A modern Feng Shui master and fortune teller, Lin Wanyue, is transported by a car accident to a dynasty not recorded in history, becoming a three-year-old baby abandoned in a mass grave.
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Master Cui never really cared about his second brother. As long as he could read a few military books and become literate, he would leave him alone.
If the eldest brother passes the exam and doesn't study with them, then Teacher Cui will definitely only take care of the two brothers from now on.
The two of them immediately felt that life was meaningless and that they would probably be trapped in the study for the rest of their lives.
Liu Junlan brought over a plate of pastries, and Lin Zheyun and his two younger brothers rushed over to grab them.
“Your brother was just trying it out this time. If he doesn’t pass, he can try again next time. But even if he does pass, he’ll have to keep taking exams and study with you all. Don’t slack off, or everyone will say your brother is smart and you two will look like fools,” Liu Junlan said calmly.
Lin Zheyun was fast and tall, and in one go he grabbed the whole plate of pastries. With a big smile, he said to his two younger brothers, "You two little fools, don't fight over it. Let me divide it up!"
Lin Zihan and Lin Ziqiu were not as tall as their second brother, so even if they stood on tiptoe, they couldn't grab any. They could only watch enviously as Lin Zheyun came to share the snacks.
Lin Zheyun first gave some pastries to Liu Junlan and Xuefu, and then distributed them to Lin Wanyue and her older brother.
"Thank you, Erguo." Lin Wanyue smiled at Lin Zheyun, holding the pastries in her small hands.
"Hehe, you're welcome."
As for Dad?
He's probably already had too much meat and fish at the Liu family's house, so he wouldn't want to eat a couple of pastries.
Lin Zheyun has already made a decision for his father without his consent.
Lin Zheyun gave one piece to each of her two younger brothers, keeping the last piece for herself.
"Second brother, I think mine is too small." Lin Ziqiu looked at his own pastry, then at his third brother's, and felt that his piece wasn't good enough.
"I won't trade with you!" Lin Zihan quickly took a bite of his pastry, leaving a row of small teeth marks.
"Here." Lin Zheyun handed it over before even eating it himself: "If you don't want to, then we can switch. If you keep arguing and we don't switch, then don't blame me."
Lin Zheyun showed off his strong fist.
"..." Lin Ziqiu pouted, but still chose his own snack.