Farming Space Makes Me Rich

Translator: Lonelytree

Old Master Yan and his family left the Taoyuan Village that night.

Although Old Master Yan really wanted to stay, there was no place for him in Taoyuan Village for the time being.

When Old Master Yan left, he said with tears in his eyes, “Old chief, I don’t want to leave you!”

Everyone, “…”

It was as if they were husband and wife leaving each other.

When Old Master Gong saw him cry, he felt a headache coming on, “Xiao Yan, how many times have you cried today? You’re only going home, not going to the battlefield. Why do you make it look like this is a final parting?

“Plus, look around! Aren’t you ashamed with so many juniors watching?”

Old Master Yan held onto Old Master Gong’s hand and refused to let go. The juniors covered their mouths and tried their best to hold back their laughter. They laughed until their shoulders trembled.

Yan Siming and Yan Ruyu covered their faces. Their grandfather was too embarrassing.

Yan Siming put down his hand and walked to Old Master Yan’s side. “Grandfather, if you like it here, how about I build you a house here?” Yan Siming noticed Taoyuan Village was a good place to heal and recuperate. After all, Gong Tianhao sent his grandfather here for that reason. And reality proved that Old Master Gong’s health did improve after moving here.

When Old Master Yan heard this, he immediately stopped crying. He asked, “Ming ‘Er, are you sure? You’ll build a house for me here?”

“Yes!” Yan Siming said.

But he was a little worried!

If his grandfather lived in Taoyuan Village, then his pursuit of Xiao Lingyu would definitely be met with obstruction.

O well, as long as he could move Xiao Lingyu and get her to agree to be his wife, he could resolve the problems at home eventually.

Old Master Yan immediately stated his request, “The house must be built next to the Gong Family. I don’t need many rooms, but the courtyard has to be big, and the environment must be good…”

Yan Siming nodded. “Alright, grandfather, no problem. I’ll definitely do as you say!”

Old Master Yan nodded in satisfaction. “Mm, that’s good.” Then, he turned to Old Master Gong and said, “Old chief, we will be neighbors in the future.”

Old Master Gong nodded. “Yes, that’s good.”

Then, the Yan family quickly left.

Yan Siming and Yan Ruyu drove back in their car. Old Master Yan had his driver.

When they returned to the Yan family’s large villa in City Z that spanned several thousand square meters, Yan Zheng’s expression immediately became solemn. All the servants and nannies of the Yan family came out to welcome them.

Old Master Yan got out of the car and sternly instructed the butler, “Get the eldest young master to come to my study!”

He knew it was impossible to talk about what happened in Taoyuan Village before the Xiao Family. Therefore, Yan Zheng had remained silent about Yan Siming’s pursuit of Xiao Ling and his request to marry her.

Yan Siming knocked on the study door.

As soon as Yan Siming entered the study, Old Master Yan said sternly, “Kneel down!”

Yan Siming knelt down and asked, “Grandfather, I didn’t do anything wrong. Why should I kneel?”

“You’re still asking me why?!” Old Master Yan immediately threw a jade cup that was worth a million at Yan Siming. Yan Siming caught it quickly and tried to persuade him, “Grandfather, you can hit me, but you shouldn’t waste money. This is the Chen Dynasty Cup that is worth three million!”

Old Master Yan glared, and his face turned green with anger. He pointed angrily at Yan Siming, “You… You unfilial grandson, are you questioning me now?”

Yan Siming held the cup and didn’t say anything. Silence meant yes.

Old Master Yan was so angry that his entire body was trembling. He pointed at Yan Siming and scolded, “You unfilial son…”

“Grandfather, I’m not your son, but your grandson.” The kneeling Yan Siming reminded him.

“You… Get lost!” Old Master Yan pointed at the door and shouted.

Yan Siming nodded, “Grandfather, then I’ll go. Please don’t be angry anymore.” After saying that, Yan Siming put down the cup in his hand and immediately ran out of the door.

Old Master Yan reacted immediately and shouted, “Stop, come back!” But in his heart, he was cursing, ‘Little Brat, I almost fell for your trick again.’

Yan Siming, who was about to run out of the door, paused, turned around, and said with confusion, “Grandpa, didn’t you tell me to get lost?”

Old Master Yan sneered and said, “That was earlier, and this is now. Now, I want you to come back here and continue kneeling!”

Yan Siming obliged. He thought, ‘It looks like I can’t escape this time.’

Yan Zheng shouted, “Tell me, what’s going on between you and that… that Xiao Lingyu?”

Yan Siming replied carelessly, “Grandfather, you already heard what happened. You should know everything already.”

“How am I supposed to know everything?” Old Master Gong slammed his walking stick on the ground and asked in an unusually angry tone, “Since you’re not the man who slept with Xiao Lingyu, why did you admit it? Do you know how much face I’ve lost today?

“I went to that girl’s parents to propose marriage because I thought she was pregnant with your child. I even called her parents our in-laws!

“But in the end, all of this was a blunder!”

“But we’ve already explained the misunderstanding, right?” Yan Siming said.

“Yes, we did!” Yan Zheng said, “But I’d rather I was still caught in that misunderstanding.” It made him happy for nothing. He thought that he really had a great-grandson to hug already.

Old Master Yan took a deep breath and said, “Alright, since that child has nothing to do with you, just keep a distance from them in the future.”

“No!” Yan Siming shook his head firmly. “Grandfather, I like Xiao Lingyu, and I want to marry her. Please give me your blessing, grandfather!”

“You want me to give you my blessing?” Yan Zheng said, “Do you know how much that will injure the Yan Family? Yan Siming, don’t you know that if you marry a woman with a bastard child into the Yan family, not only will you be a joke in the upper-class circle, but the entire Yan Family will also lose face because of you.”

“Grandfather!” Yan Siming shouted and was about to say something when he was stopped by Yan Zheng’s hand gesture.

He said, “Alright, grandfather is very tired today and needs to rest. You can go now.”

“Yes, grandfather!”

When Yan Siming stepped out of the study and closed the door, Yan Ruyu, who was in the next room, immediately pulled him away and asked anxiously, “Brother, how are you?”

Yan Siming loosened his tie and shook his head, “I’m fine!”

Yan Ruyu said, “Brother, just now, first uncle and aunt stopped me and wanted to know what happened. I didn’t tell them anything!”

“Thank you!” Yan Siming said with a smile.

Yan Ruyu was shocked that she’d ever get a word of gratitude from her eldest cousin.