"Honey, I feel like there's something wrong with that brat Tingche."
Huo Xiaocheng looked at Chunying applying makeup in front of the mirror, came up behind her, took the comb, and said.
The beauty was still a beauty; a slight raise of her eyebrows made the person behind her stare wide-eyed. The woman smiled and nudged him twice.
"Hurry up and comb your hair, we need to go out and help out later."
The man moved his hand, and Chunying continued speaking.
"You just noticed something was wrong?"
"Hmm?" Huo Xiaocheng asked doubtfully.
"There are so many ladies in the brothel, yet he only makes clothes for Long'er. Even my mother and Madam Hua don't have any, but Long'er does."
“Tingche certainly didn’t mean it that way at first, but Long’er has grown up.”
"If it weren't for Pingyang County, the Huo family's doorstep would have been worn down long ago."
"Besides, do you think there aren't any people in the county who like her?"
Listening to Chunying's string of words, the man was somewhat incredulous. He knew his sister was beautiful and outstanding, but over the years, he had almost never thought about Huo Xiaolong getting married.
Whether it's marrying into another family or marrying into their family, they find it somewhat unacceptable.
"Impossible. Over the years, who else has been by Long'er's side besides Lan Tingche and that chubby grandson Yang?"
"Not to mention liking it."
After Chunying finished drawing her eyebrows, she turned to look at her husband and said...
"Do you still remember that kid who was knocked out by Long'er during the county school martial arts competition?"
Huo Xiaocheng shook his head, having forgotten.
"That kid from the Feng family, his sister really craved a soulmate."
“When you, Dad, and Erhei are not home, that kid often hangs around the entrance of Hualiu Lane, just hoping to run into Long’er.”
Hearing this, the man pursed his lips, somewhat angry, but then Chunying continued...
"Later, he was driven away by Tingche."
"Why didn't you tell me about these things before?" Huo Xiaocheng asked.
“I wanted to tell you too, but look at her.”
Chunying pushed open the window and looked at Huo Xiaolong, who was playing with Hou Xiangxiang and the two children, digging in the dirt under the tree. She asked him a question.
Is it necessary?
"Fengyue Tower used to be a brothel. I've never seen a young woman with budding desire digging in the dirt. Hou Xiangxiang is almost twenty, and she's still digging in the dirt with our little sister."
"Da Ni'er, think about how old you are. Do you still treat them like children?"
Huo Xiaocheng was a little unsure how to describe his current feelings. It's common for a gentleman to pursue a beautiful lady, and it's normal for someone to like Huo Xiaolong. He was angry, but his sister was such a grown-up and still didn't know how to care about anything.
"Why don't you teach her?" the man asked.
“What do I need to teach her? She knew about menstruation when she was four years old. Everything I wear and use now was made by our little sister.”
"It's not that she doesn't understand, it's that she doesn't want to."
The woman pointed to Lan Tingche, who was sitting to the side, and said...
“Look at his appearance, then look at your man, then look at Lu Wangji and Master Miao. Husband, I’ve seen too many good-looking people in my life.”
"Don't worry, no one can make her suffer."
Huo Xiaocheng nodded and was pulled by Chunying to change into new clothes and leave the room, but he was still getting angrier the more he thought about it.
He walked up to Lan Tingche and said...
What are you looking at?
"She is your sister."
These two sentences made the meaning clear. Lan Tingche relaxed. He was afraid the Huo family men wouldn't understand. The handsome man let out a long breath and said with a smile.
"Ryuu will always be my sister."
"But if one day she doesn't want to be my sister anymore, I'd be more than happy."
"I heard that some unwanted suitors came by while we were away?" Huo Xiaocheng asked, sitting down next to him.
“He wasn’t a nymphomaniac, just a suitor. He knew he wasn’t good enough for her, so he left.”
Lan Yi and the Xiao family's secret guards on the rooftop were already used to it. Not good enough? They left on their own? Well said. Wasn't it when you dressed up as a peacock and flaunted the Zhennan Prince's token in front of people back then?
By the way,
“Sister Long’er is exceptionally talented and will surely achieve great things in the future. The man who is with her must be capable of becoming a high-ranking official.”
Huo Xiaocheng didn't want to say anything more and kicked out directly. The two fought each other. Huo Xiaolong, who heard the fighting, looked up and then continued digging in the dirt with the two children.
"Your brother and Tingche got into a fight," Hou Xiangxiang said, nudging Huo Xiaolong twice with her shoulder.
"It's okay, it won't break."
"Do you know why they fought?"
"I've been playing with you here the whole time, how would I know why they were fighting?"
To outsiders, it might look like they were just digging a hole and playing with the dirt, but in reality, Huo Xiaolong and Hou Xiangxiang were helping Cen Siman dispose of the body and cover up the crime. This kid has created something with tremendous destructive power again.
They put the iron needles, nails, and saltpeter together, then lit a fire—bang!—and it exploded.
As the little girl handed the item to Huo Xiaolong, she said with a grin.
"Auntie, here you go, take it to fight the Xiongnu."
"What is this thing?"
"You start the fire, and nails fly everywhere. You come here, I'll demonstrate for you."
Cen Siman placed two iron shields in front of Hou Xiangxiang and Huo Xiaolong, then ran to light a fire. The sound of the fire masked the noise from her own backyard, otherwise the child would have been beaten again today.
"Siman, you should do less of this stuff in the future, okay? Only do it when your aunt can't beat you." Huo Xiaolong kept digging and muttered to himself.
"Then we'll miss the deadline," Xiao Siman said, pouting.
"Your aunt won't lose, don't worry," Hou Xiangxiang comforted her from the side.
The fireworks display lasted exceptionally long this night, Hou Xiangxiang said, sitting next to Huo Xiaolong.
"After the New Year, are you going to... go to the grasslands?"
"Can I come with you?"
The girl turned her head and looked at Hou Xiangxiang, who was dressed festively today, and said...
"Of course I have to take you with me."
"Not only you, but also my chuunibyou sister has to go."
“Then let’s go together and come back together,” Hou Xiangxiang said with a smile.
"Alright, let's go together and come back together."
Lan Tingche sat below Aunt Cen, exchanging toasts with the elders. His handsome face was slightly flushed. He looked up at the girl who made him feel at home and smiled.
His preferences are not important; what matters is what Huo Xiaolong wants to do.
He could wash his hands and cook for her, and he could also take up a sword to slay the Xiongnu for her.
When you like someone, you want them to be happy and become a better person.
It would be even better if she had any improper thoughts about herself.
He agreed that it was fine if it wasn't available.
The girl on the rooftop was talking to her friends, and she looked especially radiant in the dazzling fireworks.
Lan Tingche felt that the best thing he had ever done in his life was to run away from home. Looking at his aunt in Uncle Zhao's arms, he thought that Long'er could do things faster, even faster.
There are no dramatic moments, only a steady, enduring love; when it comes to feelings, no one can force them.
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