The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 47

Chapter 47: Chapter 40, Contrast l

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“Daohua’s cooking skills are really beyond words. I’ve had Laba congee every year, but this year’s is the tastiest.” Yan Zhiyuan praised Daohua without any reservation.

The old lady of the Yan Family loved hearing others complimenting Daohua; upon hearing her second son’s words, the smile on her face deepened.

Seeing this, Yan Zhiyuan immediately offered a few more praises, eliciting continuous laughter from the old lady.

Meanwhile, Daohua sat obediently beside Madam Li, her face displaying a smile that was proper and polite. She glanced at her third uncle, who was earnestly enjoying the Laba congee, and at her stepfather, who was maintaining a restrained mood and feigned authority, and thought to herself.

“This uncle of mine, a commoner, can make a place for himself in the County Governor’s Office. His insight and eloquence are indeed not to be underestimated.”

Through their interactions over these days, she had also found out that this uncle of hers was a smiling tiger, able to say one thing to one person and another to a ghost, extremely slick in dealing with others.

Knowing that her grandmother favored her, he would always find ways to praise her while not forgetting to mention others—a truly all-encompassing approach.

While Daohua was thinking about this, she felt a nudge on her arm. Turning her head, she saw her fourth brother, Yan Wenkai, looking at her with a grin, “Big sis, you’ll have to cook more in the future. I absolutely love the food you make.”

Before Daohua could reply, Madam Li said, “Don’t bother your sister; she has to study and learn needlework. Haven’t you seen how she has pricked her hands?” At these words, everyone looked toward Daohua’s hands.

Seeing the dense red pinpricks on her fair and delicate fingers, they were all momentarily stunned.

Daohua smiled faintly, “I’m a bit clumsy with needlework. Yishuang and the other sisters can already embroider large pieces, and I can’t even embroider a purse properly.”

No sooner had she spoken than her hand was grabbed by Yan Wenkai.

Yan Wenkai touched her fingers gently, his face full of concern, and blew on her fingers before looking up to ask, “Does it hurt?”

Daohua shook her head absently.

But Yan Wenkai was becoming indignant, “What’s the matter with that Master Qin? With big sis’s hand like this, why does he still insist on her embroidering that dratted purse? If he doesn’t know how to teach, should we get someone else?”

If it had been a normal day, Yan Zhigao would have definitely scolded Yan Wenkai at this time, but seeing his eldest daughter’s hand, he too was filled with anger.

Daohua had been in a rush to make the Laba congee earlier, so he hadn’t seen her hands clearly, but now that Wenkai was holding them up, the sight of the pinpricks made him feel somewhat numb.

Although his eldest daughter hadn’t been raised by his side, he still cherished her, and seeing her hands pricked like this, he instinctively felt that Master Qin had neglected her.

Yan Wenkai was still speaking, “Mom, why don’t you find a new teacher for big sis? I don’t think Master Qin has much of a scholarship, does he?”

Upon hearing this, Daohua couldn’t help wanting to clap her hands.

She had been diligently practicing her needlework but hadn’t intended to elicit sympathy from everyone, yet if it meant getting a new teacher as a result, she would be pleased.

Daohua took a careful look at her foster fourth brother; if not for the genuine concern on his face, she would have thought he was deliberately setting a trap for Master Qin.

He really was an honest child.

Who knew that the next second, she would hear Yan Wenkai say, “My big sis’s hands are made for cooking. If they get ruined by needles, who will make us delicious food in the future?”

Upon hearing this, Daohua’s touched feeling immediately withdrew, and she quickly pulled back her hand, glaring at her foster fourth brother, “So it turns out I’m just someone who cooks? I’ll stop cooking in the future. If you want to eat, make it yourself.”

“No, don’t!” Yan Wenkai immediately let out a wail, “Good sis, I was wrong, you can’t stop making food. Otherwise, how am I to survive in the future?”

The two of them bantered back and forth, quickly reigniting the lively atmosphere at the dining table.

The others’ eyes flickered; everyone in the Yan Family was aware of the relationship between Master Qin and Aunt Lin, and if Master Qin couldn’t curry favor, Aunt Lin would also be embarrassed.