FID – Chapter 796

Chapter 796 — Did Your Mouth Get Blessed or Something?

“Got scared, didn’t you?” Grandma Liu looked at the two people standing dazed at the doorway and chuckled.

“These rascals just love to bicker and fight over food. Most guests who come to our house for the first time get startled. Come in quickly, don’t just stand there — I saved some food for you in the pot.”

The others in the kitchen, full and content, also chimed in cheerfully to welcome them.

“Come on in, come on in — that’s just how meals go in our house. You’ll get used to it after a while.”

“There’s a saying in Xinghua Village: When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Now that you’re at the Liu family courtyard, just watch — before long, you’ll be like us, snatching food at the table too.”

“Qian Wanjin, can you not show off that tiny bit of brainpower of yours? When in Rome isn’t something unique to Xinghua Village, is it?”

“Tsk, same meaning, why are you nitpicking?”

The group, who had just barely called a truce, were back at it again in the blink of an eye.

Across from them, the women at the table — except for Fu Yuzheng, who was holding the baby — all had flushed faces today and spoke very little.

With Yan Qi and Uncle Peng joining at the table, Liu Yusheng finally regained a bit of composure. Clearing her throat, she said, “Xiao Qi, hurry and eat breakfast. Once you’re done, I’ll give you an acupuncture treatment. Our Xinghua Village has mountains and rivers full of spiritual energy. Maybe here your injuries will heal even faster.”

“Really?” Uncle Peng beamed with joy. “Then I’ll thank you on behalf of the young master, Madam.”

The Liu family had already heard Liu Yusheng mention Xiao Qi’s injuries.

Grandma Liu glanced at the quiet young boy sitting at the table and sighed softly.

After they finished breakfast, she scooped a few plain boiled eggs from the pot — one for Uncle Peng and two for the young boy.

Looking at the eggs in front of him, Yan Qi seemed momentarily dazed.

Granny Liu smiled and nagged gently, “At fourteen or fifteen years old, you’re at the age when you’re still growing. Eat more eggs…”

“Grow taller and get chubbier,” Before Grandma Liu could finish her sentence, Liu Zhiqiu interjected playfully, grinning cheekily. That earned him a swift smack from the granny’s ladle.

The group of grown ‘children’ laughed and playfully scattered out of the kitchen.

Inside the kitchen, Yan Qi slowly reached out and cradled the two eggs in his palms. Freshly taken from the pot, the shells still carried a scalding heat.

That warmth seemed to seep from his hands all the way into his heart, making him unexpectedly want to cry.

Originally, Liu Yusheng had planned to attend the wedding banquet and let Yan Qi stay in the capital to heal with medication.

But now that he had come along, she would combine acupuncture with medicine, which could speed up the recovery of his vocal cords.

For Yan Qi, this should be a good thing.

When Liu Yusheng brought the young boy into the clinic for treatment, the Liu family members, being considerate, naturally refrained from disturbing them and avoided making loud noises in the courtyard.

As for the identities of Yan Qi and Uncle Peng, they didn’t pry.

Ever since their family’s Nannan gained fame as a Little Divine Doctor — especially after being bestowed the title of ‘Benevolent Healer’ — countless people had come seeking medical help. 

Nearly every day, patients arrived at their doorstep. They had long grown used to keeping their gates wide open, with their home practically turned into a residential clinic.

Among those patients were people of all walks of life.

Over time, they had learned to treat it all with calm and normalcy.

Besides, they had even hosted Xiao Feng — the emperor himself — at their house before. Who else’s status could possibly surpass that of the emperor?

In the small clinic, while the woman busied herself with treatment, Dalin took the chance to steal a moment of leisure and invited Feng Qingbai to drink tea together.

At the same time, he held his precious grandson in his arms, unwilling to let go.

“When you married Nannan, I used to worry she wouldn’t adapt to marrying into the royal family. I was afraid the environment and social entanglements around you might bring her trouble or danger. But now, seeing how well you’ve cared for her, I can finally set my heart at ease.”

Feng Qingbai personally poured him tea and smiled,

“I’ve finally lived up to what you entrusted to me. I didn’t let the family down.”

Liu Dalin snorted lightly, “This is just the beginning. Life is long. Only if you keep it up for a lifetime will it truly count as not letting us down.”

“I will surely continue to work hard, doing everything in my power to ensure that Shengsheng never suffers the slightest grievance.”

Liu Dalin nodded in satisfaction. “Come, come, let’s drink tea. These teas were specially prepared by Nannan just for the family — I’m afraid even your royal residence doesn’t have them. If you like it, I’ll pack some up for you to take back later.”

“Thank you, Father. This tea has a light, elegant aroma and a mellow flavor. Just one sip clears the mind and refreshes the spirit. Indeed, the manor doesn’t have anything of this quality.”

“Of course — Nannan is filial. Everything she prepares for the family is the best.”

“As it should be.”

A rare moment of harmony played out between father-in-law and son-in-law.

Sitting off to the side, Qian Wanjin and Liu Zhiqiu watched with some curiosity. “Has Uncle Liu changed? He’s actually not giving Feng Qingbai a hard time?”

“You fool, you still don’t get it?” Liu Zhiqiu curled his lips, explaining with a smirk. “Before Nannan and Feng Qingbai were married, giving him a hard time made Nannan seem all the more precious. Now that they’re married and Nannan is already part of the King’s Manor, my uncle naturally has to treat Feng Qingbai better. The better he treats him now, the more he can hope Feng Qingbai will treat Nannan well.

“Tsk-tsk, if my father had even half the doting heart Uncle Liu has for Nannan, I’d be celebrating across the entire land.”

“Don’t dream. Your father is just like mine. In their eyes, we’re nothing but wooden clubs — they can’t wait to drag us out and beat us every day.” 

All this talk about children being their parents’ debts from past lives — his father certainly never paid any of it back, having beaten him all the way from childhood.

Hearing that, Qian Wanjin immediately stood up and headed outside.

“You and I aren’t the same. I have been pampered since I was a kid. At home, my parents spoiled me; when I was out, the people in the courtyard spoiled me; and in the future, my wife will spoil me…”

Hahaha! Qian Wanjin is heaven’s favored child — a true winner in life.

Behind him, Liu Zhiqiu swung a kick at his retreating backside but missed.

Meanwhile, at the front hall entrance, Shi Xianrou, who had been casually chatting with the gentle Liu Muqiu, saw Qian Wanjin approaching and instantly turned to slip away.

After last night’s defeat, she still hadn’t come to terms with it.

“Xiao Shitou, where are you going?” The man behind caught up enthusiastically, his voice full of high spirits.

Hearing it made Shi Xianrou’s backside ache just from memory.

“Ahem, I’m just going for a little walk.”

“Wherever you want to go, I’ll go with you.” Smiling brightly, Qian Wanjin walked closer. 

Little White Lotus beside them sensibly stepped aside, which pleased him greatly.

“Last night tired you out, but a little fatigue is nothing to you. You’re the famous Young Master Shi of the military, right?”

“Of course, of course.”

“Wherever you fall, that’s where you get back up — the word ‘surrender’ doesn’t exist in your life!” Reaching out to pull her into his arms, Qian Wanjin lowered his voice and said,

“So, Xiao Shitou, for the sake of your reputation, let’s go a few more rounds tonight and give you a chance to topple me!”

“…Alright.” Gritting her teeth, Shi Xianrou nodded.

Half-embraced and half-pushed by the man as they walked outside, Shi Xianrou looked up at the sky. Floating before her eyes were the three characters: ‘Rouxian Shi.’ 

Freaking hell — did Lucky Nannan’s mouth have some kind of magic?

Everything she said came true!