Chapter 228 I Only Like Xinbao
Yan Shenjue continued to walk forward, and Shen Zhuoli followed in silence. When they reached the corner, Yan Shenjue directly carried Xinbao back to the room, and had no intention of talking to him the whole time.
Watching him walk away, Shen Zhuoli breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved yet disappointed.
When Xinbao woke up, he saw Yan Shenjue sitting in a chair, supporting his forehead with one hand, and looking lost in thought.
When she watched TV dramas before, she always thought that leaning one hand on the forehead was just a pose. It was not until she met her handsome little brother that she realized that for some people who have rules and etiquette ingrained in their bones, leaning the body slightly and leaning one hand on the forehead is already a very relaxing and comfortable posture...
It is impossible for them to lie like Ge You, never.
She couldn't help but giggle twice.
Yan Shenjue turned to look at her, and seeing that her eyes were open, he stood up and walked over to her, saying, "Awake? What are you laughing at?"
Xinbao was still feeling a little lazy and wanted to snuggle for a while longer, so he said softly, "He's not awake yet."
Yan Shenjue touched her pigtails and said, "Then sleep a little longer."
Xinbao's eyes were still full of sleep, and he looked at him mistily: "Brother Xiaoxian, what's wrong with you?"
"Hmm?" Yan Shenjue said, "I'm fine."
He paused, then continued, "Xinbao, what do you think is wrong with me?"
Xinbao opened his eyes wider and looked at him carefully: "Xinbao doesn't know either. He seems very happy, but also not very happy."
The young boy laughed softly.
His peach blossom eyes still have some of the clarity and innocence of a child. When he smiles, he is extraordinarily beautiful, as if the sunlight is reflected on the sparkling lake, refracting many colorful lights.
Xinbao asked, "Are you happy?"
The boy was a little embarrassed, as he rarely did: "I don't know either."
He told Xinbao very seriously what he had done.
Xinbao's eyes opened wide, and he mobilized all of his CPU to listen and understand.
He is a person who cannot perceive other people's emotions and has no friends or relatives. Although he has an uncle and a cousin, there is no family feeling among them. He seems to live in peace with them only based on responsibility or other "should" things. He cannot receive their concern for him, and he has no way to give the same return.
He has no ability to get along normally with others.
But he is just a ten-year-old child after all. Even though there are many terrible things that force him to grow up, he is still just a child. He wants friends and family.
So, before he even realized that he "wanted friends", he took a small step, following her example, driven by instinct.
He is really a super cute and pure person. Even though life has given him so many dark things, he is still willing to try to give out sunshine.
Xinbao suddenly jumped up, threw herself into his arms, and hugged him with both hands.
The glutinous rice dumpling that had just crawled out of the bed was warm, fragrant and soft. Yan Shenjue was thrown back by it, and then quickly hugged it: "What's wrong?"
Tuanzi lay on his shoulder, and said in a soft voice: "I want everyone to like Xiaoxian brother, and Xiaoxian brother also likes everyone, but among all people, he likes me the most." She stepped back and pointed to herself: "He likes me the most."
Yan Shenjue smiled faintly and said, "I don't like everyone. I don't like Xinbao the 'most'. I 'only' like Xinbao."
“Don’t be like this,” Xinbao shook his head: “Don’t just like Xinbao.”
Yan Shenjue was slightly startled: "Why?"
Xinbao thought for a moment and gave an example: "It's just like when my brother sells flowers. If he sells one pot of flowers, he gets one share of money. If he sells two pots of flowers, he gets two shares of money...Xiaoxian only likes Xinbao. Even if Xinbao gives you all his money, it's still only one share. Xinbao wants you to have many, many shares of money! The most, the most, the most money! As long as you love Xinbao the most, Xinbao won't be jealous."
Yan Shenjue tilted his head and listened for a long time before he chuckled softly.
Yes, yes, that's the feeling.
He didn't want to share the happiness that filled his chest with anyone else, but after following Xinbao's example and lending a helping hand, he got a strange feeling.
He couldn't explain it, but for some reason he didn't hate this feeling.
Someone knocked on the door aggressively a few times. Yan Shenjue calmed down and asked, "Who?"
The outsider laughed and said, "Young Master Yan, it's me, Anshun."
Yan Shenjue said, "Come in."
He wrapped Tuanzi in a cloak, poured hot water from the warm niche and fed her, looking up and asking, "What's the matter?"
An Shun bowed and smiled, "The kitchen has just made some crispy yellow basil. I figured Miss Xinbao would wake up soon, so I brought it over for her to try."
Xinbao's eyes suddenly lit up: "Thank you, Uncle An."
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Yan Shenjue never eats at this time. Xinbao sits at the table and eats alone.
An Shun was talking to Yan Shenjue nearby. After a few words, he turned to Shen Zhuoli and said, "I heard that Young Master Yan helped the young master out of trouble today?"
Yan Shenjue said: "It's not a rescue, I just said a few words."
Anshun didn't ask any more questions, and continued, "In fact, the young master is really a pitiful child."
The Shen brothers' ancestral home is here, but they haven't been back for many years. They came back because their old lady is old and misses her hometown.
The Shen family is now in decline, becoming increasingly poor, with no promising members. As soon as they heard that they were back, they came to their house and asked them to appoint one of their brothers to be the clan leader.
However, Shen's father had a mistress and did not return home for many years. He eventually died outside. As soon as he died, the Shen family occupied all their houses and lands. The two brothers and their old mother had to leave their hometown and suffered untold hardships. Therefore, the Shen brothers had no good feelings towards the Shen family, let alone this patriarch, and of course they would not agree.
But the old lady was holding her breath.
Thinking of how much hardship she had endured in the past, she wanted to let these people see her wealthy life now, so when the Shen family invited them several times, they went.
Originally, it was just a way to show off his wealth and vent his anger, but he didn't expect that showing off would attract someone's attention. That person was indeed ignorant and fearless. He didn't even ask what Mr. Shen did. He came to steal things at night, and then was kicked away by Mr. Shen.
Mr. Shen's kick was not very heavy, but the man was an old drunkard, and he died from the fall and fright.
You know, according to the current law, it is not a crime to beat to death a thief who breaks into the house in the middle of the night, so that person's death was in vain. Instead, it gave the Second Master Shen's brothers a reason to turn against the Shen family and break with them.
Unexpectedly, afterward, the Shen family found out that he was unmarried and had no children, and they shamelessly insisted that he adopt a godson from the family. Of course, Mr. Shen refused.
Then the Shen family brought the son of the old drunkard who was kicked to death by him, and said that if he didn't accept him, just let him die, they wouldn't care anyway.
When he was brought over, Shen Zhuoli was dirty, black, and thin, just like a kitten, and his ribs were clearly visible one by one, which was frightening.
Mr. Shen was a man who loved children. Feeling sorry for the child, he took him in and hired a doctor for him.
(End of this chapter)