Chapter 7: Brothers with Different Surnames

Jun Yan's eyes rolled upward, panting vigorously. "This girl is really ...... Ahh

"Ah——!ah——!" Ning Yue cried even more.

"Okay, eldest lady, don't cry, according to what you said, is it okay for us to practice with the eldest prince in a team?" said a voice beside him.

Ning Yue crossed her hands and looked at the little boy who was talking to her through her fingers.

He was wearing a little earthy brown dress today, a small placket gown, pants of the same color, a little short, and his ankles were exposed. At first sight, there was no mother's child, and no one helped clean up when he was dressed.

Qianjie's mother died of a serious illness when he was three years old, because his father Duane also grew up with his father since childhood, and the relationship between the two was quite good.

Although Du An's son is a subordinate in the house, his father has never regarded him as a person, so his child, Qianjie, is almost treated like his own child. let him follow Junyan and Ning Yue to learn martial arts,

What's more, in the eyes of his father, Qianjie is very sensible and hardworking, so he likes him very much, and even treats him as his second son.

In the eyes of Junyan and Ning Yue, Qianjie is not a subordinate, but a friend and brother. Although he called them "eldest son, eldest lady." But in their hearts, all three were the same.

Ning Yue looked at Qianjie and saw his obviously smaller clothes, and she couldn't help but feel a little sad in her heart. As the saying goes: a motherless child is the most pitiful. Qianjie is the same age as himself, but he is very sensible, and most of the family affairs can be done for his father.

Because of Duane's special relationship with Leng Lie, he not only helped him find a suitable lady, but also gave them two rooms in the courtyard, just to take care of them. Although the two families are masters and servants, they get along more like friends.

Since the death of Qianjie Niang, Du An's spirit has obviously decreased a lot, he lives with empty eyes every day, no longer talking, silent a lot, guarding the flower garden every day, squatting for a day. As he himself said: 'If it weren't for Qianjie, I would have gone with his mother a long time ago.' ’

Living with such a father, Qianjie has suffered more than others since he was a child. Fortunately, in a courtyard, Leng Lie and his wife took special care of them, so that they would not live miserably, but no matter how much they took care of their own children, many things could not keep up.

Although Qianjie's clothes are made several times a year, they are pitiful compared to Junyan and Ning Yue. In this year's spring clothes, Qianjie is still wearing last year, and the child has grown up faster and is obviously much smaller.

Ning Yue watched, put down the hand blocking her eyes, her eyes were firmly fixed on Qianjie, and Qianjie, who was staring, couldn't help but take a step back. "Miss, what's wrong?"

Ning Yue wiped the tears on her face, stepped forward, and reached out to take Qianjie's hand, the tips of his fingers were really a little cold, and he was too thinly dressed.

He pouted, raised his head again, and looked carefully at the boy in front of him, who was the same age as himself, but obviously much more mature than himself.

His neat and suitable eyebrows, not big or small eyes, long eyelashes, straight nose, and angular lips are particularly pleasing to the eye when put together, and even better than his brother. Listening to Duane, he is very much like his dead mother.

"Qianjie, are you cold? Tomorrow, no, I'll go back immediately and ask my mother to make you a few new sets of clothes. Also, if you still lack anything, tell me, and I'll ask my father to prepare it for you. ”

Qianjie was stunned for a moment, looked at Ning Yue, who was holding his hand in front of him, with a sincere and eager face, his lips trembled twice, but he lowered his head, and choked up for a long time before he said: "Thank you for the kindness of the eldest lady, my father said that we have caused a lot of trouble to the master, and we dare not open my mouth to the house again." ”

"What! These are all nonsense!" Junyan, who was standing on the side, stepped forward and sighed: "It's me who is careless, this kind of thing is still a girl's heart, your set of clothes is still made last year! What else is there, if you need our help, your father is not easy to speak, you just say, our brother, why do you need to be polite!" After saying that, he stepped forward and hugged Qianjie's shoulder.

"Eldest Prince, eldest Miss, this ...... If my dad found out, he would be angry. Qianjie snorted.

"Just don't let him know! After a while, let's go to your house to have a look, just go and play, I haven't been there for a long time, by the way, what is needed? This is good?" Junyan said: "In this way, it's not what you said, but what we saw, and your father won't blame you." ”

"But......" Qianjie hesitated.

"But what is it! We didn't treat you as an outsider, but you were so polite and polite, you clearly treated us as outsiders. Jun Yan let go of his hand and said indignantly.

"I ...... It's not ......," Qianjie swallowed. I thought, 'How dare I treat you two as my own!' The identity is here! Miss Childe can say this, this is polite, if I say so, I don't know how high or low, there is no distinction between master and servant. ’

"Also, why do you call her Miss?

"I ...... I ......" Qianjie looked up at Ning Yue.

"I called him that!What's wrong?" Ning Yue shouted unconvinced.

"I'm the eldest son in the family, you're the second lady, how can you call the eldest lady, what's the name?" Junyan insisted, this can't be sloppy.

"I don't want to rob you of the position of the boss, what are you anxious about. Mother said, you can call it like this. You can turn from you and call me the second miss, but you can also take another turn, because I am the first daughter in the family, so I can also call the eldest lady. Many families are called like this, if you have any opinions, go to your mother, and she will make it clear to you. Ning Yue said.

"Ah, little girl, with a good mouth, and you still use your mother to press me, okay, I will ask, if I let me know that you dare to talk nonsense, I will not let you go. He clenched his fist and gestured at Ning Yue's head.

"Scare me, I'm not afraid. Hmph! If you have the ability, let's come!" Ning Yue stepped back and showed her palms, but she looked good.

"It seems that I can't hide from it today, come on! Since you chose it yourself, it hurts, don't cry!" Junyan said hatefully.

"No, it's going to be you, right, Qianjie?" Ning Yue clapped his palms and turned his head to ask Qianjie beside him.

Qianjie still looked sad.

"Qianjie, you don't dare to do it with your brother! I see that you fight very well on weekdays, and my brother is also injured, your kung fu is no worse than his, the two of us join forces, and my brother may not have a chance of winning." ”

"But......" Qianjie still hesitated.

"Okay, Qianjie, let's rely on this little devil! Otherwise, she will not leave if she pesters us, don't we have anything to do today? When this fight is over and this little girl is subdued, see if she dares to come to this practice ground again. This is a man's place, and the little girl should go to embroider and raise grass. Qianjie, you can let your father teach this little girl more, I think she is also very enthusiastic about this matter, and she has cleaned up well, let her stay in the flower garden!"