Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable-Chapter 1165 - 1075: The Female Prime Minister (13) – Night Bonus Chapter for Mo Qin’s 10,000-Reward

Chapter 1165: Chapter 1075: The Female Prime Minister (13) – Night Bonus Chapter for Mo Qin’s 10,000-Reward

Yin Shuangshuang curled her lips into a smile, "I heard an interesting piece of news at the tavern today. It seems the Emperor wants to issue a decree to build a shrine for the Empress in our area. We can use this matter to..."

Mrs. Wang and Yin Zheng leaned their heads together, and Yin Shuangshuang lowered her voice, whispering her plan into their ears.

As Yin Shuangshuang spoke, the eyes of Yin Zheng and Mrs. Wang grew brighter, with Yin Zheng nodding frequently.

When Yin Shuangshuang finished, Yin Zheng couldn’t help but hug her and kiss her on the cheek, the rough stubble on his face tickling her cheeks.

Ignoring Yin Shuangshuang’s protests and Mrs. Wang’s amused gaze, Yin Zheng laughed heartily, full of pride.

"My Shuangshuang is indeed clever, worthy of being my daughter Yin Zheng. You can even come up with such an unconventional idea. The student surpasses the master, and you’ll surely achieve more than your old man in the future."

Saying this, he tried to kiss her cheek again, but Yin Shuangshuang immediately pushed his big face away.

The full-bearded face pricking against the skin was uncomfortable, and besides, she wasn’t a child anymore; she couldn’t accept such affectionate gestures anymore.

Mrs. Wang also pulled Yin Zheng back, amused, reminding him to stop fooling around since their daughter was already a grown woman.

Because of Yin Shuangshuang’s poor health, every time she went out, it was usually Yin Zheng who carried her. As a child, Yin Zheng kissed Yin Shuangshuang’s face countless times.

They were so close that even now, in Yin Zheng’s heart, Yin Shuangshuang was still the little girl he had to care for, who could be lifted with two hands. In his excitement, he sometimes lost his composure.

With Mrs. Wang’s reminder, Yin Zheng realized his inappropriate behavior. He smiled awkwardly and held Yin Shuangshuang tenderly, like a child, without causing trouble.

After walking a few steps, the awkwardness quickly passed as his happiness returned.

The family of three chatted and laughed along the way, entering the house in high spirits, only to be met by Old Master Yin and Mrs. Zhao with long faces.

Nearby, Mrs. Feng was cracking melon seeds, clearly waiting to watch the scene unfold, her expression full of schadenfreude.

Yin Zheng maintained his smile, telling Mrs. Wang to take Yin Shuangshuang back to her room while he stayed back, taking out a package of specially bought candy, and sidling up to Old Master Yin and Mrs. Zhao with a cheeky grin.

"Could it be that you two knew ahead of time that your son would buy something special to honor you this time, so you waited at the door for me to come back?"

Yin Zheng’s words left Old Master Yin and Mrs. Zhao dumbfounded, the old couple exchanging confused glances, not understanding Yin Zheng’s behavior.

Speaking of Yin Zheng, this child was indeed very filial when young; even if he picked some wild fruits on the mountain, he would save them for his parents, reluctant to take a bite.

But once the little rascal’s wings hardened, he showed his true colors and was no longer filial. He became a penny-pincher at home, getting weary from doing a bit of work, let alone taking money out of his pocket to buy good things for the family.

How come today this iron rooster went so far as to pluck a feather and buy such a big package of candy? This must have cost ten copper coins, the kind of thing only bought during the New Year, yet here he was offering it to them out of filial piety.

Holding the large package of candy, Old Master Yin and Mrs. Zhao were at a loss. In fact, Yin Zheng was so generous because he thought this might be his last act of filial piety towards his parents, prompting his generosity.

After handing the candy to Mrs. Zhao, Yin Zheng went directly back to his room, and neither Old Master Yin nor Mrs. Zhao stopped him.

What could have been a storm dissipated quietly under the influence of a package of candy, leaving no aftermath.

Even Mrs. Feng, who intended to enjoy the spectacle, couldn’t tear her eyes away from the package of candy.

Even though Old Master Yin and Mrs. Zhao favored the third son, and Mrs. Feng, being the third son’s wife, benefitted indirectly and had some pocket money to buy snacks.

But such an expensive package of candy, she couldn’t bear to buy it. Old Master Yin and Mrs. Zhao usually didn’t buy candy, unaware of its price.

Mrs. Feng, who often bought snacks, knew that such quality candy wouldn’t sell for under fifty coins, making her curious about how Yin Zheng afforded it. Did he get rich after all?

Unaware of Mrs. Feng’s thoughts, Mrs. Zhao saw her staring at the candy and generously grabbed a handful for her. "Take this for Third Lang, Si Lang, and Wulang to share."

Afterwards, Mrs. Zhao packed away the remaining candy, planning to save it for her beloved little grandsons.

As for the other family members, even Da Lang and Second Lang, who were also her grandsons, couldn’t expect any, let alone the adults. Wanting candy was out of the question.

Da Lang and Second Lang stood at a distance, watching enviously as Mrs. Feng divided the candy among Third Lang, Si Lang, and Wulang, while popping a piece into her mouth, their mouths watering involuntarily.

Mrs. Hu hugged Da Lang and Second Lang, displeased with Mrs. Zhao’s favoritism, and couldn’t help but complain to Yin Zhong that night, "Mother is too much.

Today, even though Second Brother brought back such a big pack of candy, she let Third Lang, Si Lang, and Wulang share the majority with Mrs. Feng, without even sparing a piece for Da Lang and Second Lang from our family.

They’re all her grandsons, yet she’s too biased. You don’t know how much it hurt to see our boys watching Mrs. Feng sharing candy with Third Lang, Si Lang, and Wulang.

Yin Zhong was also dissatisfied with his parents’ favoritism for a long time. Being a fond father, he couldn’t help but feel sorry for his sons when his wife told him this.

"In a couple of days, there’s a big market in town, and I’ll buy a packet of candy there. You hide it and secretly give it to Da Lang and Second Lang, let them have a taste of sweetness.

Don’t think about getting the candy in mother’s hands. Asking for it will only bring scolding unnecessarily."

Though still upset, Mrs. Hu, aware that Yin Zhong lacked patience for nagging, wisely stopped complaining, knowing it wouldn’t help.

In the following days, Yin Zheng kept finding excuses to head to town, neglecting the housework, busy with unknown matters.

These days, Mrs. Feng had been secretly tailing Yin Zheng. Frankly, if Yin Zheng hadn’t made it easier on purpose, she’d have lost him a hundred times with her lousy stalking skills.

After several days of following, Mrs. Feng felt she had uncovered Yin Zheng’s secret and stopped tailing him. That day, upon returning from outside, Yin Zheng was directly called to Old Master Yin and Mrs. Zhao’s room.

Inside, Old Master Yin and Mrs. Zhao sat cross-legged on the bed with gloomy faces, and Mrs. Feng sat on a small stool with a smirking face.