Ye Xingbei: "..."
She tilted her head to look at Gu Junzhu: "Hey, how come your son has no sense of possessiveness? He's so generous to share me around."
Gu Junzhu said: "He's broad-minded and doesn't lack love."
"No," Ye Xingbei said: "I think it's because he's the silly son of a landlord, lacking in sense!"
Gu Junzhu: "…Do you have to talk about your own son like that?"
Ye Xingbei said: "Only a mom would say something like this!"
Gu Junzhu: "…You have a point, it's fine if you say it, but if someone else said..."
Ye Xingbei: "He's not foolish!"
"My son isn't foolish either," Gu Junzhu said: "Look, we wanted to accept Qin Junye as a disciple, and it didn't take much of our effort, Xiao Shumiao negotiated it on his own. He's only five years old, speaks clearly and logically. How capable is our son?"
"True," Ye Xingbei looked at the three children, smiling: "Look at Xiao Shu and Qin Junye, they seem to get along well and are quite chatty."
