That's just fate.
"Junior brother, junior brother," he called out affectionately.
"Senior brother, what is it?"
Although he felt sorry for his junior brother, he was never hesitant to enjoy the benefits of being a senior brother.
"Could you please wash these pants for me?"
"Oh." She took it without resistance. "Huh, what's this?" Her slender, almost effeminate fingers pointed to the stain on her crotch. "Senior brother, did you wet the bed?"
"So-and-so wet the bed!" The baby's face turned bright red. "It's just..."
The crescent-shaped eyes blinked.
"It's just a 'map'." He sounded a little guilty.
"map?"
“It’s a ‘map’!” Eleven said matter-of-factly. “Hasn’t Junior Brother ever drawn a ‘map’?”
"No."
He suddenly became smug. "That just proves my junior brother isn't a man yet!"
Why is it that someone who hasn't drawn a 'map' isn't a man?
“Because…” Eleven whispered, her baby face flushed, “Because if you haven’t drawn a ‘map,’ you can’t make a woman give birth, and you can’t be considered a man. That’s what Eighth Senior Brother told me.”
Seeing that Twelve looked blank, he added smugly.
"The senior brothers have already drawn up the 'map,' so you'd better hurry up, junior brother."
………
My youngest child has been acting a bit strange lately.
When he went down the mountain to buy food, he always liked to mingle with women and often whispered to the girl who was buying rice.
He had his share of youthful recklessness, but never as blatant as Twelve. If this were allowed to continue, trouble was inevitable.
No, he needs to discuss it with his fellow disciples.
As soon as they entered the inner courtyard, they saw the youngest child secretly carrying something.
"twelve."
"Tenth Senior Brother."
Before the youngest could even put his eyes away, Luo Chuan's thick eyebrows twitched.
Look what he saw! His youngest son was holding women's... women's...
Zhou Zheng's square face twitched repeatedly, and Luo Shi finally managed to catch his breath. "Take it out."
"Senior brother."
It's a good thing that she blushed; maybe the youngest doesn't even know what that thing is for.
"Twelve, do you know what you're holding?"
The blush spread further, and the youngest bit her lip. "I don't know, that's why I have to learn."
Twelve, being studious is a good thing, but you have to be selective about who you're studying with.
What should we do now? Should we let Twelve continue "studying"?
The notorious womanizer who was executed the other day might have been ruined by a moment of youthful curiosity. No, no.
Luo Shi sighed and shook his head, finally seeming to have made up his mind, and snatched the thing that Lao Yao had hidden behind his back.
"This is mine."
"ah?"
His aged face suddenly flushed red, and Luo Shi roared in anger and embarrassment, "This thing is mine!"
Ignoring the youngest son's expression, which looked as if he had been struck by lightning, he gripped his things tightly, turned around, and ran.
“A menstrual belt,” Fu Liu said softly, looking at the things on the table.
"That's right, that's right, don't you think Twelve is acting a bit strange?" Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Luo Shi looked at the senior brothers who had been urgently summoned over.
"What's the big deal? The youngest is fourteen, he's reached the age where he's thinking about women." Xun Ba said dismissively.
"Wanting women and being interested in this stuff are two completely different things!" Luo Shi's face turned red with anxiety, and he turned to Rong Ye for help, "What do you think, Seventh Senior Brother?"
"Tasteless."
ha?
Rong Ye glanced at the piece of cloth only once before turning away disdainfully. "Rough linen is really ugly."
Everyone was speechless. After a while, Luo Shi pulled Wei Changfeng, who had been silent since entering, along. "Ninth Senior Brother, do you remember, half a year ago, Eleven proudly mentioned that the youngest brother wasn't a man yet?"
"She wasn't a man to begin with." The soft, weak voice was utterly unconvincing.
"Sixth Senior Brother, don't treat this as a trivial matter!" Luo Shi glared fiercely, showing no respect for elders. "We both had our youths, and we should know how subtle our thoughts were back then. Although Twelfth is the youngest, he is older than Eleventh. How can Twelfth feel good seeing his brother, who is two years younger than him, reach adulthood before him?"