Four-year-old Juanjuan was unloved by her father, ignored by her mother, and bullied by her older brothers. Left to shoulder the burden of a broken family all on her own.
Then one day, her pa...
The next day, Juanjuan got up early again.
The child sat blankly on the bed, already dressed. Now it was time to let his brain start working.
Once she had cleared her head a little, Juanjuan carefully lay down on the bed.
"Juanjuan, you're up so early..."
Winter is a light sleeper, and seeing Juanjuan get up, I decided to get up too.
Don't ask why Jiang Dai, who is also a light sleeper, didn't get up.
I'm used to it. It's just my little girl getting up; she can go back to sleep.
She was so busy last night, and now she really wants to stay in bed a little longer.
Juanjuan nodded, yawned, put on her shoes, and looked up at Aunt Dongqu: "Did Juanjuan have a dream last night?"
She seemed to remember that her mother and father, who usually liked to stay in bed late, had both gotten up last night.
Moreover, there were my older brothers in the yard, and even Aunt Dongqu and the others were there.
I don't know what they were doing, and I didn't wake her up.
Dongqu's expression stiffened for a moment, but she quickly smiled and said, "How could that be! Look at your mother, she can't even get up now, how could she get up at night!"
Juanjuan glanced at her wife, who was sleeping soundly with her head covered by the blanket.
It seems... that makes sense.
Am I really dreaming?
But Juanjuan felt it was so real. She rarely dreams and doesn't remember much about her dreams.
So this time, Juanjuan felt very strange and thought it was real.
"Second brother, were you and Father and Mother in the yard last night?"
After running with Baiyun, Juanjuan, who was imitating the stretching and boxing techniques, couldn't help but ask her reliable second brother a question.
"No, is Juanjuan dreaming?"
Bai Yunxing remained calm and showed no sign of anything amiss as he asked Juanjuan.
Curly tilted her head: "Was it really a dream...?"
Looking at his tiny little sister, Bai Yunxing recalled the scene from last night when he and his brothers had pinned her down and beaten her up.
I couldn't help but shake my head.
Little girls are so much better than boys. No wonder Fei Jun always brags about his sister; it's true, brothers really can't compare to sisters.
Instead of getting an answer, she overheard her second brother praising her curly hair: !?
Although she didn't know why her second brother suddenly started praising her, Juanjuan was indeed very happy.
Dongqu and Chunlai are cooking.
Looking out the open window at the two diligent children.
Dongqu couldn't help but exclaim, "Yunxing and Juanjuan are really two very hardworking kids."
Chunlai: "Yes! Juanjuan is so cute. She's so small, yet she's practicing boxing, and she does it so well."
"By the way, should we tell Miss about what happened last night?"
Dongqu lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment: "Let's go, after all, it was Kang An who caused this!"
Chunlai was still a little angry when she thought about it: "Tell me, how could that person be so petty! Sister Jiang's family really doesn't have any seasonings, but he still sent people over several times!"
Dongqu stirred the rice in the pot a couple of times with a spoon: "There are all kinds of people, you'll get used to it."
Spring arrived, and he was sullen, but then he suddenly remembered something and his expression turned a little gossipy.
"Tell me, how did that person get beaten up like that in the side room yesterday? And Brother Bai and the three children weren't hurt at all."
Dongqu thought for a moment and said, "It's probably because Brother Bai also knows martial arts!"
This is a question that even Bai Tian couldn't figure out.
Bai Tian was still thinking while eating.
[Hiss... How did I and three kids manage to beat someone up so badly last night?]
Juanjuan, who was eating, stopped chewing.
Um?
Last night?
Hitting someone?