"You don’t need to take off the Qiankun Bag when you sleep or bathe, and don’t worry about it getting in the way when you undress. Once you get used to it, it’ll be fine."
"Thank you, Mother."
The two little ones thanked their mother, looking at the Qiankun Bag on their waists like it was a treasure.
"In the next few days, Mother will make so snacks to put in your Qiankun Bags. When you’re hungry, you can eat them," An Jiuyue said, raising her hand to stroke the little ones’ heads.
"Right now, your father has fried chicken wings for you. They’re not hot anymore, so eat so to fill your bellies. Who knows where your little brother has run off to play; he hasn’t co back yet."
Hearing this, the two little ones exchanged a glance.
They had a bit of an idea where their brother had gone, probably down to the village, right?
But they really didn’t know specifically what he was doing. They’ll ask him when he gets back, and if he’s going again tomorrow, they might as well join him.
"Mother, you have so chicken wings too."
An Yixing picked up a fried chicken wing and handed it to An Jiuyue.
"Alright, Mother will eat. You eat too."
An Jiuyue smiled as she took it and signaled them to eat together.
In no ti, Qian Jiyun also ca over to join them. When Little Nuonuo returned, he saw his father, mother, and brothers gathered around eating fried chicken wings, not intending to wait for him at all.
The little baby: "..."
He thought so, his mom and dad were different from others; not starving him was their baseline.
"Dad, Mom, Nuonuo wants to eat too."
He imdiately ran towards his family, ready to grab a chicken wing, but he felt a threatening gaze from his mother. Looking up, he saw his mother’s ambiguous look.
"Uh."
He gagged on his saliva, pulling back his little chubby hand that hadn’t touched the chicken wing.
"Nuonuo is the best. You must wash your hands before eating."
Fine, he’ll wash his hands, but why give him such a terrifying look? It scared the little treasure; from now on, he’ll rember to wash his hands every day.
No, his mother must know what he was doing at the mountain’s base; otherwise, she wouldn’t give him such a scary look. Should he admit what he did later?
It’s better to admit; after all, facing it head-on or backing off is just the sa. He’s a man with courage; he must act openly and honestly!
"Mother, I’ll go get so water for Nuonuo. The water in the small pot is warm."
An Yixing jumped off the chair and spoke to An Jiuyue, then went in the direction of the kitchen with Qian Yinuo. An Yizhou saw his brother leaving and also said sothing to his mother and father before running after them.
...
At the entrance of An Clan Village.
Several villagers were waiting at the entrance of the village for the Chief to return from the county. The torches were brightly lit, and everyone was craning their necks to look.
"Will the Chief co back today?"
"Will the matter today be resolved well? It won’t fail, right?"
They were quite worried, knowing beforehand that An Que had chased the Chief to the county, guessing that this kid wouldn’t have second thoughts, right?
"I heard that Scholar An Que went to the county too. Does he not want to return the land to us? If it really doesn’t work out, do we still have to deliver grain to Scholar An Que’s house in the future?"
One of the n asked gloomily.
Having to give so much grain to An Que’s house every year made them feel truly aggrieved.
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