Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, An Yuan'er recited the Li Sao from memory.
The scene seemed to freeze, with only the little girl's childish recitation audible.
After reciting it, An Yuan'er tugged at An Chaoli's hand and said coquettishly, "Did I recite it wrong somewhere? Why does Auntie's expression look as ugly as if she ate shit?"
An Chaoli laughed heartily: "Yuan'er didn't recite it wrong. My Yuan'er is the smartest child and Daddy's good boy."
An Chaoli showered his daughter with compliments without a trace of pretense.
Yuan'er really gave him a lot of surprises today.
Mrs. Lihua stood there awkwardly, her face sour. Clearly, her daughter was the one who should have been the most outstanding.
An Yuan'er walked up to Madam Lihua and said generously, "Aunt, don't be sad. Although my elder sister can't recite Li Sao yet, I won't hold back. I will recite it with her."
If the younger sister teaches the older sister to read, isn't that acknowledging that the older sister is inferior to the younger sister?
Just moments ago, Madam Anhua had been boasting about her daughter's abilities, but now she was speechless after being silenced by An Yuan'er, and her face was burning with embarrassment.
She could only concede, saying, "Sisters should help each other. If Yuan'er doesn't know something, Piao'er will naturally teach her."
Early in the morning, the smell of gunpowder was very strong at the door of my house.
Fortunately, the time came, and An Chaoli carried his daughter onto the carriage to the Royal Academy.
An Yuan'er nestled against her father and whispered earnestly in his ear, "Father, Yuan'er will never let you down. Those who want to use Yuan'er to mock you won't get their way."
An Chaoli was stunned. His daughter, who was so young, could actually say such things.
He looked at his daughter again, but her innocent big eyes blinked at him, and it seemed as if he had misheard what she had just said in his ear.
An Yuan'er smiled as she looked at her stunned father: "If Father doesn't hand over the book to Yuan'er soon, Yuan'er will be late."
An Chaoli quickly returned the things to An Yuan'er, carefully instructing the coachman to be careful on the road, and reluctantly watched the carriage leave with his daughter.
The old father's feelings were somewhat complicated. He hoped his daughter would be knowledgeable, but at the same time, he greedily longed for her to be innocent, naive, and free from worries.
Good or bad fortune is unpredictable, and the old father is very worried.
*
The carriage slowly made its way to the Royal Academy.
The carriage was quiet. It was a large carriage, and An Piao'er sat far away from An Yuan'er.
An Yuan'er stole the show this morning, which made An Piao'er unhappy, and she didn't want to say a word to An Yuan'er.
Although An Piao'er is only 8 years old, she doesn't have a chubby little face like An Yuan'er. She has grown up early, with a delicate face and exquisite features. At such a young age, she is the most beautiful woman in the capital.
She is proud and can't stand being outdone by others.
In her past life, An Yuan'er always tried to maintain the sisterly bond and please her. The two were quite harmonious in their childhood.
But as An Yuan'er grew up and lost her chubby cheeks, she gradually became more popular than An Piao'er. In order to preserve her reputation as the most beautiful woman in the capital, An Piao'er plotted to injure An Yuan'er's face.
An Yuan'er will always remember the pain of the hairpin cutting her cheek, the blood covering her face, and how she became known as an ugly woman.
Unforgivable!
In this life, An Yuan'er has finally seen through the true nature of sisterhood.
An Yuan'er sneered. No matter how unhappy An Piao'er was about what happened that morning, she didn't say a word to comfort her.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com