The morning arrived.
Nian Jiaojiao pushed open the window of the house, and a gust of fresh air hit her face. Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, she felt a lot more comfortable.
"Wife, wash your face."
"Thank you."
Nian Jiaojiao took the handkerchief handed to her by Xingyun and wiped her face.
As she handed the handkerchief back, Xingyun suddenly asked curiously:
"Wife, why is sleeping with you different from sleeping with Big Brother?"
Nian Jiaojiao didn't understand what he meant for a moment, "What's different?"
Xingyun replied earnestly:
"Big Brother cries and shouts when he sleeps with you at night, and he looks like his essence has been drained by a monster the next day. But when I sleep with you, I don't feel anything."
Nian Jiaojiao: ...
Seeing Xingyun's clear, cat-like eyes asking questions so seriously, she suddenly felt guilty about corrupting a child.
So, Nian Jiaojiao said righteously:
"Children shouldn't know these things now. Children should eat well and grow! Do you understand?"
Xingyun was a little unconvinced. He puffed out his chest and said:
"I'm not a child! I've grown up, and..."
Xingyun's cheeks suddenly flushed, and his voice weakened considerably, "And many men my age already have children. Wife, when will you let me have a child?"
"Cough cough!"
Nian Jiaojiao choked on her own saliva.
Did he know what he was saying?
Nian Jiaojiao looked at his innocent and pure expression and was speechless.
Besides, she had almost forgotten, men gave birth in this world!
Thinking of this, Nian Jiaojiao felt a bit complicated.
Although she had known this before, now that she had consummated her marriage, the thought of her child being born from their bellies soon...
Hiss~
Nian Jiaojiao's teeth ached slightly.
How did they even have children?
Nian Jiaojiao didn't want to continue this topic, so she quickly made an excuse and changed the subject.
"Oh, right, Xingyun, what's for breakfast today?"
As expected, Xingyun stopped questioning. A hint of curiosity also appeared in his eyes.
"Now that Third Brother's eyes are healed, he said he will take turns cooking with me from now on."
This time, it was Nian Jiaojiao's turn to be surprised.
Nan Qing looked like an immortal who had never touched the springs and autumns.
He would go into the kitchen?
Nian Jiaojiao really couldn't imagine the scene.
...
The dining room.
When several dishes were served, Nian Jiaojiao was a little surprised...
These dishes looked quite good...
Each person had a bowl of millet porridge, which smelled fragrant and glutinous.
The small dishes in the middle had beautiful color combinations, and more importantly...
He had even plated them!
Nan Qing sat down elegantly. He naturally noticed everyone's surprise and glanced at them faintly:
"Aren't you eating?"
"Eat, eat, eat!"
Xingyun quickly sat down at the table and picked up a piece of the small dish with his chopsticks.
Xingyun: ...
Seeing Xingyun start to eat, everyone began to eat as well.
Nian Jiaojiao took a sip of the porridge.
Nian Jiaojiao: ...
I (￣～￣) chew!
Forget it! I'll just swallow it...
The vegetables looked good... Eat the vegetables!
Hmm...
Nan Qing also took a sip of the porridge. He frowned slightly, and then looked at everyone's expressions. He knew that the taste of the dishes would not be very good.
"Wife, let Xingyun make another portion."
Nian Jiaojiao knew that everyone had suffered hardship and didn't want to waste food, so she naturally wouldn't let Xingyun, who was already eating, make another portion for her alone.
So she took a large gulp of porridge and smiled insincerely:
"Actually, this porridge is good. It's lightly sweet and smells very fragrant. You can tell it's the result of Aunt Farmer's hard work! It's just... it would be better if it was cooked a little longer, it's a bit undercooked..."
Nian Jiaojiao glanced at Nan Qing, but he didn't say anything.
So she picked up her chopsticks again, picked up the small dishes from each plate, and continued to comment:
"Hmm... original flavor, is this the taste of nature? I feel like I've eaten the entire life of the vegetables... It's just... if it were stir-fried longer and with more salt..."
After speaking, Nian Jiaojiao looked at Nan Qing again.
The way he held his chopsticks had clearly intensified, and Nian Jiaojiao could see the bulging veins on his fair and tender hands.
⊙∀⊙!
"Mmm..."
Nian Jiaojiao suddenly heard a pained sound next to her. She turned her head and saw Xingyun bending over as if in pain, his whole body trembling.
"Xingyun, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Nian Jiaojiao asked with concern.
"Hahaha!"
Unable to hold back any longer, Xingyun revealed his face, which he had buried.
He wasn't feeling unwell at all; he was clearly stifling laughter.
Yuchuan and Xuanyi also started to chuckle softly.
Only Nan Qing continued to eat his rice and vegetables calmly.
...
After the meal.
Taking advantage of the good weather, Nian Jiaojiao moved her desk to the courtyard and began to read under the sunlight.
The four husbands also did their own things.
Xuanyi was busy drawing water from the well and storing it in the large缸 outside the bathroom.
Xingyun and Nan Qing were washing dishes in the kitchen.
Yuchuan was watering the flowers in the courtyard.
It was a peaceful scene of idyllic life.
Nian Jiaojiao looked at Yuchuan watering the flowers and her heart stirred. She suddenly asked:
"Chuan'er, haven't you read before?"
Hearing the question, Yuchuan stopped what he was doing, "I only recognize a few characters."
"I see you sometimes get bored, and reading novels can also pass the time. How about this, I'll teach you to recognize characters?"
Upon hearing Nian Jiaojiao's words, Yuchuan's eyes lit up, and he replied without hesitation:
"Okay."
Since teaching one was the same as teaching four, Nian Jiaojiao called the other three over to ask for their opinions.
As a result, besides Yuchuan, only Nan Qing was willing to learn to recognize characters.
Xuanyi said that he got dizzy whenever he saw characters and couldn't learn them.
Xingyun was only interested in drawing, and he thought it would be better to listen to stories since two of his brothers were learning to read.
Nian Jiaojiao didn't force them, after all, interest was the best teacher.
With students, Nian Jiaojiao also became energetic.
She returned to the room and took out a thick dictionary. She expected Nan Qing and Yuchuan to show surprised expressions, but instead, they straightened their backs without a word of complaint.
"Ahem, let's start with the first character. This character is pronounced 'moon', which is the 'yue' in our Great Yue..."
After teaching for a while, Nian Jiaojiao realized something was wrong.
She herself had the ability to never forget anything she saw, and Yuchuan had a foundation, so most of the characters she taught were ones he already knew.
But Nan Qing absorbed them effortlessly.
He even learned faster and more accurately than Yuchuan.
And after they finished recognizing the characters and started writing, Nian Jiaojiao finally couldn't help but ask Nan Qing:
"Have you learned to read before? Your posture when holding the brush seems more skilled than mine?"
Nan Qing's body stiffened.
Oops... I was careless...