Feng Changye was speechless and almost vomited blood. Go to hell with his brother, brother Gong, this is a brother who deserves a beating!
Zhu Wuhuan didn't notice his depression. She took Si Sangsang's arm and said softly, "Mom, you are right. He is so cute now. I believe he will never go astray again. Under your education, he will definitely grow up to be a cheerful, lively and lovable boy."
Si Sangsang nodded, "Yeah, I also hope he will always be well behaved."
She couldn't help but whisper, "Actually, you only know that the Queen Mother treated Long'er badly. You think that since she favored Jin'er, she must be very good to her... But, I saw clearly in that body all those years that she wasn't good to Jin'er either."
Zhu Wuhuan glanced at Si Sangsang sideways, somewhat surprised.
Si Sangsang patted the back of her hand and sighed softly, "That woman hates me, hates Long'er, and hates the late emperor. She never allows Jin'er to truly like his brother and his father... But when a child is ignorant, how can he not like his brother and his father? When Jin'er just learned to talk, he liked his brother very much. He often asked his brother to hold him and would give his brother any snacks he thought were delicious. But every time he got along well with his brother, that woman would treat him coldly and violently. She would not hug him even if he cried until his voice was hoarse..."
She looked at the silly Jin'er who had already run to hand a glass of water to her brother, and said with heartache, "As time went by, Jin'er, this helpless child, slowly learned to seek benefits and avoid harm on his own. After he did something, the woman would happily hug him and kiss him, and he would be encouraged and continue to do it. But when he did something and was treated coldly by the woman, he would learn his lesson and slowly correct his mistakes..."
So, he changed his ways and stayed close to his brother.
He no longer wanted to be held by his brother, no longer saved delicious snacks for his brother, and finally, he no longer loved his brother.
Having said that, and seeing the two brothers getting along happily, Si Sangsang smiled with relief.
Look, how much her Jin'er likes her Long'er now.
This is the brotherhood she wants to see.
She hoped that Jin'er would love his brother like this for the rest of his life, make up for the mistakes he had made to his brother, and then let his brother open his heart to accept him as his younger brother...
She hopes that many years later when she returns to the modern era, her two children will still be able to love each other in Daning.
However, the two brothers opposite did not get along as happily as she had hoped.
Maybe it's a natural fate.
"Brother, Jin'er doesn't know how to massage your legs, but I can bring you a basin of hot water to wash your feet! It's cold, so just soaking in it will make you feel comfortable!"
After Si Jin handed the cup of water to his brother, he happily went to get hot water for his brother to soak his feet.
Feng Changye grabbed his arm helplessly and said, "Don't, or you'll get soaked."
It’s okay for a child of this age to pour a glass of water, but he doesn’t have that much strength to carry a basin of water, okay?
Si Jin thought for a moment and then said, "Then I'll get you a treasure, a treasure that will make you feel comfortable!"
After saying that, he ran happily into the room.
He fiddled with it for half a minute, then quickly ran out, hid his little hands behind his back, and ran to his brother like he was presenting a treasure.
He looked at his brother with bright eyes, "Brother, take off your shoes, hurry up!"
Feng Changye squinted his eyes and looked at him, wanting to see what he was up to, so he really took off his left shoe.
As soon as he finished taking off his clothes, Si Jin squatted down at his feet. Then she took out her little hand from behind her back and found that between her chubby fingers, she was holding a very shiny embroidery needle!
Seeing him actually holding the embroidery needle and preparing to stab her foot, Feng Changye was so scared that he immediately retracted his foot, "Si Jin! What are you doing!"
Si Jin was so frightened by his big reaction that she fell to the ground.
He sat on the ground, looking at his brother with an innocent face, "Acupuncture!"
Seeing his brother's unhappy expression, he cautiously pointed at his mother and said, "Mother has been out doing business lately. When she's very tired, she'll have someone come and give her acupuncture... Once the needle goes in, she'll feel better after a while..."
He turned around and looked at his mother blankly, "Right, mother?"
Si Sangsang: "..."
She raised her hand to support her forehead helplessly, "Jin'er! Tell me, should I praise you for being stupid or for being smart..."
Si Jin was confused and didn't know why his mother said that, but he still answered cleverly, "To praise Jin'er for being smart."
Si Sangsang looked at Feng Changye with a sullen face, then looked at his confused and ignorant son, and simply pulled Zhu Wuhuan out of the hall and headed straight for the kitchen.
She only left one sentence -
"Long'er, if you want to beat your brother, be gentle, dear."
“…” Si Jin looked at his mother’s back blankly.
Beat up your brother? Who is your brother?
He blinked, then suddenly got up and prepared to run!
Just as he took a step, his brother stretched out his big hand and grabbed the back of his collar. He struggled desperately, "Don't hit your brother! Brother, Jin'er is your brother! You are Jin'er's brother! Why are you hitting Jin'er!"
Feng Changye glanced at the embroidery needles thrown on the ground by Si Jin, sneered, and pressed the person on his legs.
"I won't beat you. I'll use my silver needle to prick you, so you can try whether it's comfortable or painful! Otherwise, if you use this silver needle on someone else in the future, you won't be able to get away with it!"
He curled his lips while picking up the embroidery needle.
Tsk, that’s great, I can take this opportunity to deal with this little thing!
He has been thinking about it for a long time! ...
A quarter of an hour later, Zhu Wuhuan, Si Sangsang and the cook prepared a sumptuous meal and brought it to the lobby.
In the lobby, Feng Changye sat there with his legs crossed, looking through Si Sangsang's plan. Si Jin, with red eyes, nestled obediently in his arms.
Seeing Si Sangsang coming in, Si Jin secretly glanced at his brother, then complained to his mother in a wronged tone, "Mom, my brother pricked me with a needle..."
He held out his little finger and said, "Look, it's all red."
Si Sangsang took a look at the little finger and couldn't even see the needle hole. He guessed that Long'er had scared him.
Si Sangsang laughed and said, "Brother pricked you? But weren't you the one who wanted to prick me with the needle first?"
Si Jin pouted, "I didn't know it would hurt. I thought the needles would be comfortable, so I wanted to prick my brother a little... But my brother knew it would hurt, and he still pricked me. He's mean."
Si Sangsang teased him deliberately, "Really? Then brother is quite bad, so mother will help you hurt brother too?"
When Si Jin saw Si Sangsang coming over, she was so scared that she immediately opened her arms to protect her brother, shaking her head desperately and shouting, "No, no, no, Mom, don't prick me! It hurts!"
Suddenly feeling protected, Feng Changye looked down at the little thing in his arms with some surprise, then slowly raised the corners of his mouth.
Si Jin looked up and saw his brother laughing, and wanted to laugh too.
But when he thought about how his brother had just held him down and stabbed him, he tightened his face again.
He looked up and said to Si Sangsang, "Mom, please help me hit my brother. Don't poke me. If you hit my brother, I won't be angry with him anymore."
Si Sangsang smiled and patted Feng Changye lightly, "Okay, Mom will help you beat your brother. Shake hands with your brother and become good friends. Let's go wash our hands and eat together."
Si Jin was satisfied. Seeing Si Sangsang turned around to arrange the dishes, he hugged Feng Changye's neck and whispered, "Brother, it hurts, right? Look, mother not only beats you, she also pricks you. It's Jin'er who is protecting you! You must love Jin'er in the future and don't prick her anymore, okay?"
"..." Feng Changye was at a loss whether to laugh or cry!
This scheming little dog, no wonder he grew up to be the sinister and treacherous King Jin. Even at such a young age, his mind is not simple!
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