The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 73

Chapter 73: Chapter 61, Posthouse_l

Ancient carriages were not shock-absorbent, and if one’s body was not well, riding in a carriage for several days straight would leave one utterly exhausted.

Just two days since leaving Linyi County, the color in Yan Wenxiu’s face seemed a bit off; he appeared rather uncomfortable sitting in the carriage.

Seeing his eldest brother so weak, Daohua shook her head, “Eldest brother, you really are too frail. You should pay attention to balancing work and rest, even when you’re studying.”

Yan Wenkai followed with vigorous nodding, “Exactly! Every time I ask eldest brother to come out and exercise, he ignores me.”

Yan Wenxiu glanced at his fourth brother and replied irritably, “Is that what you call exercising? Isn’t that just playing around?

Yan Wenkai retorted confidently, “I get some exercise in the process of playing —it’s the best of both worlds!” He then looked at Daohua and Wentao, “Big sister, I see that you and third brother are both looking pretty good!” They even seemed more spirited than this fun-loving noise-maker.

Wentao chuckled as he took over the conversation, “That’s because, back in Yan Family Village, Daohua was famously known as a blessed child. She hardly ever got sick from the time she was little, and she could run faster than adults.

My health improved a lot from running after her.’

Hearing this, both Yan Wenxiu and Yan Wenkai laughed.

Yan Wenxiu looked at Daohua, “Having a healthy body is the foundation of everything, especially for women. To have a good constitution is an immense blessing. However, while it’s true that proper exercise is good for health, as a woman, it’s still important to prioritize composure and dignity.”

Faced with her eldest brother’s continued sermonizing at such a moment, Daohua sighed and said coquettishly, “Eldest brother, I knowyou mean well for me, but I’m disguised as a man now and we’re traveling. So, please don’t hang on to manners and etiquette all the time, at least for this period let me enjoy some relaxed days.”

Heaven knew how torturous it was to be a gentle and quiet lady of high status, never showing teeth when smiling, unable not to do this, not to say that. This was quite difficult for someone used to being unrestricted.

Seeing Daohua’s healthy complexion, Yan Wenxiu continued, “The world has stricter expectations for women. One’s every word and action must be cultivated from a young age so that etiquette and customs become second nature. That way, no matter where you go in the future, no one will be able to find fault in you.”

His little sister was a free spirit, and as her eldest brother, he couldn’t help but worry about her sometimes.

Most men in the world still preferred gentle and composed women. A too forceful personality might give an impression of being uncontrollable and could cause others to keep their distance.

Daohua knew that conceptual conflicts like this were hard to resolve through words.

The best solution was for her to let it go in one ear and out the other.

Living in ancient times, she could adapt to the local customs for the sake of survival, but she didn’t want to be completely assimilated.

That evening, Daohua and her group sought shelter in an inn.

As they dismounted from the carriage, seeing Yan Zhigao and Teacher Xiao’s unsteady stances, Daohua shook her head again-these people were too weak!

“Hold on a little longer, just two more days until we reach the city.”

Linyi County was remote, and the city was quite a distance away, with rugged mountain roads part of the journey. Even by carriage, it would take at least five days to arrive.

Seeing that the younger ones were still in good spirits, Yan Zhigao breathed a sigh of relief. His biggest concern had been them falling ill during the trip.

Now that he saw them healthy, his mind was significantly more at ease.

After a night’s rest, everyone felt somewhat better, and early the next morning, they set off on the road again without delay.

“Dad!”

Just as he settled into the carriage, Yan Zhigao heard his fourth son’s voice. He opened the curtain, “What’s the matter?