Returning to the village to farm starts with activating the spiritual veins.

Chapter 16 World Map

Ooh ooh ooh~

Amidst the crowing of roosters at dawn...

A small figure in the room groggily opened its eyes and blinked hard.

Little Sun lay on the bed, clutching the blanket with her small hands. As her thoughts gradually returned, her eyes slowly became clear and bright.

"Hmm~"

He couldn't help but raise his hand and stretch a little.

For some reason, he felt he slept very well last night, as if he hadn't even dreamed.

It's nothing like before. I always feel like I haven't slept enough when I wake up, and I always want to stay in bed longer.

"Okay, time to brush my teeth and wash my face..."

The little guy glanced out the window and saw that the sun had already risen, so he quickly rolled over and sat up in bed.

She had just picked up the clothes from the bedside and was about to put them on when suddenly her brows furrowed.

Ok?

Why does it feel so cool in the blankets?

He was startled, and a sense of foreboding suddenly flashed through his mind.

After hesitating for a moment, he slowly reached his trembling little hand into the blanket and touched her. His little face immediately fell.

Let's draw a map!

This is terrible!

Touching the damp straw mat and quilt, a big "囧" (embarrassed/frustrated) appeared on Xiao Sunping's face.

I'm already five years old!

He's a big kid now!

How can you still wet the bed!

He pulled back the covers with a pained expression, looked at the world map he had drawn, and scratched his head vigorously.

I haven't wet the bed in ages, so why did I do it today...?

While thinking, he took off his underwear and put on his clothes with a frown. Then, with a look of disgust, he folded the quilt and rolled up the straw mat and put it by the bed.

This is going to cause Grandma more trouble.

Ugh!

He sighed, dejectedly climbed off the small bed, took a few steps, and went to the other small bed...

"An'an, wake up..."

The little one looked at his sister lying sprawled on the bed and called out in a childish voice.

"Ugh~ No, An'an isn't awake yet~"

On the small bed, Sun An'an smacked her lips, turned over, pulled the blanket over herself, and fell asleep again.

Sun Ping frowned as he saw her, and was about to raise his hand to push her away when he suddenly remembered drawing the map earlier, and his heart sank.

Oh no, my sister is definitely going to laugh at me.

Thinking about it this way, he became even more frustrated.

"Get up quickly, the sun's already high in the sky..."

He urged softly, sounding somewhat unsure of himself.

As a result, he saw his sister lying on the bed, fast asleep, completely ignoring him.

The little guy looked at Sun An'an with a somewhat aggrieved expression, unsure of what to do.

"Everyone, get up quickly and get ready for breakfast!"

Just then, his grandmother's loud shout came from outside the door.

"Hmm...have you had breakfast?"

Upon hearing the word "breakfast," Sun An'an on the bed immediately reacted and groggily opened her eyes.

With a slurp, he swallowed hard, half-opened his eyes, picked up his clothes from the bedside, and started putting them on.

Sun Ping looked at his sister, who was half-awake, by the bedside. He was filled with mixed feelings and didn't know what to say.

Sigh, I'm so tired...

His shoulders slumped, and he was still thinking about how to explain to his grandmother that he had wet the bed again when his eyes suddenly sharpened.

Why does the color of the blanket covering my sister look a little off?

With a swift movement, he raised his little hand and placed it on the blanket.

Huh?

Wet?

With a gulp, Xiao Sunping swallowed hard.

"An'an, you, you wet the bed too..."

? ?

Sun An'an was sitting on the bed, struggling to put on her clothes.

Just as a small t-shirt was pulled up around her neck, a pair of big eyes blinked vigorously on the exposed part of her head.

Bedwetting?

Who?

An'an?

me?

impossible!

She clutched the clothes she was only half-dressed in, and laboriously stretched out her little hand to put them on the blanket...

……

? ?

! !

Wet? !

"Waaaaah... Waaaaah!"

The little girl touched the damp blanket, her face fell, and then she couldn't help but open her mouth and burst into tears.

That's so embarrassing!

Why is An'an wetting the bed again?!

……

A dozen minutes later...

"Hahaha, still wetting the bed at this age, what a stinky An'an, hahahaha!"

In the courtyard, Sun Ran had just gotten up and was about to come out to brush his teeth with his toothbrush and mug.

When he saw his mother washing the blankets, he asked her what happened and found out that Sun An'an had wet the bed. He burst into laughter like a pig.

That was pure schadenfreude.

"Waaah, that mean uncle! An'an will never talk to you again!"

The little girl was standing by the sink, washing her face with a towel, when she heard him say that and immediately became unhappy.

Snapped!

Sun Ran hadn't been happy for long when he felt a sharp pain on the back of his head and his mother slapped him across the face.

"Why are you teasing her again? I finally managed to calm her down!"

Zhou Yue'e glared at him, then quickly turned to comfort the little girl again: "An'an, don't cry. It's not your fault for wetting the bed. Look, your brother peed too, didn't he?"

"what?"

Sun Ran was taken aback, then turned to look at his mother's son, Sun Ping, who was meticulously washing the sheets: "Pingping, you wet the bed too?"

"……Um."

Little Sun Ping's face turned bright red, and she gripped the bed sheet tightly with her little hands, burying her head and not daring to lift it up at all.

My feelings are very complicated.

Five out of ten parts were embarrassment, four parts were shyness and guilt, and the remaining one part...

Well, I'm somewhat relieved.

Thankfully, my younger sister wet the bed too!

Sun Ran was too embarrassed to laugh so loudly anymore.

The little girl is thick-skinned and carefree. A smile or a little teasing can make her angry at the time, but she can forget about it in the blink of an eye.

But this little guy is keeping a low profile, so we can't joke around too much, or he might overthink it.

"It's strange, but I don't know why, I slept really well last night."

As Zhou Yue'e rubbed the bed sheet, she was also a little puzzled: "I was going to go check on them in their room tonight, but they didn't get up."

"It felt like it was dawn the moment I opened my eyes."

Sun Ran was stunned for a moment after hearing his mother's words.

Yeah, I think I am one of them too.

I slept really well last night.

This morning was the same. I usually get woken up by the rooster crowing, and even after I get up, I'm still a bit groggy.

But when I opened my eyes this morning, I didn't feel like I hadn't slept enough or couldn't wake up properly. Instead, I felt refreshed and energized all over after a good night's sleep...

wrong!

Could it be the calming tea I drank yesterday?

Hiss~

Sun Ran gasped.

Case solved!

It turns out the root cause of these two little ones wetting the bed was actually their own fault!

He watched the little girl walk past him with a sour face, ignoring him completely, and felt a mix of joy and worry.

The good news is that the efficacy of this spiritual tea has been verified.

The name "An Shen Cha" (安神茶, meaning calming tea) is quite fitting; not only did I sleep soundly until dawn, but my sleep quality also seemed to improve.

What I'm worried about is...

If the little girl finds out that the culprit behind her bedwetting is the honey lemon tea I made for her yesterday, will she throw a tantrum?

……

Glug glug~

At the dinner table, Sun Ran watched Sun An'an sitting there eating fried rice noodles and drinking honey lemon tea, and his face darkened.

"Aren't you afraid of wetting the bed again tonight, you stinky An'an?"

"Don't be afraid."

Sun An'an shook her head vigorously, picked up the cup, and took another delicious sip.

"As long as you don't drink water at night, it'll be fine."

She clenched her little fist tightly: "Okay, An'an has decided, from now on I'll only drink one glass of water in the morning, and then I won't drink any more!"

With a gurgling sound.

On the other side of the table, Xiao Sunping looked at the cup in her hand and swallowed.

Looking at the glass of honey lemonade in front of her, a hint of struggle flashed in her eyes.

It seems like my sister has a point...

How about I have a sip too?