Chapter 535: Rong Chi is Very Well-Behaved

Qin Bi couldn't lift her eyelids: "Didn't sleep enough."

"Sleep a little longer," Rong Juan said: "Rong Chi is very well-behaved, didn't make a fuss."

Qin Bi was about to sleep, smiled, and opened her eyes again: "It would be strange if he didn't make a fuss."

He He Shizi Apparent Rong didn't want to admit that the little milk bun wasn't well-behaved. Waiting for Qin Bi to fall asleep, he stopped talking. Qin Bi knew that the Heir Apparent Rong had been longing for these children, thinking they were perfect in every way. She closed her eyes and went to sleep.

Soon, Qin Bi fell asleep.

Rong Juan watched Qin Bi's sleeping face. A moment later, he got up and left the bedroom.

In the courtyard, the children were laughing happily, and the whole courtyard was filled with laughter. The things Qin Bi collected this time could be said to be all things children liked. How could Rong Yang and Rong Chi not be happy?

Even the little Imperial Prince who was drinking soup was beaming with joy, and the laughter spread far away.

Rong Juan paused his steps, his gaze falling on Rong Yang and Rong Chi who were rummaging through the baskets. His eyebrows were gentle. They were tiny, and he, Rong Juan, was afraid they would melt if he held them in his palm. Lowering his eyes, he thought that he had to pick a few good pieces of flame beast fur.

Rong Juan said to the little Imperial Prince: "Watch Rong Yang and Rong Chi well."

The little Imperial Prince nodded: "Okay."

Rong Juan stepped away.

Rong Yang and Rong Chi pressed on the baskets, took a look, turned around, and continued to rummage through the baskets. This was what Rong Juan had instructed, leaving more than half a basket of spiritual sweet potatoes and little sweet radishes for the little buns.

If they wanted to eat, they just rummaged through the baskets.

As Qin Bi expected, children really liked colorful and beautiful things.

Rong Yang and Rong Chi especially liked to rummage through the baskets, eating a yellow little sweet radish, then looking for a red little sweet radish. The difference in taste wasn't big, but the little buns felt it was different.

This more than half basket of spiritual sweet potatoes and little sweet radishes had been turned upside down by the little buns.

It didn't matter; it didn't hinder the little buns from rummaging through it again.

Until dark, they didn't know how many times they would rummage through it. This time, they didn't see what they liked, but rummaging through it again and seeing it was a surprise. Actually, it was still the one they didn't like before.

Rong Yang was still fine, but the little milk bun was especially full of surprises.

"Eh?" The little milk bun grabbed a little sweet radish with his little hands: "Brother, this little sweet radish is delicious."

Rong Yang took a look: "This is the one you said was very small."

Rong Chi frowned and looked at the little sweet radish in his hand several times, then threw it back into the basket and continued to rummage. He found one, and the little Imperial Prince took it to wash for him. There were also the ones Rong Yang picked. The little Imperial Prince guarded a basin of clear water, responsible for washing the ingredients.

When washing the little sweet radishes, he plucked the tassels by the way.

After setting up a plate, several children went into the room to guard the stove and eat. It was crisp and sweet, delicious. The children laughed happily. Rong Yang finished eating one, got up, and went to the bedroom. Seeing Qin Bi was still asleep, the child went back.

When Rong Juan came back after picking the flame beast fur, the field snails had already been stir-fried.

Fragrant, as soon as he entered the courtyard, there was the smell of spicy stir-fried field snails. The children were waiting impatiently. The little milk bun wanted to eat several times, but was stopped by the little Imperial Prince. It was shelled, and a half-year-old child wouldn't know how to eat it.

Even if he knew how to eat it, he wouldn't let him eat it himself.

When Rong Juan arrived, the little milk bun: "Father, eat."

Rong Juan poured out a portion of spicy stir-fried field snails, then sat down, took a bamboo stick, picked out the snail meat, and fed the child. The little milk bun Rong Chi was making a fuss, but the little Imperial Prince picked out a snail meat and gave it to the little milk bun.

The little milk bun opened his mouth and ate it, very well-behaved. He wasn't well-behaved when he was making a fuss.

No matter how sensible the little Imperial Prince was, he was still a child and not big. Rong Juan knew the lethality of spicy stir-fried field snails and opened his mouth: "Stir-fried spiritual field snails are all for you, Rong Yang, and Rong Chi. You feed Rong Yang and Rong Chi first, and there will be no lack for you."

The little Imperial Prince's eyes lit up. He He Shizi Apparent Rong doted on the children. Today, he stir-fried nearly ten jin of field snails at once. Even if he took out a large portion, there was still quite a lot, and he could eat quite a bit.

Next, the little Imperial Prince was more active in helping to feed the little milk bun.

After getting the Heir Apparent Rong's words, the little Imperial Prince gave the snail meat to the little milk bun Rong Chi, and the little Imperial Prince sucked the soup in the shell. The spicy stir-fried field snails with sauce were fresh and fragrant.

When the little milk bun saw it, he took a field snail and sucked it, and the child's eyes lit up.

Well, they were all very diligent, eating snail meat and sucking the soup. He He Shizi Apparent Rong fed the children and got up to go to the bedroom. With the little Imperial Prince watching, the Heir Apparent Rong was relieved. He was just going to the bedroom to see if Qin Bi had woken up, and would be back in a while. He wouldn't leave the children for too long, to avoid the little milk bun chewing the field snail shell by mistake.

Qin Bi was still asleep and hadn't woken up. Rong Juan tucked the quilt for her and went back.

Rong Juan sat down and watched the children sucking spicy stir-fried field snails.

This day, not only was the Rong Prince Manor happy, but the Heir Apparent Su's team and Qin Tan and others of the Qin Yan Marquis Manor also returned with a full load. Every family was happy, and they were all eating spiritual food.

Returning on the first day, naturally, they had to reward themselves. Their own family could also eat a good meal together. Among the several families, the great cultivation families were generous, and the Su Guogong Manor ate boldly.

They were all foodies!

The Rong Prince Manor was even more so, for no other reason than that the two little Heirs of the Rong Prince Manor were the most precious.

What is the benefit of eating spiritual food one after another for cultivation? Qin Bi doted on the children, and as long as Rong Yang and Rong Chi liked to eat, she would give it to the children to eat. He He Shizi Apparent Rong didn't spoil the children, but he had the fate of losing his wife and having no children for several lives.

In this life, having children, the Heir Apparent Rong must treat them as treasures.

Also, the little milk bun didn't know who he followed. After eating his fill, he put a few little sweet radishes in his little pocket, washed, and ate one when he wanted to. The little guy could already wobble and walk.

The little milk bun held the door frame and wanted to go out. The little Imperial Prince ran over: "Rong Chi, it's night. What are you going to do? Play in the room."

"Go to the warehouse," the little milk bun said.

"What are you going to the warehouse for?" The little Imperial Prince wouldn't let him go.

The little milk bun insisted on going. The little Imperial Prince couldn't make the decision. He He Shizi Apparent Rong held the little milk bun and Rong Yang to the warehouse, and the little Imperial Prince followed. What was he going to the warehouse for in the middle of the night?!

What was he going to do? The little milk bun was inspecting his territory.

"Mine," the little milk bun pointed to the spiritual food and said.

The little Imperial Prince: "......"

He He Shizi Apparent Rong: "......"

"Yours," the Heir Apparent Rong said: "And also Rong Yang's."

The little milk bun didn't mind having his brother's share. He didn't want to be held anymore, got off the ground, wobbled to look at the baskets, and checked how many family assets he had. He was simply a little money-minded person. Rong Yang also followed to inspect.

The little Imperial Prince: "Who does he follow?"

He He Shizi Apparent Rong: "...... Qin Lang."