Ling Yixing os:

I was ten years old when my sister was born. The first time I saw this little girl, she was wrinkled and had a red face like a monkey's butt. She was really ugly.

I pointed at her and asked: Was this girl picked up from the trash can?

Daddy glared at me: "You stinky boy, when you were born you were redder, more wrinkled, and uglier than her! Now your sister is young and ignorant, when she is two or three years old, if you dare to say this, I will throw you off the building!"

Mother said: Yixing, you are the older brother and you have to protect your younger sister.

But my sister is really ugly.

Even his hair is made up of clumps of yellow hair.

When she was half a year old, she peed all over me when I held her in my arms. That was the new clothes my mother bought for me. I was so angry that I scolded her for three days and three nights.

When she was one year old, I rarely held her in my arms. She kicked her little feet and broke the sign that my husband had given me as a reward. I was so angry that I almost died.

At one and a half years old...

At the age of two...

This clown is so naughty!

One day, when my parents were not at home, the little clown was crying with hunger. He actually took my finger in his mouth and started sucking it with a smacking sound.

Suddenly, my heart softened.

She held me in her little mouth, her cheeks puffed out, and sucked in my pleasure. She looked so adorable.

Suddenly I felt that she was not ugly, plump and fleshy, like a white and tender dough ball.

I carried my starving sister to look for my parents, only to find them lying in a pool of blood, with their enemies coming to their door.

I took my sister and hid here and there for more than three months. Fortunately, I met a noble man and was taken in by the master.

During the day, I have to do my homework, and run home every hour to change my sister's diaper and feed her. At night, I have to sleep with her because she is too young and I am afraid she will fall off the bed.

I went to the back mountain and caught a goat that had just given birth.

My sister is too picky about food. She won’t drink goat’s milk.

have no choice.

I put goat milk on my fingers and fed it to her, and she drank it.

It seems that she likes biting my fingers very much. What a naughty little girl, she deserves the name her mother gave her: Ye.

Really wild.

My sister was three and a half years old, already a sensible little girl. When she was eating steamed buns, she actually broke off half of it and gave it to me: Brother, you eat too.

I cried at that moment.

It has been more than a year since my parents passed away. My sister and I have been dependent on each other. I have endured the hard days of running around at home and in the school more than ten times a day. Finally, I heard her call me "brother" for the first time and waited until she grew up to understand things.

I said: Brother is full, Xiaoye eats first.

In fact, life in the disciple's sect is very hard.

I was only thirteen years old and my master had not officially accepted me. I was a miscellaneous disciple and had no background. Everyone in the sect bullied me and made me do the most work every day. When it was my turn to eat, there were only one or two leftover steamed buns.

I couldn’t bear to eat it, so I took it home to give to my sister.

My sister must give me half.

My sister is five and a half years old. When I go back to the little thatched house where we live at night, I see her holding needle and thread, clumsily sewing her torn clothes. Because the light is dim and she doesn’t know how to sew, her two fingers are covered with blisters from being pricked by the needle.

At that time, the fifteen-year-old me cried again.

I feel like I am a cowardly man, crying every other day, but my sister is really good and I want to protect her forever.

I raised her with my own hands, I fed her milk, I changed her diapers, and even when she had her first period, I cooked brown sugar water for her.

My brother and I struggled to survive in the master's sect and endured ten difficult years. Finally, we became masters. With the recommendation of our master and our own divination skills, we were favored by Emperor Nanyuan and became the imperial master.

With my own efforts, I defeated my enemy and allowed my sister to live a life without worries about food and clothing.

I thought that all the hard work had finally paid off, but I didn’t expect…

The difficult days in our master's sect over the past few years turned out to be the most unforgettable and happiest time for my brother and me.

The thirteen-year-old girl fell in love for the first time, and she met Shen Shichen.

She likes that scholar.

As soon as I saw Shen Shichen, I disliked him. He has a mean face and will not have a good ending. But my sister's girlish thoughts are just budding, and if I cut them off by force, I'm afraid she will be disgusted.

I indulge her.

I thought Jun Luoyuan's intervention would allow her to see Shen Shichen's true face and thus change her mind.

But I underestimated her love and her determination.

That day, after court, I returned home and rushed to the pond. The servants had just fished her out of the water. She was wet all over, her face was pale, her chest was flat, and she had stopped breathing.

She jumped into the pond for Shen Shichen.

At that moment, my sky seemed to collapse...