Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack

Chapter 1722: Chapter 1702: Brother Hai Teaches You Math

”You know that in ancient Chinese culture, nine is considered the ultimate number, right?” Looking at Qianqian’s frustrated face, Luo Yanhai stopped being cryptic and smiled at her, revealing the answer.

”So, next is one?” Qianqian immediately looked bewildered, wasn’t it still a number?

”It is a number, but just looking at it alone doesn’t really seem like a number. It’s quite simple, nine being the ultimate doesn’t mean it’s the utmost, right?” Luo Yanhai calmly shook his head, smiling at Qianqian, ”Units like ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred million, trillion, quadrillion, quintillion, sextillion, septillion, octillion, nonillion, decillion, undecillion, duodecillion, tredecillion, that you know, right?”

”I knew up to quintillion, they represent numerals in Chinese. After quintillion, aren’t there twenty zeros?” Qianqian was completely baffled, ”You’re not telling me the next is hundred? Then I really feel like I’m a junior among these bunch of kids!”

”I didn’t say that. Nine is the utmost of single-digit numbers, right? So, the next is tredecillion.” Luo Yanhai looked helpless, ”If it wasn’t for grandma intervening, he would have named those kids Nine One, Nine Two, Nine Three, Nine Four...”

Qianqian’s face showed signs of collapse, she couldn’t help but give Yue Tingyu a thumbs up in her heart: Grandma, well done...

She was really just casually naming them... there’s no need to literally follow numbers, right? It was initially for having more precautions, who knew it would turn out like...

Imagine returning to Nine Heavens Pavilion in the future...

”Aunt, I’m Nine One...”

If there are more than nine children, maybe there will be ones named Zero Zero, Zero One, it would truly be overwhelming.

”But they are luckier than you, they have characters.” Luo Yanhai also looked helpless, these children really received a treatment that even Qianqian hadn’t had, right?

But they are young children, the Master keeps mumbling about Qianqian anyway. Although he scolds her every day saying she has no sense and doesn’t report safety...

Actually, Qianqian does report safety, just in a rather special way...

Like that day when Luo Shufan suddenly had a stomach ache, in a very peculiar spot... he knew Qianqian was in a special period.

But this method, not to mention the Master, even close people couldn’t possibly know, right?

If they knew the lives of two children were tied together, how could they let Qianqian run around freely?

However, how could Luo Shufan bear to constrain Qianqian’s wings?

What he could do is maintain the secret, give Qianqian a relatively safe environment, without having to face mutterings whenever she met elders.

At that moment, He Wenyu sneaked into the courtyard, caring more about the note than the kids Qianqian was concerned about, but in front of her gossip-loving mother, she could hardly look at it. She suspected as soon as she opened the note, Huang Yueran would intrude...

Her mother’s interest in her gossip far surpassed interest in anything else. She even had a dog’s keen sense, constantly keeping an eye on He Wenyu.

Thankfully, An Zilan asked her to organize clothes, giving He Wenyu the chance to run down.

On receiving the letter,

Since arriving at this honorable place, I’ve not had the chance to meet you, much on my mind. Are you well?

You are to me, as water is to fish, as wings are to birds

Indispensable, with nowhere to retreat

I offer you the brightness of spring, wishing this life to be long

...(many words omitted here)

I just want to say one thing, I want you, just wait for me!

A long string of words left He Wenyu confused, is this a greeting or a love letter? But after seeing the last line written with somewhat careless strokes, she couldn’t help but be amused. Here you are imitating ancient prose, aren’t you tired?

She quietly put it away, feeling strange eyes upon her. Looking up, she indeed saw Huang Yueran sitting at the window with a mournful expression.

On the third floor, apart from two rooms was a spacious hall, where there was a table for tea by the window.

The direction here was facing the courtyard, unlike the direction of the rooms.

Huang Yueran, noticing He Wenyu looking up, sighed while holding her tea, looking at the other three: ”See, she has secrets now, avoiding me, not sharing any thoughts, maybe I should have a second child?”

An Zilan drank her tea silently, unwilling to speak.

It’s not just the second child, even the third child wouldn’t share much, right?

Her eldest rarely shares his feelings with her too.

”You’re just worrying for nothing. If our girl doesn’t have some secrets, you’d be worried she’s not being welcomed or was being excluded, right? What’s wrong with having secrets, the goddaughter would surely know, they plan things together, right?” He Jun comforted: ”Besides, think about how those two girls having good feelings for each other can communicate well, as parents we can be at ease.”

Huang Yueran rolled her eyes hearing this.

What can she say? What can she say? What can she say?

Although she’d find out about her daughter’s relationships in the future, being notified later and discussing it openly now are not the same, right?

He respects his daughter very much too, he just fears she’ll be deceived, as this girl once broke ties with a goddaughter over a man, right?

This shows she’s the kind who falls head over heels when encountering love, doesn’t turn back until hitting the wall, doesn’t give up before reaching the Yellow River, insisting on Immortality in such era!

She absolutely didn’t want her daughter to have to watch her husband cheat in future...

It should be done properly and openly...

Therefore, her family needed to be strong enough to suppress the other side.

But now He Wenyu as ’Luo Shiliu,’ has the Luo Family and Nine Heavens Pavilion behind her.

Even if it weren’t like this, Qianqian and Luo Shufan wouldn’t let He Wenyu be bullied anyway.

However, maybe it’s the environment making her uncomfortable, yearning to communicate well with her daughter.

Compared to her, An Zilan was noticeably more calm.

So she turned to An Zilan: ”Aren’t you worried about your girl?”

An Zilan was surprised for a moment, then smiled: ”She can protect herself well, I can only give advice when she tells me things. After all, parents can’t be with their children forever, I think she should explore, she is clearly happier now.” She said this while looking out the window, Qianqian was smiling radiantly under the sun, as warm and cozy as spring sunshine.

Huang Yueran looked at An Zilan, pondered for a moment, then turned to look downstairs.

Two girls glowing with vibrant hues...