the pavilion.

…

The front courtyard.

“How are things, nothing went wrong, right?” Yan Zhigao asked Butler Sun.

After delivering the Blood Swallow Cake to Shuangxin Courtyard, Butler Sun, worried that something might have happened, quickly went to the front courtyard to report his encounter with Daohua to Yan Zhigao.

Yan Zhigao knew the Blood Swallow Cake was made by his eldest daughter, and knowing there wasn’t much of it – just barely two platters – only enough for the old lady and Madam, the latter of whom, concerned for his health, had given him hers. Yet he had given it to the Lin Family, and had been caught red-handed by his daughter, leaving him feeling somewhat uneasy.

Butler Sun quickly replied, “Nothing’s wrong. The eldest miss and the Little Prince were sitting in the pavilion for a while, and after talking for a bit, they’ve now gone to the old lady’s courtyard.”

Yan Zhigao breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and paced back and forth in the room before saying to Butler Sun, “A few days ago, I heard from Qian Tongzhi that a new dessert shop has opened in Xingzhou City, and the taste is not bad. Go buy some and send it to Madam.”

Butler Sun hesitated for a moment, then asked, “Just for Madam?”

Yan Zhigao paused, then nodded, “Yes, only for Madam. Say that I found it delicious and want her to try it.”

A shock went through Butler Sun’s heart.

It should be noted that in the past, whatever was bought, if there was a portion for Madam, there would certainly be one for the mistress of the Lin Family.

After everyone left, Yan Zhigao sat there, somewhat lost in thought.

Before, incidents like today’s would not have bothered him in the slightest, but this time, he felt a sense of guilt and remorse.

‘Mother busies herself for this family from morning till night, what has the mistress from the Lin Family done?’

‘Father, the one who has supported this family with you, is my mother.’

‘You shouldn’t overlook Mother’s contributions, nor should you take them for granted.’

‘Son, a hundred years from now, the one buried with you in the Yan Family ancestral grave will be of the Li Family, that Lin Family mistress is merely a concubine. Be clear about who is the main wife and who is subordinate.’

Remembering the eldest daughter’s accusations and his mother’s earnest advice, Yan Zhigao rubbed his temples with a headache.

Just then, Mr. Lin from the Liao Family entered with a smile, “Brother-in-law, I heard that my sister recently can only eat with some pickles, and my mother made some. I’ve brought some over for her and I’ll deliver them in a bit, and check on her, too.”

At this, Yan Zhigao’s frown deepened and he asked with a displeased tone, “What did you call me?”