The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 74

Chapter 74: Chapter 62, The Reunion of the Bumpkin and the Unlucky Guy_l

Looking at the desolate and outdated small courtyard before him, Yan Zhigao couldn’t maintain the forced smile on his face any longer.

The servant leading the way also looked somewhat embarrassed, he chuckled sheepishly, “Well… Lord County Magistrate, please rest well, I’ll take my leave!” With that, he ran off in a hurry.

“This is too much bullying!”

Yan Wenxiu, still in his teens, could not suppress his anger as well as Yan Zhigao and Teacher Xiao, not to mention the literati pride of preferring death to humiliation, which made him tremble with rage at this moment.

Daohua, seeing his face turn red, feared he might get sick from anger and quickly stepped forward to console him, “Big brother, we shouldn’t bother with these fair-weather flatterers. Once you pass the imperial examinations, no one will dare to treat us like this again.”

Yan Zhigao stepped forward and patted his eldest son on the shoulder, sighing, “Your sister is right. Only those with achievements are respected. Rather than getting upset over a posthouse manager here, it’s better to think about how to study well.”

“As long as you can achieve the rank of imperial scholar, our family will have two imperial scholars, which can barely be considered a Scholar Family. By then, everyone will look up to us.”

Daohua saw Yan Wenxiu’s eyes firm up upon hearing these words but was worried about the pressure he was putting on himself and immediately said, “Big brother, don’t be too anxious. You’re still young, just focus on your studies for now, and leave the rest to father!”

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhigao shot Daohua a glare. Only now was she thinking of him as a father—why didn’t she remember that when she was talking back to him earlier?

Teacher Xiao observed Daohua with a smile and saw that Yan Wenxiu’s expression relaxed a bit after hearing her words. His eyes twinkled a few times. Looks like Miss Yan is not all about charging ahead recklessly!

“Let’s go, let’s tidy up inside, we still have to sleep tonight!”

With the matter of changing courtyards, everyone’s mood was not great, and after entering the courtyard, their faces grew even gloomier.

“It was bad enough that it’s shabby, but it’s so small as well—there’s not enough room for us!” Yan Wenkai grumbled discontentedly.

Daohua tugged at him, signaling him not to fuel the fire. Had he not noticed how stormy their foster father’s face was already?

In the courtyard, there were only five rooms: one for Yan Zhigao, one for Teacher Xiao, one for Daohua, the three brothers, Yan Wenxiu, crammed into one, and the last room was given to the several lads who came along.

“Oh dear, these quilts are all moldy, how are we going to sleep tonight?” Yan Wenkai’s dissatisfied voice rang out again.

After hearing this, Daohua looked at the sky and saw that there were still a couple of hours until nightfall. After some thought, she took her brothers to set up a long rope in the courtyard and took all the quilts from each of the rooms to air them out.

“Although there isn’t much sun, airing out the musty smell is good too.” It was still January, with little sunshine during the day, but since the fifteenth day of the month, there had been no more snow.

That evening, all the young ones, including Daohua, had a poor night’s sleep, tossing and turning. One reason was the moldy and damp quilts which were uncomfortable, and the other was the impact of changing courtyards during the day.

Daohua lay in bed, staring blankly at the top of the canopy.

In this ancient era, power was too important. Those without power couldn’t even hope to retain any dignity. If Yan Zhigao, as the head of a county, could be treated with such disregard and contempt, not to mention the common folk.

Alas…

The next morning, Daohua and the others appeared at the breakfast table with dark circles under their eyes.

Yan Zhigao and Teacher Xiao also didn’t look well-rested, clearly having had a bad night.

When breakfast was nearly finished, Yan Zhigao said, “Later on, I need to meet some officials. You youngsters stay put in the posthouse and don’t run around. Once I finish my affairs, I will take you to the Li Residence to visit your uncle.”

Yan Wenxiu put down his eating utensils and said earnestly, “Father, go ahead with your business. I will take care of my younger siblings.”

Yan Zhigao nodded, confident in his steady eldest son.

After breakfast, Yan Zhigao left. Not long after his departure, Teacher Xiao also went out to visit friends, leaving only Daohua and her young siblings in the courtyard.

Yan Wenkai was the first to grow restless, “Are we just going to stay in the courtyard all the time?”

Wentao responded, “Uncle told us not to run around. I think we should just stay put!”

Yan Wenxiu also gave Yan Wenkai a stern look, “Father is here for an official report. We can’t be of much help, but we shouldn’t add to his troubles, either.”

Seeing that both his brothers disagreed with going out, a dejected Yan Wenkai went to find Daohua.

At the moment, Daohua was in the courtyard, busy arranging potted plants to give to their uncles.

Each potted plant was bursting with vivid and lush blooms, and although there were no particularly precious flowers or plants, they were beautiful in their flourishing splendor.

Seeing the colorful potted plants lifted Yan Wenkai’s spirits quite a bit, and he squatted down to help Daohua tend to them.

“Bang!”

Suddenly, a cuju ball fell from the sky and smashed a potted begonia to pieces.

As soon as they came out, they saw a brocade-clad youth running into their courtyard, surrounded by a group of servants. _{freeweɓnovel.cѳm}