Qian Yizheng and Qian Yi Rong paused, thinking that what their younger brother said was indeed a problem.
"Perhaps he believes he has this ability," Qian Yi Rong said.
"Anyone who tries to replace others always has so inexplicable confidence. Even if they lack the skill, they’ll tell themselves they can do it."
It’s just like when their younger brother cooks; despite causing their father to have an upset stomach with no redy, he is still very confident that his dishes taste great.
Thankfully, their younger brother hasn’t wreaked havoc on them recently, or they wouldn’t be able to handle it.
"This matter will only be resolved when father catches that person," Qian Yizheng added.
They didn’t know who that person was, or if he had any connection to their father. Once that person was caught, the truth would co to light.
"Nuonuo, eat quickly. After you finish, your brother will teach you to write," he said while serving Little Nuonuo so food.
Qian Yinuo: "!"
He looked up, sowhat bewildered at his brothers.
What does this have to do with him? He just started the conversation, and then his brothers took over.
Moreover, how did they end up talking about teaching him to write? He doesn’t like it, what’s good about writing? He dislikes it the most, isn’t recognizing words enough?
"There’s no need for that, Brother Zheng. I need to focus on my cultivation later," he smiled reluctantly, saying.
"Cultivation isn’t urgent, academics are also important, can’t fall behind," Qian Yizheng smiled politely, not giving his little brother a chance to refuse.
No kidding, if they let him refuse, their little brother would definitely take out his little frying pan and continue cooking als capable of poisoning people.
They can’t handle that, so between them and their little brother, one of them must endure, and it’s better for their little brother to go through it first.
Besides, writing and morizing books won’t kill anyone, while the als their little brother cooks could literally kill them. They’re young, even father can’t handle those als, let alone them.
"Yeah, yeah, Nuonuo, brother Lu will teach you later," An Yilu said while serving Nuonuo so food.
"Nuonuo, eat up. After that, we’ll accompany you in reading," An Yizhou and An Yixing, showing perceptiveness, served their little brother more food, echoing their elder brothers.
In short, they resolutely prevented their younger brother from cooking. Now that father wasn’t there, no one would stop their little brother from serving them those als.
Qian Yinuo: "..."
So, does this an he has no choice but to study?
Father and mother never forced him to study like this. Now that he’s with his brothers, he has to wake up early every day to study.
Is there anything more miserable?
"Alright, alright, let’s study and practice writing then."
What else could he do? Sharing the sa tent with his brothers, father and mother wouldn’t allow them to go out, he could only go along with his brothers.
Father, mother, please hurry and catch who needs to be caught and kill who needs to be killed.
Or else, your lovely son will be wasted on books, especially those books that are like lullabies to him, with the first page attracting all the sleep-inducing bugs within him.
Outside the tent, Lan Zhiyi ca to check on the little ones.
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