Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

“No way.” Qian Yirong immediately reached out to touch his stomach.

He had just eaten, and his stomach was still flat. He would not eat until his stomach bloated into a ball.

“Uncle Qian, is there anyone guarding the festive lanterns? Will they chase us out like today?” Qian Yizheng tilted his head and asked with a worried expression.

They had been chased out today. He would have been afraid if his mother was not around. Those people were too fierce.

“What happened?” Qian Jiyun frowned and looked at An Jiuyue.

“Big Brother, you have no idea what De Yuan Academy is like. Their teachers’ morals are deplorable!”

Without waiting for An Jiuyue to reply, Qian Yiyun had already recounted what happened at De Yuan Academy.

We were simply dressed more casually. How can they look down on us and chase my sister-in-law and the two boys away without even asking which family they belong to?

I’m afraid the teachers will lead Zheng’er and Rong’er astray if we send them there!

“Really?” Qian Jiyun’s eyes narrowed as he secretly planned how to resolve this matter.

He was known as an austere man in the capital. It was one thing for people to gossip about how his hands were stained with blood, but he could not allow An Jiuyue and the two boys’ reputations to be tarnished because they had just arrived here.

“Ask Yan Qin to come and see me,” he instructed Yan Nuo behind him.

“Yes, Master,” Yan Nuo replied and went to look for Yan Qin.

The people in the capital were indeed pragmatic. Even small schools dared to judge people by their clothes.

Yan Nuo was certain that if An Jiuyue had told them they were from the Prince Zhan Yun Residence, they would have run around wagging their tails and flattering her. They would have even respected the two young masters like Buddha.

Unfortunately, that did not happen, and De Yuan Academy would be destroyed starting today.

“Jiuyue, how do you plan to deal with this?” Qian Jiyun sat down and placed the two children on his lap.

“Sister-in-law wants to start her own school,” Qian Yiyun immediately answered for An Jiuyue.

Qian Jiyun glanced at his younger sister coldly. “Did I ask you?”

I’m talking to my wife. What does this have to do with you? Can’t you even read the room after spending time at the southern border?

“Uh…” Qian Yiyun was rendered speechless.

She rubbed the tip of her nose guiltily and glanced at her brother’s sour expression secretly.

“Um… Sister-in-law, I suddenly remember something important to do. You tell Big Brother about the school. I’ll leave first.”

With that, she stood up hastily and ran away.

“Mother, what is it that Aunt Yiyun needs to do? She was with us the entire morning and didn’t have to do anything important.”

The two children in Qian Jiyun’s arms were puzzled. Qian Yizheng looked in the direction Qian Yiyun had left in confusion.