Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

"They deserve it!"

An Yilu snorted lightly and said.

Although he is still young and has been studying, he still often listens to what Dean Ding Nuo has to say about matters in Kyoto.

It is the second-generation ancestors of these families who often bully ordinary people on the streets, leaving the people with nowhere to redress their grievances, making them miserable.

But unfortunately, the emperor's uncle was in the palace. Even if he knew what was happening outside through other people's mouths, he could not immediately attack these families. It was because they knew this that they were so confident.

"They will definitely be miserable if they fall into the hands of their father and mother." An Yixing whispered.

Of course, this is only limited to those families who have served as officials. If they are members of the family who have done their duty, their parents will naturally not embarrass them.

However, is there really a decent family? If you really want to do your duty, how can you become a family? In this capital, the influence will be spread all over the place, and it will be entangled.

"Brother Lu, let's go. Daddy has prepared a boat for us. It seems they don't have time to accompany us. Let's go by ourselves."

What Qian Yinuo's child has been thinking about most is rowing and picking lotus leaves. He has been waiting for several days.

"Wait a little longer, wait until dad and the others go to the Dutch ship, and then we can go out."

An Yilu said that he had heard from the housekeeper about today's itinerary. After dinner, they would board the Dutch ship. When they go, their father and mother would be able to see them and feel relieved.

"How long will it take?"

When Qian Yinuo heard that he still wanted to wait, his expression suddenly changed. He really wanted to go now.

But here he is the youngest, so he can only listen to his brothers and just wait. Anyway, he can go boating today, so he can just wait a little longer.

"Okay, okay, I'll just wait and let's have some snacks first."

As he said that, he no longer looked at the family heads who were silently crying and eating wild vegetables. Instead, he walked to the steps outside and sat down with his brothers.

"Brothers, let's trade. I have a lot of snacks."

"We have that too."

An Yixing and An Yizhou also took out their snacks.

Of course, they also had An Yilu. After taking An Yilu back to the palace, An Jiuyue gave the Qiankun bag to the little guy and put a lot of snacks in the Qiankun bag.

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Here, all the heads of the family are feeling miserable. The hands holding the chopsticks are trembling, and they are very resistant to picking up the food. However, under the gaze of the two princes, they have to pick up the food and stuff it into their mouths.

They felt that their throats must have suffered a lot. They must have been cut to bleed by this wild vegetable with roots, right?

Finally, they waited for the staple food, thinking that they would not have to suffer at last, but instead they saw bowls of corn grits rice. They were so rough that their throats had been cut by wild vegetables, and they could not swallow them at all.

If it weren't for the two princes sitting in the main seats, they really wanted to throw up their sleeves and leave.

Finally, after what seemed like a century, the two princes, who were eating very slowly, finally put down their chopsticks, and all the family heads also put down their chopsticks, unwilling to eat any more.

If they eat more, they are afraid they will have nightmares for the rest of their lives.

"Has everyone eaten?"

Seeing them put down their chopsticks so quickly, An Jiuyue asked pretending not to know.

"There are still so many dishes here. It's a pity to waste them. In this way, I have the final say. When all the heads of the family leave, pack them up and take them back. This way, the dishes for the evening will be available."