An Ning scratched his head. "These children are our younger cousins. There was no other way. All the houses in the fishing village were destroyed by the mudslide. We had nowhere to go, so our maternal grandparents' family came to stay with our mother."
They'll stay here for now.
Grandpa, Mom, and Dad are all at the table having dinner with Grandpa, Uncle, and Uncles. Why don't you go in and meet them?
Upon hearing "fishermen's village," Anle paused slightly, glanced back at Yu Rong, and then sent him away.
"You go ahead and get busy."
Thinking of something, he paused for a moment, then called out to the person.
"Wait, don't go yet, wait here for a while." After saying that, Anle looked at Anning with a grin.
"Fourth Sister, are there still vegetables in the kitchen?"
"The braised chicken and braised pork knuckle haven't been served yet, and I was just about to go get them."
Anle grinned, "Alright, no need to carry it. Take it with him for the road. I told him to go out and take care of some more things. He hasn't had a hot meal on his way back yet, so it's perfect for him to take with him."
Anle said this and headed straight for the kitchen, disappearing into it.
Anning didn't ask what business she was going out to take care of this time, since it was just business to her younger sister anyway.
Anle prepared a plate of chicken and pork knuckle for Yurong, and sent him out without even letting him into the house.
However, she did have something for him to do; she had assigned him a task to check on the disaster relief efforts in the surrounding towns.
"You just got back and haven't even seen Mom yet, and you're already leaving? Little sister, you're so heartless, just like those rich landlords." An Ning pouted, somewhat dissatisfied with An Le's harsh style.
Anle pointed to his nose and raised his voice.
"I'm inhuman? If I were inhuman, would I still feed him? I should have just kicked him out."
She's truly innocent!
She was clearly thinking of this kid.
This kid clearly doesn't like interacting with people; she's just giving him some peace and quiet.
Moreover, they are from a fishing village.
We should definitely avoid meeting each other; it's best to avoid contact as much as possible.
"Let's go, I'm hungry too, let's go eat."
Anning pulled Anle aside, "Hey, wait a minute, little sister, let me tell you the rules first. We can't eat in the dining hall. Our maternal grandparents' family is very particular about rules, and we children can't sit at the table."
After we've finished meeting with my maternal grandparents, we'll eat at another table by ourselves. I've also set up a table in the next room.
Anle was annoyed by Anning's constant chatter and waved her hand lazily in annoyance.
"Okay, okay, I know, I know."
Phew, I'm still so reserved even when I'm home.
She doesn't want to do anything right now, she just wants to eat something and go to sleep.
Ever since I left, I've been on edge, and my heart has been pounding because of this mess in Jincheng.
Inside the Islaile Palace, it was even more terrifying; it was like walking on knives. Although the king was terrified, she herself was also quite frightened.
Facing so many soldiers, he was constantly on edge. Although he was supposed to be resting in the palace, it was torture every moment, and he was terrified every second.
She walked on thin ice, proceeding with extreme caution, afraid to make even the slightest mistake.
After finally finishing her business, she felt a little relieved, but the journey back was exhausting, and she was truly tired.
This small body simply can't withstand such continuous torment day and night.
We were traveling on mountain roads, and I really hadn't slept well for several nights.
She's finally back home, but she still has to put up with other people's attitudes. Why is she so frustrated?
Can't I even have fun at home?
Hearing my fourth sister say such nonsense about rules, like adults and children not being able to eat at the same table, I realized that these were all unnecessary rules.
Especially when you enter her house and come to her house to establish rules, it just makes you instinctively uncomfortable.
Once you're inside her house, you expect her to follow all those old-fashioned rules? What kind of logic is that?
I'm so humiliated!
"Little brother, have you eaten yet?"
An Ning glanced at An Kang, who was happily playing with a kite in the yard.
"I've already had quite a few snacks, how can I possibly have room for a proper meal?"
Hearing An Ning say that, An Le didn't say anything more. As long as she wasn't hungry, that was fine. She also needed to hurry up and fill her stomach.
Upon entering the dining hall, one sees the entire hall filled with people. A large table is set up in the center of the dining hall, with meat and vegetables arranged on it, and plates and dishes covering the entire table.
Chicken, duck, fish, meat, braised pork hock, stir-fries, soups, porridge, and white rice.
There were also a few jugs of wine, and some pastries and fruits laid out.
In a small town, this table of dishes would be considered a top-notch feast even in a wealthy family's home.
Ordinary families absolutely cannot afford such a table of dishes.
This one meal alone costs the equivalent of several years' worth of expenses for an average family.
Anle looked at the food, smelled the aroma, and licked her lips; she was truly hungry.
"Grandpa, Dad, Mom, I'm back." His gaze swept casually over two faces that looked rather old.
Those two aged, unfamiliar faces were absolutely recognizable among the group of young people and juniors.
An old man calls his maternal grandfather, and an old woman calls her maternal grandmother—they're definitely not wrong.
"Grandfather, Grandmother," Anle greeted the two elderly people politely, too lazy to look at who else was in the room.
Looking at all these heads on the table, she just felt a headache coming on and was exhausted from dealing with them.
Anyway, since the relative is staying here, she can't run away. We can just acknowledge her after she's rested.
Moreover, her body is that of a six-year-old child who doesn't know proper etiquette, so it's understandable that she might not be very polite.
Upon seeing Anle, An Dalin's eyes lit up, and he put down his chopsticks, his face beaming with joy.
"My beloved granddaughter is back?" The old man stared at Anle's little face for a second, noticing that her face was pale and she looked tired. He frowned and felt a pang of heartache.
"Look at you, you've lost so much weight since you went out. Sit down and have something to eat."
"Hey!" Upon hearing An Dalin's words, An Le grinned and completely forgot about An Ning's instructions.
Seeing that An Dalin had pulled up a chair and placed it over, An Le sat down next to it and grabbed a small steamed bun and stuffed it into her mouth.
"Eat slowly, eat slowly, don't choke." An Dalin patted An Le's back, looked up at Qiao Qingnian, whose face was a little sullen, and ignored the unpleasant look on his face.
"Didn't I tell you before that this child fell on his head and doesn't remember anything? He doesn't even recognize people anymore. My dear in-law, please don't blame him."
However, on the other hand, Lewazi is just a child, not much older than Yiwazi and the others.
For her age, she's already quite sensible compared to the other children around her.
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