Yang Chuxia and Ye Zi'an exchanged glances and then followed into the house.
"Lele, go and greet Uncle Shaoling." Mu Shaoling was older than Ye Zi'an, so he should be addressed as an uncle.
Lele glanced at his parents and then at Mu Shaoling, who was holding his younger brother in his arms, and toddled over, "Hello, Uncle!"
Mu Shaoling patted his head and took out a jade pendant from his robes, placing it in Lele's hand, "What a good boy you are, much better behaved than your father. Your dad has never once called me 'brother.' This is from your uncle, have fun playing with it."
Upon hearing this, Ye Zi'an's mouth twitched, and he looked up at the beams as if he had heard nothing.
Lele looked at the jade pendant in his hand, then at Yang Chuxia. Seeing Yang Chuxia nod, he said, "Thank you, Uncle."
"No need to thank me, indeed, you have much better manners than your dad."
Ye Zi'an, who was constantly being compared, finally spoke up, "His manners are all taught by his father."