After tossing and turning all night, Chang Yonglin finally fell asleep when the roosters crowed. As soon as day broke, he got up and went to the main courtyard.
Mo Heng had already gone to the morning court, while Pei Qin lay lazily in bed, chatting about delicious foods with her two little radishes, Jiujiu and Xixi.
"Mom! Is this what they call 'quenching thirst by thinking of plums'? I haven't eaten all night, and the more you talk, the hungrier I get!" Jiujiu asked her while lying in bed.
"I'm so hungry too!" Xixi, hungrier still, had been hungry for a while.
Pei Qin felt it too; she was hungry. "If your dad weren't attending court, he could have fed us three!"
"Mom, you should get up!" Jiujiu urged.
"It's too cold outside!" The heavy snow from the day before last was just melting!
Seeing her laziness, Jiujiu, with a sullen face, got up by herself and put on some clothes.
