Su Qingluan had asked that question casually without any real intention. After all, she had just been "adopted" back home, so it was normal for her to have some kind of estrangement with her original family members.
Unexpectedly, her casual words made Su Xuanhe stammer and want to say something, but he said nothing.
This made Su Qingluan curious.
Originally, Su Xuanhe was not a child with a lot of worries.
Although he often acts tough in inexplicable places, he is also very easy to understand. It's as if what he thinks is written on his face. That's why Su Qingluan can often make him explode when she teases him, and she never fails.
She really didn't expect that the phrase "hesitant to speak" could be used to describe the little boy Su Xiaoer in front of her.
The sun has set now, and although the wooden lattice windows are open, only faint moonlight shines in.
Hearing that Su Xuanhe had been wanting to say something but not saying it, Su Qingluan, who was rubbing her little brother's belly, gently patted him through his clothes and said, "Why do you look so worried, kid? Just say what you want to say!"
"Actually..." Su Xuanhe turned his body slightly towards Su Qingluan and lay on his side, "It's my elder sister - the previous 'elder sister' once said that you were adopted by a wealthy family before, and you couldn't see that our family was just a farming family..."
Huh? Su Qingluan hadn't expected this to involve the original owner.
Unfortunately, she did not inherit the original owner's memory, so she didn't know whether this statement was true or false.
But as she says now, although she likes the life of a rich person, she would rather be the "rich person" herself than be adopted by a wealthy family with many rules.
After all, although she likes wealth, she is lazy by nature and only likes to cook delicious food.
As for the cumbersome formalities of many wealthy families, she would naturally hope to avoid them if possible.
However, Su Qingluan was not sure what the "adopted daughter" had said to her brother, so she asked ambiguously, "I've been home for a month or two. Do you think I've ever looked down on anyone in this family?"
Su Xuanhe is essentially a very frank child. After thinking about it carefully, he shook his head.
He realized that in the dim light, his sister couldn't see his movements clearly, so he answered again: "No, my sister always makes delicious food for us...it's just..."
"What is it?"
"...I'm just partial to my younger sister..." Su Xuanhe muttered in a low voice, feeling a little aggrieved.
Su Qingluan was amused when she heard this, and she changed the action of rubbing her belly to patting it lightly: "You still have the nerve to say that?!"
"I know, my little sister is young, and as her elder brother, I should give in to her more..."
"That's true for Mom and Dad. Xueyan is only three years old and does need more care. But isn't it because she's cuter that I favor Xueyan? She doesn't even shy away when I rub her face!"
Su Qingluan said this purely out of personal opinion. However, to Su Qingluan, her younger sister was a sweet and caring little girl, much cuter than her naughty younger brother.
Su Xuanhe had no idea what his elder sister was thinking, so he just said aggrievedly, "At worst...at worst, I can let you rub my face in the future..."
"Oh, as if you've suffered a great injustice." Su Qingluan sneered, "Why, when you were with that older sister before, she was also like this when she wanted to rub your face?"
It’s not that Su Qingluan is narrow-minded and must compete with a thirteen-year-old girl to see who is more popular with the naughty brother. It’s just that she has been treating her whole family with sincerity since she traveled through time, so naturally she hopes that the other party can treat her wholeheartedly.
But she also understood that this wasn't the little girl's fault—after all, judging by the outcome, her original form, though not her own, had occupied her wonderful life for over a decade. And she, by fate's twist, had to live a simple life in this impoverished countryside, wearing a thorny hairpin and a cloth skirt.
Unexpectedly, Su Xuanhe curled his lips and said, "The elder sister never touched our faces before..."
us?
"She isn't close to my younger sister either?" This surprised Su Qingluan. You know, when Su Xueyan wasn't crying, she was a completely icy and cute elf.
Did my little sister used to be very fond of crying?
"My eldest sister isn't close to anyone in the family..." Su Xuanhe's voice was a little low, "Even my father and mother, she's not close to them—she always says in private that she's different from us and wants to live a good life."
Su Qingluan was a little suspicious: Why does it sound like the adopted daughter knew that I was a child lost by a wealthy family?
Ha, how is that possible.
This thought flashed through Su Qingluan's mind: It was already unscientific enough that I traveled through time, could there be another one?
This is not something that happens all the time. Otherwise, why has no one ever doubted me when I occasionally came up with some more "modern" words?
At this time, Su Qingluan didn't know that, in a sense, she had revealed the truth.
"Maybe your elder sister just wants to live a life without hardship." Su Qingluan comforted.
"Now her wish has come true." Su Xuanhe said in a low voice.
"Are you unhappy?"
"No..." Su Xuanhe's voice was slightly tearful, "It's just that when my sister, my parents, and I were reluctant to let her go, she didn't even look back."
Although he had the impression that the elder sister was not close to him and his younger sister, when she was about to leave, Su Xuanhe still felt a little reluctant in his little heart.
However, the eldest sister did not even look back for a moment and just left. After that, she just came in front of the servants.
Even before leaving, the eldest sister told him and his family, "No one likes to live a poor and hard life, and Su Jia's Daya is the same. She couldn't even accept the fact and jumped into the river."
Because of the living example of his elder sister, Su Xuanhe held his breath towards Su Qingluan, his real blood sister, for quite a long time.
Su Qingluan moved her hand from her second brother's belly and touched his little face. This time, he didn't shy away.
"Don't worry this time. I won't leave you." Su Qingluan smiled slightly - although her brother certainly couldn't see her smile, "and I won't dislike my current life either."
"Why?" Su Xuanhe raised his head slightly. "Because my sister is the kind of person Master Zhou said, 'Wealth and honor cannot take away her heart and soul.'"
"On the contrary," Su Qingluan personally broke her brother's virtuous filter, "wealth and honor can only take away my heart."
"...You, you better pretend..."
"What do you know, kid? A gentleman loves wealth, but he gets it in a proper way!" Su Qingluan pinched her brother's nose. "As long as it's wealth earned through one's own ability, why not want it?"
Little Su Xuanhe seemed to have developed a fighting spirit as well: "I'm going to work hard too, make a lot of money when I grow up, and let my parents, you, and your sister all live a good life!"
"puff--"
Suddenly there was a very loud sound in the darkness.
Su Qingluan was stunned: What sound?
Su Xuanhe's whole body stiffened and he didn't move.
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