Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Chapter 2057: Chapter 2057: Northern Lands, It’s Too Hot

“No need.”

Qian Jiyun planned to cook by himself, so he did not think about eating anything in the inn.

“We’ll handle it ourselves.”

“Alright, alright, then the little one will take his leave. If you need anything, just give a shout and I’ll come over.”

The Shop Assistant repeatedly agreed, seeing that they did not want him lingering, so he tactfully turned around to leave and even closed the door behind him.

“An Jiuyue, you rest first, I’ll cook. Let me take care of the child.”

He reached out, wanting to take Little Nuonuo into his arms, but as the child grew older, he developed his own opinions. Seeing his father’s hand reaching out, he quickly nested himself into his mother’s embrace, presenting only his back to Qian Jiyun.

Qian Jiyun: “…”

The little guy, so small, was already so shrewd and even knew how to choose who to be held by.

“Heh.”

An Jiuyue also chuckled lightly, patting the back of her son.

“I’ll look after him, you go cook.”

“But…”

Qian Jiyun hesitated; his wife’s health had not yet recovered, and if he left the child with her alone, he was afraid the little one might be too boisterous and make An Jiuyue even more uncomfortable.

“Don’t worry, Nuonuo is well-behaved. I’ll set him down inside to play by himself, so I can also rest.” Seeing Qian Jiyun’s hesitation, An Jiuyue added another sentence.

Their son was such an easy child to take care of; give him a toy, and he could play by himself for an entire morning without moving a bit.

“Well, okay then.”

Qian Jiyun had no choice but to give in to her.

…

Outside.

Leng Yikun was sitting in a wheelchair, pushed by Yuu Rong toward a tea pavilion.

Despite it being evening, the pavilion was still filled with many people, seemingly in a hurry to travel, though it was unclear why they needed to rush at this late hour.

“What would the two guests like?”

The waiter approached them as they found a table to sit down and asked.

“Bring us a pot of good tea and some snacks, just enough for the two of us.” Leng Yikun looked at the Waiter and spoke indifferently.

“Sure thing!”

The waiter, receiving the order, hurried off to prepare.

Because the pavilion was crowded, everyone was squeezed together for seating. Next to Yuu Rong and the others, there were two young men who felt that the garb of Yuu Rong and his companion was somewhat outcast.

“Where are you fellows from?” one of them inquired.

“Oh, we’ve come from the north.” Yuu Rong and Leng Yikun exchanged glances before replying.

It was just right that someone struck up a conversation with them; he could take this opportunity to learn what the Silent Snow Plane was like.

“We’re planning to rush to the south. Not sure how it’ll be down there, whether it will offer a chance for the two of us to survive, heh heh,” he said with a laugh.

“That’s certainly possible.”

Another person heard him and affirmed very confidently.

“The Northern Lands, ah, they’re too hot for sure, definitely not as cool as the Southern Lands. Plenty of people have gone south. You going to the south, that’s a wise decision indeed.”

Hearing this, Yuu Rong exchanged another glance with Leng Yikun.

It seems he got the right idea, so they can really keep the conversation going like this?

“That’s true, we’re heading to the Southern Lands in hopes of getting a breath of fresh air.” He sighed as if in helplessness and continued, “Truth be told, we just can’t make a living in the north anymore, every step is difficult. Otherwise, who would want to leave their home and go so far? Not sure if in the future, after people pass away, whether our ancestors would curse us for being unfilial.”