Traveling to ancient times to raise cute kids

Upon hearing this, Liu realized that she hadn't just brought two people, but had brought all the servants from the courtyard.

But Min Yueqing's words were truly well said. Since Liu had already been given the high praise of "kindness" and was said to "not mind," naturally no one could say anything about her because of this.

To prevent a repeat of the incident that night, Liu immediately said to Min Yueqing, "Such a servant who deceives his master cannot be kept. Don't worry, this will never happen again."

She then hurriedly instructed the head maid beside her, "Remember to have someone pick out some fresh ingredients this afternoon and send them to Hejing Courtyard. The whole courtyard needs to eat dinner tonight."

Listen to those words, they are so thoughtful and considerate.

Min Yueqing smiled with great interest.

This is truly a textbook example of being thick-skinned and getting plenty of food, while being thin-skinned means you won't get any.

The steamed sea bass in the main courtyard was quite good, plump and delicious. Min Yueqing unceremoniously instructed the maid to scoop out the whole belly of the fish and put it into the bowl of the little boy next to her.

The fish belly is tender and has no bones or thorns, making it perfect for children.

Pei Ji ate with relish, his little mouth moving slowly. It seemed he was indeed hungry after exercising for a while. But it was clear he had been well-trained; even when hungry, he didn't wolf down his food or smack his lips.

The mother and son did not stay long after finishing their meal.

Although Liu's unpleasant expression was quite amusing, it became somewhat irritating after a while. Min Yueqing never wronged herself, so naturally she wouldn't make herself suffer.

Min Yueqing led the little one back slowly, taking it as a post-dinner stroll.

When they returned to Hejing Courtyard, the maids and servants had already been back and resting for a while. After all, they were just eating and didn't need to engage in any verbal sparring.

After everyone returned, they chattered away with great interest for quite a while.

The main problem is that the people in the main courtyard seem to be unaware that they will be coming, because the food preparation seems to be minimal, but they don't care about that.

First, their wives had spoken, telling them not to stand on ceremony; second, they had been confined to their quarters for several days, receiving only one meal a day. Now that they finally had a chance, they naturally ate and drank to their hearts' content. By the time they were full, only some vegetable soup and scraps remained in the bowls.

What was even more satisfying was that in the late afternoon, two servants from the main courtyard brought over a basket of fresh ingredients. They gave him his due share and were much more polite than before, no longer acting arrogantly.

"The lady is standing up, that's good," everyone exclaimed in unison.

After returning to her courtyard, Min Yueqing took a nice afternoon nap with the little one.

After waking up from her afternoon nap, Min Yueqing had some free time to deal with some practical issues.

After transmigrating here, she was very glad that she didn't encounter any communication problems. Although there are no historical records of this dynasty, the official language of the Great Qian Dynasty was not very different from that of later generations.

At least she could understand it perfectly. Thanks to the original owner's body's instincts, her accent was exactly the same as the original owner's, and even her maid and servant who knew her best didn't notice anything unusual.

Min Yue leaned comfortably against a brocade pillow, lounging on the couch.

On the small tea table in front of her, a steaming cup of tea was placed beside her.

Min Yueqing gave Amei an approving look.

What a thoughtful and kind girl!

Min Yueqing picked up the teacup with a contented look, took a sip, and found it to be very fragrant.

You don't have to grab a big knife and chop zombies the moment you open your eyes, nor do you see a scene of smoke and fire everywhere. The sky here is still blue, and there's a soft and tender little baby sleeping not far away, which you can pet every now and then.

Min Yueqing felt that she had reached the pinnacle of her life.

However, when the little one woke up and ran to her full of energy with a book, an awkward problem arose.

Pei Ji held a book in her left hand and hugged Min Yueqing's leg with her right, her adorable voice ringing out: "Mommy, shall we read this book today?"

Her soft little hands deftly opened the book and accurately turned to the page she had read about half a year ago.

Min Yueqing looked in the direction of the baby's little hand, and her peach blossom eyes went blank for a rare moment.

She couldn't even recognize the words in the book!

At first glance, the characters used in the Daqian Dynasty look somewhat similar to traditional Chinese characters from ancient times, but upon closer inspection, subtle differences can be found.

Therefore, she was suddenly transported back to preschool age and was given the title of illiterate in this unfamiliar dynasty.

Min Yueqing remained silent for a long time.

Pei Ji looked at his mother with a puzzled expression.

When my father was still at home, my mother would sit here like this, and she would usually hold him and read to him, pointing out the corresponding words as she read.

Is Mother tired today?

Min Yueqing thought to herself that this matter had to be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise she might be able to escape it eventually.

It's easy to deal with the little brat now; I can just make up an excuse. But I'll have to meet Pei Han sooner or later. What if I'm exposed then? Wouldn't that be terrible?

Moreover, even for the sake of her future daily life, she cannot remain illiterate.

Take reading and writing letters, for example; you can't get by in everyday interpersonal interactions if you're illiterate.

In addition, she should practice the original owner's handwriting as soon as possible.

That's not difficult. As a typical ancient literary young woman, the original owner's daily entertainment consisted of reading, writing calligraphy, composing poems, or painting. All these books and paintings were carefully collected by Amei, not missing a single one, and neatly packed into a special book box, providing plenty of material for copying.

Her grandfather was a seasoned calligraphy enthusiast who had studied various styles of calligraphy. She was exposed to this from a young age and her calligraphy skills are quite good.

The most urgent task is to learn to read, and the little kid in front of me is a good starting point.

There's a reason why so many people love the little one. Not only is she incredibly cute, but she's also exceptionally filial at such a young age. Otherwise, they wouldn't have insisted on staying with her, even though she was suspected of having a deadly infectious disease, and they were quarantined together at Hejingyuan.

Even though she was in a daze for those three days, she could vaguely feel someone feeding her water and wiping her sweat, which was undoubtedly the little one's doing.

Keep in mind that Pei Ji was only five years old.

This child is so young, his father is not around, his mother is seriously ill in bed, and someone is threatening and intimidating him. Under such circumstances, it is truly admirable that he could stay by his mother's side and stay alone.

Besides being good-looking and filial, Pei Ji's most outstanding quality, which is also what the maids serving the main house of Hejing Courtyard talk about most, is her intelligence.

This exclamation of wisdom was not merely a polite compliment, but a genuine exclamation of admiration.

This story begins with Pei Han.

From the moment his son was born, Pei Han showed him immense patience and love.

Because Pei Han became famous at a young age and was exceptionally talented, he achieved the highest rank of scholar (third place) in the imperial examination when his son was just over one year old, which was the most glorious time of his life.

When Pei Han was at home, looking at her son who had just learned to stand and was only just beginning to walk unsteadily, she couldn't help but have some unrealistic expectations.

So, from the time Pei Ji was two or three years old, whenever Pei Han returned home from work and had free time, he would hold his son in his arms and read some primers to him.

To ensure his son could hear clearly, Pei Han deliberately slowed down his speech, reading in a low and deliberate tone. Surprisingly, the little toddler sat still without making a fuss or moving around.