"Ayan, Ayan, I want to eat chestnut cake." Yuchi, the meat doll sitting in front of the door steps, sped up when he saw the familiar sedan. On the other hand, the eldest son of the Su family saw this little trouble again before he entered the house. He was staggering towards him holding a belly bigger than his head in his chubby hands. With a long arm, the helpless Su Yan held the baby in his left hand and rubbed his temples with his right hand and walked towards the main room. As he walked, he asked: "You left the house privately this morning and followed my sedan to Fumanlou. Didn't I order a plate for you?" "The young master of the Wei family in Huaili smashed his mouth and replied: "How can one plate be enough?" "Then at noon, you lied to Uncle Fu and said that only chestnut cake can cure stomachache, and the plate you ate does not count?" "I am still growing. Of course, I need to eat more to grow taller." "Oh? Really?" Su Yan looked at Yuchi in his arms with a dark face. His big, watery eyes were full of hope. He dared to use his words to block him. This kid has really grown up! "Uncle Fu." "Yes, Master." "Did you hear what the young master of the Wei family said?" "After hearing this, young master, I immediately went to the kitchen to order an extra dish of steamed silver carp." "As soon as he heard that fish was going to be eaten for dinner, Yuchi struggled out of Su Yan's arms, holding his belly with his short legs and going to chase the housekeeper. "Come back!" Yuchi, who was busy fighting to escape from eating fish, heard the dull order. His body trembled reflexively, and his big eyes with tears flashed down as he looked down at Su Yan, and then looked back at Uncle Fu who had gone away. In the distance, Uncle Fu could be heard sighing, "Oh, I have to plug my ears with cotton to sleep again tonight. "