Chapter 1408: Chapter 1395: Fathers and Mothers, They Really Are Different_1 Chapter 1408: Chapter 1395: Fathers and Mothers, They Really Are Different_1 “Little Yijing.”
The children could feel their spirits lifting when they saw the cute little darling.
Lin Jinming was the quickest to act, leaping up from his cushion and grabbing his little nephew first: “What brings you to the ancestral hall?”
“Auntie brought .”
Little Yijing laughed gleefully, stretching out his little hand and pointing outside the hall.
“I’m here to bring you food.”
Lin Qingluo pushed open the door with a playful wink, carrying two food boxes as she entered the hall.
“Sister, you’re so kind.”
Lin Jinfeng was overjoyed, bouncing up from the ground and quickly rushing over: “I’ve been starving, my stomach is about to shrink.”
“Little sister, let help.”
Lin Jinpeng was right behind, taking food boxes from her hands.
“Auntie, we’re lucky to have you, or we’d really be going hungry.”
Lin Ruize, taking advantage of his status as a junior, hugged his aunt’s arm: “Just look at great-grandmother’s attitude, she’d lock us up for half a month if she could.”
“Learned your lesson now?”
Lin Qingluo poked his forehead, smiling in feigned annoyance: “If you sneak out again without a word, Auntie won’t help you.”
“Auntie, I’m already seventeen!”
Lin Ruize lanted: “My uncles enlisted at sixteen and underwent military training; why am I forbidden from going out?”
“Nobody’s stopping you.”
Lin Qingluo laughed and scolded, poking his forehead again: “Don’t act so aggrieved. Big brother and sister-in-law have always been lenient; when have they ever stopped you from going out and gaining experience?”
“Not counting this ti.”
Lin Ruize grumbled: “All my life I’ve been within ten miles of the Capital City at most, with a few hunting trips to the Imperial Hunting Grounds. How does that count as experience?”
“Tis have changed. There aren’t as many wars, so joining the army won’t give you much training.”
Lin Jinpeng had heard enough, his handso face darkened as he reprimanded: “Stop complaining! As the firstborn son of the Lin Family’s Fifth Generation, how can you whine and pout in front of your brothers?”
“When did I whine and pout?”
Lin Ruize was pointing at his own nose, about to argue when, from the corner of his eye, he saw Little Yijing giggling at the scene, and he instantly shut up.
In front of his Rui Generation siblings, he had to maintain his image.
The dignity of the eldest brother was not to be underestimated.
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Each of the Lin family’s children took food from the boxes and ate. Little Yijing clung to Lin Jinxu, burrowing into his arms and gazing at his father with wide eyes as he ate.
Lin Jinxu, seasoned by his military career, ate fast; swallowing a bun in just a couple of bites, likely without even tasting the filling.
A plate of dishes, six buns – they disappeared in a flash.
Little Yijing watched his father and thought of his gentle and elegant mother, growing ever more fascinated.
Father and mother were so different!
Little Yijing beca intrigued, his little hand itchy to try, as it reached for his father’s chin.
There was a thin layer of stubble on the chin.
Lin Jinxu quickly noticed the mischievous hand tugging at his beard.
He couldn’t help but feel amused and frustrated as a mild pricking sensation ca.
He smirked playfully and lifted Little Yijing, rubbing his chin on the little one’s cheek.
“Hehe, hahaha.”
Little Yijing wriggled and squird as the stubble tickled him, laughing joyfully in his father’s arms.
“Master, your Second Brother’s pursuit of a beauty won’t be easy.”
Little Kingfisher flew back in from outside just as he landed on the eaves of the roof.
“What’s going on?”
Lin Qingluo’s delicate eyebrows furrowed, a sense of foreboding arose.
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