Pei Qinyu doesn't care about these.

However, a few days ago, there happened to be an occasion that required socializing, and those people had a banquet together.

The charcoal fire in the room was burning brightly, and as the wine got to their heads, a Jinshi from the same class as them took off his outer robe along with everyone else.

He was a casual person, but there was a palm-sized patch on his underwear.

They all came from the countryside, so it wouldn't be a big deal if they were a little simple, but they passed the imperial examinations and were personally awarded salaries by the emperor. Even if they were short of money, they would still be able to afford a new set of clothes.

At this point, the Jinshi blushed, and the others burst into laughter. Looking back, the Jinshi's embarrassment and awkwardness spread throughout the Hanlin Academy like a shadow play.

People in the Hanlin Academy care about face the most. Although making a fool of themselves is nothing, the rumors are so bad that the Jinshi has to keep his head down and cover his face with his sleeves when he goes in and out for several days.

Pei Qinyu was also suddenly praised by his peers, "Brother Pei, your clothes are really nice. Did your sister-in-law help you choose them?"

That envious look instantly made Pei Qinyu realize: respect the clothes first and then respect the person. Song Niannian dressed him well and saved him a lot of trouble.

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It was cold, so Song Niannian set up a small heater in the house.

There were some dried fruits roasted on top, and a small stove with a sweet soup stewed in a casserole inside.

The capital is located in the north, and the food here is much more rough than what Pei Qinyu and Song Niannian ate in their hometown.

Pei Qinyu, who worked in the Hanlin Academy, ate steamed buns and flatbreads every day. After a few days, his lips were covered with blisters, not to mention the indigestion and constant bloating in his stomach.

"Daddy!" Pei Yan looked up and saw Pei Qinyu.

Pei Qinyu stood by the door for who knows how long, the aroma of sweet soup billowing in the air.

Pei Yan drooled as he wrote.

At this time of year, it is particularly difficult to eat fresh fruits and vegetables.

Song Niannian was tired of eating meat, so she simply went to buy some radishes. Radishes are not expensive, but few people like to eat them!

Cook a pot of radish soup on the stove, and with a little special technique, the radish soup will become sticky and mushy, just like transparent ginseng soup.

Pei Yan was growing up, and Song Niannian put pork ribs in the radish. Pei Yan couldn't taste the radish, but ate a lot. He felt that even the soup in the north had changed its taste.

Washing clothes, new wine, and a small red clay stove.

"Husband, why did you come back so early today?" Song Niannian smiled.

She stood up and hid the fact that Concubine Bai Tian had sent people to serve them.

Pei Qinyu couldn't feel any difference in Song Niannian.

He picked up Pei Yan, placed him on his lap, and carefully checked Pei Yan's homework for the day.

"Daddy, Pei Yan will become a great hero in the future and will never let Mom cry."

Pei Yan whispered to Pei Yan.

He whispered to Pei Qinyu behind Song Niannian's back?

"Your mother is crying? Why?" Pei Qinyu immediately became alert.

Song Niannian was wearing a thick long skirt. When she stood up, the skirt fell gracefully to the ground. She looked as if nothing had happened.

Pei Yan whispered to Pei Qinyu, "Someone made Mother faint today. It was heartbreaking for Yan'er. No matter how much he called out to her, she wouldn't wake up. I almost thought something had happened to her..."

"Daddy, can you be at home more often in the future?"

Pei Yan didn't know what imperial power was. He only knew that Song Niannian was acting abnormally today because of the nannies and palace maids who came to his house.

“Why are you home so often?”

"Yan'er misses you..." Pei Yan was almost tricked. His tone changed and his face became tense.