Chapter 217 The fake sister is useless
"Du Zhixu," Feng Yingying said, "is your biological parents' third son, your third brother. He went away a while ago and seems to have just returned."
Cheng Qingmeng said, "As for your eldest and second brothers, they are both at the border. You will be able to see them in a few days. They are not often seen. But your third brother looks very much like the Marquis' wife. He must look like you and will dote on you very much."
"Sister Yu." Jiang Yunwan held her hand and said, "Let's go. Your father and I will accompany you to see your third brother."
Song Mingen and Jiang Yunwan were looking forward to the three brothers.
I hope they can treat Song Yu sincerely, pamper her and protect her.
Wen Nuo also followed, and when he reached the door, he remembered that he couldn't leave Wen Shu alone in the room.
Wen Shu saw him coming back and hurriedly pushed him out, "Ah... go..."
"You want me to follow you?"
Wen Shu nodded.
"I'm leaving now. You'll be so lonely in your room. I want to be with your little brother."
Wen Shu shook his head and pushed him out the door.
He is so old, but he still needs someone to accompany him.
Wen Nuo's chubby little body squeezed in again and took out a black gold ingot mask from the closet, "Little brother, let's go together, put it on quickly."
The living room in the front yard of the Jiang family.
"Third Young Master, the old lady has repeatedly warned you not to tell the young lady that she and Miss Zhihuan should become sisters."
Hongyu, the maid sent by Nanny Qiao, had to speak out to remind her.
Du Zhixu glanced at her.
Grandma is really worried about him.
How could he say that?
He was also worried that his sister would not like him as a brother.
Du Zhixu sat on the armchair with sweat on his hands. He took out a small mirror from time to time to look at himself, fearing that his face was dirty and his hair was greasy.
I can't leave a good impression on my own sister.
Seeing that no one had arrived yet, Du Zhixu couldn't help but worry that his sister didn't want to see him and didn't recognize him as her brother.
He stood up, walked to the door and looked up towards the backyard.
"Aze, will my sister come?"
Yang Ze said: "Master, don't worry. The young lady will come over. You are her biological brother."
After two breaths, a group of maids and old women appeared in sight.
"Master, here I come."
Du Zhixu couldn't wait to walk out and looked at the corners of everyone's eyes.
I took a quick look around but didn't see the familiar beauty mole, and I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
Does your sister not want to see him?
However, his eyes unconsciously turned to Song Mingen.
Among all the female relatives, there was only one big man, Song Mingen, who was handsome and had an extraordinary demeanor, and it was hard to ignore him.
Is this my sister’s adoptive father?
Song Mingen pursed her lips slightly and looked him up and down. This boy really looked a bit like Sister Yu.
Will he be like his parents, wanting to raise a younger sister but also be her biological sister?
Du Zhixu felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Song Mingen, and the words he was about to say were stuck in his mouth.
Why does it feel like meeting the parents?
He has parents.
Song Yu, who was hiding behind Jiang Yunwan, was about to tilt his head to look.
Jiang Yunwan hurriedly pulled Cheng Qingmeng, and Cheng Qingmeng raised his hand and pushed Song Yu's head back.
Feng Yingying smiled and stepped forward, breaking the current atmosphere. "Mr. Du San, how did you find time to come to my Jiang Mansion today?"
"Madam Jiang, I just returned to the capital today and learned that my biological sister is in the Jiang Mansion. I specially brought gifts to meet her." Du Zhixu looked at Song Mingen and Jiang Yunwan. "If I am not mistaken, they are my sister's adoptive parents?"
Feng Yingying smiled and nodded. Du Zhixu hurried forward and bowed, "Junior Du Zhixu greets uncle and aunt."
Song Mingen said, "I don't deserve it. Please excuse me."
Du Zhixu was no longer reserved. He looked up at Song Mingen, who indeed looked nothing like Madam Wu. "Uncle Song, you look familiar. I think I've seen you somewhere before."
"Mr. Du San." Feng Yingying said, "My eldest brother-in-law doesn't look like Song Mingzhu. You've seen it wrong."
"Mrs. Jiang, I often go south, and I might have seen you briefly in Jiangnan. I wonder if your uncle is doing business there?"
Song Mingen smiled and said, "I guess so."
This is the first time someone has talked about his face since he came to Beijing.
In Jiangnan, he either stayed in the village or wore a mask most of the time, and only showed up when he was working as a lawyer.
He had no impression of the person in front of him. The only possibility was that he had seen his family before, but not the familiar kind.
He intuitively felt that he didn't need to look for his family, as they would come to him directly.
It is more likely that they will come to assassinate him directly.
"Mr. Du San, think carefully about whether it is possible that you have seen my eldest brother-in-law in the capital."
Feng Yingying couldn't wait to find Song Mingen's family.
It has been so long since he returned to Beijing, but Ming'en hasn't looked for his family.
Now there is a clue that cannot be missed!
Du Zhixu looked at Song Mingen again and said, "Didn't we meet once in the capital?"
Feng Yingying didn't give up. "Take a closer look and recall the past."
Jiang Yunwan also looked at Du Zhixu expectantly.
Du Zhixu felt a little helpless. He came to see his biological sister, not his biological sister's adoptive father.
Saying he looked familiar was just a way of trying to be friendly, but I had indeed seen him somewhere before.
"Sister-in-law," Song Mingen said, "My biological parents should have passed away long ago. If they are still alive, they must be very old. How could the Du family's third son have ever seen them? He is trying to get close to me and bring Sister Yu back to the Du family."
Song Mingen looked at Du Zhixu and said, "If you have this idea, I'm afraid it will be in vain. Sister Yu won't go to the Du family with you."
"Uncle~"
Song Mingen said indifferently, "Mr. Du San, I'm not your father's brother. Don't call me so affectionate. Tell me, what do you want to see Sister Yu for?"
"Uncle Song, I just wanted to see my sister. I came here as soon as I heard about this. This is my gift to my sister."
Du Zhixu hurriedly handed the box to Jiang Yunwan, "I... I didn't know what my sister would like, so I picked out these two gifts. I hope she likes them. I'll find many more gifts for her in the future, and I'll also make up for the birthday gifts she's been late for nearly fourteen years."
Song Mingen pursed his lips. What he said was nice, but who knew if he would do something to make Sister Yu unhappy.
"Aunt, these are Dongzhu and sandalwood gold hairpins. They are very valuable."
Cheng Qingmeng looked at the things in the brocade box and felt that it was definitely not as good as the one given to Du Zhihuan.
Du Zhixu is famous for doting on his younger sister.
Coming here at this hour, I must have given Du Zhihuan the best!
I feel a bit sorry for my cousin!
"Sister Yu, do you like it?" Jiang Yunwan no longer hid it from Song Yu, and quickly turned around to show her the things in the brocade box.
When Du Zhixu saw Song Yu's face, surprise flashed in his eyes.
My sister looks like my mother!
"Mmm, very pretty."
Song Yu looked past Jiang Yunwan at Du Zhixu.
Du Zhixu looked at Song Yu staring at him, and his ears couldn't help but turn red.
Seeing this, Song Yu pursed her lips slightly. The third brother was really handsome. He looked like his biological mother. It was a pity that he didn't have a red mole or Buddha ears.
The eldest and second brothers won’t look too bad.
"Sister...sister, I'm your third brother, Du Zhixu. Zhi means knowing, Xu means gentle and warm. How have you been these years?"
When Du Zhixu asked this question, he really wanted to slap himself in the face.
How could she possibly live a good life? Her younger sister was born with difficulty and now she looks a little thin. She must have suffered a lot.
".......I'm sorry, brother, I'm late."
"Third..." Song Yu opened his mouth and quickly changed his words, "I'm sorry for letting Mr. Du San spend so much money. I like the gift you gave me very much, so I will accept it."
It remains to be seen whether this blood-related third brother will recognize him.
Song Yu's tone sounded distant and polite, and Du Zhixu felt instantly depressed.
Doesn’t my sister want to recognize him as her brother?
"Sister, I'm glad you like it. From now on, if I find something good, I'll send it to you..."
"Sister." At this time, Wen Nuo came over with a box, and Wen Shu, wearing a mask, followed five steps behind him.
Cheng Qingmeng was so scared that she quickly walked over and blocked Wen Shu behind her.
This is the front yard. If the Cheng family sneaks in, the eldest brother might be discovered even if he is wearing a mask.
"Mr. Du San, it's rude not to reciprocate. You gave my sister a gift, and I'll give you some cakes made by my sister. Come and try them."
When Du Zhixu saw the peony fruit cake in the food box, he was surprised for a moment, but quickly calmed down.
Mrs. Wu knew how to do it because Mrs. Song taught her.
Compared with the peony fruit cake made by Mrs. Wu today, it looks more like a peony.
He picked it up without hesitation and took a big bite in front of Song Yu's family of three.
Song Mingen's brows twitched slightly, wondering if it was necessary to be so exaggerated.
Du Zhixu thought the taste was similar, but the result... surprised him greatly.
This is so delicious!
Compared to her, Huanhuan really has no talent for cooking.
If only my sister could teach Huanhuan...
As the thought came to his mind, Du Zhixu quickly suppressed it.
Wen Nuo couldn't help but curl his lips as he watched him eat.
After eating the cakes made by his sister, he knew that the fake sister at home was a loser.
"Sister, what you made is really delicious. It's the best peony fruit cake I've ever tasted."
Song Yu said, "Thank you, Mr. Du San, for your comments. I will work hard to learn how to make more cakes with my mother."
"Then Third Brother will help you taste it." Du Zhixu looked at Song Yu expectantly.
Wen Nuo was unhappy. This person was here to snatch his sister from him. "No need, Mr. Du San, I will help my sister taste it. I am so fat because of my sister."
Feng Yingying couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh when she heard that. She reached out and touched his face. He was indeed fat.
"And us." Cheng Qingmeng and Jiang Shiyun spoke up.
Du Zhixu suddenly realized that it was not so easy to recognize his sister.
At the same time, I am also happy for my sister that so many people are protecting her.
"Mr. Du San." Song Mingen said, "You've also met Sister Yu. Do you have anything else to say?"
No way?
Are you going to kick him out so soon?
He hasn't spoken to his sister yet, and hasn't heard her call him brother yet.
"Uncle Song, I want to talk to my sister alone."
Song Mingen looked at his slightly tired face and said, "You'll have a chance to talk to Sister Yu later. You'd better go back and rest early."
"Ah, I'm not tired." Du Zhixu looked at Song Yu, "Can you talk to Third Brother alone?"
Song Yu nodded and walked into the hall.
Du Zhixu was delighted and quickly followed.
"Sister, can you go back with my third brother to see grandma today? She almost fainted today."
Song Yu was shocked. "Why did grandma faint? What happened?"
Du Zhixu felt guilty and didn't dare to tell the truth. "Grandmother is fine now. She is looking forward to you coming back to have dinner with her. Come back with me today to have a small reunion dinner, and then we can have a family dinner together when my eldest brother and second brother come back."
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