Fear, emotional instability, experiencing a major upheaval…
Mo Xingchen, in his current state, looked very… frightened?
Wen Bai followed Mo Xingchen’s terrified gaze and turned back, immediately seeing his mother arriving with a maid carrying food.
Wen Bai: “…”
He didn’t understand what about his mother was so frightening.
Wen Bai wouldn’t know that, at first, Mo Xingchen had genuinely felt a sliver of fear towards Wen Mu.
After all, having witnessed the shadows cast upon his young life by Wen Bai and Wen Jue, he couldn't imagine what their mother would be like.
But upon seeing the gentle and rather good-looking Wen Mu, Mo Xingchen’s worries and fears vanished into thin air.
Mo Xingchen deliberately moved further away, creating some distance between himself and Wen Bai and Wen Jue.
However, now, on this land, someone more terrifying had appeared.
He immediately and swiftly moved closer to Wen Bai and Wen Jue, flashing to their side, his chubby body hiding behind them.
He poked out a small head, warily watching the approaching figures.
Wen Jue was currently sitting on a stone stool next to Wen Bai, tilting his head to look at his brother.
Although he didn't really want to eat fruit at the moment, seeing his brother eating with relish, his little hands held fruit, and he ate piece after piece without pause.
Before long, a small hand stealthily reached into the small fruit plate Wen Bai was holding…
Then, the little hand precisely grasped a large, crisp slice of peach that didn’t look particularly sweet.
At the same instant, Wen Bai subtly withdrew his gaze and lowered his head!
He looked at the person who had already reached into his plate.
Wen Bai immediately met Wen Jue’s eyes, his expressionless gaze fixed on him.
Wen Jue’s eyebrows immediately softened, and he asked in a sweet, polite voice, “Brother, may I have some?”
Fuqi and Duoshu, standing nearby, could only sigh inwardly: Oh my goodness! Young Master Wen Jue is too adorable!
Who could bear to refuse someone so cute!
As expected, in the next moment, they saw Young Master Wen Bai nod his head expressionlessly.
Wen Jue immediately grabbed the large, crisp peach slice and withdrew his hand, not forgetting to flatter, “Brother, you’re so kind.”
Saying this, he brought the sliced crisp peach to his lips, first sticking out his little tongue to lick it, confirming it wasn’t too sweet.
Only then did he bite into it with confidence.
Not bad.
Then, Wen Jue lowered his head, holding the fruit with both hands, and began to eat it leisurely.
On the way, Wen Mu had already explained the general situation to the highly esteemed and renowned physician, Old Mr. Bai.
It was worth noting that Old Mr. Bai, due to his advanced age, rarely made house calls anymore.
This time, Wen Mu had not only paid a hefty fee but had also personally persuaded him before he agreed to come.
Still some distance away, Wen Mu saw the small figures.
Wen Bai and Wen Jue were sitting together, obediently eating fruit.
Her heart was filled with inexpressible joy at that moment.
Wen Bai and Wen Jue had never been particularly fond of eating before. She had even suspected that if not for the consequence of starvation, these two children would never have eaten a single extra bite.
Other children would clamor for this today and that tomorrow, requiring their parents to regulate their diets to avoid overeating.
But hers, no matter how many different dishes she had the cook prepare, couldn't entice them to eat a bit more.
Looking at the scene before her, Madam Wen felt nothing but joy and relief.
It seemed that fortune and misfortune are intertwined; this kidnapping experience had stimulated their nascent desire for food, which wasn’t entirely a bad thing.
Wen Mu quickly led Old Mr. Bai to where the children were playing.
After a brief conversation with the children, Wen Mu stood by and listened as Duoshu and Fuqi recounted what the little ones had done, eaten, and precisely how much they had consumed that day…
Ling’er took the food she had brought down from the tray one by one and placed it on the stone table.
Old Mr. Bai, meanwhile, walked directly to the children and placed his medical box on the stone table in front of him.
Wen Jue, who was gnawing on a crisp peach, twitched his nose and looked up.
It was the scent of medicinal herbs, emanating from the small wooden box on the table before him.
Wen Jue tilted his small face up, looking curiously at the small wooden box.
At this moment, Mo Xingchen grabbed Wen Bai and Wen Jue’s shoulders, appearing very tense.
Wen Bai’s gaze, previously on the snacks, paused.
He now realized that the male lead, Mo Xingchen, wasn’t afraid of Wen Mu. He was clearly afraid of the white-haired elder before him.
Wen Bai’s heart stirred, and he asked System 001, “The male lead is afraid of doctors?”
System 001 paused its internal monologue and replied, “Host, the male lead was especially afraid of bitterness when he was young. To be precise, the male lead is afraid of taking medicine.”
Wen Bai pondered, “Does this count as fear?”
System 001 naturally responded, “Yes.”
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Having understood the source of Mo Xingchen’s fear, Ling’er’s freshly placed snacks once again attracted Wen Bai’s attention.
Wen Bai reached for a new snack, while Wen Jue ran over to the white-bearded elder.
The white-bearded elder busied himself opening his precious small wooden box and glanced at the little doll beside him.
The little doll wasn’t even as tall as his leg, and he was diligently standing on his tiptoes, trying to see what was inside the box.
Old Mr. Bai disliked anyone touching his precious box, so even though he was old, his beard was white, and his upright posture had stooped, he still insisted on carrying it himself.
And Wen Jue understood etiquette. Although curious, he didn’t reach out to touch it directly.
Seeing this, Old Mr. Bai chuckled and stroked his long beard.
He immediately turned his attention to the little doll closest to him.
He spoke, his beard twitching, “Little one, do you want to see what’s inside?”
Wen Jue, feigning innocence, widened his eyes and nodded.
He had always had an intuition about what expression to show to different people to achieve his goals.
He was genuinely curious about a medicinal herb he had never seen before inside this wooden box.
Old Mr. Bai shook his head, sat on the stone stool, and calmly stated his requirement, “Then let this old man take your pulse first.”
Wen Jue obediently followed Old Mr. Bai’s instructions and extended his small hand.
Afterward, Old Mr. Bai asked many questions, all related to diet.
Wen Jue answered obediently to everything he was asked, showing an unprecedented level of cooperation.
Ling’er watched with surprise.
Young Master Wen Jue, despite his young age, had a mind of his own.
Other than obeying his master and madam, he rarely listened to others, especially those he had just met.