Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 1045 The Lively Laurel Street
Chaos erupted as my sister fought her nemesis.

Antirochus remained focused on his studies, undeterred by the whip lashing around him or his sister's nimble figure flashing past him.

Then, after everything had calmed down and both sides had returned to their best selves, they pretended to ask, "What's for dinner tonight?"

Euphemia, too lazy to argue with her uninvolved brother, looked around in the mirror as she answered, "The church bought some special beef from the Earth Church. Today we specially made black mushroom beef pies, steaks, and baked beef with cheese. The soups are oxtail soup and cream of mushroom soup."

I only took the truffle omelet, berry cheese salad, and strawberry raspberry tart.

Although they didn't hire female workers, they weren't stingy when it came to food, and they bought almost all the energy food provided by the church.

Otherwise, the special beef products offered by the church would only include one main dish and one soup.

The rest are all standard-grade food.

It's filling and nutritious, but it doesn't provide much energy.

However, it is generally sufficient to meet the needs of an average knight.

But Antirochus and Euphemia certainly won't be satisfied with just passing.

They would rather go hungry than allow themselves to lack nourishment.

After all, they had been missing out for so many years... Harvey Castle had always given them just enough, albeit barely.

Euphemia glanced at the warm lights in the small building across the street and said with some envy, "Ms. Alexis's cooking is truly excellent!"

Before she left, she even had the leisure to look at the window across the street... after all, Penelope's gaze carries weight.

But when I came back, I didn't dare to look in that direction even once, for fear that I might accidentally drool.

It's strange. If a sealing array can make sound so quiet, why can't it seal in smells too?

It's so tempting!

Antirochus, who had heard her muttering similar things before, immediately understood what she was thinking. He couldn't help but shake his head with a smile, stood up and walked towards the kitchen: "Don't think about it. Even in the most enclosed house, you still have to pay attention to the emission of smoke and fumes."

I'll go wash my hands and set the table first; you should hurry up and get ready too.

Are we not going out today? Then let's change into our loungewear!

I really don't understand why Night Walkers have requirements for everyday clothing.

Euphemia stood up, turned gracefully, her beautiful gauze dress shimmering under the lights: "Nightwalkers, you know, have courses in assassination and intelligence gathering!"
To avoid attracting attention in a crowd, you have to be indistinguishable from everyone else.

It is especially important to note that no matter what clothes you wear, you should not be affected by the fighting, and at the very least, you should not let people see that you have done any strenuous activities.

I guess I've barely passed!

"You're so good, don't use me as a sparring partner!" Theodoric snapped at the flower-covered vines in annoyance.

Euphemia said with a smile, "Then don't mess with me!"

“You’ll pick a fight with me whether I provoke you or not, so I might as well provoke you and have some fun myself,” Ma Yingdan retorted defiantly.

"It's time to eat. Can you two stop fighting?" Antirochus's voice rang out from the kitchen. "Euphemism, hurry up and wash up. You still have makeup on!"

"I know~" Euphemia replied in a drawn-out voice, then nimbly rushed upstairs to her room to change her clothes.
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"Mom, I still want to eat the beef from that day," Mikhail said hesitantly as he sat at the dining table.

As Alexandra was about to order the menu, she gave him a strange look: "Are we having beef tonight too?"

“It’s different.” Mikhail shook his head.

"Which day are you referring to?" Alexis asked patiently.

Compared to her fiery and impulsive youngest daughter, who seemed like a divine punishment, her slow and deliberate son was a different kind of difficult to deal with.

Penelope may be a bit dramatic, but she'll loudly proclaim whatever she wants.

Mikhail, however, always remained silent.

As long as it's passable... anyway, he can eat almost anything Penelope likes.

But Alexis could still tell that he also had his own preferences.

I just habitually let my younger sister have her way.

This is actually not good. Alexandra has been encouraging him to speak his mind and doesn't want him to be too accommodating to Penelope.

Past experiences have taught her that being good to children and making them happy is the responsibility of parents, and that a child should not always give in to their younger siblings just because they are older.

What's more, the two children were less than an hour apart!

Even so, Mikhail only stood firm on key interests; as for other trivial matters that he considered insignificant, he simply couldn't be bothered to argue with Penelope.

Yes, not because he was naturally peaceful, but because he was too lazy to argue.

But if Ariges hadn't made things clear from the beginning, instead of acting like some careless parents who think it's best if their child is willing to compromise and be tolerant, Mikhail would probably have given in more and more.

He will only fight back when his core interests are at stake.

This is a very unwise choice.

In a family where one person constantly sacrifices to maintain harmony, the family will immediately fall apart once that person decides to stop. Even worse, all those who benefited from the situation will resent him… after all, he was the one who initially chose to yield!
If he had never yielded, then no one else would have taken such concessions for granted.

You can't just be a nice guy anytime, not even at home.

Alexis truly believes that raising children is a skill.

If she's a careless mother who doesn't regulate her two children's behavior from the beginning... then things will really get complicated later.

Moreover, although Mikhail's choice was wrong, was it really his fault that he was just a two-year-old child?

The worst mistake is when parents who take advantage of a child's natural tolerance without understanding the underlying reasons.

During this time, Alexis had begun to swallow back the words she had once uttered: "What do decent people do with diaries?"

She knew that when Alexandra saw this parenting diary, she would laugh at her mercilessly... Alexandra herself actually found her own boastful words ridiculous... But, this record not only documented the children's growth, but also her own.

Seeing Mikhail's hesitation, Alexis simply waited patiently without trying to coax or persuade him.

Even if Penelope drives her crazy, and even if she longs for Mikhail to share more of his own opinions, Alexis will not show favoritism in her communication.

She will treat Mikhail the same way she treats Penelope.

Even though her youngest daughter doesn't take it to heart and is always pushing her patience to the limit, Alexis is calm when it's time to be calm.

Therefore, even though Penelope was beaten every day, she never asked why Mikhail wasn't beaten.

She knew perfectly well that it was all her own fault, and she didn't think that Alexandra was more biased towards her brother.

Mikhail glanced at his younger sister, who was stacking blocks on the side, and finally made himself clear: "It was the day Pepe was beaten by her mother and cried her eyes out because she wanted to wear a dress."

Although my younger sister gets beaten every two days, the severity of the beatings varies.

That day was considered quite heavy.

It's only been a month since the incident, but everyone still remembers it vividly.

Remembering what it was about, Penelope angrily pushed over the blocks in front of her.

Alexandra didn't even look at her, and Mikhail didn't turn around either.

Their family has never interfered in such self-inflicted misdeeds.

Penelope, who regretted her work as soon as she finished, sighed sadly, cleaned the table in front of her, arranged the building blocks according to their types, and started building her castle again.

Penelope still remembers why she got beaten up that time.

It wasn't because she was making a scene, but because she was trying to use the noise to break her promise.

A promise made cannot be taken back, regardless of who it is addressed to or whether there are witnesses or evidence to prove its validity.

Punishment is punishment; if you're wrong, you have to admit it.

This is the 'rule' that Alexis wanted to engrave in their souls from the day they became aware of things.

Therefore, Penelope's attempt to use Mikhail's tolerance of her to escape punishment was a breach of her promise.

They will naturally be taught a lesson.

If it's just too noisy, Alexandra won't punish her too severely; a light slap will be enough to calm her down.

On the other side, Alexandra also remembered, and asked with some surprise, "Is it better than our own stock?"

Penelope answered loudly, "No, I prefer home-cooked meals!"

Their beef is all from Qingfengling, and it's delicious, nutritious, and easy to digest.

Penelope loves to eat.

However, because the energy content is too high, Arigs only feeds them about once a month to avoid indigestion from eating too much.

Even so, after eating, Mikhail and Penelope would not feel hungry the next day. They had no appetite for staple foods and could only eat some salad and desserts to appease their hunger.

What children need most for growth is not energy, but the nutrients their bodies require... If these two children hadn't been such big eaters since they were little, Alex would never have taken this risk.

Normally, meat with such high energy content should only be consumed after the rider's training begins.

Mikhail tilted his head and thought for a moment before saying, "The food at home is delicious too, but I won't want to eat it all the time."

I've been reliving that memory for the past two days, hoping to have it again.

Alexandra stood up: "Then I'll order again. What about Pepe? Does she want to eat? Or would you like something else?"

“No! I want a fig mousse roll,” Penelope replied firmly.

“You know, we’re talking about staple foods right now, right, Penelope?”

Seeing her mother's threatening look, Penelope wisely chose to give up the idea of ​​eating as many cake rolls as she wanted.

(End of this chapter)