“Mother, I’m happy. I’m learning Buddhist scriptures from Brother Zhongjin in school. Sister is helping Teacher Lin make vegetarian food.” Chu Jin ran over and hugged Ye Muyu’s leg.
He turned around and saw his father at the door of the study.
He was shocked, and a guilty expression appeared on his face. He was afraid that his father would scold him for not focusing on his studies.
“Mother, I also drew on Zhuge Locks with Brother Zhongjin.”
“Brother Zhongjin heard that Zhuge Lock was researched by me and even praised me.”
When he said this, he was very happy. However, when he saw his father standing at the door of the study, he subconsciously restrained the smile on his face, afraid that his father would catch him and scold him.
“Ah Yu,” Chu Heng said, his gaze falling on Ye Muyu.
Behind him, Madam Hu walked out of the study.
She winked at Ye Muyu.
Ye Muyu was stunned for a moment. She let go of her son’s hand and walked slowly to Chu Heng. She looked up at him. “Is there anything?”
“Come into the room with me.”
“Alright.” Ye Muyu tilted her head and looked at Madam Hu. She said softly,”Madam Hu, let the two children wash their hands first. Bring the food to the table. I’ll come out after I’m done talking.”
“Alright, Madam. Master might be talking about the ink.” Madam Hu saw that Chu Heng had already entered the study and quickly reminded Ye Muyu in a low voice.
Ye Muyu nodded lightly. She did not think there was anything wrong, so she did not feel guilty and went straight into the study.
The windows in the study were all open, so the air was good. After taking a closer sniff, she could smell the special smell of Oil Smoke Ink.
Ye Muyu hesitated. Could it be that the smell was affecting Chu Heng’s reading?