"Alright, alright, you and Yin Yang must love each other. If Yin Yang bullies you, just tell Grandpa," said Professor Song, feeling even more pleased when he heard Xu Mumu call him Grandpa.

"Sure." Xu Mumu replied with a sweet smile. Compared to having a mother-in-law above her, she naturally preferred Professor Song, who treated her extremely well.

The situation at Yin Yang’s house was quite simple, which Xu Mumu quite liked.

After lunch, everyone in the family left the courtyard to give the young couple some space.

The once bustling courtyard suddenly felt empty, something Xu Mumu wasn’t quite used to.

"Why are you daydreaming?" Yin Yang pinched Xu Mumu’s nose. Her skin was fair and silky smooth, and he absolutely loved the feeling of touching it.

"A little bored," Xu Mumu admitted honestly.

"Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Yin Yang looked at Xu Mumu helplessly. Previously, he didn’t even have time to relax, and she is already feeling bored. It wasn’t as if there was nothing to do; he had a pile of things yet to do, just thinking about it gave him a headache.

Yin Yang silently planned that in a couple of years, he would have a child with his young wife. Once the child was grown, he could hand over the family’s business, leaving him with more time to accompany Xu Mumu everywhere and do whatever they pleased.

Luckily, Xu Mumu wasn’t aware of Yin Yang’s little scheme — having a child just to pass off the workload? You really are some parent.

"Want to read some books? I brought a few for you," Yin Yang said gently, knowing full well that Xu Mumu wasn’t interested in the matters of the Yin family.

"Bring them over," Xu Mumu nodded.

The books Yin Yang brought were precisely the ones she hadn’t finished reading before. This guy was quite meticulous.

Yin Yang also sat by her side, flipping through the account books. These were the account books of the Yin family from the past few years. Some of them were old accounts. When he went abroad, he was almost tricked — there were still some unclear things on the books.

The two quietly read in the room, creating a very cozy atmosphere.

Li Caixia and the others weren’t idle; Yin Yang gave the camera to Xu Minghui, asking him to take Li Caixia and the others around to have fun, taking more photos with the ample rolls of film he provided.

With Zhou Yunhong driving them around, it was exceedingly convenient to go wherever they wanted.

Since Yin Yang was already his son-in-law, Li Caixia let loose and had fun. Whenever she saw something delicious or something she hadn’t seen before and found interesting, she bought it. The money Xu Mumu had stuffed to her was nearly spent.

Li Caixia bought with joy, and even Qian Ying and Sun Huiping bought quite a bit. Many of these items were souvenirs, others were specialties of the Imperial City. Lin Juan bought the least, mainly because there wasn’t much money.

By evening, Xu Mumu saw her mom return with large and small bags.

"Mom, did you spend a lot? Is the money enough?" Xu Mumu glanced at the pile of things her mom bought. Except for the food, the other things didn’t serve much purpose and were mainly for good looks, serving as souvenirs. They could be shown off back home.

"There’s enough, there’s enough, still haven’t spent it all," Li Caixia said loudly, casting a glance of envy at Lin Juan, feeling very thrilled inside. Her daughter was indeed so capable; both the daughter and son-in-law were great at earning money.

Lin Juan had already succumbed to envy, having seen all the stuff Li Caixia bought. Those things did cost quite a lot of money. She couldn’t bear to buy them, yet Li Caixia bought them without hesitation. She wished for a daughter who could give her so much money to spend.

Looking again at her son who only cared about snacks, Lin Juan felt for the first time that she couldn’t teach her children. Nephews and nieces were obedient, sensible, and could earn money themselves, saving without spending extravagantly. Compared with them, her son was lacking in every way.

No, there was one thing he excelled at — eating.

"Daughter, how does this outfit look? The wool coat really looks nice," Li Caixia asked, flaunting the clothes she had bought, twirling for Xu Mumu to see.

"It looks good. Makes you look several years younger," Xu Mumu said with a smile. She had some mixed feelings about her mom’s taste. The wool coat’s style was ordinary and the patterns were old-fashioned, exactly her mom’s favorite style.

"Right, right, I think so too. I also saw someone here with curly hair; I’m going to get a perm tomorrow since my hair has grown quite long," Li Caixia said merrily. After witnessing many people from the Imperial City, she felt out of trend. She even inquired where she could get her hair permed.

"No need, I guess." Xu Mumu hesitated, glancing at her mom’s wool coat. Paired with curls, whether large waves or small, it would be quite a sight; her mom had such confidence to want a perm.

"Why not, come with me tomorrow. Your hair is long, how long has it been since you took care of it? If you curl it, it will definitely look better than the girl I met today," Li Caixia said with extraordinary confidence in her daughter’s appearance.

Xu Xue, holding Kangkang, couldn’t help but twitch her mouth. Li Caixia’s taste was always unique. With her broad face, any hairstyle wouldn’t look good. If Xu Mumu got curls, it might actually turn out alright.

"Mom, I won’t get a perm. Perming damages the hair, making it coarse and dry, which is hard to manage later. You shouldn’t either," Xu Mumu said seriously, not wanting to face her mom’s odd look if she did.

"Really?" Li Caixia hesitated.

"Of course it’s true. I never lie to you. Mom, are you hungry? I’ll get you some snacks," Xu Mumu quickly went to fetch something, not wanting to face her mom any longer.

Dinner was soon ready. The family gathered around lively; they had been to the Imperial City several times already and were getting used to it. Life seemed good here, more prosperous than the provincial city.

After dinner, Xu Mumu continued reading her book, while Professor Song and the others moved over to stay a few days. Yin Yang went to chat with them.

When Yin Yang returned, Xu Mumu was lying on the bed reading a book Xu Minghui had brought her, a storybook meant to kill time and not constantly think about studying, as knowledge has no end.

Xu Mumu read with great interest; the stories were quite interesting.

"What are you reading?" Yin Yang’s gentle voice sounded above her. Xu Mumu looked up; this guy had already taken a bath. What was next was pretty self-evident.

"A storybook, my brother bought it for me to pass the time," Xu Mumu said with a blush. Perhaps this was the downside of being married.

"Your big brother is thoughtful. If you like them, I’ll buy you a bunch next time," Yin Yang said with a warm smile.