Transmigration: A Farm Girl's Brocade-Chapter 63 - Monkey Brother (Please subscribe and vote

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Qian Yixiu took the little monkey into her arms. Although it only weighed four or five jin, her slender frame struggled to hold it. The little monkey, held by her, was unwilling, constantly sniffling and wiping away tears, as miserable as could be.

Qian Yixiu said, “Little Monkey Monkey, don’t be sad. You’ll have good days with me, you’ll even have meat to eat…”

As she made her vows, she freed one hand to gently rub the cluster of slightly longer white hairs behind its neck. After a while, the little monkey not only stopped crying but also hummed contentedly. It wrapped its little paws around Qian Yixiu’s neck, rested its head on her shoulder, and wiggled its little bottom on her arm, treating her as if she were its Monkey Mother.

This little monkey had impressive skills at acting cute.

The Little Monk watched with a hint of jealousy and said, “How strange, it never did this when I held it.”

Qian Yixiu’s eyes curved with her smile, thinking to herself, when you held it, did you ever rub the back of its neck? When its mother held it, she loved to rub it there the most. This is the motherly “rub”.

Qian Yixiu then said to the little monkey, “Little Monkey Monkey, I’ll give you a name.” She felt that by giving it a name, she declared her ownership.

What would be a good name? She thought of Sun Wukong from her past life, but that name seemed too formal, not quite right. She paused and then suggested, “How about… Monkey Brother? Monkey Brother, what do you think?”

The little monkey wiggled its backside again and hummed twice, signaling its agreement.

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So smart!

Qian Yixiu laughed and said, “From today onward, you’re my little brother. Remember, you must listen to your big sister. Obedient children get sweet sweets.”

The little monkey wiggled its bottom yet again. It had tasted the sweet delights of candy a few times at the monastery and liked them.

Qian Yixiu looked up at the sky. The sun had fully set behind the mountains, and the vast swathe of red clouds in the west had turned to black clouds. Only around the black clouds was there a circle of intense gold, casting a golden glow on everything.

It would be dark soon.

She then said to the Little Monk, “It’s getting late now. We have no strong men at home, and it’s not proper to send you back to the monastery at this hour. You’ll stay at my place tonight, and my grandma can send you back tomorrow. Is that alright?”

The Little Monk’s belly growled just in time and, without any other option, he agreed.

He stood up but still asked toughly, “Little Benefactor’s home has no men, wouldn’t it be inconvenient for this Poor Monk to stay?”

What a wily child, even more pretentious than Qian Yeejin.

Qian Yixiu glanced at the little bald head shining with the glow of the evening sun, looking as if it were coated with gold dust, and forcefully suppressed the urge to coddle. “Who said we have no men? I only said we have no strong men.” She pouted and added, “Even a layperson like me knows that Monks are beyond the distinction of men and women. At your young age, you’re hung up on this… seems like you still have much to learn.”

The Little Monk’s face turned even redder as he brought his hands together and said, “Amitabha, Little Benefactor speaks wisely. Indeed, this Monk’s cultivation is shallow. I have learned a lot. I shall impose upon you for the night.”

Qian Yixiu thought to herself, he really did somewhat resemble the rambling Tang Seng.

As they descended from the boulder, Dashan was still waiting obediently in the same spot, his gaze at Monkey Brother full of tenderness.

Qian Yixiu mused, Dashan, ready to be a mother, has changed—so loving towards the monkey baby.

But this monkey truly was a troublemaker, showing no fear; it jumped out of Qian Yixiu’s embrace and boldly tugged on Dashan’s curly tail.

Qian Yixiu got a scare, knowing how bad-tempered Dashan was. Except for a few members of her family, no one dared to get close to him, let alone pull his tail. She hurriedly ran between them, hoping to stop Dashan from attacking the little monkey.

But amazingly, not only did Dashan not get mad, he even made gentle, squeaky sounds, as if afraid of scaring the little monkey.

So it turned out that Dashan had such a refined side, and even Qian Yixiu was taken aback.

Monkey Brother was a lazy monkey; after walking a few steps, he didn’t want to move anymore, so he climbed onto Dashan’s back and smartly hugged his neck. Dashan didn’t seem at all to feel as though he was being enslaved; he seemed like he was carrying his own baby, and excitedly ran towards home.

Qian Yixiu brought them home, where the cute Little Monk and Monkey Monkey received a warm welcome from everyone.

It was the Monk who had saved Qian Sangui’s life, so the family treated the Monk with great respect. Lady Wu and Qian Manxia quickly went to the kitchen to prepare a vegetarian meal, while Qian Sangui chatted with the Little Monk in the main hall. Qian Yeejin was first curious about the little monkey but later joined the conversation with the Little Monk, who was about the same age.

Even Cheng Yue, who disliked strangers, came to the main hall and stared at the Little Monk. Her eyes were full of pity, and from time to time, she would say with compassion, “Ah, to become a monk so young.”

“A child without a mother is so pitiful.”

“Your family is so heartless.”

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Listening to this, Qian Yixiu felt somewhat depressed; the Little Monk, who didn’t eat meat, was much plumper than everyone in her family (except for Qian Yeejin), showing he hadn’t gone hungry and might even have been a bit over-nourished. Her little mother actually pitied him, which really was topsy-turvy.

The Little Monk’s plump face turned even rosier as he hastened to explain, “Poor Monk is not pitiable… Poor Monk has a master… Poor Monk has no family members… Oh, that’s not right, Poor Monk does not know if he has family members… Poor Monk does have relatives, namely my master, senior brothers, and many junior apprentices…”

By the end, he even forgot to add ‘Poor Monk,’ which amused everyone and caused them to laugh.

Lady Wu warmed up two corn cakes and also made a cucumber soup. She served the corn cakes and cucumber soup to the Little Monk.

Qian Manxia took Dashan’s big cracked bowl and filled it halfway with cucumber soup. Just as she placed the cracked bowl on the ground in front of Monkey Brother, he got angry and kicked the bowl over.

The Little Monk quickly got off the table, picked up the monkey to comfort it, and kept apologizing to Qian Manxia, saying, “It’s all because Poor Monk was only focused on eating the vegetarian meal and forgot that this Naughty Monkey is always so domineering and unreasonable. It gets angry if it feels slighted by others.”

Qian Yixiu also knew that Fierce Red Monkey had a bad temper, especially this “Crown Prince of the Previous Dynasty” who had an extremely strong sense of pride, but she didn’t expect that even this could anger it.

She hurried to the kitchen, took a bowl they used to eat from, filled it with cucumber soup, and grabbed half a corn cake to place on the table. She said to the little monkey, “Monkey Brother, please eat.”

Upon hearing this, Monkey Brother arrogantly jumped onto the stool and sat facing the Little Monk to eat. It took a bite of the cake, then lowered its head to sip the soup. Apparently finding the taste to its liking, it even enjoyed smack its lips contentedly.

The Little Monk said with a laugh, “This monkey at the monastery always eats with me at the table, it has even learned how to use a spoon.”

Everyone was extremely surprised, their mouths gaping wide.

In a low voice, Qian Manxia muttered, “Truly a sly monkey spirit.”