“What else did you dream?”
“Nothing. The wolves saw our big fire and didn’t dare come closer, so they left. I was almost scared to death.”
“My little Nuan is amazing. She can even have such dreams. In the future, tell me about your dreams. If possible, write me a letter, because dreams are easily forgotten.”
“Got it, Mom. I’ll write to you.”
After tidying up and having breakfast, Li Huan took the children to play in the wild for a while longer. After lunch, they would return home.
“Mom, next time bring Grandma and my older and younger brothers along.”
Xu Hui’s study schedule was extremely tight; he couldn’t take time off. Even when Cheng Qiao went to meet him at the school gate, she only stayed ten minutes.
However, he had grown taller and carried the aura of a young man. Cheng Qiao was pleased, reminding him to balance work and rest, without rushing for quick results. Their family would never pressure any child.
Xu Hui’s heart was warm, but he was impatient to achieve good grades quickly and bring pride to Cheng Qiao and Li Huan.
“You two siblings, if you have time, go see your older brother. Ye Jing, you also need to study medicine well, help your brother check pulses and see what he needs.”
The siblings nodded but kept skewering meat chunks with bamboo sticks. Last night’s barbecue had been too delicious; today they had to finish all the meat before returning.
By the time they got home, it was already dark. Uncle Fu made a gesture toward the house. Ye Jun understood—Ye Chengying had arrived. Only he would make Uncle Fu open the door.
“Where did you go?”
“We went on a trip. Why are you here?”
“Why didn’t you call me to come along?”
Ye Jun: “…Who knows when you’d have time.”
“I’ve been temporarily suspended. I don’t know when I’ll return to my post.”
“Serves you right for being impatient.”
“Indeed. All explanations are in vain; they can’t hide my impatient motives. I was riding high recently and got carried away. You let me stay here for a while to reflect.”
“No way. This isn’t a place for reflection, and there are two children here. I can’t let you stay.”
“Not brothers anymore, then.”
“No, you have your own home. I don’t welcome you here. If one day you mess up and harm my grandchildren, who am I going to blame?”
Ye Chengying looked resentful. He was only temporarily suspended, but his brother already disliked him. If he were really punished, his brother would definitely disown him.
“Don’t look at me like that. Go back. We’re tired, need to shower and rest, won’t keep you.”
Ye Chengying looked at Cheng Qiao, who shrugged. This was her master’s house; she was just staying temporarily, with no authority to make decisions.
“I think I’ve seen through you all… oh, poor me.”
Ye Chengying left, full of grievances. Cheng Qiao smiled, her eyes curved in amusement. Her master’s actions were for his own good; proper reflection would help him return to his post sooner.
She took Xiaonuan to the bathroom. After a night outdoors, the child needed a proper bath.
Li Huan took Ye Jing and Ye Jun to a nearby bathhouse. Men found bathhouses more convenient—they could soak and scrub backs easily.
“Xiaonuan, after your bath, do your homework. Mom will boil water.”
Xiaonuan nodded. After her bath, it would be her mom’s turn.
Cheng Qiao entered her space and saw the little wolf cub sitting upright before the Qilin Resurrection Tree, seemingly listening to the old tree.
Three Haidong Qing chicks huddled together, glaring at the cub, wanting to fight but too timid to act, which Cheng Qiao found hilarious.
The cub jumped at the sight of Cheng Qiao, arching its body in a defensive stance, baring tiny teeth, looking ferocious.
But upon recognizing Cheng Qiao, it wagged its tail and ran to her, rubbing against her legs affectionately, asking to be held.
The three Haidong Qing chicks also noticed Cheng Qiao, running toward her. The cub suddenly turned and roared at them.
The eldest, second, and third chicks froze. Cheng Qiao was slightly disappointed. Next time, she’d return the three eagle chicks to the Haidong Qing, or she might spoil them.
Cheng Qiao bent down, picked up the little cub, scooped a bowl of space water for it, and fetched some pork from the general store. It must have been starving after a day and night without food or water.
The cub perked up at the smell of space water—this was the water its wolf mother craved but had not given it. Its new mom was considerate, giving it water and meat.
“After you eat, you’ll help me. I’m opening a family farm, and you’ll guard the gate, got it?”
“Woof…”
“You agreed, so don’t say I’m illegally employing child labor.”
The cub looked up at Cheng Qiao. It didn’t understand her words, but it knew one thing: when the new mom asked it to do something, it obeyed. Parents provide food and clothing—you can’t go against them.
Normally, it sleeps at the base of the old tree, and its spiritual energy is abundant.
“Also, don’t bully the three of them—their father is fierce, and you definitely can’t handle him.”
The little wolf pup jumped in fright. These three fools even have a father—oh right, it has a mother too. Surely the little eagle chicks also have a father. Looking at the three eagle chicks again, its eyes carried a hint of appeasement.
Cheng Qiao almost laughed to death. She patted the little wolf pup on the head and suddenly pointed at a red rod on the tree: “Ah, right, this is Little Red Head, your eldest brother. Show him respect from now on.”
The little wolf pup looked up at the red rod coiling around the Qilin Rebirth Tree. Wow, this snake is almost turning into a dragon; it even has horns sprouting on its head.
Cautiously, the little wolf pup approached Little Red Head, but didn’t dare get too close. The snake emanated an invisible pressure that made it terrified.
Still, it kept studying Little Red Head. Its body was so thick—thicker than the pup’s waist. Luckily, Grandpa Tree was also very massive, otherwise the pup wouldn’t have enough to wrap around.
Cheng Qiao watched the little wolf pup amusedly, tilting her head as she thought of a name for it. Since it’s the Wolf King’s child, she decided to call it Wang Zai—easy to remember.
“Little one, from now on I’ll call you Wang Zai. Understand?”
The little wolf pup glanced at Cheng Qiao, its eyes showing disdain. What kind of name is that? Too hasty.
Cheng Qiao didn’t care about the hasty name. She went to the herb field, harvested some herbs, planted a few more, and then went to the space’s lounge to shower and change.

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