Chapter 4 Brothers and Sisters

It's already the twenty-third day of the lunar month, and it's almost the New Year. After nearly a year of study, Shuyun's German has achieved a little success. But he only used some simple everyday words to communicate with Tom, and he didn't dare to reveal too much.

"Yunyun" Tom always likes to call Shuyun "Yunyun". "Why do you come here every day, do your family know about it?" Tom asked suddenly.

Shuyun lowered her head and did not speak. Aggrieved, it looks very pitiful. I guessed in my heart, "Tom should have wanted to ask this question a long time ago, with his character, it is not easy to hold back until now." ”

"What's wrong, Yunyun? Why don't you speak? What about your mother, doesn't she care about you?" Tom stroked Sook Yun's head.

"Mom died." Shuyun wrote slowly with a quill pen stroke by stroke.

"Oh, I'm sorry, may the Lord bless you, child. What about your dad, what is he doing? Does he not care about you? ”

Shuyun lowered her head, and the fingers of her two small hands kept wringing hard. Just don't squeak. That little look is how pitiful and pitiful it is. But in his heart, he sneered, "I haven't even officially seen the face of the cheap daddy." That is, I have the soul of an adult. I don't regard my current parents as relatives at all. If this is a real child, I don't know how sad it is. Maybe you won't be alive at all. But it's okay like this, grandma doesn't kiss, uncle doesn't love it. A lot less worried. ”

There was a brief silence in the room, and Sookyun continued to wring her fingers to pretend to be pitiful.

Tom sighed, "Well, you don't want to say that you must have your own reasons. Remember, Yunyun, we are all children of the Father, and God will bless you. ”

Shuyun nodded vigorously.

"Come, Yunyun, I'll play a tune for you." Tom pulled Shuyun and asked her to sit in a chair. Turning around, he opened a bright red walnut cabinet next to him and pulled out a brown, wooden-shelled accordion.

Accompanied by Tom's slightly hoarse voice, a melodious and tactful Latin Mass wafts out, the music is serene and pure. made Shuyun feel extremely peaceful at the moment.

As the last note fell, Shuyun slowly opened her closed eyes. A tear slid down the little fair cheek. At this moment, Shuyun remembered the unforgettable youth of her lover Wei Guo in her previous life when she was still alive. Parents, brothers and sisters, Wei Guo and themselves, always sit around and laugh and sing on holidays. Although that time was short, it was the happiest and happiest time Sook-woon had ever spent.

"Yunyun, what's wrong with you, is the song good?" Tom asked, setting the piano aside.

Shuyun nodded slightly, obviously not completely out of the illusion of her previous life, and the expression on her little face looked a little confused.

Tom smiled and habitually rubbed Shuyun's little head with his big hands, "I just played Palestina's Pope Marseille Mass, which is an accordion. Tom gestured to the accordion on the dark red desk, "Want to learn, Yunyun?"

Shuyun smiled and nodded happily.

Actually, this piece is more suitable for piano playing. But I don't have a piano here, that's a big guy. There is one in the south hall, and I will take you to see it when I have the opportunity. Tom said with a slight smugness.

This morning, Shuyun Shuyun changed into the new clothes that Sister-in-law Osmanthus had just made for herself, and was about to go to Tom's, when she just walked to the back door, she heard a child's voice, shouting, "Stop, who are you, where are you going?" ”

As soon as Shuyun heard it, she knew that Lu Dao was her half-brother Hetai. Really, how did he just let him touch it? At this time, there is still one step to the door, so I thought that I should not leave, and it is a big deal not to come back in the future. I have space, what are you afraid of?

But when I think about it again, the space can keep me from starving to death, not freezing, and living comfortably. But after all, human beings are social animals, and it is impossible to live alone all the time. Since you have been reborn in this era, you must try your best to adapt yourself to this place and dissolve into it. You can't be too maverick. Besides, I am still so young, and it is impossible to walk outside alone, which will cause people to be suspicious. It's even worse if you encounter gangsters, you don't even have the ability to resist. We'll have to talk about it in a few years. And if she disappears, Sister-in-law Osmanthus will be sad and not say anything, and she will be punished a little. Although Shuyun is the superfluous one at home, once something happens. Fucha will definitely take advantage of the topic. Don't look at her usual bodhisattva-like appearance, but her heart is very good. There are also many means that cannot be put on the table.

For Juan and his wife, they refused to sign a death deed with Niu Colu's family and became a domestic slave in the house. The Fucha clan has always been obsessed. I'm always looking for an opportunity to knock it out. It is impossible for the two sisters-in-law and husband to go to other homes to do it. Although Anwar is a small official, after all, he is also a Manchu nobleman, who would have nothing to do when he is full, and offend people for the sake of his subordinates. Even if the Fucha clan cares about the reputation of the concubine in order to fulfill his virtue, he will punish the osmanthus sister-in-law. Who let the person be taken care of by your sister-in-law Osmanthus, it's okay if there is no trouble, once there is something, I don't look for you to find anyone.

So I have to come back. Besides, with the same personality as Tai Xiaobawang, even if he runs away this time, he will definitely come to trouble Shuyun again. That's even worse. If it is unfortunate that Fucha knows that her precious son has contact with the person he hates the most, he may not know how to clean up Shuyun. Thinking of this, Shuyun hurriedly stopped and turned around. It's really depressing, it's three meters away from the back door, and I blame myself for being small and short-legged.

Shuyun bit her fingers, cautiously, and looked pitifully at Hetai who walked in front of her. At this time, Shuyun found out that there was a small tail behind Hetai - his sister Yuxiang, who was one year older than him.

Don't look at Hetai is only seven years old, but he looks unusually stout, no smaller than a ten-year-old child, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, not at all like Anwar, who looks handsome and handsome. It's not like Mother Fucha either. Fucha's family is also handsome, and Anwar is very husband and wife. Sook-yun sometimes wonders, "Is this Hetai born by Anwar?" Or it's a genetic mutation, and it grows like a crop that has been watered with dung. ”

And Yuxiang is not like Hetai at all, with red phoenix eyes, a high nose bridge, a small cherry mouth, a melon seed face, and fair skin. It looks a little more like Anwar.

"Whose girl are you, why don't you agree?"

Shuyun lowered her head, tugging at the corners of her clothes with her two small hands, still pretending to be aggrieved.

"Why don't you speak, you're dumb?" Hetai was a little angry.

Shuyun nodded slightly. But he was a little anxious in his heart, "These two little guys must have sneaked out, maybe someone will find them at any time." It's a problem for people to see them with themselves. ”

"Are you really dumb? It's boring, forget it, you go. He Tai waved his fat hand like a bear's paw.

Shuyun secretly sighed and hurriedly took two steps towards the back door. My hand almost touched the door.

The voice came up again, "Are you going to go out and play?" "This time, the voice is immature with a little crispness, it is Yuxiang.

"It's really a magic sound," Shuyun lamented in her heart.

"Brother, let's go outside and play too. Yuxiang also wants to go," Yuxiang said to Hetai.

"You must not let these two little master sects follow you out, otherwise you will die." Shuyun thought and hurriedly turned back. "It's not difficult to coax children, in my previous life, although I didn't have children, I had brothers and sisters, adding up to more than ten. Shuyun has brought it all, so it is still very good for children. The hard thing is that you can't make the two of them like themselves or hate themselves. I like it, and if I don't have anything to do in the future, I want to play with myself or say two good words about myself in front of Fucha's family, so that Fucha's family can think about himself plainly, then it's troublesome. If you hate yourself, you will come to your own trouble if you have nothing to do, and it is still not okay to say something bad about yourself to Anwar and her family" This made Shuyun a little embarrassed.

Taking two steps back, Shuyun pretended to be careless and deliberately fell. Rubbed the ground twice. He also quietly touched the dust on the ground with his little hand and rubbed it on his face. quickly finished this set of small movements, turned around and got up, and took the opportunity to rub his little butt on the ground twice. Squeeze out a few tears. All of a sudden, it turned into a little flower cat. It's dirty all over my body. I didn't have the energy I had just now.

"Haha The two little kids laughed so madly that they were so mad. Yuxiang also laughed and said, "Brother, you see that she is really stupid, and she can fall when she walks." ”

"Dead child, you think I'm willing. Counting in my previous life, I was over sixty years old, such a big person, am I easy? It's been so long since I've been here for so long, and if someone comes to look for these two unlucky children in a while, and sees that he is wearing new clothes and in good spirits, he will have to be unlucky himself. It's better to toss a sloppy look now, so as to get by. Shuyun pretended to cry while thinking. Tears fell down with a bang.

Hetai, Yuxiang brothers and sisters don't care about Shuyun's life or death, looking at Shuyun's appearance, they smiled even more happily.

"Laugh, laugh, it seems that I can't get out of the city today. It's better to just spend it, the longer it is delayed, the better, until someone comes to find these two little ancestors. You can be freed yourself. also reduced the intersection with the brother and sister. 'Shuyun is pondering,

I heard someone shouting, "Hetai, Yuxiang," thinking that it was the laughter that attracted people. But listening to the voice and tone, how can it be Fucha, this is not very good.

In a moment, I saw the tall Fucha clan, wearing a cheongsam with a purple pipa placket and white peonies, combing two hairpins, and a few beaded hostas stuck on his head. took the lead and walked over, followed by the nurse Wang and the personal maid Caixia. But I don't see Mama Fang, who always stays an inch away on weekdays.

"Two little leather monkeys, Mama Fang walked away for a while, and there was no one to watch, so she ran here. Didn't I tell you that you are not allowed to come to the side courtyard to play? There are a lot of people here, there are a lot of people, what can I do if I meet you? Fucha babbled as he walked. When he came closer, he immediately brought a pungent fragrance. The slender face was rubbed with a thick layer of white powder, and when the sun shone, it looked a little unpleasant. The slender eyes glanced at Shuyun with disgust, "Yo, which slave's child is this, it's dirty." Why do you still get to the young master and young lady, it's really unruly. ”

The big girl Caixia glanced at Shuyun quietly, walked to Fucha's side and muttered a few words in a low voice. Fucha then narrowed his already small eyes, and said coldly, "I thought I was the little hooves of the dead slave's family, but it turned out to be the little slut left behind by that slut." No wonder it looks unlucky that it can't be put on the table. ”

ps； Most of the musical instruments and music of the West, as well as some of the world's most famous Western musical giants, were born and developed in the early 17th century, including the piano and accordion, and the accordion was gradually perfected in the middle of the 18th century. Here, for the needs of the plot, Xiaoyu had to let it be born 200 years ahead of schedule. Sorry for their premature small fish.

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