The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!-Chapter 1194 - 1017, Bits and Pieces of Safety

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Gu Jian watched Xiao Moreng and Daozi come over in matching bright red robes; from a distance, they looked just like real brothers and this immediately made him laugh, "You two really look like blood brothers."

A step behind, Xiao Yeyang, who was assisting Daohua into the house, smiled and said: "They are indeed brothers."

Daozi nodded vehemently: "Exactly, exactly."

Xiao Moreng didn’t speak, but his eyes and the corners of his mouth were brimming with laughter; he enjoyed the way his uncle and aunt treated him as one of their own.

It wasn’t long before the maids brought over the steaming sweet fermented rice ball soup.

Upon seeing it, Daozi couldn’t resist showing off and hurried to help: "Great Ancestor, let me serve you the rice ball soup."

Daohua, heavily pregnant and therefore not very mobile, was about to stop him when she saw her son reaching for the porcelain bowl filled with rice balls.

"Clang~"

The bowl was too hot, Daozi couldn’t hold it, and it fell to the ground.

Breaking something on the first day of the New Year is not a good omen; the maid was so frightened that she immediately knelt on the ground, while Daozi, knowing he had done something wrong, looked at Daohua apprehensively.

Gu Jian wanted to comfort Daozi a little, but with his disciple there, both he and Xiao Yeyang tacitly chose to remain silent.

Xiao Moreng, worried Daozi would be scolded, quickly stepped forward and said: "It’s all my fault, I didn’t watch over Daozi properly."

Daohua smiled and said: "What does that have to do with you?" Turning to her convict-looking son, she asked, "You broke the bowl; what should you do now?"

Seeing that Daohua wasn’t angry, Daozi let out a relieved sigh, patted his chest, and remembering his mother’s teachings to solve problems when they arise, smiled at the kneeling maid: "Stand up, it’s not your fault, please clean this up quickly."

Then, looking down at his soup-drenched shoes and then at Daohua, he said, "Mother, my shoes are wet; I need to go change into a new pair. You all go ahead and eat, I’ll be right back."

Having said that, he ran out of the house.

Xiao Moreng saw this and wanted to follow and check on him, but Daohua stopped him.

"Alright, don’t worry about him. Sit down and eat the rice balls before they get cold. Daozi has a wet nurse with him; there will be no issues."

Seeing the elder and his Uncle Zhou start to eat, Xiao Moreng had no choice but to pick up the soup spoon.

Before long, Daozi ran back ’thumping’ into the house.

"Mother, I’ve changed my shoes."

Daohua ’hmmed’ in response, pulled out a stool, and signaled Daozi to sit down and eat.

After Daozi sat down, he glanced at the people around the dining table and eventually chose to apologize proactively: "Mother, I was wrong."

Daohua turned to look at Daozi: "What did you do wrong?"

Daozi: "Today is the first day of the New Year, and I broke a bowl; it’s not a good sign."

Daohua shook her head: "Breaking a bowl is a minor matter; it’s not unlucky."

Gu Jian quickly chimed in: "Exactly, exactly, there’s no such thing as bad luck; our family will always be smooth and fortunate." As one gets older, one still clings to many superstitions.

Xiao Yeyang, for his part, didn’t care about these things and watched with a smile as his son talked with his mother Zhou Xuan.

Daozi’s eyes lit up: "Really? Does that mean our family doesn’t have to worry about bad luck anymore?"

Daohua showed a surprised expression: "Who told you we’re going to have bad luck?"

Daozi: "I heard it from an old woman in the kitchen; she said that breaking things during the New Year period means bad luck."

Daohua certainly didn’t want her son to bear such a negative omen: "She was talking nonsense. The fact that you broke a bowl means ’May peace shatter all misfortunes (碎碎平安).’"

Hearing this interpretation, Xiao Yeyang also looked over: "May peace shatter all misfortunes... that’s a pretty good explanation."

Gu Jian nodded emphatically, "Right, may we have peace every year, and our family will always be fine."

Seeing that both parents and the old ancestor weren’t blaming him, Daozi felt completely at ease and happily picked up the soup spoon to eat the glutinous rice balls.

However, Daohua spoke again: "Breaking a bowl is a minor matter, but you were indeed wrong today, in that you overestimated your abilities."

Daozi pursed his lips and lowered his head.

Daohua continued, "You saw that the bowl wasn’t big and thought you could carry it, unaware of how hot the bowl was. You saw the maids carrying them with ease and assumed you could do the same, but in reality?"

"Your hands are tender and can’t withstand high temperatures, nor do you have the technique for carrying bowls, which led to you dropping it."

"Just like the other day when you were hanging lanterns, it seemed easy watching the young servants do it, but it’s not as simple as it looks. Didn’t you complain about your arms being sore that night?"

"When we do things, we need to be clear about our abilities. Don’t act impulsively and show off; we should always be mindful of our strength."

Having said that, she scooped up a glutinous rice ball into Daozi’s bowl.

Daozi knew that his mother was comforting him, and immediately a smile lit up his face as he exclaimed loudly, "Mom, I understand now, I will think twice before acting in the future."

Daohua smiled, "Eat up."

With a grin, Daozi scooped up the glutinous rice ball Daohua had given him and began to eat when suddenly he exclaimed with surprise, "Mom, I found a golden ingot! I’m going to be lucky again this year."

Saying so, he scooped up the small golden nugget, about the size of a thumb, to show Xiao Yeyang and Gu Jian.

Gu Jian said with a beaming smile, "Our Daozi is going to be lucky."

"Ancestor, you should eat too, who knows, you might find a golden ingot soon."

"All right, all right, the ancestor is going to eat now."

Watching Daozi happily eating the glutinous rice balls, and the family of Uncle Wang enjoying each other’s company and laughter, Xiao Moreng breathed a sigh of relief.

The incident with Daozi breaking the bowl was thus put to rest.

Breaking the bowl on the first day of the New Year might not seem like a big deal, but in the capital, many households would take it seriously.

Xiao Moreng couldn’t help but imagine that, if it were him who had broken the bowl, his father and mother would most likely have reproached him.

His father and mother had high expectations of him, and had always been quite strict, demanding that he do everything perfectly. He rarely had the opportunity to express his own opinions; he had not felt anything amiss with this in the past, since his male cousins from other branches of the family all lived the same way.

However, after having spent time at Uncle Wang’s home, observing the way his aunt educated Daozi and experiencing the relaxed and joyful atmosphere of their conversations, he felt that this was what a family should feel like.

Daozi, have you found a golden ingot?"

As Xiao Moreng was lost in thought, Daozi asked him.

Xiao Moreng quickly bit into a glutinous rice ball and then, under Daozi’s intense gaze, slowly spit out yet another small golden ingot.

Seeing that Xiao Moreng had also found a golden ingot, Daozi instantly smiled broadly: "That’s great, we’re all going to have good luck this year; I’m so happy. Are you happy, Fourth Brother?"

Xiao Moreng: "...Happy!"

Daozi then said, "Fourth Brother, let’s go light firecrackers later."

Xiao Moreng quickly looked at Xiao Yeyang and Daohua.

Xiao Yeyang smiled and said, "If you want to play, then go play. I’ll have Defu and Deshou accompany you. Be careful with the firecrackers and don’t hurt yourselves, or you won’t get to play with them next time."

Daozi: "Ay, Dad, we know. We’re not kids anymore, we won’t hurt ourselves."

This left Xiao Yeyang speechless, while Gu Jian and Daohua started to laugh.

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