Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

After giving birth, Mo Lan was like an orchid that had experienced the baptism of wind and rain. Although she still exuded a faint fragrance, she could not hide her weakness from the inside out.

"Damn it, I'm still too weak. I need to hurry and recover."

Her face was as pale as paper, and although her eyes gleamed with maternal love, they could not hide the subtle fatigue.

"Qinger."

Whenever she tried to get up, her body would tremble slightly involuntarily, as if even the slightest movement required a great deal of effort.

"Qing'er, be good, I'm your sister, don't cry!"

She lay on the bed, her eyes occasionally gently falling on Mo Zi who was busy beside the crib, her heart filled with relief.

"Azi, you've worked so hard!"

Although Mo Zi is young, she has shown a carefulness and sense of responsibility beyond her age. Her little hands gently rock the cradle and hum a soft lullaby. Her innocence and warmth fill the whole room with a warm atmosphere.

"Young Master is so serious and dotes on his sister!"

"Yeah, I'm so envious. I wish I had a sister like this."

"Young Sect Master, this is not right. It should be like this..."

"Let us help you, Young Master..."

The maids assisted from the side. They were moved by Mo Zi's seriousness and persistence, and began to share their experience in caring for babies.

Mo Zi learns very quickly, and strives for perfection in every detail, from changing diapers to coaxing the baby to sleep.

"Hehe, this girl is not bad. It's just a little baby, simple as that!"

There is always a satisfied smile on her little face, as if taking care of Qing'er is her greatest happiness.

Mo Yun, on the other hand, became the family's "master chef." He read ancient books and researched various medicinal foods and nourishing soups, just to help Mo Lan recover as soon as possible.

“The taste of this dish is still a little off.”

"The proportions of this dish are wrong. The yin and yang are unbalanced, with the yin energy being a bit heavier."

In the kitchen, his busy figure and the aroma bubbling in the pot intertwined into a warm scene. Whenever he served a carefully prepared dish, Molan would always smile and praise it. The sweetness and happiness in her heart made the air around them seem sweet.

"Yun'er, you've worked so hard to prepare medicinal food for me every day."

“This is what I’m supposed to be as a mother.”

Although Master Yu is busy with sect affairs, he will return home immediately when he has free time to accompany Molan and Qing'er.

"Alan, today's sect..."

"Qing'er, I am your father."

He would either sit by the bed and whisper to Molan, sharing interesting stories in the sect; or he would pick up Qing'er and pat her gently with his broad hands, his eyes full of love and doting.

As the days passed, Molan gradually realized that there were subtle changes in the flow of rhythmic energy in her body. It was a kind of weakness and disorder that was different from the past.

"Damn it, why do I feel like my energy is failing from all the postpartum confinement these past few days?"

As a member of the Body Sect, she knew very well that this was not just a problem of postpartum recovery, but more likely some kind of imbalance within the body.

"Well, it seems I have to do it myself."

Therefore, she decided to use her profound rhyme power to start self-treatment, hoping to recover her health as soon as possible so that she could better take care of Qing'er and this family.

"Alan, you're being too impatient. Forcing yourself to drink water is bad for your health."

"It's okay, husband. This is what I should do as the sect leader."

"Oh, you're such a jerk. Never mind. I'll go get Yun'er over here too. Don't worry."

Seeing this, Yu Shi was filled with worry and reluctance. He knew Molan's character very well, that she was strong and independent, but at this moment, she clearly needed more support and care.

So, he called Mo Yun who was patrolling outside without hesitation, and the two of them sat together beside Mo Lan's bed, ready to heal her.

"Mother, you are being too reckless. Let me use my rhyme power to help you."

"Alan, don't worry. Mo Yun and I will always be by your side." Yu Shi's voice was gentle but firm. He gently held Mo Lan's hand, trying to pass on his strength to her. Mo Yun nodded silently, her eyes filled with concern and determination for her mother.

With the help of Yu Shi and Mo Yun, Mo Lan began to close her eyes and concentrate, mobilizing the Yun power in her body.

She took a deep breath, letting the warm and powerful energy flow slowly through her meridians, attempting to repair the damaged cells and tissues. As the rhythmic energy continued to gather and release, the atmosphere in the room became solemn and sacred.

Yu Shi and Mo Yun were guarding silently on the side, using their own rhyme power to provide Mo Lan with constant support.

"Father, Mother's health isn't very good right now. She feels like she's lost a lot of weight. It might be a little troublesome to replenish it now."

The Rain Master continued to encourage Molan, using his loving words to cheer her up: "Alan, you can do it. We believe in you. Your strength is infinite, and you will definitely be able to overcome all difficulties."

……

During this time, the responsibility of taking care of Qing'er fell on Ah Zi. Although she herself was still young and felt unfamiliar and uncertain about many things, she took on this responsibility without flinching.

A Zi carefully picked up Qing'er and tried to rock her gently, hoping to calm her down.

"Sister, be good and don't cry. I'm here."

However, her arms seemed not to be used to the weight and appeared a little shaky.

"Oh, no, no, it's still too heavy. Ah, I can hardly hold my sister anymore."

Qing'er didn't calm down in her arms, but cried even harder because of this instability.

"What should I do? What should I do? It's so annoying! Taking care of a baby is so troublesome. Can someone help me?"

Seeing this, Ah Zi was extremely anxious. She quickly adjusted her posture, trying to find the most comfortable way for Qing'er. But every time she tried, it seemed to fail.

"Come, sister, this is something good that I prepared for you. Look, it sounds very nice."

In order to cheer Qing'er up, Ah Zi specially prepared some small toys and lullabies. She gently plucked the small bells on the toys, making a clear and pleasant sound, hoping that this would attract Qing'er's attention.

"嘤嘤嘤"

However, Qing'er seemed uninterested in these things, and her crying continued.

"I look at the stars, I look at the moon, I look at my heart. The moon represents my heart. Dreams are sweet~~"

Ah Zi tried to hum the lullaby again, but her voice was still a little immature and the melody seemed a little awkward.

"嘤嘤嘤"

"Oh, this is so annoying, my sister doesn't like my singing!"

Qing'er seemed even more uneasy listening to the disharmonious singing, and her crying became louder.

Looking at Qing'er crying in her arms, A Zi's heart was filled with self-blame and helplessness.

"I should have known better. Let's try the old method first."

How she wished she could be Qing'er's most gentle protector, to make her feel safe and warm. But at this moment, she could only clumsily repeat those actions and words that seemed to have no effect.

She patted Qing'er's back gently, murmuring to herself, "Qing'er, be good, Qing'er, don't cry..." But this comfort did not seem to make Qing'er feel relieved at all.

Just then, the maids came running over after hearing the noise.

"That's not how you do it, Young Master. We're here to help you."

"Young Master, you should do it gently this way first, then that way..."

"Mmmmm~ You guys are finally here. I'm almost going crazy from being tortured. I don't want to look after the kids anymore."

Seeing Ah Zi's flustered look, they couldn't help but smile at each other. But then, they quickly stepped forward, took Qing'er, and began to coax her with their skilled and gentle hands.

"huhu"

After a while, Qing'er's crying gradually stopped, and was replaced by bursts of crisp laughter.

"Eat when you're full, sleep when you're full, eat when you're full. My brother and I spoil you, I'm so envious!"

Ah Zi looked at this scene, feeling both envious and emotional.