Mrs. Cultivation Notes

Chapter 3 What is a Daughter-in-law—Can I Eat It?

In the house full of joy.

Perhaps it was late at night, and Xiao Nuannuan was too sleepy, so the chick nodded and fell asleep like a chicken pecking at rice.

He kept clicking and clicking, and then directly hit Yan Qingchen.

In Yan Qingchen's dream, he was woken up frightened by a little monster pressing on him.

Seeing a lump on his body, he instinctively stretched out his hand and pushed it away, the sound of a child in pain.

Only then did he realize that the red dumpling lying on his body was a three or four year old girl.

She was dressed in red, with a little red between her eyebrows, her watery eyes were like black grapes, and her fair little face was plump like the freshest and softest pastry, which would burst with a blow.

"You're awake, is the candy delicious?" Xiao Nuannuan asked happily, still a little sleepy, and moved over.

Yan Qingchen stared at her with disgust, "Who are you?"

"I'm Xiao Nuannuan, they, they say I'm your daughter-in-law. What is a daughter-in-law, can I eat it? The old temple master said, your house is full of delicious food, which I have never eaten before."

Xiao Nuan Nuan whispered, like a talkative little parrot.He didn't care how much Yan Qingchen listened to.

Yan Qingchen frowned, the bull's head was wrong.

He simply got up from the bed, opened the door and went out.

Seeing him coming out, the maid at the stairs took a step back in fright, both surprised and happy.

Rubbing his eyes, "My God, Second Young Master, are you awake?"

Ignoring Yan Qingchen, he rushed to the old lady's yard.

In a short while, the entire Yan family knew that Yan Qingchen was awake.

Yan Qingchen asked the reason clearly, came back and sat by the bed, wearing a very formal suit and white shirt, looking at Su Nuannuan who was sitting on the bed with her little feet in her arms.

He never thought in his life that when he was sick, it would be a three-year-old doll who made him happy.

Yan Qingchen was furious like thunder.
Doesn't this mean that he will have a child bride?What is the system of spreading it out?

"Go out and let them take you back!" Yan Qingchen pointed to the door.

Looking at Xiaotuanzi who was standing barefoot on the carpet and eating fruit from the table, he was a little disgusted.

"I can't go back. The old temple master said that I can't go back when I come."

Yan Qingchen was angry, so he got up and pulled her. Su Nuannuan was frightened, and burst into tears.

Pushing the door open, he shouted, "Lin Sheng, send her back where she came from." Holding her, he wanted to rush out.

There was a vague voice of evasion at the door, "What, Second Master, you want chicken soup, okay, I'll go prepare it right away!"

The boy named Lin Sheng slid faster than anyone else, and his voice faded away.

"This is arranged by the old lady. I don't dare to take over. You should handle it yourself!"

Yan Qingchen frowned, his cold anger spread, and he stuffed her into the hands of a servant girl indiscriminately, "You, send her to the old lady."

Close the door and isolate it from the outside world.

The servant girl stared blankly at the little powder dumpling standing barefoot on the ground, and then at the closed door.

A little aggrieved, how dare she be such a big master?
The crying outside the room gradually faded away, and after a long time, Yan Qingchen lay back on the bed again.

There was a strange smell beside the pillow, like a milky peach, which seemed to be left by the little dumpling.

Yan Qingchen rested his hands on his pillow, and after a long time, his thoughts drifted away.

This little dumpling should have been sent out!
Her foggy eyes at the door just now appeared in her mind.

Will she be sent back to the Taoist temple?
What did she mean when she said she couldn't go back?
Thinking, suddenly aware of his own thoughts, Yan Qingchen was a little irritable.

Where is she going back? Is it something he should worry about?
Anyway, don't get in the way of his eyes.
"Dong dong dong!" There was a knock on the door.

(End of this chapter)