[Mo Dao Zu Shi Fanfiction] I Raise A Ying in Yiling

After leaving the live stream, Wei Chaoyan didn't care how many people were still online. Ignoring her image, she slumped into her chair like Ge You under the strange and puzzled gazes of the three little ones (no, two little ones plus an immature child) at the desk next to her. It took her a while to recover some of her energy.

Once she recovered, Wei Chaoyan waved to Wei Ying and Qi Ye, who were anxiously circling around her, and said, "Don't worry, Sister just got so engrossed that she didn't notice the time and hurt her wrist while writing. She'll be fine after a rest."

Qi Ye glanced disapprovingly at Wei Chaoyan, who was not taking it seriously, and pulled Wei Ying along to loudly condemn Wei Chaoyan's bad behavior of not paying attention to her own body.

The surge of anger from her younger brothers forced Wei Chaoyan to surrender and temporarily back down. She decisively admitted defeat, saying, "Sister was wrong. Sister will be more careful in the future. Please don't be angry anymore, okay? Sister won't do it again. I swear!" Wei Chaoyan raised her hand solemnly as if making a vow.

Seeing that Wei Chaoyan had taken the initiative to admit defeat and promised not to do it again, Qi Ye and Wei Ying's expressions softened. They rushed to surround Wei Chaoyan and massaged her sore wrists one on each side.

Seeing Wei Chaoyan's trembling hands, Qi Ye said with heartache, "Sister, what have you been doing copying for so long today? Can't you take it slowly? You're not that old, and your wrists are weak, so you shouldn't hold a pen and write for long periods of time."

Although Wei Ying didn't understand these things, he understood the meaning behind Qi Ye's words. He asked anxiously, "Sister, is there anything we can do to help?"

Seeing the two identical worried faces, what could Wei Chaoyan do? She could only obediently say, "I was just too excited today and didn't notice for a moment. It won't be like this starting tomorrow. Qiye, you're overthinking it. With my lazy nature, how could I possibly keep doing this every day? You're giving your older sister too much credit!" As she spoke, Wei Chaoyan couldn't help but roll her eyes. If she hadn't been so excited, how could she have kept up with her writing for so long after picking it up again? You know, writing with a brush is much more tiring than writing with a ballpoint pen/fountain pen.

Hearing Wei Chaoyan's unabashed self-deprecation, Qi Ye was stunned for a moment before remembering his older sister's lazy nature. It was impossible for her to be like that every day, and thinking of this, he felt relieved.

Wei Ying had only been at the Wei residence for a short time and was not very familiar with Wei Chaoyan's personality and habits, but he was good at reading people's expressions. When he saw that Qi Ye's expression had softened, he knew that his sister was alright, so he relaxed his tense mood as well.

“Alright, my two little stewards, there’s another very serious problem that needs to be solved immediately!” Wei Chaoyan said solemnly, raising her hands.

"Hmm?!" Wei Ying and Qi Ye also became serious.

Wei Chaoyan waved her hand in mid-air and said with ill intent, "Sister's hand is injured, what are we going to do for dinner tonight?"

"Huh?!" A five-year-old boy and a boy who looked barely four and a half years old looked at each other's short bodies and short limbs, their small mouths opening and closing but unable to utter a single word for a long time.

Wei Chaoyan observed her two younger brothers' ever-changing expressions for a while, then cleared her throat, suppressing a laugh, and said, "Alright, don't be embarrassed. We'll have noodles tonight. Um, A-Ying, you're older, so you..." Her words trailed off, "You sit by the stove and tend the fire, while Qi Ye, being younger, stands on the stool and listens to your instructions as you boil water and cook the noodles. Don't worry, it's very simple." It turned out that Wei Chaoyan had suddenly remembered Wei Wuxian's amazing cooking skills in the original novel, and not wanting to suffer from an unbearably spicy stomach, she cleverly changed her mind. She believed that Qi Ye, who was relatively obedient and sensible under her guidance, certainly wouldn't cook a pot of noodles that would kill her with spiciness!

And so, their hastily assembled noodle-cooking team began their first collaboration with great diligence.

After stumbling and making a fool of myself several times, ruining several pots of noodles, I finally managed to cook one pot that looked passable, with the noodles cooked through and the broth not too salty. Looking at the time, wow, it actually took me over an hour to finish such a simple task as cooking noodles!

Wei Chaoyan glanced at the four bowls of finished dishes on the table, then at the kitchen stove which was a little messier than usual. Finally, her eyes swept over the streaks of ash on the clothes and faces of the three brothers. She gently reached out and touched her two younger brothers' heads, which were hanging low, and said with a smile, "It's alright. It's already amazing that my Aying and Qiye were able to make noodles that are edible on their first time cooking. Your older sister wasn't as good as you on her first time cooking! You'll get better with more practice."

The two, feeling comforted, blinked at each other with some skepticism. Looking at the sincere smile on Wei Chaoyan's face, they decided to believe their older sister's words, even though they sounded like words of comfort. For the sake of their own pride, they reluctantly decided to believe them.

So the three of them happily took Qingyan, who had been waiting for a long time, with four bowls of noodles to the main hall to begin their long-overdue dinner. After slurping down the food, the exhausted group quickly washed up and crawled into their warm blankets. Soon, the entire dormitory was filled with the sounds of breathing as people fell asleep.