The wicked sister-in-law is in charge; meals include fish and shrimp.

Chapter 305 Come Over Tomorrow

"Sigh, it's too late today, we should go back too."

"I don't know when I'll be able to come again."

Wen Luozhi feigned sorrow, which immediately alarmed Wu Yazi.

"You guys go back and eat there..."

Realizing something was amiss, he quickly sat up straight and coughed lightly, "If you're going back, shouldn't you take this chair with you too?"

"No, we won't take it. It's our apology gift."

Wen Luozhi grinned and tugged at Wen Zijin's sleeve, "Let's go home, brother, let's go back for dinner!"

Wen Zijin suppressed a laugh and played along with her act. After pouring Wu Yazi a cup of loquat syrup, she got up to say goodbye.

"Oh, you two kids! How could you just leave like that!"

Wu Yazi stood up and said loudly, "It's getting late! We need to go back for dinner." Wen Luozhi turned around with an innocent look on her face.

Wen Zijin turned around and nodded.

"Guests are always welcome! Please eat here today!"

He walked up to the brother and sister and blocked their way. Wen Luozhi chuckled and said, "What do we eat here? Just plain porridge with pickled radishes like you?"

Wu Yazi suddenly felt embarrassed. "I...I just found it too troublesome."

"You wait here! Don't leave!"

He hurriedly went inside to retrieve the cured pork from the roof beam, then rushed out and proudly displayed it like a treasure:

"Look! How could I possibly let you eat pickled radishes!"

Wen Luozhi was charmed by his cuteness, but upon closer inspection, she noticed that the cured meat he was holding was already covered in green mold.

For a moment she didn't know what to say. Wen Zijin probably noticed the mold on the cured meat and said, "Then thank you for your hospitality, sir."

"We, brother and sister, have troubled you."

"Ah! That's more like it!" Wu Yazi finally smiled.

Before arriving, Wen Luozhi thought that no matter how bad a headmaster was, he would still have people to serve him. But seeing the cold and desolate thatched hut and the pots and pans that were almost covered in dust, she felt a little sad.

Isn't this a typical example of an elderly person living alone?

Fortunately, they also bought a lot of groceries, so at the very least, there's always instant food.

Otherwise, we'd really only have moldy cured meat and shriveled pickled radishes to eat.

Wen Zijin went to fetch the carriage, while Wen Luozhi rolled up her sleeves and tidied up the kitchen.

Wu Yazi lay on a soft chair eating snacks, while Wen Luozhi specially lit a small stove next to him to boil water for him to drink.

He lay there leisurely, listening to the sounds coming from the kitchen, feeling that his little shabby house finally had some life in it.

Wen Zijin came in carrying some things, brewed him a pot of Taiping Houkui tea, and then rushed into the kitchen to help.

This surprised Wu Yazi somewhat, as people always say that a gentleman keeps away from the kitchen.

The child's movements were practiced, and it seemed like this wasn't the first time he had done it.

His thoughts were pulled back by the aroma of tea. He poured himself a cup, took a sip, and was so delighted that he nodded and swayed his head.

The aroma of food wafted from the kitchen, and he couldn't help but crane his neck to look inside.

With a swift movement, Wen Luozhi separated the fish head and body with a knife, while steam rose from the stove, indicating that something was being cooked.

He patted his stomach and decided not to look at it anymore; he could still eat later anyway!

The meal was ready, and the worn table, polished to a shine, was piled high with dishes that looked and smelled delicious.

Wu Yazi took the chopsticks that Wen Zijin offered with both hands, unsure which one to eat first.

Wen Luozhi ladled him a bowl of tomato and meatball soup and pushed it towards him, saying, "Sir, have a bowl of soup first to whet your appetite."

Wu Yazi nodded slightly, picked up the bowl, and took a sip.

The sour soup whetted his appetite. "What's that red stuff in there?"

Wen Luozhi smiled and replied, "Those are homegrown vegetables, called tomatoes."

"It can be used in soups, stir-fried, or even sprinkled with sugar and served cold."

Wu Yazi nodded knowingly, and after drinking the soup, he tasted each of the dishes on the table.

The more he ate, the more he couldn't stop eating. Wen Zijin had great confidence in Wen Luozhi's cooking skills and had prepared hawthorn water for Wu Yazi in advance to keep it warm.

Drinking the hawthorn water, his stomach felt warm, and Wu Yazi felt that he had no regrets in this life.

He was deeply moved as he looked at the neatly tidied yard.

Every day, at least eight or ten people come here seeking instruction, but none of them know what the old man really needs.

What's the use of money? You can't take it with you when you're born or when you die.

What's the use of having the best academic knowledge if you can't handle interpersonal relationships?

The brother and sister got up to leave, and he was a little reluctant to part with them, but he didn't say anything about taking on apprentices.

"Come here at this time tomorrow, bringing what you need."

"Oh, life here isn't that good!"

He added, glancing furtively at the brother and sister.

Wen Luozhi was overjoyed. This old man was too arrogant! Wasn't that practically an agreement?!

Wen Zijin quickly bowed, her voice filled with delight, "Zijin will definitely not be late tomorrow."

"Alright, alright, let's go back. I need to rest."

Wu Yazi pretended to be impatient and waved his hand at the brother and sister, as if he was very unhappy.

He turned and walked into the inner room. Wen Zijing quickly stepped forward to support him, saying, "Zijing will see you inside before you leave."

Worried that Wu Yazi might be alone, Wen Luozhi took out a solar-powered lamp when no one was around and handed it to Wen Zijin when she came out.

"Brother, take this to Mr. Wu."

Wen Zijin nodded, took the lamp, went inside, and came out carrying a book.

"There will be an exam tomorrow." With just four simple words, Wen Zijin smiled, and Wen Luozhi knew that the matter was settled.

"Stop dawdling! Let's go back and get our things ready!"

Wen Luozhi tugged at his sleeve and ran towards the carriage. Wen Zijin looked at her round head and chuckled.

This little sister is really cute; if it weren't for her, he might really be gone today.

Perhaps because he had drunk too much soup and water, Wu Yazi, as usual, picked up the stick he used to guide his way from the bedside to go to the outhouse at night.

Suddenly remembering the light source Wen Zijin had given him, he took it out from under his pillow and pressed the protruding part.

The dark room suddenly became bright, and he threw away the broken stick in his hand and hugged the lamp to his chest like a precious treasure.

"Great stuff! Great stuff! That's thoughtful of you!"

He laughed so hard his eyes disappeared, and his fondness for Wen Luozhi and her brother skyrocketed.

Wen Luozhi went back and put everything she had thought of on the carriage. Thinking of that dilapidated thatched hut, she even prepared a rain shelter.

"Little sister, will Fifth Brother need all of these things?"

Wen Zixun couldn't help but ask, "This is almost as big as when they moved house before."

Wen Luozhi sighed as she watched Wen Zijin packing her clothes. "Actually, it's not just Fifth Brother who uses them. Sixth Brother will come with us tomorrow and we'll see."

Wen Zixun said "Oh" and pulled another carriage over to put the things in.

As dawn broke, Wu Yazi came out with a flashlight and sat on a recliner to wait for someone.

He sat up and lay down again, and after half an hour the person still hadn't arrived, so he couldn't help but get a little unhappy.

"Did you arrive so late yesterday?"

Hmph! If I had known this would happen, I should have said it earlier yesterday. He's so bored and lonely all by himself.