After Mu Zhiliu came down from the wooden eagle, he was blocked by Chu Chenyin.

"Brother, you don't really want to be my brother-in-law, do you?"

Chu Chenyin asked with a smile.

Mu Zhiliu walked slowly to her side and said, "Don't be disrespectful. Even if I marry Kang Hong in the future, you can only call me elder brother and her elder sister-in-law."

Chu Chenyin took out his fingers and counted, "Then from now on I will call you brother-in-law, and you will call me sister, and we will each have our own way."

Mu Zhiliu stretched out his hand and flicked her forehead lightly, "That won't work either."

Chu Chenyin covered his hand in pain, she didn't expect that her frail elder brother was so strong.

"Brother, what does Qian Hong say? Is she willing to marry you?"

She asked with half-closed eyes.

To be honest, she really felt that her elder brother had a masochistic tendency. Fu Kanghong was straightforward and would rather use his mouth than his hands. If they were to be together in the future, he would definitely be beaten three times a day.

Can his small body bear it?

Just when she was puzzled, Mu Zhiliu lowered his head and shook his head sadly, saying: "She said that she can only get married after my second brother is married."

Chu Chenyin raised his eyebrows and almost laughed out loud, "Big Brother, you'll have to wait a long time. My second brother is a blockhead. If you want him to open up, you'll have to wait at least three to five years."

Hearing this, Mu Zhiliu's face darkened and he started coughing violently.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

The cough became more and more severe, and finally I felt like my lungs were about to be coughed out.

Chu Chenyin panicked a little, and quickly patted him on the back and said, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Zhiliu bent over, holding his chest, and said weakly, "You may not know that I have had lung disease since I was a child. The doctor said that I may not live past the age of 25."

Chu Chenyin frowned as he listened, "How old are you now?"

Mu Zhiliu coughed and said, "I am twenty-four now..."

Chu Chenyin calculated the time and said, "That only leaves one year."

Mu Zhiliu sighed and said, "Yes, I don't have much time left. If I can get married and have children during this time, I will die without regrets."

As he spoke, he grasped Chu Chenyin's hand and said pitifully, "Chenyin, can you help your elder brother and let your second brother get married earlier so that I can get married with Kang Hong earlier?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Chenyin felt torn. If he really helped his eldest brother to marry his third sister, wouldn't that be harming his third sister and pushing her into the fire pit?

She became a widow less than a year after getting married.

Mu Zhiliu half-closed his eyes and secretly observed Chu Chenyin's expression. He originally wanted to ask his sister for help by selling himself out, but seeing her hesitation, it seemed that this lie was a bit too much.