The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 243

Chapter 243: Chapter 225, I can _1

The charcoal and tea set were quickly brought over.

After roasting the charcoal for a while, Daohua’s hands no longer felt cold, and then she leisurely began to prepare the tea.

Master Shen was very fond of tasting tea, and sometimes when she arrived early for class and happened to stop by, she would be invited to share a few cups, thus seizing the opportunity to learn a bit.

Xiao Yeyang sat across the stone table, silently watching Daohua, whose demeanor was calm and movements practiced.

This fellow had both an active side and a quiet side.

Lively and cheerful when in motion, gentle and tranquil when still.

Combining both dynamism and serenity, it somehow never seemed contradictory, but instead created a unique harmony.

“Come, try the tea I’ve brewed!”

Daohua poured a cup of the prepared tea for Xiao Yeyang, and then gazed at him with wide eyes, waiting for his appraisal.

Taking up the teacup, Xiao Yeyang had a delicate sip, seeing Daohua’s eyes sparkly, expecting praise, he lightly smiled, “It’s decent!”

Daohua pouted, poured herself another cup, and then held it up for a taste, murmuring, “It’s clearly very good.”

Xiao Yeyang just smiled without a word, then studied Daohua’s features and pondered for a moment before asking, “I heard you have a new younger sister?”

Daohua glanced at him, “You sure are well-informed.”

In his mind, Xiao Yeyang thought that with Yan Wenkai’s big mouth, it would have been difficult for him not to know, “That… you’re not unhappy, are you?”

Last time, when the Yan patriarch brought treats to his concubine, this fellow sulked for days. With the arrival of a new sister now, who knew what kind of mood she might be in.

Daohua poured herself another cup of tea before speaking lightly, “What is there for me to be unhappy about? Even if I am unhappy, what can be done about it? Will not the child still be born?”

Xiao Yeyang nodded, “It’s good that you can think that way, I was afraid you’d back yourself into a corner and make yourself miserable.”

Daohua looked up at Xiao Yeyang, narrowing her eyes slightly, “You also think that in a family, it doesn’t really matter how many illegitimate sons and daughters are born, right?”

Seeing Daohua’s expression turn a bit hostile, Xiao Yeyang wore an exasperated look, “I don’t like the idea of illegitimate children either, but when everyone else is doing it, what can you do?”

Daohua averted her gaze, “If you can’t change others, then change yourself. Surely you don’t have to follow suit with whatever others do.” With that, she paused, then lifted her gaze to size up Xiao Yeyang, “You say you don’t like illegitimate children, so can you avoid taking concubines in the future?”

Xiao Yeyang was momentarily speechless, struggling to find an immediate response.

Seeing this, Daohua scoffed, “All talk and no action.”

“I can…”

Xiao Yeyang had barely begun speaking when Yan Wenkai arrived with a pot of Mo Ju in his hands. His voice reached the pavilion even before he stepped in.

His booming voice drowned out Xiao Yeyang’s.

“Big sister!”

Daohua’s attention was diverted; she quickly got up to greet him, “Where’s your servant? Why didn’t you let him help you carry that?” she said as she took the pot of Mo Ju and placed it by the pavilion eaves.

Yan Wenkai laughed, “I sent him to fetch something for me.” Glancing at the stone table, he commented, “Oh, you’re having tea here. Pour me a cup too.”

Daohua smiled and sat back down, swiftly pouring a cup of tea for Yan Wenkai.

Yan Wenkai seldom savored his tea; with his head tilted back, the cup was emptied in no time. He then held it out to Daohua with a smile, “Good tea, another cup, please.”

Daohua was particularly fond of her fourth brother’s manner, briskly refilling his cup.

Xiao Yeyang shook his head on the side, “A bull chewing peonies.”