Reborn as a Landlord-Chapter 159 - 79: The Awakening of the Baozi_1

The second watch of the night, seeking stories in pink.

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"What do you want to learn from me?" Lian Manman asked Lian Yeye, somewhat puzzled.

"I want to be like Sister Manman, no longer taking any nonsense, and not letting Mom take any either," Lian Yeye’s face turned red, and after hemming and hawing for a long time, he finally gathered the courage to say.

Unexpectedly, Lian Yeye, silent as he was, harbored a strong will inside. He was like a bun that had gained consciousness. Lian Manman patted Lian Duoduo’s shoulder with emotion. As long as one could think this way, it was a big step for a bun to take.

Lian Manman couldn’t stand seeing Lady Zhao and Lian Yeye put up with Lady Zhou’s domineering attitude, and she had not yet figured out how to help them. Now that Lian Yeye had brought it up first, she felt very pleased.

"Yeye, if you can think like this, you’ll stop taking any nonsense," said Lian Manman.

"Really, Sister Manman?" Lian Yeye’s face happily flushed.

"Of course."

"Then Sister Manman, what should I do?" Lian Yeye asked Lian Manman.

"Yeye, do you feel like you’re less than others?" Lian Manman inquired.

"I... If only I were a son," Lian Yeye murmured softly, head hanging down.

The reason Lady Zhao could never stand tall was because she hadn’t given birth to a son over the years. Even in her past life’s era, many girls lived under the mindset of valuing males over females, let alone in these times. Lian Yeye must have sensed it, and thus, she harbored deep feelings of guilt. Guilt was putting it lightly; more accurately, it was more like a sense of sin.

It was pitiful and sad. But it was not Lian Yeye’s fault.

"Yeye, you must believe that you are no less than anyone else," Lian Manman earnestly told Lian Yeye.

"Sister Manman..." Perhaps it was the first time she heard such words, and coming from the person she admired the most, Lian Yeye was greatly moved.

"As long as you have the desire and are willing to work hard, you can be stronger than a son," Lian Manman added.

"Really?"

Lian Manman nodded.

"If you want to avoid being mistreated at home, the next time you encounter something unfair, for example, when Nanny picks on you and your mom again, don’t be afraid, resist, and speak out what’s in your heart. If you can’t reason with Nanny, then go to our father," Lian Manman clenched her fist.

"Resist, yeah, Sister Manman, I’ll remember that," Lian Yeye also clenched her fist imitating Lian Manman.

At that moment, Lian Manman could not envision the significant impact her conversation with Lian Yeye would have on Lian Yeye’s future life. The measures Lian Yeye later took to resist even astonished her.

Lian Shouxin had eaten his meal and returned to the West Wing Room.

"Dad, did you eat your fill?" Lian Manman hurriedly asked.

"I did," Lian Shouxin said.

"Have another bun, it’s still warm. Xiao Qi, get a bun for Dad," Lian Manman told Xiao Qi.

"Alright." Xiao Qi promptly agreed and took a warm bun from the pot. In this era without microwaves, sometimes, the food was kept warm in a still-hot pot, covered tightly with a lid, which could somewhat retain the heat.

Xiao Qi took the bun, tore it open, spread meat sauce inside, and added a few scallion leaves, then handed it to Lian Shouxin.

Lian Shouxin, who was on the edge of the bed changing his shoes, couldn’t free his hands.

"Dad, I’ll feed you," Xiao Qi climbed up onto the edge of the bed and started feeding Lian Shouxin the meat sauce bun.

"Little flatterer," Lady Zhang teased.

"Not at all," Xiao Qi pouted.

The whole family burst into laughter.

"Xiao Qi is Dad’s precious son," Lian Shouxin, having changed his shoes and gulped down a bun, picked up Xiao Qi, swung him around in a circle, eliciting endless giggles from the boy.

"...I still have to find Duoduo, don’t know what time she’ll be back tonight, you mothers should go to sleep first," Lian Shouxin put down Xiao Qi, told Lady Zhang.

"It’s cold at night now, Zhizhi, fetch another piece of clothing for your Dad," Lady Zhang said.

Lian Zhizhi responded, opened the wardrobe, took out a blue coarse-cloth jacket, and handed it to Lian Shouxin.

Lian Shouxin put on the jacket, gave a few more instructions to Lady Zhang and the children, and then left the house. The courtyard was filled with people who had just eaten in the Upper Room, everyone holding a torch, divided into groups, and set off in different directions to search for Lian Duoduo.

It was now the Hai Hour, and because they had just finished eating, it wasn’t a good time to rest. Lian Manman thought about the peanuts she had washed but hadn’t yet soaked because of going out to look for Lian Duoduo.

Lian Zhizhi and Wu Lang brought a large wooden basin into the room, dumped the washed peanuts into it, and Lian Manman took the scale, weighed the required amount of salt, Sichuan peppercorns, star anise, cinnamon, and fennel—all ingredients for soaking peanuts—as well as garlic, which needed to be added in the largest quantity.