After dying early, I traveled to ancient times and became a boy

Everyone was busy serving food in the front hall, so Ye Xunbai sat alone in the kitchen to eat. His brother had left a lot of delicious food for him and also assigned him a very important task, which was to watch over the kitchen and prevent anyone from causing trouble.

Basically everyone in the mansion knew Ye Xunbai. He was still young and no one took him seriously. He was like air at ordinary times, so naturally no one would pay attention to him.

Ye Xunbai was eating the roast duck leg that his brother had secretly saved for him, and writing on the ground with a burnt branch in his hand. He hadn't written for the past few days, and it would be bad if he couldn't write when he went back.

"Hey, kid, what are you eating?" A person suddenly appeared in front of him.

Ye Xunbai was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, and his duck legs almost fell off.

He was also a young man, about seven or eight years old, very handsome, with big eyes, and dressed very beautifully, but he was very rude.

Ye Xunbai frowned and said, "Why are you scaring me?"

The boy saw that he frowned and smiled brightly, "You are so beautiful!"

Ye Xunbai didn't want to pay attention to him because he scared himself and almost scared his duck legs off.

"Don't ignore me." The boy squatted down and spoke to him, "Are you writing? Can you write? Your handwriting is really beautiful. I can't do that. My handwriting is ugly. My father said I'm not cut out for writing. I'd better chop wood from now on."

"My brother said there's no such thing as bad handwriting, only people who don't write seriously." Ye Xunbai lectured him, "My brother also said that if you have the opportunity to read and write, you should write well."

The boy was silent for a moment, then said, "Then give me your food, and I'll write well."

Ye Xunbai's little brain was unable to react, "Why should I give you the food?"

The boy said as a matter of course: "Because I'm hungry. When I'm hungry, I don't have the energy to write, don't you think?"

Ye Xunbai was a kind-hearted child. When he heard that the little brother was hungry, he immediately gave him all his food and said, "Eat, eat. Brother said that only when you are full can you have the strength to work."

The young man was not polite and grabbed the chicken and duck legs and started to eat them.

"No, no." Ye Xunbai refused to let him eat. "You didn't wash your hands. Eating without washing your hands will give you a stomachache."

"What a hassle." The boy muttered, but still went to wash his hands.

When he came back, Ye Xunbai had already prepared his lunch. He scooped a small bowl of meatball soup, prepared rice, and cut some glutinous rice lotus root.

The young man sat on the bench and ate very unceremoniously, taking a bite on the left and a bite on the right, praising the food as he ate.

Ye Xunbai said happily: "Yeah, these are all made by my brother. My brother cooks delicious food."

The little brother said, "Then I'll ask my dad to bring you and your brother to my house. Your brother will cook for us, and then you can be my study companion."

"No, I don't want to go to your house." Ye Xunbai insisted: "I want to be with my brother."

"Take your brother with you." said the little boy.

"No, brother wants to be with Brother Ah Heng." Ye Xunbai said again.

"Then take them all away."

"And Brother Xiaoyan."

"Take it with you."

"Sister Xiaojing."

"...Bring it with you. My house is big."

"Brother Xiaoan, Xiaoxu'er, Sister Lan'er, Third Granny, Sister Luzhu, Uncle Yu, Brother Dami, Xiaomi..."

"Take them all!" The young man said arrogantly, patting his chest, "We in the Annan Palace can easily support hundreds of people. Come with me, and we can eat whatever we want in the future."

Ye Xunbai didn’t understand what the Annan Palace was, but someone did.

"Are you the young master of the Annan Palace they are looking for?" Ye Xunqing came back to cook and happened to hear the child kidnapping his brother.

"Yes!" The boy said without any stage fright. "Who are you?"

"Brother." Ye Xunbai ran over to hug his brother, "This little brother said he wants me to live in his house."

"We're not going." Ye Xunqing reached out and picked up Ye Xunbai, then said to the little boy, "Hurry up and go to the front hall. Your family is looking for you."

"It's okay, it's okay." The little brother waved his hand and continued to eat his delicious meal. "My father knows that I have entered the mansion. I will go to him after I have eaten my fill."

"Your father? Are you Commander Zhao's son?" Ye Xunqing asked deliberately.

"Hush!" the little boy jumped up and said, "Don't tell anyone. My dad won't let me call him daddy in public."

Ye Xunqing smiled. This family was quite interesting.

"You guys go play." Ye Xunqing put Ye Xunbai next to his little brother and said, "Xiaobai, watch him and don't let him run around. Brother has to go cook."

"Yeah." Ye Xunbai moved a small stool over to talk to him.

Feng Jingheng came in with half a basin of vegetables. As soon as he entered the door, he saw an extra child and thought that Ye Xunqing had picked it up again.

"Aqing, can you find a child in the mansion?" Feng Jingheng didn't want to have another child in the family. Another child would take away Aqing's love for him.

"No." Ye Xunqing said quietly: "The young master of the Annan Palace is a playful child."

Feng Jingheng thought of the situation in the front hall, "Are they looking for him?"

"That should be the case." Ye Xunqing said, "But neither side seems to be in a hurry." Especially the biological father, who was incredibly calm and never moved after sitting down.

Feng Jingheng said, "I'll go get someone to take him back."

"No, no." The little brother waved his hand, "I'll go find my dad after I'm full."

Ye Xunqing shrugged. "Come on, Ah Heng. Let's go cook. We'll ask Mr. Zheng for more money later. This counts as overtime, and overtime pay is tripled."

Feng Jingheng had no choice but to let them go.

Ye Xunqing said loudly: "Hey, I don't know what Commander Zhao likes to eat. If he doesn't like the food I cook, that would be terrible!"

"I know, I know." The boy immediately raised the chicken drumstick and said, "My dad doesn't eat spicy food or ginger. He likes chicken and duck, and he also likes sweet food."

Ye Xunqing curled his lips and smiled, "Thanks, little darling, I'll give you some more food later."

The boy was very happy to add more food, "Yeah, I want roast duck too, this roast duck is so delicious!"

Hearing this, Feng Jingheng smiled and said, "This kid is quite entertaining. He doesn't have the airs of a prince at all."

Ye Xunqing said, "It's obvious he was raised in a free-range environment. I believe King Annan loves him dearly."

While he was cooking, he observed the two children because he was worried that the little boy would bully his little bai. But the little boy did not bully little bai and even fed little bai from time to time.

Xiaobai also seems to like getting along with this little brother. At least he is smiling happily now.

Ye Xunqing began to reflect that he was too strict with Xiaobai. Should he let Xiaobai play with other children of the same age?