Chapter 1838: Chapter 1818: Lin Yan Story Part 2_1 Chapter 1838: Chapter 1818: Lin Yan Story Part 2_1 “Ziyan, dear, you cannot play with water.”

Xie Ying hugged her daughter, pulling her delicate little hands back gently and comforting her, “Rain is cold, you’ll get sick if you catch a chill.”

“Rain is not cold.”

The little girl was playing happily, twisting her body and still wanting to catch more rainwater.

“Ziyan.”

Xie Ying sighed with a helpless smile, not wanting to scold her daughter, she could only hold her hand and prevent her from touching the rainwater.

“Mother.”

The little girl pouted unhappily, trying to struggle free.

“Hahaha, who made our little Ziyan unhappy? Her mouth is almost pouting to the sky.”

Aiming with his bow and arrow, a strong figure dashed out of the forest at this moment, reaching the yard in a few steps.

His voice arrived before he did, and his hearty laughter lifted everyone’s spirits.

“Father, you’re back.”

Xie Ying was delighted and stepped out of the doorway to greet him outside.

“Father.”

The little girl took the opportunity to break free from her mother’s hand, stretching her arms out and happily shouting for her father.

“Aye, my precious daughter.”

Ye Feng pushed open the gate, seeing his wife and daughter under the eaves, his eyes brightened. He placed his bow, arrow, and pheasant under the eaves, walked forward, and went to pick up his daughter.

Xie Ying quickly slapped away his hand, laughing and scolding, “Your clothes are soaking wet, you can’t touch her.”

“Hey.”

Ye Feng sighed in dissatisfaction, wiped the rainwater off his face, and approached his daughter with a smile, then tickled her under her arms.

“Hehe, hahaha.”

The little girl laughed happily, wriggling her cute, tender body in her mother’s arms, trying to avoid her father’s “claws.”

“Alright, go change your clothes now.”

Xie Ying swatted her husband’s hand away, urging him with a smile, “Put on new clothes, it’s time for dinner.”

“Alright, let’s eat. We can’t let our sweet girl go hungry.”

Ye Feng chuckled, reached out his hand, and adoringly pinched his daughter’s soft, rosy cheeks.

“Hee hee.”

The little girl greatly enjoyed her parents’ affection, her eyes squinting into thin lines as she laughed.

*
As night fell, every household began to cook dinner, cooking smoke curling up from the kitchens, and the aroma of the dishes wafting out of the windows, making the children salivate.

“Awooo.”

A wolf’s howl echoed from the valley, causing Ye Feng to stop in his tracks as he walked back from changing his clothes, lifting the curtain to look outside.

“What’s going on? Why is there a wolf?”

Xie Ying also heard the howl, her heart jolted in shock, and instinctively she hugged her daughter tighter.

“I don’t know.”

Ye Feng looked warily towards the forest, “At this time of the year, the predator population in the depths of the mountains should be at its most active, there shouldn’t be wolves coming to the outskirts and disturbing the villagers.”

Xie Ying guessed quietly, “Maybe it’s a lone wolf.”

“Father, let’s go kill the wolf!”

Ye Zilin’s face was full of excitement as he rushed out from the inner room, holding a short sword.

“Kill the wolf, kill the wolf.”

Ye Zimo followed behind his brother with a skip in his step, also waving a small wooden sword and shouting excitedly.

“Stop making a fuss!”

Xie Ying’s head ached from her two sons’ commotion, her eyebrows knitted in frustration, giving each of them a slap on the back of the head and forcefully silencing them.

“One wolf is not something to be afraid of.”

Ye Feng smiled and retracted his gaze, putting the curtain down, “Let’s not worry about it now, let’s eat first.”

“You hold our daughter, I’ll go get dinner.”

Xie Ying finally felt at ease, handed her daughter to her husband, lifted the curtain and walked towards the kitchen.

“Sister.”

Ye Zimo pulled open the corner of his eyelid, making a face at his mother’s retreating figure, and ran towards his sister with a laugh.

Ye Zilin was quicker, stuffing the short sword into his boot, racing ahead of his brother and reaching his father’s side.