Chapter 231 Brother? Sister?
The newspaper containing the story of the mischievous girl circulated among all the students in the class. By the end of the day, even students from the next class had heard that someone in their grade was already serializing a novel in the newspaper!
In the afternoon, the school bell rang to signal the end of the school term.
Students in black school uniforms walked out of the campus one after another.
Lou Yansui was surrounded by a group of familiar friends.
"Ah Sui, can't you really show us the rest of the story? I see you've already written a lot!"
"Your sister is your reader, and so am I."
"Ah Sui, I see you just wrote a new story today, let me take a look."
"No way." Lou Yansui clutched her schoolbag. "Mao Mao will be the first to see it."
Everyone sighed.
"Hey? Ah Sui, is that your sister?" someone suddenly asked.
Lou Yansui looked closely and sure enough, she saw a pink and tender little dumpling standing at the school gate, looking into the school with her head bobbing. Among the dark figures, the little dumpling in her yellow dress was like a ray of bright spring sunshine.
Lou Yansui's eyes lit up, and she immediately raised her hand and waved in that direction: "Mao Mao!"
Not far away, He Mingshu, who had also come out of the school and was rushing to the hospital, froze on the spot as if struck by lightning, and turned around in surprise.
Mao Mao spotted her brother in the crowd of black-clad people and happily skipped around, waving her little hand at him: "Brother!"
Lou Yansui happily pulled up the strap of her schoolbag and walked quickly towards her: "Mao Mao, you've come to pick me up from school again."
"Okay, let's pick up our brother."
The eldest wife held Mao Mao's hand and said with a smile, "We just came back from the hospital, and Mao Mao said she wanted to pick you up from school on the way."
Lou Yansui: "To the hospital?"
Mao Mao said, "Mao Mao is going to see Auntie."
Lou Yansui nodded and didn't ask any further questions.
A group of teenagers behind him also swarmed forward.
"Hello, Auntie. Hello, little sister."
"Little sister, I'm Asui's friend, do you remember me?"
"Little sister Mao Mao, Asui has written you another story!"
"Yes, he wrote a new story, but he won't let us see it. You should talk to him about it; we're his readers too!"
The boys started complaining all at once.
Mao Mao's eyes lit up: "Brother, you like Mao Mao's stories too?"
"Of course!"
“Starting today, I will follow Maomao’s story in the newspaper every day.”
"I'll be your number one... no, number two reader!"
Mao Mao nodded her little head vigorously and loudly echoed, "Mao Mao's story is great!"
Lou Yansui's lips curled up. Hearing his sister praising him so loudly in front of her friends, a light smile appeared in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
He took Mao Mao's little hand and said, "Alright, Mao Mao, it's time for us to go home."
"hold head high?"
Mao Mao looked at him, then at Jiang Cheng and the others.
He hadn't finished speaking yet.
Lou Yansui coldly led her younger sister toward the car: "Mao Mao, I've written a new story. I'll read it to you when we get home."
Mao Mao's attention was immediately diverted, and she happily followed her brother around like a little shadow.
The boys waved and laughed, "Goodbye, little sister Mao Mao."
"Ah Sui, see you tomorrow."
Mao Mao also waved goodbye to her brother's friends enthusiastically: "Bye-bye."
Her soft little face was pressed against the car window, her cheeks filled with a sweet smile, until the car drove away and her cute little face disappeared from everyone's sight.
Jiang Cheng and the others dispersed at the school gate and went home.
"He Mingshu? He Mingshu?"
He Mingshu snapped out of his daze upon hearing the sound.
He turned around and saw Teacher Shen standing beside him, looking at him with concern.
Shen Zhaolin: "He Mingshu, are you alright? Why are you standing here?"
"Huh? Oh..."
He Mingshu vaguely regained consciousness.
But I still can't recover from the shock of what I just saw.
Shen Zhaolin: "He Mingshu, classmate?"
He Mingshu responded absentmindedly, "How could it be..."
Shen Zhaolin asked with concern, "What is it?"
How could that 'Young lady from the Green Gang' be Lou Yansui's sister?!
His eyesight is excellent; he would never mistake it. His hearing is also excellent; he would never mishear it.
He also had a very good memory, and he vividly remembered that when his little benefactor led people to stop Master Deng's atrocities, her brother called her "Mao Mao".
And his little benefactor actually called Lou Yansui "brother" today!
In a flash, countless clues were strung together in He Mingshu's mind.
From the first time I was mistaken for someone else in the hospital, countless seemingly unrelated past events vividly resurfaced before my eyes.
Countless emotions surged in like a raging tide, overwhelming him. He Mingshu was like an overloaded machine, and for a moment, all that remained was the instinct to blink blankly.
Shen Zhaolin waved his hand in front of him: "He Mingshu? Are you alright? Have you been working too hard lately?"
Shen Zhaolin said with concern, "Although you have to take care of your mother, you also need to take care of your own health and not overwork yourself to the point of illness."
He Mingshu stared at him blankly, his eyes filled with surprise and fear: "Teacher Shen, I..."
Shen Zhaolin: "What?"
"My mother..." he stammered, "My mother... Lou's sister... saved my mother..."
"Oh." Shen Zhaolin suddenly realized.
He knew about He's mother's illness.
When he received the opportunity for free treatment, He Mingshu immediately shared the good news with him.
"So it was Mao Mao who helped you." Shen Zhaolin smiled knowingly and said, "She is indeed a warm-hearted, kind, and helpful girl."
They are also very cute and lovable.
He Mingshu quietly added, "Student Lou, Dr. Lou... they are all good people."
His unexpected good fortune was due to someone's favor towards him.
How can I describe this feeling in words?
The most beautiful words in the world cannot even begin to describe my little benefactor.
Shen Zhaolin reminded him, "Are you going to visit your mother today?"
He Mingshu suddenly came to his senses.
If we delay a bit, it will be getting late.
He hurriedly said goodbye to his teacher, "Goodbye, Teacher Shen!" and ran in a panic towards the hospital.
Holding his breath, he ran all the way to the hospital entrance before stopping. When he stopped, his breathing was so heavy it made his eardrums ring, and he felt pain with every breath.
He Mingshu stood at the door, calmed his breathing for a while, and slowly walked into the hospital.
Mother He was still lying on the hospital bed in the corner, the warm yellow sunset shining on her thin body.
"Xiao Shu, you're here." Mother He shared the good news with him: "Guess who came to see me today? Mao Mao! It's the young lady who helped us before."
"Hmm." He Mingshu slowly sat down by the hospital bed.
"I never expected that she would still care about my health. What a good girl."
"She also said that my wontons and rice cakes are delicious. I'll make them for her a lot when I'm discharged from the hospital."
Mother He reached out her hand, her hand, rough and swollen from years of hard work, and placed it on top of her son's hand. Her anxiety was conveyed through her fingertips: "Xiao Shu... I think I heard her call out 'Brother Lou' today."
A silent bond of affection flowed between mother and child.
Although they didn't communicate verbally, no one understood each other's feelings at that moment better than they did.
He Mingshu suddenly said, "Mom, let me read you a story."
"What story?"
He took a borrowed newspaper out of his schoolbag, turned to the children's supplement, and began to read it aloud in a low voice.
In the story, Maomao was rescued by a kind person while he was a stray, and he had a hearty meal with his tabby cat.
At night, they lay in their little nest made of newspapers, the two of them happily thinking.
Oh my god.
They must have encountered a kind deity.
...
On the other side, there was also someone who was thinking about Mao Mao.
As Shen Zhaolin flipped through the calendar, watching a certain day circled in red approach, his mood improved day by day.
His birthday is coming soon, and that kind and lovely little girl will soon be visiting his home.
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