Chapter 143 Wen Shu dare not dream
Upon hearing this, Wen Shu hurriedly pulled Wen Nuo's sleeve and lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Cheng Qingmeng.
He is just a slave, how can he be someone's brother?
Wen Nuo ignored Wen Shu's fear at the moment, looked at Cheng Qingmeng, whose eyes were slightly swollen, and said:
"Sister Meng, are you willing to let Wen Shu be your big brother?"
Cheng Qingmeng looked at the timid Wen Shu and felt very uncomfortable. She did not dare to hesitate at all. "I am willing to let Wen Shu be my big brother. She is my big brother."
Wen Shu was startled. Why did her voice change? He looked up at her in disbelief.
She...she really cried.
Why?
Why is she crying?
Looking at her slightly swollen eyes at this moment, Wen Shu felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.
He didn't know what it was.
He only knew that the beautiful young lady in front of him couldn't cry, otherwise it would look ugly.
"Little brother, did you hear that? Sister Meng is willing to let you be her big brother. Are you happy?"
"And me." Jiang Shiyun hurried forward, and Wen Shu subconsciously took half a step back.
Jiang Shiyun stopped in time, "You are Cousin Meng's elder brother, so I am your younger cousin. My name is Jiang Shiyun, and Cousin Meng is Cheng Qingmeng."
Jiang Shiyun pulled Song Yu over again and said, "She is our eldest cousin, her name is Song Yu, so you are her eldest cousin. I will write down the names of the three of us sisters now."
Wen Shu's eyes were filled with fear, and his body couldn't help but tremble.
He must be dreaming.
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
He is just a lowly slave. How can he be the elder brother or cousin of beautiful young ladies with good family backgrounds?
"Brother." Cheng Qingmeng reached out and held his wrist, soothing him softly, "Don't be afraid, come with me."
Wen Shu instantly calmed down when he smelled the fragrance emanating from her body, and followed Cheng Qingmeng obediently to the bronze mirror.
"Look, don't we look a bit alike?"
Wen Shu looked at the somewhat distorted portrait in the bronze mirror and shook his head.
How could he look like the daughter of the Cheng family?
However, at this moment, standing side by side with her, looking at himself in the bronze mirror who was obviously shorter than her, he did not feel inferior but had delusions in his heart.
He wanted to be her big brother.
The thought came to his mind and he pressed it down in an instant.
"Hehe..." Wen Nuo suddenly smiled and stood in front of the bronze mirror, looking up at the two of them, "Honestly, little brother, you and Sister Meng look alike when standing together."
Wen Shu shook his head.
"Little brother, you don't believe me? Wait half an hour. I've sent someone to get that priceless, crystal-clear glass mirror. Then you'll believe what I say."
"Cousin." Jiang Shiyun handed over the written name. "The name is written, take a look."
Cheng Qingmeng took the paper, pulled Wen Shu to sit at the table, released Wen Shu's wrist, and pointed to his name on the paper, "Cheng Qingmeng, this is my name, you have to remember it."
Wen Shu subconsciously held Cheng Qingmeng's wrist with the hand under the table and nodded repeatedly.
"This is my cousin's name, Song Yu, and this is my cousin Yun's name, Jiang Shiyun. The Jiang family is my maternal grandparents' family, and also your maternal grandparents' family."
Cheng Qingmeng picked up the pen and wrote down the names of Jiang Yunshu and Jiang Yunwan.
"Jiang Yunshu is my mother, your mother too. Jiang Yunwan is my mother's older sister, and my cousin is her daughter... and then there's my uncle and my aunt..."
Wen Shu listened quietly and only nodded slightly in response, for fear of snubbing Miss Cheng's enthusiasm.
But there was no big ripple in my heart.
He was sure he was dreaming and hadn't woken up yet.
Song Yu was observing from the side, and seeing that Wen Shu looked calm and had no emotion in his eyes, he knew that he didn't believe it.
It seems that the Yu family not only beat him physically, but also tortured him mentally and treated him like a slave.
Jiang Mansion
"I'm sorry to ask Madam Cheng to keep Shushu in mind while she's pregnant. The house has everything you need, so she should keep these nourishing products for herself."
"Madam Jiang, these were originally prepared by the old lady for you. You are at your parents' home to take care of your pregnancy. My old lady is worried that she won't be able to eat or sleep well."
Feng Yingying smiled and said, "Don't worry, Madam Cheng. Shushu is taking good care of this baby. I guarantee she'll have a big, fat grandson in six months."
"Yes, yes." Old Madam Jiang smiled and echoed, "Madame Niu, go back and reassure my in-laws. With so many of us watching over Shushu, I'm sure she'll be able to take good care of the baby. She's anxious to have a grandson, and I'm anxious for my little grandson to be the first one I see when I regain my sight. Go back and tell her not to compete with me for him."
"Okay, okay." Nanny Niu glanced at Jiang Yunshu, who was lying lazily on the side. "Old Madam Jiang, I will go back to the mansion and tell my old lady right away."
"Okay, let the three sisters come back quickly."
Niu Ma said, "Don't worry, they are on their way back..."
Feng Yingying was surprised. The three sisters are back?
Aren’t we going to check the darkroom tonight?
After seeing off Nanny Niu, Feng Yingying went to find Jiang Yunwan, leaving Jiang Yunshu alone in Old Madam Jiang's room.
"Shushu, aren't you going back to Zhichun Garden?"
"Mom, I want to spend more time with you."
"Your mother-in-law cares about you quite a bit."
Jiang Yunshu pursed her lips. She was concerned about the baby in her belly.
"Yeah, my mother-in-law has always been nice to me."
"Wanwan, just now Nanny Niu said that the three sisters are on their way back home."
Jiang Yunwan thought of Song Yu's unusual behavior today, "Maybe he found the secret room and came back."
Wen Shu wrote the three words "Jiang Yunshu" stroke by stroke. His handwriting was crooked and ugly. He looked at Cheng Qingmeng with a face full of shame.
"Don't worry, take your time. The more you practice, the better your writing will be. Okay, I won't write today. Go lie down on the couch and rest for a while."
Cheng Qingmeng saw sweat on his forehead again and was afraid that he would faint.
Wen Shu shook his head. He was indeed feeling a little tired.
But he preferred to let Miss Cheng teach him how to write.
It's not that he wants to be someone else's big brother, but the fragrance emanating from her body is familiar and makes him feel at ease.
Song Yu and Jiang Shiyun sat opposite him and stared at him, and he was no longer afraid.
"Little brother." Seeing that he was disobedient, Wen Nuo hurried forward and carried him to the couch with his chubby little body.
Wen Shu couldn't resist and could only let Wen Nuo hold him.
As soon as Wen Shu's butt touched the couch, the voice of the shopkeeper of the Wen family's cloth shop came in, "Master, the large glass mirror has been delivered."
"Everyone outside should step back."
"yes."
"Little brother, hold on for a while and go look under the glass mirror. What I say will not be false."
"Let's go, big brother." Cheng Qingmeng smiled and stretched out his hand to Wen Shu.
Wen Shu looked at the hand she extended, raised it slightly, and then quickly put it down.
Seeing this, Cheng Qingmeng immediately grabbed his wrist, carefully pulled him out, and stood him in front of the large glass mirror.
Song Yu and Jiang Shiyun also came over.
"Little brother, take a closer look, do you look a bit like Sister Meng?"
Wen Shu looked at his own clear reflection in the glass mirror for a moment before daring to look at Cheng Qingmeng in the mirror.
Wen Shu's calm eyes suddenly widened. He quickly raised his hands to rub his eyes and looked into the mirror again.
This... is indeed somewhat similar.
The face shape, nose and ears are very similar!
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