Xiao Tian: "..."I'd like the mutton-stuffed ones, at least twelve."
After saying that, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up, showing a deep smile.
"Since your words are so much to my liking, I'll let you have this little advantage. Come on, let's go home."
Xiao Tian closed the door. Looking at Yi Qing who had already reached the kitchen door, he suddenly asked, "What do you think of General Xiao?"
"What do I think?" Yi Qing turned back to look at him. The sunlight cast a golden glow on her, softening her rather cold and tough temperament. She said, "All his achievements vanished like ashes in the wind. Once a person is dead, nothing really matters."
"What about when he was alive?" Xiao Tian pressed on.
He stood in the sun, his tall and imposing figure exuding a sense of oppression, yet his hands unconsciously tightened in his sleeves.
"When he was alive..." Yi Qing seemed to fall into a brief recollection.
Xiao Tian was so nervous that he could almost hear his own heartbeat.
He was nervous not because of love, but because for so many years, he had never dared to ask this question. However, subconsciously, he had always been eager to know the answer.
"He was really good at his job." Yi Qing suddenly burst into laughter.
Xiao Tian blushed to the roots of his ears. "You... you woman!"
She was truly hopeless!
However, the next moment, the seemingly hopeless woman looked up at the sky, as if filled with endless emotion, and said, "A fair evaluation may be late, but it will never be absent. Time will eventually sweep away the dust on honor and reveal its true brilliance."
Xiao Tian was stunned, as if nailed to the spot, unable to move.
Unexpectedly, Yi Qing changed the subject. "I just don't know if late justice can still be considered justice. For him during his lifetime, was this layer of dust like a mountain? His life is already over."
Xiao Tian's eyes turned red, and he forcefully held back his tears.
No one had ever been able to hit the nail on the head of his heart like this.
Then the woman turned around and walked into the kitchen, saying, "Don't you want to eat mutton buns? Come in and chop the meat filling!"
The radiant woman from just now instantly turned into a worldly and spicy one.
In the evening, Baozi begged Xiao Tian to teach him how to write.
Yi Qing said, "Don't you have copybooks?"
"None of them are as good as Lord Xiao's calligraphy."
Xiao Tian didn't put on any airs and seriously gave him pointers.
Yi Qing then went to the kitchen with Zisu to clean up.
"What happened while I was out during the day?" Zisu asked Yi Qing while washing the dishes.
When Zisu was washing the dishes, Yi Qing never looked at her.
Watching Zisu wash the dishes was enough to give someone a heart attack. One could watch the bowls being knocked over in all kinds of postures, rolling and sliding... and then being caught by Zisu in equally strange ways.
"Nothing much. Sun Xiaohua came to deliver silver, but I scolded her until she cried and ran away."
Zisu sneered. "You're actually willing to waste your breath on her."
"She came looking for a scolding. If I didn't scold her, she'd think I'm really a saint!" Yi Qing said. "Why do you suddenly ask this?"
"I just feel that since we came back, the whole house smells of an affair."
Yi Qing: "..."
Who said she was the sharp-tongued one?
Let Zisu show up and give it a try.
"Xiao Tian is quite good-looking. I wouldn't mind giving it a try either," Yi Qing said with a smile. "But this guy has Xiao Jinghan on his mind all the time, so forget it."
He was too loyal. Just mentioning Xiao Jinghan would bring tears to his eyes.
For a person like this, how could one expect him to have romantic feelings for the general's woman, even if it was just a fleeting romance?
"I think he's about to betray his master," Zisu said coolly. "He's looked at you at least three times tonight."
Yi Qing: "..."The house is this small. It's hard not to look at me, isn't it?"
Zisu snorted and stopped talking to her, concentrating on washing the dishes.
Xiao Jinghan noticed that Yi Qing rarely went out. Zisu took care of selling medicine and buying things. Even Baozi didn't go out much. Except for going to school, he would only go to the street corner to buy milk and then stay at home, either reading or playing by himself.
Yi Qing had bought more than a dozen chickens, and Baozi wouldn't let any of them be killed. He gave each chicken a name and would never mix them up.
No matter how Xiao Jinghan looked at them, the chickens all seemed to look the same.
Baozi stared at the chickens, and Xiao Jinghan stared at Baozi. One big and one small, they were really bored.
"Yi Duo, let's go out for a walk."
"I'm not going." Baozi refused coldly.
"Why?"
When Xiao Tian was a child, he couldn't stay at home for a single moment except when sleeping.
In his memory, he often played until he fell asleep and didn't know how he got home. After waking up, he'd wash his face, grab a bun or a pancake and run out again.
Baozi was nothing like him.
Immediately afterwards, he thought his own thought was ridiculous.
Baozi wasn't his son. Why should he be like him?
Was he being influenced by Yi Qing and becoming unreliable too?
Baozi looked towards the house and whispered, "They bully me. If I go out, my mother will worry."
Xiao Jinghan didn't expect this to be the reason. He was rather disappointed and said, "Even if you can't win, you should fight. How can you be so timid?"
"I'm not timid. I'm just afraid my mother will worry."
"Can you win?" Xiao Tian thought he was making excuses for himself.
"Even if I can't win at the moment, I'll surely get even later," Baozi said, clenching his small fists tightly. "I have to use my brain."