Put in Place by a Young Girl

Su Li covered her mouth to laugh, looking at Li Yanhao's pitiful expression, and said to Lingdang, "Lingdang, look at the Young Lord like this. You might as well stay and make his breakfast. I have Bailu with me, and with so many secret guards protecting us, just wandering around the village won't be a problem."

"But..." Lingdang hesitated, then glanced past Su Li towards Xiao Zetian, who had appeared outside the kitchen door at some unknown time, seeking his opinion.

Xiao Zetian's gaze landed on Li Yanhao, who immediately felt as if Xiao Zetian's eyes saw right through him—extremely unpleasant!

Li Yanhao then said, "A Li, you’re going to Zhang Mu's place, right? I’m free, so I’ll go with you!"

After speaking, Li Yanhao provocatively looked at Xiao Zetian: "I’m going to stick to A Li, so what are you going to do about it!?"

Su Li asked curiously, "Young Lord, didn’t you just want to eat the breakfast Lingdang made? Why do you want to go to Zhang Mu’s now?"

Li Yanhao said, "I suddenly changed my mind, okay? Hmph! A Li, just wait, I’ll wash up and change clothes and be right there. Make sure you wait!"

"Wait!" Xiao Zetian suddenly spoke, saying to Lingdang, "Lingdang, how can we let the Young Lord go out hungry?"

Lingdang immediately understood, grabbing Li Yanhao’s shoulder with one hand and said, "Yes, yes, we definitely can’t mistreat our honored guest!"

Though Lingdang’s hands were small and tender, her grip was incredibly strong, like pincers, grabbing Li Yanhao’s shoulder and pulling him back to press him down on the chair with a mischievous smile: "Young Lord, just sit quietly and tend the fire. I’ll make you something delicious."

Li Yanhao widened his eyes and struggled a few times to get up, but found that this little girl was surprisingly strong. He, a grown man, couldn’t break free from her grip.

"Young Lord, don’t struggle. I’m ranked among the top secret guards in martial arts. If you can escape my grasp, then all my years of training would be wasted. Hehehe," Lingdang said proudly, then turned to Su Li: "Master, the Young Lord said he’ll stay and eat, so he won’t go with you."

Su Li responded with an 'Oh,' just as Bailu had already packed some snacks. She said to Lingdang, "Lingdang, then you make something delicious for the Young Lord. We’re heading out now."

"Okay! Master, goodbye!" Lingdang turned to Su Li with a well-behaved smile, but as soon as Su Li left, she made a fierce face at Li Yanhao and said with a grin, "Tend the fire properly, or I’ll smack you with the spatula!"

Saying that, Lingdang shoved the fire poker and fan into Li Yanhao’s hands, scowling: "Hurry up and tend the fire, make it burn brighter, and don’t make so much black smoke."

Li Yanhao was tearfully helpless: what the heck was going on? The proud Young Lord was being threatened by a little girl barely as tall as his shoulder. Sigh, so embarrassing!

"Stop daydreaming and add more firewood!" Lingdang swung a spatula at him. Li Yanhao held his head in pain and hurriedly threw a piece of firewood in, fanning the flames hard, thinking: Eat, eat, eat, I’ll never eat again! This girl looks all smiles and cute, but who knew she was a tigress with a smiling face! Whoever marries this girl might be beaten to death in two days!

Meanwhile, Su Li and Bailu went out, with Bailu carrying a delicate food box filled with snacks wrapped for Wu Caiwei.

As soon as Su Li appeared in the village, the villagers gave her strange looks. Sister Zhu happened to be heading to the fields and walked with Su Li for a while, lowering her voice to say, "A Li, I heard the villagers are all gossiping that you nominated Zhang Mu as the village head. Is it true? They say the village head position is a cushy job, so why didn’t you pick someone from your own family but chose an outsider? The villagers are all talking about it, and some of what they say... is quite unpleasant..."