Beibei was grumbling. Every day it was these same pills, and she was not even allowed to go play. Her little mouth had already puckered up.
Besides, after refining the pills, they had to hand every single one over to Ling Yun. They could not even line their own pockets, so they strongly protested.
But!
When Ling Yun said that only with spirit stones could they keep producing delicious Wangzai, Beibei instantly gave in and worked even harder at refining the pills.
"Ah, so we blamed Handsome Uncle by mistake. We definitely mustn't doubt Handsome Uncle again."
"Mm-hmm, I knew it. Daddy is the best to us."
Long Yanran whispered to Ling Yun, "Brother Yun, you really have a way with them."
"Of course. We've lived longer than they have, too."
Before long!
Another batch of pills came out, and Long Yanran grinned from ear to ear.
"All right, you can move around freely."
Ling Yun opened one eye as he spoke.
"Daddy, I can keep refining. You can have as many as you want."
"Mm-hmm, me too."
For the sake of Wangzai, the two little ones intended to give it their all.
"Tomorrow. That's enough practice for today."
Ling Yun had quite a knack for this. Work and rest had to be balanced; haste made waste. Besides, their spiritual power was limited. If they kept refining, they would exhaust themselves.
The little one was dejected for a moment, then bounced back up and even began humming a little tune.
Ling Yun asked, "Qianqian, what did you learn at the academy today?"
"Ode to the Goose. Mommy taught me."
"Do you know it, then?"
"Mm-hmm, I memorized it ages ago."
Oh?
Ling Yun was somewhat surprised, so he had the little one recite it in front of everyone. Sure enough,