Tu Sishun’s arrival threw the day into chaos; his and Song Shijiu’s infancies were starkly different—he followed after his father’s troublemaking spirit, sleeping during the broad daylight and lively during the night, and the sound of his cries for milk were loud enough to make it across two streets; Tu Laoyao suffered indescribable misery, and thought of solutions; in the daytime, he endured, looking at him without knowing what to do, in order for the nights to be a bit more peaceful. As soon as Tu Sishun began to create a commotion, Tu Saozi wouldn’t be able to attend to anything else; moreover, Tu Laoyao swore three times a day that in the summer heat, her head had swollen, and a glance left the eyes to ail; Tu Saozi was a bit sceptical, but not saying anything still counted as accepting it. Song Shijiu had her wishes fulfilled in putting a longevity lock on Tu Sishun; A Yin wasn’t much interested in the raising of an infant, but was incredibly concerned with Tu Saozi’s belly, which...