After hearing my inner thoughts, the ancestors in the Dream of the Red Chamber went berserk.

Chapter 178 Ready to go back

Upon hearing this, both Jia Daishan and Jia Daihua felt a little relieved.

But being able to hear Hu'er's innermost thoughts is a secret that no one can tell.

The three chatted happily inside the house. Jia Hu and the others were watching the cranes. Shan He was amazing; with each whistle, the cranes would dance gracefully.

This greatly surprised Jia Hu and his companions; this was truly astonishing.

Jia Zhu looked at his new friends with admiration, and the group of people praised and complimented him so much that his face turned red all the way up to his neck.

Where had Shanhe ever experienced such enthusiastic praise? She was so excited that she insisted on teaching her friends about it.

Unfortunately, even though his friends tried their best, only Jia Zhen could produce a sound. Jia Hu and Jia Zhu could only make a breathy sound, and the others could not make anything at all.

Shanhe was extremely anxious. This was easy; he had just listened to his master play the flute and learned it himself. Why couldn't his friends produce any sound?

Shan and He tried their best to teach, and the two of them tried their best to learn. They blew until their saliva was dry, and finally they made a sound. The cranes were annoyed by the noise and had already flown away.

Seeing the children's bewildered expressions, Jia Jing and his companions couldn't help but laugh.

They had turned around a while ago, looking at the children, who were whistling with all their might, their bottoms sticking back, and they were having a great time watching them.

The laughter was met with angry glares from several children. Only Shanhe, a good boy, held his friend's hand, pursed his lips, and was clearly not happy either.

Jia Jing immediately became wary, put on his most amiable smile, and walked over.

"Uncle wasn't laughing at you; he just thinks you're cute."

In response to the children's disbelieving looks, Jia Jing laughed:

"Trust your uncle. Those two uncles are not good people. Your uncle is with you. Let's ignore them."

Jia She and Jia Zheng watched as their elder brother stood with his sons.

Jia She began to lodge accusations.

"Big brother, you were the one who laughed the most just now. Now you're the one who's good!"

Jia Zheng was also very indignant, "Brother's behavior is truly contrary to the conduct of a gentleman!"

Jia Jingcai didn't want to pay attention to the two of them, and that's how he made his accusations.

My father and uncle have been chatting with Master Liaowu for quite some time now, so they should be finishing soon.

If they find out that they've offended their grandson, then they'll be scolded again on this wonderful day.

This isn't a violation of gentlemanly conduct; it's called keen observation and strategic thinking—something those two foolish younger brothers can't compare to.

Jia She and Jia Zheng originally wanted to use this method to fool them, but seeing that even Hu'er had her arms crossed and looked at them with a "look at you, how can you make excuses?" expression, they realized that Hu'er was just looking at them with disapproval.

Given the situation, if you don't want to get scolded by your father, you have no choice but to appease him.

Jia She, with a beaming smile, said to Jia Hu:

"Hu'er, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have laughed at you for not being able to whistle."

"Dad knows how to do this, Dad will teach you. Dad used to brag about it all the time."

Jia Jing added insult to injury with a cold remark.

"That's right, I used to brag about it to girls quite a bit back then."

Jia She's eyes widened immediately.

"Big brother, how could you speak ill of me in front of Hu'er?"

"This isn't a bad thing, it's the truth!"

Back in the day, you…

Before Jia Jing could finish speaking, Jia She rushed over and covered his mouth.

His own son and nephew are watching right here!

Seeing the situation, Jia Zheng realized that he wouldn't need to make an appearance.

Jia Zheng walked over, patted each of the little heads in front of him, and then distributed the candy in his purse to the children.

Then, with a leisurely air, he watched the two childish older brothers arguing about who had whistled at the girl first.