You Er earnestly said, "Practicing martial arts with my master."
Grandmaster Xie gave You Er a thumbs up, "Good boy with a promising future."
Then he asked playfully, "Do your dad and mom fight at home?"
You Er cheerfully replied, "No, they don't fight."
Jiang Youzhi smiled with satisfaction at his son's answer.
He and Jiao Jiao were deeply in love, so how could they possibly fight?
Just as he was about to relish the moment, You Er added, "My dad is scared of my mom, he doesn't dare to fight with her."
The whole table burst into laughter.
Jiang Youzhi's face darkened, and he quietly admonished You Er, "Don't speak nonsense." You Er blinked, unclear if he understood or not.
Grandmaster Xie laughed the loudest; usually, the younger Jiang Youzhi was serious and solemn in court, even more steady and boring than these old guys.
Having the chance to see the Grand Secretary's embarrassing moment, they were very willing.
