In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 580 - 573 Paving the Road_1

Chapter 580: Chapter 573 Paving the Road_1

"My first cousin brother has been gone for nearly a month now, hasn’t he? I wonder if he’ll make it back in time to celebrate Little New Year. If they could return, it would make the house feel more lively." Su Pan’er sighed profoundly.

She was now nine months pregnant and could give birth at any moment.

Even doing the smallest tasks made her feel incredibly tired. Every day she hoped that the little one inside her belly would be born soon.

"Don’t worry, I have already sent Xiaoqi to pick him up. He’ll certainly be back by Little New Year tomorrow."

Qin Yi was very confident.

He wielded his writing brush, creating one Spring Festival couplet after another.

When she heard Qin Yi mention Xiaoqi again, Su Pan’er couldn’t help but ask: "Didn’t Xiaoqi used to serve Ke’er? Why did you transfer him to serve you? Not only that, but now he spends all day running errands outside. Why have you entrusted him with such important tasks?"

Qin Yi glanced at her without giving a direct answer, instead asking an unrelated question.

"Ke’er will be eight after the New Year, right?"

When discussing her younger brother Ke’er, a warmth spread across Su Pan’er’s face.

"Indeed, Ke’er is growing up robustly. He is currently studying very diligently with his two masters, so much so that I imagine he’ll be pestering them even when they are on their New Year’s break. Why do you ask?"

"After all, he’s already eight years old. If no unexpected circumstances occur, I plan on sending him to the Imperial Academy to study once next spring arrives."

Qin Yi wrote the final stroke with his brush, then picked up the fine writing paper to inspect it. Nodding in satisfaction, he then placed it to the side.

"Oh, it is appropriate for him to start learning during this stage in his life."

Su Pan’er nodded in agreement.

Qin Yi chuckled, took another look at her before picking up his brush, and began writing quickly: "Since he’s starting his education, he will certainly need a competent person by his side, right?"

Yes, it was only natural that he would need competent servants by his side while at the Imperial Academy. Without them, Su Pan’er wouldn’t be able to rest easy.

"Moreover, the Eighth Prince’s birthday is in July, so after the New Year, he will only be nine. His Majesty would certainly select a reading companion for him. At that time..."

As he said those words, Qin Yi didn’t lift his head, his words vague.

Yet, Su Pan’er understood clearly.

Yes! If Fei’er was to select a reading companion, chances were high that Ke’er, once he entered the Imperial Academy, would be chosen. What Qin Yi is doing now—investing heavily in training Xiaoqi—is essentially paving the way for Ke’er’s future.

Once she realized this, a hint of gratitude filled her eyes.

"Yi, thank you for everything you’ve done for Ke’er!"

She sincerely thanked him, but Qin Yi merely flicked her small nose as a response.

"Ke’er is my brother too! Consider that a punishment for you. If you say such nonsense again next time, I won’t let it off so easily."

"I...I won’t say such things again."

The flick to her nose stung, causing Su Pan’er’s eyes to well up with tears.

Seeing her reaction, Qin Yi couldn’t help but laugh. He quickly set down his brush, turned around to embrace her, his eyes filled with a sense of indulgence and helplessness.

"All this over a servant? Is it truly worth you getting upset over?"

"Who said I’m upset?"

She took the opportunity to rub her face against his clothing, wiping away the tears that welled up involuntarily. As she glanced at the piece of paper spread across the table, she couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.

"Are you writing a letter home?"

"Yes, with the New Year approaching, I am writing a couple of letters to our family in the countryside. Would you like to write a letter to your parents too?"

"No need, you can write for me."

Su Pan’er didn’t withhold her thoughts out of unwillingness, but because there was so much going on in her head, she simply didn’t know where to begin.

"That wouldn’t do! What I write and what you write cannot be the same. Hurry and write something, then we can bundle them together and send them off to the postal relay station."

Qin Yi liked his plan more the more he described it, repeatedly urging her on.

Left with no other choice, Su Pan’er picked up the brush, and after thinking for a long time under Qin Yi’s encouraging gaze, she finally wrote on the paper: "Father, Mother, Little New Year is almost upon us. How are you two doing? How is Grandfather and everyone else..."

She didn’t know what else to write at first, but once she started, she ended up filling many pages with her genuine feelings and thoughts, none of which were substantial.

She couldn’t help but recall the many letters Qin Yi had written to her when they lived apart. Those letters still lay inside the "treasure box" hidden in their old home. She wondered when they would return to Luoyan Village.

The moment she thought of this, a hint of nostalgia and melancholy crept into her writing and she could not continue. Hastily concluding the letter, she folded it, sealed it in an envelope, and handed it casually to Qin Yi.

"Here, there’s only one letter."

"Alright."

Qin Yi took the letter, bundled it with the ones he had written, prepared them for delivery, and then had a page boy take the letters to the postal relay station.

Once everything was arranged, the couple held hands as they left the room, leisurely strolling around their mansion.

It was almost time to celebrate Little New Year. The mansion was decorated with lanterns and colored hangings, and everyone had a smile on their faces. Laughter filled the air, creating a festive atmosphere.

Su Pan’er couldn’t help but recall a Stove-worshiping poem about celebrating Little New Year.

"Anciently, on the twenty-fourth of the twelfth month, the Stove God went to heaven to report on the family, his cloud cart and wind horses slightly delayed, at home, a rich feast with many dishes was prepared. The pig’s head was cooked to perfection, the double fish fresh, the sweet bean paste and pine buns round. The men pour out offerings, the women withdraw, they pour wine, burn money and the Stove God rejoices..."

Everything needed for their celebration was already prepared. All that was left was for their family to return, and they could have a joyous Little New Year.

Along the way, Su Pan’er felt heavy due to her pregnancy and multiple layers of clothing. After walking a fair distance, she began to feel fatigued, with beads of sweat forming on her forehead.

"Pan’er, are you tired?" Qin Yi asked with a faint smile.

"I’m okay, I can still walk, I’m not that tired... Ah!"

Before Su Pan’er could finish, she felt her body involuntarily lifted from the ground, causing her to gasp in surprise.

It turned out that Qin Yi had picked her up. She quickly reached out to grasp his arm, complaining: "Stop it, Qin Yi, put me down. What will people think if they see us?"

"Let them see."

Instead, Qin Yi only held her tighter, cheerfully saying: "We’re husband and wife, and we’re in our own yard. Hugging and holding each other is only natural! Besides, I can tell you’re tired. Look at your forehead, you’re breaking a sweat from exhaustion."

"You... You have no shame!"

Su Pan’er buried her face in his chest helplessly, allowing him to carry her towards the Xiaoyao Pavilion, a place she had recently grown fond of due its beautiful view and fresh air.

Throughout the walk, they encountered many servants. However, Qin Yi acted as though he didn’t see them.

The servants were tactful and quickly bowed their heads pretending not to notice, subtle smiles playing on their lips.