In the courtyard, Xue Chang 'an taught the three children how to memorize and write. After he was done, he let them play with sandbags. It looked like a peaceful time.
He sat quietly in the courtyard, thinking about what Qiao Zhen had said. He wondered if Feng Lun was still loitering outside.
However, she had gone out to take a look a few times, but she did not see anything. After a few times, even she felt that she was being paranoid.
In ancient times, people didn't have much activity even when it was dark. Basically, they would sleep on the brick bed when it was dark. Firstly, it was to save money on oil lamps. Secondly, they really didn't have much to do.
Therefore, Bai Wenjing cooked the congee before dark, and dinner was over by the time the sun set.
The little ones were tired from playing. After eating and washing up, they went to the Kang and burrowed into the warm beds. Soon, they were sleeping like Little Pigs.
