The third sister will never be sad because her father likes the second sister, because if the second sister makes her unhappy, she will find an opportunity to take revenge directly.
The third sister would often tell her about the Zhang brother who was always following her. He did not dare to talk to her. Every time, the third sister took the initiative to talk to the Zhang brother and would guide him in some academic matters.
Wen Jiaojiao often meets Zhang Funing because of her mother. In front of her, Zhang Funing is a gentle elder brother who is considerate and very good at taking care of people's emotions.
But in front of the third sister, she didn't dare to say a word.
This may be a sign of liking someone, and being cautious because of liking them.
In order to keep her name visible to Wen Yanxi on the list, Zhang Funing studied hard and climbed up the rankings.
When he successfully passed the exam and ranked first on the gold medal list, he finally plucked up the courage to propose marriage to the Wen family.
The first-generation Zhang Funing was the youngest scholar in recent years.
In fact, the third sister already knew that Zhang Funing was interested in her, but Zhang Funing didn't tell her, and she never acted like she didn't know. It wasn't until Zhang Funing won the top prize that she expressed his feelings to the third sister.
"Mr. Zhang, what wish did you write?" Wen Jiaojiao heard Wen Yanxi ask Zhang Funing.
Zhang Funing showed her the wooden sign with some embarrassment, "I hope I can get a good rank in the college entrance examination, so that I can..."
Wen Yanxi: "What can you do?"
Zhang Funing shook his head: "Nothing."
Wen Jiaojiao smiled at Zhang Funing and said, "Brother Zhang is hardworking and hardworking. He will definitely get a good reputation and get what he wants!"
Zhang Funing smiled and said, "Thank you so much, sister Xiao, for your kind words."
As he spoke, he rummaged through his arms and took out the candy he bought for his siblings at home and handed it to Wen Jiaojiao.
Wen Jiaojiao looked at the two of them, pulled Que Wu, and then said to Wen Yanxi: "Third sister, Que Wu and I will go over there and have a look. We will come find you later."
Wen Yanxi: "Okay."
Wen Jiaojiao was picked up by Que Wu and put on his shoulders, and he took her towards the Buddha statue where he was praying.
Wen Jiaojiao looked back at the two of them. They looked so dazzling in the crowd. In this life, she hoped that they would have a good outcome.
At her bloody birthday party, she was not the only one who died, but also Zhang Funing, who came to wish her a birthday. The assassin captured many hostages, but Zhang Funing, who was not very skilled in martial arts, died in order to protect her third sister.
By the assassin's sword.
That was the first time in such a long time that Wen Jiaojiao saw her third sister crying like that.
Perhaps, the third sister at that time also hoped for an afterlife.
Fortunately, this afterlife is finally on track, everyone is here, and everything is fine.
"What should I write this time?"
Que Wu picked up a pen from the table where there were wooden prayer plaques and pens and ink on one side and handed it to Wen Jiaojiao.
Wen Jiaojiao looked at the wooden sign in his hand and raised the corners of his lips, "I am very satisfied now and don't dare to be greedy anymore."
Just because everything now was hard-won, she didn't dare to ask for anything more.
However, Wen Jiaojiao did not ask for herself, but she asked a lot for her family and friends.
For my mother-in-law, for my sister, and for all the people she loves.
What she wrote was good health and everything goes well. She felt that there was no better blessing than these two words.
Wen Jiaojiao sat on Que Wu's shoulder and hung up the wooden prayer sign easily.
"What did you write?"
Wen Jiaojiao took the wooden plaque from Que Wu's hand and when he saw it, he only drew a circle.
"You also drew a circle last year." Wen Jiaojiao smiled.
Smiling, she looked at the circle in front of her and suddenly understood that it was the moon.
"The only thing I ask for is you, Little Moon." Que Wu said in a magnetic and gentle voice.
With warmth filling her eyes, Wen Jiaojiao took a pen and drew a cute little leopard next to the moon, and then hung it on a branch.
Little Moon and Little Leopard will be together forever.
"Woof!!!"
As soon as Wen Jiaojiao hung up the wooden sign, she heard a bark. She looked down and saw two big dogs, Dafu Dagui, sitting at their feet, sticking out their tongues and wagging their tails. A small white dumpling was also struggling.
Climb up to the platform next to the prayer tree.
"Brother, if you go higher, I can't reach it!"
Wen Jiaojiao followed the sound and saw Xiang Cheng holding Xiang Wenzhu's legs so that she could reach up and hang the wooden prayer sign.
Xiang Cheng looked up impatiently: "Why haven't you hung it up yet? Why are your hands so stupid?"
Xiang Cheng said disgustedly: "If you sit on my shoulder, I will not be crushed to death by you, so I ask you to eat less."
"Pfft!" Wen Jiaojiao couldn't help laughing when he heard Xiang Cheng complaining about his sister.
Xiang Wenzhu hung up the wooden prayer sign with difficulty. When she heard Xiang Cheng's words, she said angrily: "Am I fat? Wen Jiaojiao obviously looks fatter than me!"
Wen Jiaojiao's smile instantly faded, "Sister, can we stop stepping on you?"
Xiang Cheng: "She is prettier than you."
Xiang Wenzhu: "She is shorter than me!"
Xiang Cheng: "She is prettier than you."
Xiang Wenzhu was so angry that she said, "You are still not my brother. I want to go back and tell my mother-in-law!"
Xiang Cheng said with a smile: "You go back and complain, she is still prettier than you, and my mother is not blind."
Xiang Wenzhu was completely speechless and choked up. She pushed Xiang Cheng and said, "Okay, okay, okay, so what if you flatter Wen Jiaojiao so much? She won't marry you!"
After saying that, when Xiang Cheng took off the whip from his waist, Xiang Wenzhu immediately ran away.
Xiang Cheng looked at Wen Jiaojiao with a cold expression, saw the three dogs he had brought sitting next to Wen Jiaojiao, and whistled to call them.
"Wealthy and wealthy, gold ingot, come here!"
The three dogs tilted their heads and looked at Xiang Cheng, then continued to look up at Wen Jiaojiao, sticking out their tongues to please her.
Wen Jiaojiao didn't expect that Xiang Cheng's dogs would like to cling to her so much no matter which life they were in. In the past, she only needed to imitate Xiang Cheng and train them a few times, and these dogs would listen to her very much. Even if Xiang Cheng was here, these dogs would
It's all about her first.
"Gold ingot?"
When he heard his name, the little white dumpling let out a loud "woof!"
Wen Jiaojiao thought it was really interesting for Xiang Cheng to name his dogs. His family was a well-established family and they were not short of money. Why did he always choose this type of name?
After Xiang Cheng called him several times, the three dogs reluctantly left Wen Jiaojiao.
Xiang Cheng glanced at Wen Jiaojiao, touched his arms again and again, and finally turned around and left.
Que Wu saw that it was already noon, so he walked back with Wen Jiaojiao. After squeezing out of the crowd, Wen Jiaojiao was finally able to get off Que Wu's shoulders.
Fortunately, there were many children sitting on their parents' shoulders, so even if she blinked, not many eyes would be on her.
Wen Jiaojiao tried to walk on her own, but she couldn't walk after two steps. Her swollen legs were sore and swollen, and the pain was terrible.
Wen Jiaojiao sat down on the ground in frustration, hugging Que Wu's legs and moving still.
Que Wu knelt down and touched her head with a smile, patted his back and said, "Come up, my little moon."
Seeing Wen Jiaojiao's angry look, Que Wu pulled her arm and lifted her onto his back.
"Old man Xu said that the swelling in your hands and feet will subside in a few days."
Que Wu knew that Wen Jiaojiao was in poor health and felt uncomfortable even as he had difficulty walking.
Wen Jiaojiao rested her chin on Que Wu's shoulder. She didn't want to speak, but she didn't want to ignore Que Wu. She reached out and pinched his ear as a response.
Que Wu smiled, grabbed her hand and rubbed it on her face.
"Sister! Just buy it for me! This is my favorite!"
Que Wu was taking Wen Jiaojiao to the meeting place and saw Su Yijin holding Su Yilian's legs and crying there.
The reason was because Su Yilian didn't buy her her favorite hot and sour fried noodles.
"Eat, eat, eat. You know how to eat. If you eat this, you will have diarrhea."
Su Yijin wailed: "I'm happy! That's all I pursue. I've become a rich lady, can't I still satisfy this craving?"
Su Yilian refused to give her the money bag no matter what. Her mother controlled the concubines and children at home very strictly, and all the food and clothing expenses came from her. Su Yilian wanted to control Su Yijin's
Money bags are a piece of cake.
But in the end, Su Yilian couldn't resist Su Yijin's loud voice. He didn't want to embarrass her here, so he had to buy her a copy.
Wen Jiaojiao looked at Su Yijin's satisfied expression while eating spicy and sour fried noodles, and she was greedy.
She liked this bite, and she wanted to eat it so much.
Wen Jiaojiao gently pulled Que Wu's pigtail, "Que Wu~little leopard~I want to eat it too..."
Que Wu stuffed a candy into her mouth and said, "This is sour."
Then he stuffed another one into her mouth and said, "This is spicy."
The combination is sour and spicy.
Wen Jiaojiao sighed, lying on Que Wu's back and chewing these two candies. When did this taboo end?