Chapter 242: The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor
Chapter 242: Moldy Grain Buries Hidden Dangers, Nightmares Serve as Warnings (1)
By the end of the meal, the chicken soup in the pot was finished, and the dishes on the table were all gone. Han Zhiyun, quietly rubbing his belly, still felt unsatisfied.
"Brother Ziyu, your eldest daughter is so virtuous and capable, your younger daughter is innocent and lovely, and your youngest son is smart and clever. You are truly blessed!"
Looking at Xin'er and Zhen'er obediently snuggling with their father, and Mo Yan who had come all the way from the kitchen to cook for their father, Han Zhiyun couldn't help but feel a surge of envy.
He also had sons and daughters. His eldest daughter was already ten years old, yet she had never cooked a meal for him, not even poured him a cup of tea. His younger children were not close to him either. Every time they saw him, they kept their distance, as if they were afraid of him, making it hard for him to get close to them.
Now, seeing Brother Ziyu with his children, Han Zhiyun finally understood what true familial bliss was. It was truly something to be jealous of!
Mo Qingze looked lovingly at his two children, his smile exceptionally gentle. "Children of poor families grow up early. In the past, our family conditions were tough. I had to teach at the school and couldn't take care of them, so it was the eldest daughter who raised them. Fortunately, they are all very sensible and didn't cause me much worry. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to come to the academy to continue my studies this time."
Hearing this, Han Zhiyun glanced towards the kitchen, realizing there was no woman in Mo's household. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Mo Yan with new respect. To take care of her siblings so well and teach them to be so obedient and polite, she must have exceptional abilities as the eldest sister.
Mo Qingze, not realizing he had let this slip, continued, "Now, thanks to my eldest daughter, I have no worries at home, otherwise I couldn't have come to the academy this time."
For other matters, he might be humble, but when it came to his obedient and sensible children, he couldn't hide his inner pride.
Han Zhiyun's eyes turned red with envy, "Brother Ziyu, you are truly blessed!" Why didn't he have such obedient and capable children?
Mo Yan, washing dishes in the kitchen just a wall away, easily overheard their conversation and couldn't help but chuckle at Han Zhiyun's envious tone.
Being praised was naturally a happy thing, and she was no exception.
As Mo Qingze continued speaking, Han Zhiyun grew more envious and couldn't help but say, "Such a good girl is rare. If I had a son of the right age, I would definitely want to arrange a marriage with your eldest daughter."
"Oh? That's a pity."
Mo Qingze was taken aback, not taking his words seriously. But then he thought about how his daughter was growing older, and after the New Year, she would be of age. He indeed needed to start looking into her marriage prospects.
There were many talented young men in the academy. If he could find someone of similar standing, loyal and reliable, that would be ideal.
Han Zhiyun also felt it was a pity. His elder brother had a son of the right age, but in his sister-in-law's eyes, the Mo family was too low in status and would likely be looked down upon. As an uncle, he had no say in his nephew's marriage.
Mo Yan, her eyes twitching at their increasingly far-fetched conversation, decided to stay in the kitchen. She chopped up the other half of the chicken, put it in water, and set it on the stove to simmer. This way, when her father returned in the afternoon, he could have it right away.
Changshan Academy's lunch break was only an hour. Before long, Mo Qingze and Han Zhiyun left together. Before leaving, Han Zhiyun repeatedly urged the siblings to come over soon, saying he owed them a meeting gift.
Mo Yan secretly rolled her eyes. To get another meal, such a grand excuse! It was hard to say whose face was thicker, his or the red python's.
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