Chapter 6: Completely Captivating Each of Her Brothers
Lou Hongjian, the third young master of the Lou family, has just returned from studying in France. He doesn't have a proper job yet and is a playboy who spends all his time playing with his friends. He went out yesterday and only just returned now.
He was wearing a fashionable white suit, with a sharp tailoring. Although they were all suits, it looked better on him than on others.
Lou Hongjian entered the room and immediately saw the little baby leaning against his mother.
He studied art and also liked pretty things. Coincidentally, this little baby was exquisitely beautiful, as cute as a doll sold in a department store.
His peach-blossom eyes smiled before he spoke, and he asked, "Whose child is this?"
The first wife half-embraced Mao Mao: "She's from our family."
"Our family?" Lou Hongjian sat down on the other side of the sofa. "Mom, when did you give birth to my little sister?"
"Don't talk nonsense. This is Mao Mao. She came with Fifth Madam and will be your younger sister from now on." First Madam looked him up and down, noticing he was still dressed the same as yesterday, and frowned. "You didn't come back last night again?"
"I wasn't fooling around outside; I was with Young Master Feng to discuss serious matters."
The first wife shook her head: "You should go and find a proper job; that's the real thing to do."
Lou Hongjian avoided answering and asked again, "What were you talking about just now, the 'hand of wealth'?"
"You mean Mao Mao?"
The first wife told him what she had just heard.
"Really? It's that effective?" Lou Hongjian asked in surprise.
Second Aunt chimed in, "It's true! Mao Mao's mom lost all morning, but as soon as Mao Mao came, she started winning. And when it was my turn, I started winning too. It's really effective!"
Lou Hongjian looked at the child again.
Mao Mao was sleepy and reacted slowly. After being stared at for a while, he finally called out slowly, "Brother."
Lou Hongjian took her small hand in his, his peach blossom eyes smiling: "Is this hand really that effective? You bless your brother too, and when your brother gets rich, I'll buy you a pretty little dress."
"skirt?"
Mao Mao was not in a good mood. She yawned, and her dark, round eyes became misty.
Lou Hongjian was just saying it casually; he didn't really believe in any get-rich-quick schemes.
After playing with the child, he turned around and asked, "Ah Chun, where's today's newspaper?"
The maid brought him the newspaper, and he flipped through it, finally finding the column he wanted in the sports section.
Lou Hongjian circled it with a pen, marking it as important. What he circled was a preview of a horse race.
In addition to the race schedule, there is also information about several racehorses.
Lou Hongjian looked through the newspaper one by one. As he turned the page, he caught a glimpse of the child dozing off. Suddenly, an idea struck him. He unfolded the newspaper in front of her and asked, "Little Mao Mao, which horse do you think will win?"
"Horse? Where is it?"
Mao Mao perked up, sat up straight, and looked at the newspaper. It was filled with dense text, and she didn't recognize a single word.
Lou Hongjian patiently asked, "From number 1 to number 12, which one do you choose?"
Mao Mao thought for a moment: "Number 3."
"Number 3?"
Lou Hongjian flipped back to read the introduction. Horse No. 3 was an experienced old horse, but it had never achieved any outstanding results and was on the verge of retirement. It was the least favored of all the racehorses.
Lou Hongjian shook his head and immediately marked number 7, which he had his eye on.
Horse number 7 has won several championships and has the highest winning percentage in this horse race.
"Ah Chun, I'm going to sleep until the afternoon. Remember to wake me up before Dad comes home."
The first wife exclaimed "Oh!" before she could stop him; he had already taken the newspaper and gone upstairs to catch up on his sleep.
Watching his figure disappear at the top of the stairs, the first wife sighed, "He's such a worry."
“The Third Young Master went out to play with Young Master Feng. I heard that he is the son of the Feng family in Lingcheng, not one of those idle playboys,” the Second Concubine comforted him.
The first wife sighed, "It doesn't matter who he hangs out with, he just plays around all day long, doesn't look for a proper job, and hangs out in dance halls and theaters. He was just watching a horse race. When I said a few words to him, he said he wanted to pursue freedom. He's not as steady as Asui."
The second concubine speculated: "The Feng family in Lingcheng is a large merchant family. Perhaps the Third Young Master is playing with Young Master Feng because he wants to do business?"
"Doing business?"
The first wife shook her head and said nothing more.
She patted the little girl nestled in her arms: "Never mind, I'd rather worry about lunch than him. Mao Mao, what do you want to eat?"
Mao Mao sat up straight with a "whoosh," her eyes wide open, and said happily, "Mao Mao, eat meat!"
"Alright, I'll have Zhang Ma make you braised pork." The First Madam said, bowing her head, "How about you have lunch with Ah Sui later?"
"OK!"
...
Lou Hongjian slept until dusk before getting up.
General Lou hasn't returned yet, so the maid hasn't come to call him either.
But he was starving, so after lying down for a short while, he slipped on his slippers and went downstairs to find something to eat.
He lived on the third floor. As soon as he came down one flight of stairs, he heard a childish, clear laugh. Lou Hongjian subconsciously followed the sound and found that it was coming from his fourth brother's room.
Fourth brother?
Lou Hongjian quickly remembered his new younger sister.
When his fourth brother had the accident, he was studying abroad. By the time the news reached the other side of the ocean, he had flown back. Lou Yansui had already fallen into a depressed mood, and no amount of comforting or consoling from him could help.
If he said any more, Lou Yansui would kick him out.
But now, the fourth brother actually let people into his room to play?
Lou Hongjian was puzzled. He stood there listening for a while, and was even more surprised to find that he heard another laugh. It belonged to his younger brother.
His brother actually laughed?
Lou Hongjian didn't disturb him. He went down the stairs and sat down at the dining table, still puzzled.
"Ah Chun," he asked the maid, "when did your sister arrive?"
He leaves late and returns early every day, has he missed something?
The maid said, "She came yesterday with the Fifth Madam."
Lou Hongjian was incredulous: "You only arrived yesterday? And you're already so close to Ah Sui today?"
Maid: "The Fourth Young Master eats lunch with Miss Mao Mao. With Miss Mao Mao around, the Fourth Young Master eats more."
"real?"
"Not only that, the young master also gave Miss Mao a bullet."
Lou Hongjian was taken aback: "Really? My brother isn't even that good to me!"
Footsteps came from outside the door; someone was coming home.
Lou Hongjian quickly put down his crossed legs, straightened his robe, and sat up straight. He only relaxed when the other person entered the room and he saw that it was Lou Heming, who had just returned from work.
"Second Brother."
Lou Heming saw that he was wearing a bathrobe, his hair was messy, and he was wearing slippers. He knew that he had just gotten up. Lou Heming said with a disapproving look, "You've been out all night again? It's not good for your health. You may be young, but you should take care of yourself."
"I know, I know." Lou Hongjian let it go in one ear and out the other, impatient with his rambling. Seeing a book tucked under his arm, he pointed it out and asked, "Second Brother, what's that?"
Lou Heming handed it to him to see.
It turned out to be a fairy tale book translated from abroad.
Lou Hongjian was surprised: "Second Brother, you like watching this?"
"This is for Mao Mao." Lou Heming adjusted his glasses. "Have you met Mao Mao? She's our new little sister."
Lou Hongjian looked down at the fairy tale book, then looked up at him.
This is truly shocking.
He hadn’t been home for just one night, so how did a little devil suddenly enter his house and bewitch all his brothers?
And that little devil was just a three-and-a-half-year-old toddler!
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