The whole village is fleeing famine, fortunately I have a concubine system

Therefore, Yan Shupeng deliberately observed Yan Jin's expression so that when he went back to chat with his wife, he could describe Yan Jin's current appearance.

Just after finishing his meal, saying goodbye and getting on the carriage, Yan Shupeng was still asking his eldest son questions indirectly.

On the way, Yan Shupeng lifted the curtain on the car window and said to Yan Jin, who was sitting on the horse in a daze:

"Jin'er, come here."

Yan Jin suddenly came back to his senses when he heard Yan Shupeng's voice.

Yan Shupeng pretended to be serious, but his eyes were full of teasing.

He shook his head helplessly and rode his horse to the car window.

Looking at the two pairs of curious eyes, one big and one small, appearing in the car.

"Don't ask. I don't know you. We just met once."

Yan Shupeng turned his eyes away in disappointment, leaving Yan Hui alone still staring at Yan Jin curiously.

I don’t know who my oldest brother doesn’t know.

"Big brother, who do you know? I can help you find out their name later."

Yan Jin narrowed his eyes as he listened to Yan Hui's childish talk.

He coaxed Yan Hui and said, "Then big brother would like to thank Hui'er first.

Next time I see you, I will ask Huier to help me find out your name."

Yan Shupeng wanted to find out when they had first met, but it seemed like the girl didn't know him at all.

But Yan Jin did not give Yan Shupeng another chance to speak.

He said "yeah" to the horse under him, and the horse followed his owner's wishes and strode forward.

Yan Shupeng looked at his eldest son, who was young but seemed particularly mature, and touched Yan Hui's head lovingly.

Said to Yan Hui: "Hui'er is still the cutest, big brother is becoming less and less cute now.

Don't learn from your elder brother, Hui'er."

Yan Hui moved his little head, not understanding why his father didn't let him and his older brother learn.

In his little head, Yan Jin is the most powerful person in the world besides his father, mother, second sister and of course now there is Xiaomi.

However, Yan Hui did not hesitate for long. He lay in Yan Shupeng's arms, sleepy and blinking, and soon fell into a sweet dream.

When they returned to the house, Yan Hui had not woken up yet. Yan Shupeng touched Yan Hui's red little face while he was sleeping, and then used a handkerchief to wipe the saliva that flowed from Yan Hui's face while he was sleeping.

Then he said to Yan Jin who was about to enter the mansion: "Jin'er, take Hui'er back. I'm going to discuss something with your mother."

Yan Jin knew very well what Yan Shupeng wanted to discuss with Madam Yan. He just wanted to tell Madam Yan about his embarrassing behavior today.

Anyway, this is not the first time Yan Shupeng has done this. Since he was a child, he has been the mediator of the relationship between his parents.

The relationship with his parents was even better. Even when they were angry, they just had to turn to Yan Jin and talk about Yan Jin's interesting stories.

After Yan Jin handed the reins to the servant, he took Yan Hui away from Yan Shupeng's arms.

Yan Shupeng waited until Yan Jin walked away before he put down his few remaining signs of being a strict father.

He gritted his teeth and rubbed his arm which was numb from being pressed by Yan Hui along the way.

It took a while for his arm to recover from the paralysis, and then Yan Shupeng hurried back to the mansion.

"Madam, madam. Guess what I found today."

Before entering the house, Yan Shupeng started talking to Mrs. Yan.

When Mrs. Yan heard Yan Shupeng's words, she also hurried forward to meet him.

As soon as the two met, Yan Shupeng started talking about what happened to Yan Jin at Wang's house today.

Mrs. Yan listened and said from time to time: "Really? Oh, Jin'er is too dull, not like me at all."

Xiaolan stood by and watched silently, and did not forget to refill tea for the two people who were thirsty.

No one could have imagined that the head and his wife of one of Fengcheng's top business families were like this in private.

By the time the two finished their conversation, more than half an hour had passed. Mrs. Yan originally wanted to ask Yan Jin about the situation during dinner.

But I thought that they had only met once, and no one knew Yan Jin.

Mrs. Yan felt so ashamed that she kept looking at Yan Jin with a look of disappointment during dinner, which made Yan Jin confused.

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When Tiedan and Gou Wa both passed the examination and became students, Goudan was kneeling outside Wang Zhuzi's door waiting for Wang Zhuzi to agree to his request.

Old Lady Wang and Xiaomi sat aside basking in the warm sun, looking at Goudan who was kneeling on the ground.

"Goudan, I'm not scolding you. You could have said it a few days earlier. Why did you have to say it when your two younger brothers passed the examination and became students? Your father was so happy that you suddenly poured a basin of cold water on him.

Now that your uncle is not at home, no one can plead for you, so just kneel down."

Tiedan and Gou Wa looked at Goudan kneeling in the yard at the door with worried faces, fearing that his father (uncle) would come out and beat him up.

Because Old Mrs. Wang said that when her father (second uncle) said that she didn't want to study, Old Wang broke two sticks before he let the matter go.

The two of them looked at Xiaomi who was watching the fun for help, but Xiaomi shrugged and indicated that there was nothing she could do.

Old Mrs. Wang looked at Xiaomi and followed her line of sight to the side, and saw two people lying by the door.

He threw a handful of melon seed shells in the direction of the two and cursed, "You two brats, please stop corrupting my baby. You don't even dare to ask for mercy. Look at what my baby is doing."

After that, he turned to Goudan who was kneeling on the side and said unhappily: "Can't you see the floor is dirty? Get up and clean it before kneeling again."

When Goudan heard what Old Lady Wang said, he slowly stood up, because his legs were numb from kneeling for a long time.

He accidentally fell to the ground. Old Mrs. Wang stood up instantly feeling heartbroken.

He sat down after watching Goudan stand up again and said in a loud voice: "You deserve your legs to be numb. I told you not to study and want to do business, so I should make you kneel for three days and three nights without giving you any food.

I hope your legs will become broken from kneeling, so that you will be in pain during the day and at night."

As he spoke, he looked at Wang Zhuzi's closed door. Seeing that Wang Zhuzi showed no sign of coming out, he pulled Xiaomi's hand again.

He winked at Xiaomi, who understood immediately and said loudly, "Grandma, don't even think about kneeling for three days and three nights. Even if my brother continues to kneel now, he might get sick.

You can’t see anything now, but you will feel the pain when you get older.”

After listening to what Xiaomi said, Old Lady Wang gave Xiaomi a thumbs up, thinking that she was worthy of being raised by me, and now she is even more deceiving than me.

"What are you standing there for? Finish sweeping and kneel down."

As soon as Old Lady Wang finished speaking, she saw Wang Zhuzi coming out of the house, his eyes full of red bloodshot. Old Lady Wang knew at a glance that he must have been crying in the house for who knows how long.

I thought that although my eldest son didn't look like a good person, he had the softest heart.

He sighed and sent all the children out, then had a good chat with Wang Zhuzi.

He patted the stool where Xiaomi was sitting just now and asked Wang Zhuzi to sit down. Wang Zhuzi sat down with a sense of grievance. His tall body curled up on the stool that was just right for Xiaomi to sit on, making him look even more aggrieved.

Old Mrs. Wang wanted to laugh but was afraid of making Wang Zhuzi even more unhappy, so she pretended to cough twice to cover the smile on her lips.

Then, just like when Wang Zhuzi was a child, he touched Wang Zhuzi's head and gently stroked his neck.

Wang Zhuzi felt even more wronged by the rare warmth from Old Lady Wang. He wiped away his tears and said to Old Lady Wang, "Mom, why doesn't Goudan want to go to school?"

"Then why didn't you want to go to school?"

Old Mrs. Wang did not answer Wang Zhuzi's question, but asked Wang Zhuzi a question in return.

Wang Zhuzi was stumped by the question and was speechless for a moment.

Old Lady Wang used her limited patience to talk to Wang Zhuzi: "When our family was poor, we always wanted you brothers to study hard and pass the imperial examinations. We were counting on you brothers to turn our lives around."

You went there for two days and refused to go back again, saying that the teacher's nagging made you sleepy.

I like working in the fields because it doesn't require much brainpower, but the tuition at home has been given to the teacher and I can't quit, so I have to let your brother take over.

Why didn't you go there back then?"

"Mom, I'm really not good at studying."

Old Mrs. Wang looked at Wang Zhuzi quietly, and after a while Wang Zhuzi figured it out himself.

He is not good at studying, and neither is Goudan. He scratched his hair in annoyance and said, "Oh, if I don't want to go, then I won't go."

Old Lady Wang kept looking at Wang Zhuzi with an inclusive look, and reached out to help him tidy up his messy hair: "Just think it through. Your mother is content with the way our family is now. We still have your brother and Tiedan and Gou Wa at home."

Wang Zhuzi nodded and thought it over. He felt that it was just not going to school, so it was no big deal.

I had locked myself in the room for three days and was really exhausted.

"When children grow up, they have their own paths to choose from, and we just need to support them."

Old Mrs. Wang added one more sentence, and felt relieved when she saw that the depression on Wang Zhuzi's face had completely disappeared.

She didn't want the father and son to become estranged because of this matter.

After Wang Zhuzi figured it out, he still sat on the stool and enjoyed the rare warmth that Old Lady Wang showed him.