"Master, why aren't you eating the vegetables? This meat is delicious."

The little pig picked up some meat and placed it in the purple bowl, looking at it curiously.

He had already eaten three bowls of rice, but his master hadn't even finished one bowl, nor was he eating any vegetables. He wondered what was on his mind.

Zhu Zi ate half a bowl of rice listlessly. He was an impatient person, and once he thought of something, he had to do it. If he couldn't finish it, he would feel extremely upset, restless, unable to eat or sleep well, and lose all motivation.

"Master, please don't eat raw ginger."

The little pig ate another bowl of rice, and when he looked up, he saw Zhu Zi stuffing a piece of ginger into his mouth. He quickly woke him up, and Zhu Zi came to his senses and quickly spat it out, because he hated eating ginger the most.

"Master, are you having romantic feelings?" the little pig asked, surprising everyone.

"Cough cough..."

Zhu Zi choked and coughed repeatedly, the chili peppers even going into her trachea. She drank three cups of water before she recovered. Zhu Zi, with tears in her eyes, looked pitiful. The blush on her cheeks was more delicate than the crabapple blossoms in spring. To be honest, this man's looks were truly impeccable. Even if he always wore a deadpan expression, he was still an ice queen.

"Who taught you to say such things? You're just a bad kid," Zhu Zi scolded.

The little pig blinked innocently, "My aunt said that when adults lose their appetite, it means they're lovesick. Master, you were like that just now."

"Your aunt is talking nonsense. She doesn't even know how to live her own life, what does she know!"

Zhu Zi was annoyed. That brat was incredibly stupid to have managed to find a boyfriend. She wondered which blind man it was.

The little pig retorted, "My aunt already has an uncle, but I don't even have a teacher's wife yet!"

Zhu Zi was speechless, and felt the urge to strangle the little brat again. His words were just as infuriating as Ye Qingqing's, and he had inherited his mother's sharp tongue and meanness.

"You'll have a master's wife soon, and a junior brother too." Zhu Zi said shamelessly. Since having children was already on his work agenda, he would take care of it sooner or later. He wasn't lying to the child.

The little pig's eyes sparkled as it happily asked, "Where is my master's wife? Master, please have a little sister! I like little sisters."

"Good for your younger brother, let your mother have a younger sister."

Zhu Zi didn't like daughters. He thought life was too hard for women and he didn't have the patience to raise them. Sons were easier to train, and besides, his sons were going to inherit his mantle. What great things could daughters accomplish? He had to have sons. He would have to study the methods for having sons, and he was absolutely certain of it.

"Then where is my master's wife?" the little pig asked again.

"We still need to look. Ordinary women aren't qualified to be your master's wife. Your master has to be selective." Zhu Zi tried to brush it off vaguely, but he forgot that the little pig wasn't an ordinary child and wasn't so easy to fool.

"What kind of mistress does Master want?" Little Pig persisted, pressing for an answer.

Zhu Zi was in a good mood and happy to discuss things with his disciple. After all, his disciple had to like his woman, otherwise the family would be difficult to maintain harmony. So he said, "She must be both scholarly and martial, and in good health. She can't be too tall, nor too stupid, but she also can't be too clever or too cunning. A woman who is too shrewd and worldly-wise is too calculating. And she can't be too ugly, as that would affect the appearance of the next generation..."

After listening to Zhu Zi's rambling for a long time, the little pig yawned three times. It was the first time he had heard his master talk so much, and so much of it was nonsense.

"Master, do you like my aunt?"

Zhu Zi finally finished rambling, and then the little pig said something shocking again, causing Zhu Zi to cough violently once more, choking so badly that her lungs felt like they were going to burst.