Xu Qingfan guessed that the afternoon Zhang Chunxue ntioned should be when he sent Lin Wanning and Zhang Yiyi back to Bijui Garden, so he replied, [I thought Auntie was not ho then, does Auntie want to join for the hot spring?]
After he sent it, he glanced at the ti, 8:10 in the evening. At this point, Zhang Chunxue and Zhang Yiyi should be nestled on the sofa watching a TV series.
Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, Zhang Chunxue instantly replied.
[I got off work earlier today. Co over tomorrow and let Auntie see you. I haven't seen little Fan for a few days.] The ssage ended with three giggling emojis.
Xu Qingfan read it and guessed Auntie's expression at this mont should be smiling.
He found a salute emoji and sent it over, then typed: [Okay, I'll co over after I wake up tomorrow, should I bring breakfast?]
Zhang Chunxue handed the phone to Zhang Yiyi and said, "Yiyi, see what you want for breakfast tomorrow."
"Hmm?" Zhang Yiyi initially thought her mom was going to pre-order breakfast for the next day. After seeing the chat record, she burst into laughter.
She rested her head on Zhang Chunxue's lap. Ti never defeats beauty; the mother and daughter seed like they were carved from the sa mold, one being the youthful version and the other, the mature version.
"How about having big brother co over and make it?" Zhang Yiyi rubbed her head against her leg.
"You don't feel sorry for your Qingfan brother waking up early." Zhang Chunxue tapped her on the head.
Although she had never asked, she was quite curious about why Lin Wanning called little Fan "Qingfan brother," while her daughter simply called him "brother."
Zhang Yiyi pursed her lips. After thinking about how the bad brother was a playboy, any pangs of sympathy she had quickly vanished.
"Brother's schedule is very healthy. When he was in school, he would get up at five every morning, work out for an hour, and then start preparing breakfast for us by six!"
Zhang Yiyi rembered Xu Qingfan boasting about this once, and she was just repeating it.
Zhang Chunxue was slightly surprised but didn't doubt her daughter was lying, so she asked with concern, "Waking up at five, isn't that insufficient sleep?"
Zhang Yiyi shook her head three tis: "Ruan Wen said brother naps during class when he's tired."
"Pfft... Little Fan shouldn't be sleeping in class openly, right?" The thought of Xu Qingfan sneaking a nap in class oddly amused Zhang Chunxue. "Yiyi, have you ever napped in class?"
"Mom, I get up at six thirty, and I also nap for an hour at lunchti. I'm not tired!" Zhang Yiyi shook her head decisively.
"Then ask little Fan to co over and make breakfast tomorrow, since we won't wake up until nine." She spoke while smoothing Zhang Yiyi's hair.
After the company grew larger, there weren't many things Zhang Chunxue needed to do personally, so she took a day off for herself every Sunday.
"Okay!" Upon hearing this, Zhang Yiyi imdiately replied to Xu Qingfan using her mom's phone.
"Want to eat the noodles little Fan makes." She muttered to herself while typing and sending the ssage.
Zhang Chunxue glanced at her, then refocused on the TV series.
...
On the other side.
Xu Qingfan waited a few minutes and finally got a reply from Auntie, but after reading it, he was stunned.
"Want to eat the noodles I make?" He casually calculated that to catch Auntie's wake-up ti for breakfast, he'd need to wake up by around 8.
That wasn't very early, but the problem was, he hadn't slept in last Saturday, and he was planning to sleep in on Sunday.
"Fan, did you just say sothing?" Wu Lingyu seed to hear him muttering and asked.
"Oh no, I was just reading sothing." After Xu Qingfan finished speaking, he typed a reply, [No problem, I guarantee you'll have freshly made noodles ready as soon as you wake up!]
Although he wanted to sleep in, satisfying Auntie's wishes seed more rewarding than the joy of staying in bed.
Zhang Yiyi smirked after reading it, confident that if she had sent the sa ssage using her own phone, the bad brother would make all sorts of inappropriate jokes.
Zhang Yiyi sent a cute puppy giving an OK sign emoji to her mom, then forwarded it to him, seemingly very pleased.
Xu Qingfan couldn't help but smile after receiving the emoji, [Auntie's phone has such a cute emoji.]
He didn't suspect Zhang Yiyi was using Zhang Chunxue's phone, thinking it was just an expression of Auntie's youthful spirit. After searching around, he sent back what he thought was the cutest emoji.
Zhang Yiyi covered her mouth, laughed, and after so thought, replied with just three words.
[Immature ghost.]
When Xu Qingfan saw "immature ghost" appear on the screen, he was taken aback; how could Auntie throw the first stone like this!
[If I'm the immature ghost, Auntie, you're the mother of an immature ghost!]
He saved the cute emoji Zhang Yiyi had just sent and frantically hit send.
"Hahaha, mom, look, brother is so immature!" Zhang Yiyi laughed hysterically, showing the chat to Zhang Chunxue.
After reading their conversation, Zhang Chunxue affectionately tapped her daughter on the head and said, "I think Yiyi's the immature ghost here."
Zhang Yiyi stuck out her tongue, then turned over and buried her face in Zhang Chunxue's lap, playfully saying, "I've always been mom's immature ghost~"
"And also brother's immature ghost," she added.
Zhang Chunxue smiled, gently rubbing her daughter's head, remaining silent.
She was eternally grateful she hadn't sent her daughter to a special school and chose Experintal Primary School, where she'd t little Fan, Wanning, and other kids.
Her precious daughter could forever be a happy, little immature ghost.
[That was Yiyi playing with the phone, no need for little Fan to wake up early to make breakfast, just buy so buns and fried dough sticks from the entrance.]
Xu Qingfan waited a long ti and, after seeing the latest ssage, had a mont of realization.
Of course, Auntie wouldn't be so... but he deleted what he typed, after all, "immature" wasn't exactly an insult either.
[I knew it was Yiyi all along, just teasing her. The buns from the entrance are all pre-made, not healthy. I'll co tomorrow morning to make noodles for Auntie and Yiyi.]
"Mom, brother is lying. He definitely didn't guess it was !" Zhang Yiyi moved closer to check upon hearing the phone's notification.
"Tomorrow, I'll ask little Fan whether he really gets up at five for exercise then makes breakfast, and naps during class."
Zhang Chunxue pulled her close; in matching pajamas, mother and daughter looked delightfully charming together.
If Xu Qingfan ca early, he might even get to witness such a beautiful sight. Isn't that a different kind of early bird catching the worm?
"Brother boasted about it before, I wasn't lying." Zhang Yiyi pouted.
"Pfft, cough cough... you two..." Zhang Chunxue, having bathed, was bare inside her pajamas, which rippled like waves as she coughed.
Zhang Yiyi glanced enviously, knowing that the bad brother liked them big, but she was just budding and could never compare to her mom's obvious presence.
But this teenage concern wasn't sothing she could discuss with Zhang Chunxue; otherwise, she might seek so advice from her mom.
Zhang Chunxue noticed her daughter's tiny concerns but said nothing to preserve her daughter's pride.
[Could it be that little Fan likes them big?]
Xiao Ruawen's face naturally appeared in her mind.
Letting little Fan marry Wanning and Yiyi was her worst-case scenario, but now she discovered a worse possibility.
[Could he end up not choosing Yiyi or Wanning and choose Ruan Wen instead?]
[Or perhaps...]
Zhang Chunxue suddenly thought of a bold hypothesis.
[Little Fan wasn't joking when he said he wanted to marry five wives?]
"Yiyi, tell mom about you and little Fan's stuff." Zhang Chunxue suddenly spoke.
"Huh?"
...
Xu Qingfan waited a long ti without receiving any more replies from Zhang Chunxue. He guessed the mother and daughter had forgotten about him while chatting, so he just confird once more about coming over to make breakfast tomorrow, then closed the chat window.
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