Having a Baby Before Marrying a Wicked Husband - Chapter 134

Qingke stood up and said he could recite it. The student who was called up to recite but failed to recite it felt his cheeks and neck heat up in a blush. He felt insulted.

He hadn’t even learned it yet, and this brat already knew how to recite it? The student, who was only two years older than Qingke, considered himself an adult and viewed Keke as a naive child who didn’t understand anything.

It must be a lie. He refused to admit that he had lost to Jiang Qingke, who was two years younger than him.

“You’re lying. I don’t believe it,” he said.

Qingke glanced at him but didn’t say anything, humming to himself in his mind, Childish!

The teacher was also afraid that Qingke couldn’t recite it, and was thinking about smoothing things over when Jiang Qingke began reciting loudly. His voice was still a bit childish, like a watermelon cut open after being frozen in well water all night in the summer, sweet and crisp, very pleasant to listen to.

Hearing him recite, the teacher felt relieved and followed along with the content Jiang Qingke was reciting, nodding and swaying his head, silently reciting along in his mind.

When they reached the first chapter, “The former kings recognized the importance of teaching and its ability to transform one’s name, hence, they initiated with broad love,” Qingke paused. The teacher also froze, stopping his swaying and silent recitation.

“Why did you stop reciting, Student Jiang?”

Qingke shook his head, his voice still crisp.

“Teacher, I only learned up to this sentence,” meaning it was clear he couldn’t recite any further.

He hadn’t continued reading further. The reason was obvious; playing with his little brother was more interesting than reading books!

No matter how mature and dignified Qingke might appear, he is still just a seven-year-old child, and of course, playing is more interesting to him. It’s just that his plays with are a bit  ruthless…

Is the younger brother only meant to be played with?

Qingke: If the younger brother isn’t meant to be played with, then he would be useless.

Confirmed, this is definitely a true big brother.

However, the teacher was already quite satisfied. Even though he continued teaching the later content, Jiang, the student, could already recite up to that point, which was already very good. Moreover, excellence is best appreciated in comparison. Compared to students in the class who couldn’t recite at all, Jiang Qingke was exceptionally outstanding.

He taught this group of students, all of whom were well-off, so it was normal for them, as pampered young masters, not to like studying. During break time, he would sometimes pass by and hear these young masters gathered together playing games like cricket fighting or cockfighting.

Hearing this, the old-fashioned teacher shook his head repeatedly, saying it was too decadent. However, he had never seen Jiang Qingke and these young masters mingling to talk about these useless things. Jiang Qingke always sat quietly in the corner, holding a book in one hand and his little brother in the other.

The child never caused trouble and listened especially well to his brother reading to him.

The old teacher’s eyes were warmed by seeing this, this was the picture of brotherly love and respect that he wanted to see.

Looking back at the neighboring class, several young masters who hadn’t even grown their hair yet were talking about how their families had arranged for them to have maid servants. It all started with the oldest student in the class, who was thirteen this year, proudly discussing this matter as if it were a bragging point, especially when he received envious glances from others.

On one side, the brothers were friendly and respectful, while on the other side, there was a lot of chaos. it was chaotic and tumultuous. The old teacher became increasingly pleased with Jiang Qingke and his brother.

So, it didn’t matter if he just couldn’t recite the latter part. He didn’t make any mistakes in the previous part. The old teacher praised Qingke in a few words, which made the student who was initially called upon to recite feel bitter.

What’s so great about Jiang Qingke? His family’s circumstances weren’t better than his, he brought four servants while Jiang Qingke only had one.

He sarcastically remarked a couple of sentences in a cryptic manner, without deliberately raising his voice, but everyone present could hear him clearly: “Hmph, what’s so great about that? You can only recite one passage anyway.”

Qingke sat down, not feeling upset either. His father had said that there were many fools outside and told him not to play with fools.

But the other guy had openly insulted him. Qingke wasn’t so easy to bully. His father had told him not to casually use his abilities outside to avoid trouble, so Qingke refrained from using his abilities to attack the other guy. But his father had also said that the best way to deal with someone was to attack their weaknesses.

What was that guy’s weakness? Oh, he knew.

That guy loves to boast and loves to be the first to snatch the spotlight. He had cursed himself. Qingke replied nonchalantly, “Well, indeed, it’s nothing remarkable. Just being able to recite a few sentences is marginally better than not being able to recite at all.”

It couldn’t be more obvious who doesn’t understand with just one sentence. When someone can’t even distinguish between a mulberry tree and a locust tree, it’s childish! Qingke felt proud, feeling much more mature.

“You!” The guy kicked the table angrily but didn’t say anything more. His eyes rolled around incessantly, pondering who knows what.

After school, Qingke became much livelier. He tossed his books and basket to the servant, Lan, to carry, and held his little brother tightly with both hands, taking small steps as he ran.

There was delicious sesame candy shop outside the school, and they usually closed up shop shortly after school ended, so he had to hurry to catch up.

The old lady was about to close up shop when she saw a little round ball rushing towards her.

The little one held his younger brother, who was wearing a lot of clothes, making him look like a round, rolling ball. The elder brother was strong, running with his little brother without even a hint of exhaustion.

He put his little brother down on the ground, and the little one grabbed onto his pants tightly, swaying and jumping around.

“Dede! Dede! Candy!” His little brother also knew candy was delicious, but they were never allowed to eat it at home. Their father, Yan Cai, would only allow them to lick it once.

Both of Yan Cai’s sons loved candy.  Yan Cai was afraid that they would have cavities, so he didn’t let them eat it. Keke’s candy intake was strictly limited, and his younger brother could only lick it once.

Seeing the old lady selling candy, the little brother was even more excited than his brother and just wanted to climb onto him.

“Don’t rush, don’t rush! Big brother will buy it for you! Big brother has money!” Given by their other father! Their father didn’t give them any pocket money, so he asked their other father for it. Their other father said he didn’t have any money and reluctantly took out twenty wen copper coins from his pocket — this was Jiang Manyue’s pocket money. The money left over from breakfast in the morning.

Yan Cai thought that Jiang Manyue spoiled the children too much and was afraid he would recklessly spend money on them, so Yan Cai kept a close eye on him. It wasn’t that he didn’t give them money; Lan, the servant, had a lot of money on him. If the two young masters wanted to buy something, he would pay the bill behind them.

But the young masters were the masters after all, and if they had money to buy it themselves, he couldn’t stop them. He could only watch as Qingke weighed two liang of sesame candy with the old lady and handed it over to him. Seeing the candy in his brother’s hand, the younger brother was about to jump up.

Qingke squatted down, took out a piece of sesame candy, compared its length, and bit off a piece, chewing it. He felt it was still a bit too long, so he bit off another piece, leaving only a tiny bit the size of a fingernail.

Qingke thought there was still too much, and was afraid that it would get stuck in his brother’s throat, so he chewed it into smaller pieces until there was only a bit of syrup left in his palm. Finally, he felt relieved and fed the syrup to his brother.

The younger brother wasn’t greedy either; whatever his brother gave him was delicious. He licked the syrup a few times and then smacked his lips for a long time.

Their father would definitely ask about the candy when they got home. Qingke looked at the two liang of candy in his hand, feeling a headache, and finally his eyes fell on the servant Lan.

“Uncle Lan, can you help me?” Qingke politely approached Lan.

His father taught him to be polite, to call older people uncle or aunt, even if they were servants, and not to address them by their names directly, so Qingke always called Lan uncle.

A drop of sweat appeared on Lan’s forehead. Here it comes. he knew he would be the one to cover it up in the end.

In order to prevent Yan Cai from discovering the “banned goods”, the “banned goods” were temporarily stored in Lan’s room. He promised the two young masters that he would bring them out every day when they went out to school.

However, they were immediately exposed when they got home.

As soon as Yan Cai saw the two little ones, he smelled the scent of candy on them, especially the youngest one, who smelled strongly of sesame candy!

“Confess honestly, leniency will be granted to those who confess, resistance will be met with strictness!”

Yan Cai rolled up his sleeves and bent down to look at his two sons, one big and one small. The eldest son stood straight, while the youngest son was still unsteady on his feet, with his hands outstretched, asking to be picked up.

His father was very ruthless.

“Speak properly, no acting cute!”