Chapter 11: Meeting Xie Yan
"Xiao Xin was lucky to be able to save his life."
"Afterwards, Lu Miao first claimed that it was Xiao Xin who forced her to go skating, and then she was too scared to say anything when she saw Xiao Xin fall into the water."
"Since then, I have hated Lu Miao even more."
"She also knew this and gradually distanced herself from me and became jealous of me."
Lu Mingchao's originally calm expression suddenly turned gloomy.
Being stupid means that Lu Xin’s life is almost over.
"Second brother, was your hand also injured by her?" Lu Mingchao pursed his lips into a thin line, and his voice was covered with frost.
Lu Yao had difficulty opening the five fingers of his right hand. The hideous scar was like a centipede coiled on his fingers, baring its fangs and claws, looking extremely ferocious.
Looking closer, Lu Mingchao became more and more frightened.
If the wound had been deeper, the finger might have been lost.
"I guess so." Lu Yao felt the scar with his other hand.
The sound was light and faint, like the cool wine on the small red clay stove, which could not help but stir up some indescribable emotions in people's hearts.
"It was just that she went to the mountains to pick mushrooms on a whim and stepped on a trap. When my family went to look for her, she stumbled and pushed me down. There happened to be a sharpened bamboo stick lying there."
"My right hand can no longer bend and stretch flexibly. Before I could shed tears, she was already sobbing and gasping for breath."
"I passed the examination and was preparing to continue the provincial examination."
"Luckily it was just the right hand, not the eye."
The memories were so heavy that he could hardly breathe.
Every coincidence is an endless mockery.
If it was such a coincidence, Lu Miao was undoubtedly the reincarnation of a lucky star.
Lu Mingchao felt a bitter taste in his throat. Born into a peasant family, he had studied very hard for more than a decade. How desperate he must have felt to have his right hand broken.
If anyone dares to deliberately destroy her hand before her college entrance examination, then they will all die! Let's die together!
Is it really hard to get up at five or six in the morning and not have time to rest until eleven at night?
Do you really think anyone would be willing to go back to the days where they can only choose one between eating and washing their hair, and the moment they look up they have to sit quietly in a room and learn a few words?
Lu Miao, you are a thief!
"No, she's sick, right?"
"In terms of self-cultivation, I am not as good as my second brother."
"If I were the second brother, Lu Miao might not have had the chance to become the daughter of a marquis."
Lu Yao tilted her head slightly, her stern expression gradually melting away like an iceberg, her brows relaxed, adding a bit of indescribable beauty.
"Why are you so angry?"
"I'm just angry." Lu Mingchao's face was full of anger.
Lu Yao found it very amusing and poked Lu Mingchao's chubby cheeks. "It's not that I'm magnanimous, but there's really no need for me to ruin my life because of Lu Miao."
"Two years later, my left hand has become proficient in writing."
Lu Mingchao patted Lu Yao's hand gently and said, "That's right."
"Second brother, why hasn't the eldest brother gotten married yet?"
At Lu Lei's age, under normal circumstances, a child can already cook soy sauce.
"I heard that noble ladies in the capital are not allowed to leave their houses easily. You are so curious, isn't your life boring?" Lu Yao said with a playful look. "Also, my brother has a lover."
With just a few words, the Lu Ming Chao fried food was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.
"Do you look down on Big Brother?" Lu Mingchao's eyes widened and his mouth opened unconsciously.
Lu Yao shook his head and said, "Don't underestimate me, big brother."
"My eldest brother and the little daughter of the teacher of the private school in the town fell in love, but the affair between Lu Miao and Xie Yan was a hot topic. The teacher was very polite and believed that the family tradition of Lu's family was not right, so he did not allow his daughter to have any contact with my eldest brother."
"Is Lu Miao really not the reincarnation of a lucky star?" Lu Mingchao's mouth twitched slightly, and he complained incoherently.
None of the three Lu brothers were spared.
"I don't know if he is lucky or not, but it is certain that he has a bad heart and a small temper."
Lu Yao said that this was by no means slander.
"That means good days have come for our family." Lu Mingchao's eyes sparkled. He stood on tiptoe and patted Lu Yao's shoulder. "The Yongning Marquis's Mansion is a big family with a great business. It will definitely be able to withstand Lu Miao's hardships."
"Brother, after all the hardships come the silver lining and your new life will be smooth sailing."
"You are so disrespectful." Lu Yao took a step back and continued, "But, I like hearing such auspicious words. I won't bother with you this time."
Lu Mingchao: Tsk, so arrogant.
Just when Lu Mingchao thought the conversation was coming to an end, Lu Yao stammered uncomfortably, "Have they been good to you over the years?"
Lu Mingchao's eyelashes trembled, and he thought for a moment, "Splendid clothes and delicious food should be considered good."
"But these good things are waiting to be sold at a price."
Originally, she was provided with all the necessary food, clothing, housing and transportation in the Marquis' Mansion, and she stood out among her peers. Not only was she the legitimate daughter of the Marquis' Mansion, but she also married Gu Huai, the eldest son of the Zhenguo Mansion.
The golden turtle son-in-law is naturally inlaid with gold edges.
"Second brother will work harder in the future." Lu Yao's eyes flickered, and there seemed to be a hint of coldness.
Since Lu Miao has no relation to him, he should take revenge if he has any grudges, that's justice, right?
He is still young, and it doesn't mean that he will never be able to get past the Yongning Marquis Mansion in his entire life.
The winter wind and snow hit the window frames, leaving no trace but with a clear and audible sound.
Lu Yao looked at the lively little sister in front of him, who showed signs of anger and joy, and felt an inexplicable warmth flowing in his heart.
As night fell, the door of the courtyard swayed gently in the breeze, making a slight sound. In the distance, Lu Lei's voice could be vaguely heard in the wind.
"I'll go open it, I'll go open it." Lu Mingchao happily lifted the thick door curtain and stepped over the threshold. "Dad and big brother must want to see me the most."
Lu Yao's expression was unspeakably soft at this moment.
May the old days never return, and may the new life be smooth and happy.
Lu Chunsheng and Lu Lei, who were collecting firewood, carried bundles of firewood on their backs.
The father and son both had the same smile on their faces.
"Go back to the house quickly. It's freezing." Lu Chunsheng urged Lu Mingchao.
Lu Lei was tidying up the firewood as usual, while Lu Chunsheng was pulled away by Yunniang who was busy in the kitchen. After a while, Lu Chunsheng disappeared in the snow again.
Lu Mingchao knew that this was to look for Xie Yan.
"Nervous?"
At some point, Lu Yao appeared beside Lu Mingchao again.
Lu Mingchao shook his head and whispered, "To be honest, second brother, I'm a little excited."
Lu Yao: …
"I know that my second brother is not a pedantic person, so I dare to speak frankly." Lu Mingchao continued.
"We don't know each other, so why should we be nervous?"
In less than two quarters of an hour, Lu Chunsheng and Xie Yan arrived one after another.
It's completely dark now.
The flickering dim candlelight is the only light on a winter night.
A flash of surprise flashed across Lu Mingchao's eyes.
At first glance, he is tall, with an extraordinary bearing, first-class skin and bones. The coarse cloth clothes do not detract from his handsomeness in the slightest. He is like a jade tree planted between black mountains and white water, standing quietly in front of the door, as if he can make the room a little brighter.
The scar under the corner of his eye is more like a medal, injecting a sense of murderousness and coldness into his whole person.
Isn't this the exact template of the Young General?
It turns out that the phrase "a humble but brilliant life" is realistic.
Be my person】