He had a wide smile on his face, and although he didn't say anything, you could tell he was very happy.
When he turned around, he finally saw Su Ruanruan and Sanzhu standing in front of the tea stall.
"Sister."
Xiao Xi raised the corners of her lips and walked towards them.
The few beggars behind her seemed to have seen Su Ruanruan as well, and they began to whisper among themselves.
“That Miss Su was his older sister. They are both good people. She even bought me steamed buns before.”
“I ran into her one night a few days ago. She gave me a string of candied hawthorns and said that it was her coming-of-age ceremony. She asked me to wish her a happy birthday.”
Xiao Xi paused, wondering if it was her elder sister's coming-of-age ceremony a few days ago.
His older sister and he haven't celebrated each other's birthdays in a long time, and he has never heard his older sister or aunt mention it.
He was unaware that it was his elder sister's birthday a few days ago, and also her coming-of-age ceremony.
Sister...
He didn't prepare anything for his older sister.
When he gets back, he will go up the mountain to dig wild vegetables to sell to the uncles and aunts in the village. Once he has saved up some copper coins, he will buy a gift for his older sister.
“Sister…” Xiao Xi buried her head in Su Ruanruan’s arms.
Su Ruanruan smiled and said, "Isn't candied hawthorn your favorite food? Why did you share it with others?"
Su Xiaoxi looked towards the corner of the wall, where the little beggars were eating with relish. When they saw him looking over, they excitedly waved to him.
Xiao Xi blinked. "They have nothing, they're so pitiful. Although I don't have a father or mother, I still have an older sister, an uncle and aunt, cousins, and... a brother-in-law."
"Sister...won't you be upset that I gave them the candied hawthorns?"
Su Ruanruan gently patted Xiaoxi's head. "No, Xiaoxi is a lovely and kind child. Your older sister won't blame you."
Sanzhu stretched out his hand and offered the candied hawthorn in his hand, saying, "My little brother, I'll share half of my candied hawthorn with you."
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Sigh, I've found that tomatoes are really unfriendly to me; they're practically throwing my self-esteem to the ground and rubbing it repeatedly.
I won't comment on other people's writing; they each have their own brilliance, and I admire them but am not jealous. But yesterday I stumbled upon a rewrite of the new Huanzhu (the Benjamin version), and it already had over two thousand readers yesterday, and over three thousand today, with around 110,000 words. It will definitely reach tens of thousands of readers in the future.
Putting aside the content itself, his entire piece has hardly any punctuation, no paragraphs, and the paragraphs are a mess. He shows no respect for readers or writing, yet his readership keeps increasing, and he gets several times more requests for updates than I do.
(?_?) I can admit that my writing is worse than others, but compared to him, I really don't know where I fall short. I've attached a screenshot in the comments; please point out my shortcomings.
(ó﹏ò?) I'm feeling particularly lost. I'll be taking a break from updating for a few days. Let me think about the rest of the story, shorten the content, and try to finish it as soon as possible. Thank you everyone.
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