"Yes, yes, yes!"
The little boy nodded vigorously, looking very much in agreement.
Mu Qinqiu looked at the bewildered child, then at her troublesome younger sister.
"Mu Zhaoyuan! You're one thing, but you're also bringing Juanjuan along..."
"Juanjuan! Look, this brother dislikes you, he doesn't like you! He doesn't even want you to come!"
Mu Zhaoyuan wailed. Although she was fighting on the front lines, it didn't mean she would fight head-on!
She also knows some of the tricks that girls use; after all, using softness to overcome hardness is a tactic in military strategy.
Juanjuan looked at her older sister, then at her older brother sitting in the wheelchair.
Although she didn't understand why Mu Jia's brother liked her, Juanjuan still chose to cooperate with her sister.
She didn't say anything, but just looked at Mu Qinqiu with a pitiful expression.
Mu Qinqiu rubbed his forehead.
"Alright, alright! Stop thinking about dealing with me. Think about how to bring her into the family in a dignified and grand manner. Since ancient times, marriages have always been arranged by matchmakers and parents. Now, the Liang family clearly wants to marry her off to the Luo family."
"I don't care about my reputation, but don't tarnish the young lady's."
"Okay! We understand, don't worry!"
Upon hearing this, Mu Zhaoyuan knew that the matter was settled.
She knew it!
It's clearly a win-win strategy, how could her brother disagree!
It's just that I can't save face. I feel like I'm taking advantage of the girl, and I also feel that my leg disability is holding her back.
"Brother, don't feel guilty. Just treat Jiaojiao like your little sister. Just think of it as another daughter in our family!"
Mu Qinqiu pursed his lips, lowered his head and sighed softly, only to meet the gaze of a little guy tilting his head and looking at him curiously.
Mu Qinqiu smiled faintly, then turned his gaze away.
Juanjuan was a little confused, feeling that something was off about the older brother in the wheelchair from the Mu family.
But the child couldn't quite put their finger on what was wrong; it just just felt different.
It seems like she agrees with what Sister Mu said, but it also seems like she doesn't. It's complicated, and Juanjuan can't understand it yet.
"Xiao Qi! It's perfect that you're here. Could you watch over Juan Juan for a bit? I'm going to find my mom!"
Mu Zhaoyuan looked up and saw Mu Zhaoyao, who had tied up her horse and was walking slowly towards her.
He casually shoved the roll into her hand and turned to run away.
Mu Zhaoyao, who had just helped her cousin with her horse and now had to help take care of the child: ...
I can't laugh at all.
I'm really annoyed.
It's not that I dislike Taxue and Juanjuan, it's just that at this moment I suddenly and simply hate my older cousin.
Mu Zhaoyao looked down at the child that had been placed in her hand.
Then, after touching the child's hair, she said directly, "I really hate Mu Zhaoyuan right now."
Juanjuan dared not speak, and simply remained a silent background figure.
"Cousin, what about you?" Mu Zhaoyao asked Mu Qinqiu behind her with a blank expression.
Mu Qinqiu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled gently and said, "Yes, the same."
Mu Zhaoyao said coldly, "You're lying! You're happy."
Mu Qinqiu raised an eyebrow.
Mu Zhaoyao said without any hesitation, "You're clearly very happy. You might already like that girl. Anyway, you should admire her."
Juanjuan: ? ? ?
Looking up at his "commander," was he really that sure?
"If you don't appreciate it or care, you don't need to react so strongly."
Mu Zhaoyao sneered: "They're all trouble. Once they're gone, the trouble will be small."
Juanjuan obediently followed Mu Zhaoyao away, not forgetting to wave goodbye to Mu Qinqiu.
As Mu Qinqiu watched her cousin leave, she suddenly felt a sense of relief.
My cousin... is so insightful and intelligent, especially in understanding her family members so well.
"Sister, you're so smart! So amazing!"
This is the tone of a child's admiration.
"It's alright. Sometimes, once you get to know someone well, you can roughly guess what they're thinking. You're still young, you can do that in the future..."
This was the voice of her cousin, Mu Zhaoyao, filled with satisfaction yet tinged with pride.
As the two walked away, their voices gradually faded away.
Mu Qinqiu looked down at her legs.
Sometimes fate is a mysterious thing; before the future arrives, no one knows what opportunities they will have.
Perhaps this is fate that no one can understand.
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