Sanwang, “Just days where I don’t have the best mood, days where I don’t want to be myself.”
Lin Lan, “…Tell me, why would you be in a bad mood and not want to be yourself? Who else do you want to be when I don’t have that feeling?”
Sanwang, hehe, don’t think that I don’t know when you act coquettishly with my father. All those times you want a hug or a cuddle; weren’t all those times because you were in a bad mood?
But since the boy had a strong desire to live, he wasn’t going to say it out loud.
Aish, this brat! Lin Lan twisted his ears playfully, “Go and wash your feet.”
Though they weren’t able to go swimming these few days, they still needed to wash their legs often.
Sanwang laughed and went to usher Xiaowang and Xiaobai away.
Sanwang and Xiaowang’s feet were placed in a snow-white enamel basin. Xiaowang’s feet were fair and tender while Sanwang’s feet were dark and looked like he had come from Africa. The contrast was eye-catching. Sanwang stepped on Xiaowang with his tanned feet, “Stepping on fishies, stepping on fishies; step till it becomes a pot of fried fish!”
Xiaowang, “Little Third Brother, you are being so childish!”
Sanwang, “…I’m older than you, how can I be childish?”
Xiaowang chuckled, “Everyone says that you’re childish but they never say the same about me.”
Sanwang, “…” You’re going to lose me as a brother. Once you grow up, I’m not going to spoil you any longer.
Dawang used the old earthenware basin to wash himself casually. Lin Lan watched from the side and diligently handed him a footcloth after he washed up.
Her overly attentive movements frightened Dawang so much that he almost sat on the ground, “…I’ll do it myself!”
He wiped his feet and pulled on his straw sandals.
Lin Lan wanted to pour him some water again. Dawang was so frightened that he rushed over and said, “Mom, you…” He felt very frightened. If his father knew that his mother was pouring water for him to wash his feet, he’s definitely going to be accounted for.
Lin Lan smiled and said, “My eldest son, your mother has something to tell you.”
Sigh, most adolescent boys have a father who talks about these things to them, so why was it her who needed to talk about this? No matter what she thought about it, explaining physiological reactions and hygiene to her sons might make them feel embarrassed.
Well, it’s not exactly that either. If it was Erwang, she wouldn’t even see the need to explain anything. She could just give him a book and he’ll understand it by himself. If it was that loud and boisterous Sanwang, he would probably start asking things directly or not take it seriously at all. And if it was Xiaowang, there was an even lesser problem seeing that he was such an obedient child.
Then there was Dawang, who she didn’t know how to approach this subject to. After all, he was a grown-up and his aura was starting to be a bit intimidating.
Dawang continued to look at her with a puzzled expression. After that, he went to pour some more water and handed the basin to Erwang for him to wash his own feet.
Lin Lan motioned for Dawang to go to the courtyard with her and leave his siblings behind. She didn’t want any of her kids to feel awkward about this conversation.