roccoschili Chapter 113 Nel
Chapter 113 Nel
At five years old, you had already read through your mother's entire collection of books on the theory of life, and sometimes the questions you asked even stumped her, a former top-ranking Dasala.
To satisfy your thirst for knowledge, your parents borrowed books and papers from various schools of thought from the Palace of Wisdom for you to read, falsely claiming it was to supplement their own research.
However, among the six major schools of thought, your attitude towards the Ming School is unique. Books on astrology remain within your area of interest, but you show absolutely no interest in its astronomical theories.
As a scholar of the Ming School, your father was curious about why you had an inexplicable aversion to astronomy, but he only received a vague answer.
"Um...maybe I'm just not naturally interested in stargazing or anything like that?"
"You casually replied, flipping through the manuals on mechanical techniques from the School of Wonderful Theory."
The night sky of Teyvat is an illusion.
Therefore, astronomy as we know it has never truly existed.
Your father was furious, but after watching you quickly flip through a document written in ancient script, he left, quite disheartened.
When he was five years old, he hadn't even learned all of Teyvat's common script, let alone those strange and ancient characters that resembled incantations.
……
At seven years old, you were still peacefully reading at home.
At this point, aside from a slight lack of practical experience, your reading volume and knowledge are already comparable to those of a typical Kapanthus scholar.
However, besides your regular reading, you also have a rather unusual "side hustle."
"So, you're going to Baoshang Street again?"
Seven-year-old Mu Feng, holding the hand of four-year-old Xiao Ni Lu, stared at the two ladies in front of him who were carrying handbags and preparing to leave, their eyes filled with resentment.
Is his mother a little too trusting of him, making him always feel like he's never truly been treated like a child?
After all, what kind-hearted person would entrust a four-year-old child to the care of a seven-year-old?
"Um... Xiao Mufeng, Mom will bring you Yalda candy when I get home tonight. What flavor do you want?"
The lady, feeling awkward under her child's slightly helpless gaze, turned her head away, trying to change the subject.
The husbands of both families usually work at the Academy of Educational Sciences handling academic research and don't spend much time at home on weekdays.
Since learning to walk, little Nilu has liked to run home often, and her mother has asked her to take care of the child. At the same time, she would also come over from time to time to chat with her about topics that housewives care about.
However, as time went on, the lady helplessly discovered that her talent in academic research did not seem to have been passed on to childcare at all.
Ultimately, it was because her own Mu Feng was a bit too precocious, almost completely skipping the part about the headaches of taking care of the child and fast-forwarding directly to the reward phase.
So, one day, while his wife was reading a paper, she was feeding her baby with a quill pen using a bottle. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Xiao Mufeng snatched the bottle away and did it himself, giving his mother a look that could only be understood but not spoken.
Since then, the wife, who clearly understood herself, handed Xiao Nilu over to Mu Feng with a clear conscience, ostensibly to cultivate her life skills outside of academics.
"Brother Mu... Feng..."
Upon hearing about the candy, Little Nilu quietly tugged at Mu Feng's sleeve, her large blue eyes blinking three times stealthily.
"I want the sunset fruit flavor."
Having received the coded message, Mu Feng reluctantly gave up on condemning his mother and "against his will" conveyed Xiao Nilu's taste request.
After all, most of the candy that came as compensation ended up in the little girl's stomach, so Little Nilu definitely had more say in which flavors were delicious than she did.
"no problem."
The lady immediately gave him a knowing look, and then hurriedly pulled Nilu's mother away from the house.
"boom."
With the soft click of the wooden door closing, Mu Feng sighed, rubbing his forehead in frustration, and pulled Little Nilu, who was still daydreaming about Yalda candy, back to his room.
Sigh... this family will fall apart without me!
"Brother Mu... Feng?"
Little Nilu, who was clinging to Mu Feng's arm, tilted her head and looked at Mu Feng, whose face clearly showed that he was "very happy."
It's such a happy thing to be able to eat sweet candy.
"You."
Mu Feng affectionately tapped Xiao Nilu's forehead with his index finger, took out the remaining milk candy from the drawer, unwrapped the candy, and handed it to the little girl who was eagerly waiting to be fed.
I wonder if this little girl, who can be bought off with a basket of candy, will be lured away by a little bit of sweets in the future.
However, he still can't forget the "extraordinarily interesting" expression on the little girl's father's face when the first thing she said was his name.
Oh no, now I really am a blond guy, aren't I?
"Let's...go out...and play."
With a candy in her mouth, little Nilu's cheeks were chubby. She tugged at Mu Feng's clothes, her speech a little unclear, and pointed her little finger toward the door.
"Hmm...how about we go see a dance performance?"
Mu Feng put down the thick document in his hand, thought for a while, and tentatively made a suggestion based on Nilu's interests.
"it is good……"
Little Nilu nodded obediently. Mu Feng reached out and gently pinched her cheek, then, under her confused gaze, skillfully stretched out his hands to make a picture frame.
I saw them all!
The next moment, after a flash of emerald green light, the third to last vase from a row of inconspicuous vases high on the cabinet appeared precisely in Mu Feng's hand.
"Wow..."
As Mu Feng flipped the vase, a pile of golden Mora coins slid out with a crisp clinking sound, forming a glittering little mountain on the table.
"Brother Mu... Feng... It's so amazing."
Little Nilu's eyes widened, and for a moment she even forgot to swallow the candy in her mouth.
"Hmph... Let's go."
Mu Feng smugly put away Mora, returned the vase to its original place untouched, and then swaggered away from home with Nilu by the hand.
……
Thirty minutes later.
"Hey buddy, with your wife's financial management skills, do you really have the money to treat us to a meal?"
"What are you saying? Today I'll show you my financial strength!"
As they were talking, Mu Feng and Ni Lu's father walked into the house, only to find the room empty.
"no one there?"
"Xiao Mufeng and Xiao Nilu have probably gone out to play."
"That's perfect, we must go to Lambad Tavern for a good drink today."
A few minutes later, a miserable wail and the crisp sound of porcelain breaking came from the room without warning.
"Where's my secret stash of money?!"