Chapter 812 Where is she ugly?

Wuji asked curiously, "Why do you have so many mixed grains here?"

"Because we're poor, because of drought. Coarse grains are cold and drought resistant, so they can produce a little bit. And unlike the south, where wheat can be harvested twice, all grains here can only be harvested once. So we can't rely on the summer harvest for all our grains. We need to have a variety of crops for the autumn harvest, harvesting one thing after another, so we won't be in too much of a rush."

Song Chunxue pushed the meat and vegetables in front of him, saying, "They taste even better when eaten with meat."

Wuji nodded. No wonder his master said he didn't know the hardships of the world and insisted that he follow his senior brother to cultivate for several years. He could learn a lot from her that couldn't be found in books.

"Thump thump thump!"

"Thump thump thump thump!"

The footsteps going upstairs were heavy and fast, sounding like they were running.

"mother!"

"mother!!"

The second and third children arrived and rushed up.

Two figures, one in green and one in blue, walked up to Song Chunxue one after the other. The second brother held a long knife and looked like he had been promoted. His strong physique made him look even more imposing than before. The third brother's official hat was embroidered with egrets and made him look very handsome.

Each one of them is more successful than the last; this is the scene she dreamed of seeing in her past life.

She feels gratified to see her children looking so radiant now.

Her children are all doing well now and giving her peace of mind.

After the group of young people got to know each other and greeted each other, they sat down to eat. As the only elder, Song Chunxue felt that she was really old.

Their faces radiated the youthful energy unique to young people. They chatted and laughed together, and their hearty laughter made people want to laugh along.

"Mother, you've finally decided to come down the mountain." Suddenly, Sanwa hooked his arm around Song Chunxue's and leaned against him, his voice full of coquettishness. "Something must have happened that made you not only unwilling to come down the mountain to see us, but you even refused to see Lord Xie?"

This natural and familiar closeness warmed Song Chunxue's heart.

She raised her hand and pushed Sanwa's forehead. "How old are you? Why are you still acting like a child with me?"

“I learned it from my kids. My eldest son always acts like this with Mulan. I think it’s great, it makes me feel comfortable.” Sanwa looked up at Song Chunxue, leaning on her arm and smiling brightly. He had obviously been drinking.

Sanwa was carefree from a young age, and would wake up laughing in his dreams, even if he didn't have a good day.

But Sanwa's words greatly surprised Song Chunxue.

"Your eldest child is still acting cute?"

In Song Chunxue's memory, Sanwa's eldest daughter, Chunyan, who was also her granddaughter who grew up by her side in her previous life, was a quiet and reserved person from a young age. She was usually serious like a little adult, and her smile was a bit silly. She was also very well-behaved.

Let alone acting cute, she rarely speaks with the innocent and childlike manner that other children do, because she is the eldest sister with three younger sisters and one younger brother, making her act like a little adult.

She can actually act cute now?

Song Chunxue felt a mix of emotions and looked sincerely at Sanwa, "Then you must be a good father now. Does she act cute with you?"

“Although she doesn’t know how, she always follows me home, asking all sorts of questions. She’s very well-behaved.” Sanwa put her arm on the table and rested her chin on it. “I used to think it was better to have a son, but now I think it’s pretty good to have a daughter. Except for not looking like either of us, she’s great.”

Song Chunxue couldn't help but laugh, "You think your own child is ugly?"

"Compared to the second brother, he is indeed a bit ugly. He has a short nose, small eyes, thick eyelids, and a small face," the third brother said, seemingly confused and troubled. "Mulan and I are not ugly, so why is the eldest brother so ugly?"

"..." Song Chunxue was helpless. She had heard these words in her previous life, but she never expected that Sanwa would say them in person this time.

If that child heard this, he would definitely be sad.

“Sanwa, who would dislike their own child for being ugly? I don’t think he’s ugly at all. He just looks a bit like me when I was little. Small face, little pig nose, but very fair skin. When he smiles, he looks like a sour apricot. He’s so cute. Don’t give him to me.”

The fourth brother said irritably, "Compared to the children of the Wang and Cheng families, she's not ugly at all. You two are just too picky. Humph, I get angry just thinking about how Mom said I was uglier than him when I was little. You don't even realize how ugly you were, do you?"

The third child nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, the fourth child is right. My eldest child isn't ugly, just not that good-looking yet. He'll be good-looking when he grows up. You're good-looking too, you're getting better and better."

This made everyone burst into laughter, while the fourth brother was both angry and annoyed.

"I need your praise?" The fourth brother stood up. "As long as my wife doesn't think I'm ugly, I don't care if you guys do."

Besides, Tian Qi also said that he wasn't ugly; it was his older brothers who were good-looking that made him look ugly!

Song Chunxue listened as her apprentice and nephew went to Sanwa's house to see just how ugly the child was that her own father called her ugly.

So after they finished eating, they bought some snacks and treats on the street and headed to Sanwa's house in a large group.

Upon entering the courtyard, everyone saw Mulan holding a child and watching her eldest daughter play in the yard.

She was holding two wooden swords and knives in her hands. When she heard people coming, she hid behind Mulan and occasionally peeked out.

Song Chunxue clapped her hands and said, "Come here and let Grandma give you a hug."

The child, dressed in pink, hesitated for a moment before slowly walking towards Song Chunxue.

Song Chunxue picked up the child and noticed that the child's hair was short and not very yellow.

The child was born weak and had dark yellow hair, but Mulan listened to her advice, cut her hair short, and took good care of her. She looked much better than in her previous life, and her arms and legs were not so thin.

It seems the child's weakness wasn't just congenital; she was so frail in her past life because she didn't make up for it later in life.

“Come here, let your fourth uncle hold you,” the fourth brother said, stretching out his hand. “Look at this rosy-cheeked baby, how is he ugly? Third brother, you must never say that again, or the child will remember it.”

"Children need to be praised, praised to the skies, so that they can be as sharp-tongued and lovable as me." As he spoke, the fourth child lifted the child high and gave her a rattle.

Everyone couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Tu Dan'er raised his hand to tease the child, "Fourth Brother is really funny. This child does look more like you. You should treat her better."

“Isn’t it natural for a niece to resemble her uncle? I just can’t stand people saying that such a young child is ugly,” the fourth child glared at the third child. “If I hear that again, I’ll take her home.”

A group of people chatted and laughed. Wuji sat on a low stool to the side, drinking tea. In the past few days, he had fallen in love with the canned tea here. With rock sugar and roasted dates, it was indeed more flavorful than plain tea.

He never knew before that drinking tea and eating steamed buns could be so pleasant.

Afterwards, a group of people entered the house, making the spacious main room feel somewhat crowded.

Seeing that everyone was there, Song Chunxue took out a short sword and dagger from her storage ring and let each of them choose one. She asked Changyun to take Changfeng's sword to him.

"Uncle-Master, you have so many treasures! One for each of you?" Wuji was astonished to see even his daughter-in-law had a share. "Do you know that these treasures are all very spiritual? They are all priceless?"