xymnovel Chapter 566 Daily Life
Chapter 566 Daily Life
Lin Nian'er has grown taller and is now a young woman.
If she heard that, she would definitely stand there with her hands on her hips and retort:
"I'm a grown woman now!"
That day, she wore that little red dress and had her hair in two little pigtails. She chased butterflies in the garden until she was covered in sweat.
"Stop running! You stop right there!"
The butterfly ignored her and flew away, flapping its wings.
Lin Nian'er wasn't angry. She squatted down, picked a wildflower, stuck it in her hair, and happily ran to the pond to look at her reflection.
Look left, look right.
He nodded in satisfaction: "Yes, it looks good!"
Then he turned around and went to chase the dragonfly again.
A string of little tails followed behind.
Lin Nianjun, Lin Nianbei, Lin Nianying, Lin Nianjie, Lin Nianze, Lin Nianzhao, Lin Niansu, Lin Nianruo, Lin Nianxing.
The nine children lined up in a row, stumbling and running after their eldest sister.
Run two steps and fall down, but don't cry, get up and keep running.
Lin Nianze veered off course while running and crashed headfirst into a pillar.
With a "bang".
The child paused for a second, his lips trembled, and his eyes reddened.
The wet nurse rushed over immediately: "Oh my little darling—"
Before he could even pick her up, Lin Nianze saw an ant crawling past his feet, and his eyes lit up instantly, forcing back his tears.
"Ant!"
Then I lay down on the ground and started watching the ants.
Wet nurse: ? ? ?
"Brother! Wait for me!" Lin Nianruo called from behind, her short legs moving incredibly fast.
"You're too slow!" Lin Nianjun didn't even turn his head, running like a whirlwind.
"My legs are short!" Lin Nianruo said pitifully, her voice almost trembling with tears.
Lin Nianjun sighed, his tone sounding like that of a forty-year-old middle-aged man.
He turned and ran back, grabbing Lin Nianruo's hand: "Let's go, you short legs."
"You're the one with short legs!" Lin Nianruo burst into laughter through her tears, revealing her gap-toothed mouth.
Two little children ran forward hand in hand.
The youngest, Lin Nianxing, had just learned to walk, wobbling like a little penguin.
Seeing her older siblings run off into the distance, she stomped her feet in frustration, yelling, "Aaaaah!"
The wet nurse followed behind, saying, "Young lady, slow down, slow down—"
Lin Nianxing wouldn't listen.
Charge headfirst!
Three steps.
"Splat".
She fell flat on her face, her little mouth pouting.
"Wow--"
The crying was deafening, and all the birds in the yard flew away.
The wet nurse quickly picked him up: "Oh, oh, oh, good boy, don't cry, don't cry—"
Lin Nianxing leaned on her nanny's shoulder, her eyes brimming with tears as she gazed into the distance, still sobbing.
The wet nurse patted her back: "How about I take you to find your older brothers and sisters?"
Lin Nianxing sniffed, tears still clinging to her face, and nodded pitifully.
The old lady sat on a grand chair in the courtyard, twirling her prayer beads as she watched the group of mischievous monkeys running around.
The smile never left his lips.
Su Wanqing sat beside her, holding an embroidery hoop in her hand, embroidering stitch by stitch.
The embroidery features peonies in red, yellow, purple, and white, each bloom covering the white silk.
The stitches are so fine, it's like a machine.
"Mother, take a rest." Lin Chen walked over. "The embroidery you've done is enough for those naughty children until they come of age."
Su Wanqing didn't even look up: "Jun'er and the others have enough, but Ruyan and the others still don't have enough."
He paused, then added, "You only care about causing trouble, you don't care at all about the things that are born."
Lin Chen blushed slightly: "Ahem, I've been busy cultivating..."
"Busy?" Su Wanqing finally raised her head and glanced at Lin Chen.
"While you are cultivating your skills, you also need to take care of your wives and concubines who are not yet pregnant."
"Now that we've taken them in, we can't let them spend the rest of their lives lonely and destitute, can we?"
Lin Chen smiled wryly: "Mother, it's not that I don't care, it's just that my cultivation is getting higher and higher, and having children depends on fate."
"Fate?" Su Wanqing raised an eyebrow.
"Then you'd better hurry up, our family business is so big now, but we still don't have enough children."
Back in the day, your mother gave birth to all eight of you brothers without stopping, and your father…”
At this point, Su Wanqing suddenly stopped, and the needle in her hand also stopped.
She lowered her head and continued embroidering, but her eyes were clearly unfocused.
Lin Chen sighed inwardly and said nothing more.
His father and elder brother's highest cultivation level was Grandmaster, and even if he breaks through to God-Emperor in the future, it will be difficult to retrieve them from the river of time and space.
Perhaps only transcendence is possible, but Lin Chen dared not hope that he could transcend.
Not to mention, what would happen to Liu Ruyan and the others if their brothers were resurrected?
Lin Chen sighed inwardly, not daring to think about these things too deeply.
Then he walked over and sat down next to the old lady, holding her hand.
The old lady's hands were cool, dry, and had distinct knuckles.
Lin Chen rubbed it to warm it up for her.
The old lady patted Lin Chen's hand without saying a word.
The two of them just sat there, watching the children running around in the yard.
Sunlight filtered through the leaves, scattering like shattered gold across the ground.
When the wind blows, the osmanthus blossoms smell sweet and delicate.
"Father!"
Lin Nian'er ran over at some point, buried her face in Lin Chen's arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, and planted a kiss on his cheek.
Lin Chen smiled, picked up Lin Nian'er, and kissed her on the cheek.
"Father!" Lin Nian'er hugged Lin Chen's neck and refused to get down.
"What's wrong?"
I want to eat candied hawthorn.
"Let the wet nurse take you to buy it."
"No!" Lin Nian'er shook her head vigorously, like a rattle-drum. "I want Daddy to take me!"
Lin Chen glanced at the old lady.
The old lady smiled and waved her hand, "Go on, go on. It's rare for you to have some free time, spend more time with the children."
Lin Chen stood up, picked up Lin Nian'er with one hand and scooped up Lin Nianxing from the wet nurse's arms with the other.
"Let's go buy candied hawthorns!"
Lin Nian'er cheered, "Yay!"
Lin Nianxing also joined in, making "ah ah ah" sounds.
Although she might not know what candied hawthorn berries are, she was happy to see her sister so happy.
That shout had a significant effect; the remaining eight children all swarmed around him at once.
"I'm going too!"
"I want to go too!"
"Take me with you!"
"Daddy, I want a hug too!"
Lin Chen was surrounded by a group of children and couldn't move at all.
"One at a time!" Lin Chen shouted, "Don't push, don't push—"
"Daddy, I want to ride a big horse!" Lin Nianjun was the first to raise his hand, his voice booming.
"I want to ride too!"
"Me too!"
"Why can you ride it! I want to ride it too!"
The situation briefly spiraled out of control.
Lin Chen looked at this group of little radish heads and felt his head was about to explode.
"Alright, alright, ride one at a time."
He squatted down.
Lin Nianjun was the first to climb up, straddle Lin Chen's shoulders, hug his head, and grin from ear to ear.
"Giddy up! Giddy up!"
Lin Chen rolled his eyes: "I'm not a horse."
"Daddy is the best!" Lin Nianjun bent down and kissed Lin Chen on the cheek.
"Smack," more drool.
Ok.
Let's just leave it at that.
Lin Chen held Lin Nianxing in one arm, with Lin Nianjun riding on his neck, and a string of little tails following behind.
Lin Nian'er tugged at his sleeve, "Daddy, I want two skewers!"
"I want three skewers!"
"I want eight skewers!"
"I want... a whole string of them!"
"Father, slow down, I can't keep up!"
Lin Chen looked back and saw that the smallest little ones were running so fast their legs were practically smoking.
With a thought, he summoned the flying boat.