Chapter 311
311, Self-Awareness (5 more updates)
Never judge Yuanbao by his seemingly cheerful demeanor, always with a smile and an easygoing nature that makes it seem like he doesn’t stand on ceremony. Xie Zhinuan had witnessed Yuanbao take lives, swiftly and ruthlessly, his sword rising and falling without a hint of hesitation.
His easygoing manner was but a protective coloration, the truly ferocious Yuanbao…
Xie Zhinuan thought that she would rather be his friend than his enemy.
Because to do otherwise would be a miserable way to die.
For the sake of a long life, one must have self-awareness.
Xie Zhinuan was all too clear and had no intention of provoking a war between Xie Rong and Yuanbao.
“All right!”
Xie Rong was overjoyed.
He hadn’t expected Xie Zhinuan to be so kind to him and was elated.
He even planned to pick them himself, happily looking for baskets and ladders.
Xie Zhinuan smiled and let Xie Rong go ahead.
She went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. The household, consisting only of Grandma Chen, wasn’t lavish; the remaining vegetables weren’t plentiful. However, once the steward from across the way learned of Xie Zhinuan’s return, he immediately sent over some vegetables and took the two horses to be fed.
But the horses didn’t want to leave, and couldn’t be pulled away.
Xie Zhinuan laughed, “Then just bring the fodder here instead!”
Li Hengyi’s horse, must not be mistreated.
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Nor could it be allowed to come to harm, otherwise she couldn’t bear such responsibility.So they must be cared for.
That evening in the kitchen, because Xie Rong was present, perhaps out of some consideration, she cooked several dishes and even took out some bayberry wine for young Xie Rong and Uncle to taste. “How is it?” Xie Zhinuan asked with a smile.
“Mmm, very good!” Uncle nodded.
He had tasted Drunken Snow Brew before but always felt something was missing. Only after having this wine did he realize it lacked a touch of human warmth.
Xie Rong sipped the wine slowly, his heart filled with contentment.
He rarely drank alcohol and dared not overdo it, fearing he might create a scene when drunk.
And this wine, he could tell was fine quality – something even the Marquis’s household might not enjoy more than a few times a year.
“The wine is good, as is the food, but I’m afraid of getting drunk and becoming the laughingstock!”
“Then drink only a little. Too much wine harms the body. Drinking less can actually be beneficial!” Xie Zhinuan said gently, ladling soup for Xie Rong.
Xie Yi sat in his tub, delighted for half a day with every bite Xie Zhinuan fed him.
“Mmm-hmm!” Xie Rong nodded obediently.
He loved days like this.
His sister was by his side, her gentle smiles shallow, her eyes filled with earnestness and warmth that couldn’t be put into words when she looked at him, signaling tender care.
This was different from their younger years.
She was the best sister in the world, the most adorable sister.
After dinner, Xie Zhinuan bathed Xie Yi and dressed him in clean clothes, then went to bathe herself, as Aunt Chen had tidied up the room.
Though some belongings had been taken away initially, there were still some left. Grandma Chen had been cleaning too, so the room wasn’t dirty, and the remaining items only needed to be wiped clean.
By the time Xie Zhinuan had finished bathing, Xie Yi had already fallen asleep in Uncle’s arms.
Xie Zhinuan decided to help tidy things up. They would only be staying two nights, but she wanted to make sure everything was properly sorted out.
Xie Rong occasionally turned his head to look at Xie Zhinuan; he walked over to the small pond and took a bamboo pole to gently poke the fish inside.
The fish were quick-witted, quickly swimming away when touched, but if Xie Rong held the bamboo pole still, they soon swam back.
He played like that, which was a bit boring, yet somehow also amusing.
When Xie Zhinuan had finished tidying up and came out, Xie Rong was nowhere to be seen. She asked, “Where’s third brother Xie?”
Uncle replied in a low voice, “By the pond!”
“…”
With an um, Xie Zhinuan took Xie Yi and carried him into the house.
As she placed him on the bed, he murmurously called out for his mother.
Xie Zhinuan felt a softness in her heart. “Sleep, Mother is here.”
After hearing that, Xie Yi settled down and drifted off.
She covered him with a thin blanket, tucked it around his stomach, drew the mosquito net, then stepped out of the room.
Grandma Chen and Aunt Chen were placing pillows on the brick bed.
Since the other room was full of Jiji Grass, Grandma Chen had to give up her own room for Xie Rong and Uncle,
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