bookrandom Chapter 62 The Sister in the True and False Jin Wen (3)
Chapter 62 The Sister in the True and False Jin Wen (3)
Ever since the Meng family moved next door to the Zhao family, Leyan has had an extra little brother in her life—although she sees him as her younger brother.
Not only did they live in the same villa area, but Meng Cili also followed in their footsteps when attending kindergarten.
This made Zhao Weizhou, the younger brother, feel extremely threatened, and he began to guard against and resist him in every possible way.
He strongly suspected that this Meng something-li was here to steal his sister away!
Zhao Weizhou disliked Meng Cili, and Meng Cili also found him annoying.
Are all younger brothers this annoying?
Fortunately, he doesn't have a younger brother.
Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, Meng Cili pursed his lips again, for his little sister Yan Yan had a younger brother.
And so annoying!
He's always clinging to Yan Yan, and he won't even let me get close to her. I wish Yan Yan were his real sister.
Meng Cili sighed, from the age of four to five, he sighed that he had matured a lot.
In the kindergarten, Leyan is comforting a child.
Although she herself is a child.
But there was no way around it; she was just too popular. All the children in the kindergarten treated her as a good friend. They might not listen to the teachers, but they would definitely listen to her.
So much so that sometimes when the children cry and the teacher can't handle it, she'll ask them for help, and she'll be rewarded with a little red flower for each time she helps.
How should I put it? It's naive, but it works.
No Chinese person can escape the Little Red Flower reward buff, and neither can she.
Standing at the door of the kindergarten's toddler class, Le Yan looked seriously at the troublesome children in front of her who had made the whole class cry, blinked, and asked, "Why did you make them cry?"
"Hmph." The little troublemaker snorted coldly, not wanting to say anything.
Le Yan then asked, "What's your name?"
"Hmph!" The little prickly boy snorted heavily again, still not answering her.
Le Yan frowned, put her hands on her hips, and said, "What are you humming about? Are you a little piglet?"
"I'm not!!"
The tactic of provocation is an old trick, but it works well on the little troublemaker, and she finally spoke up.
"You actually asked me my name? I just told you this morning!"
The prickly little boy glared at Leyan, his chubby little hands clutching his skirt, his eyes slightly red, as if he was about to cry at any moment.
Le Yan paused for a moment, racking her brains for a moment before speaking somewhat uncertainly, "You are... Ning Zhiyu?"
She remembered that this little troublemaker had just started school that morning, and she had picked her up as well when she was helping the teacher greet the children at the gate.
Ning Zhiyu grumbled, "I guess you remembered correctly."
She rubbed her eyes, looked at Leyan awkwardly, and mumbled, "So what's your name?"
She was still a little aggrieved: "I asked you this morning, but you wouldn't tell me."
"My name is Zhao Leyan. Zhao is the Zhao from Zhao, Qian, Sun, and Li; Le is the Le of happiness; Yan is..."
"It's a face of unparalleled beauty!"
Before Le Yan could finish speaking, Ning Zhiyu had already learned to interrupt.
"Uh... that makes sense."
The phrase "a face of unparalleled beauty" made Le Yan a little embarrassed.
After all, she can't be called pretty at all; she was just an ordinary person in her past life, and she's just an ordinary person in this life as well.
Mingming's father has striking eyebrows and bright eyes, her mother is gentle and beautiful, and her twin brother is also exquisite and cute, but she is completely ordinary and has no special features.
Sometimes she even doubted whether she was really a child of the Zhao family.
However, Leyan wasn't too fixated on this matter. After all, she didn't care much about her appearance; she wasn't ugly enough to be seen in public, and being ordinary was fine too.
Her thoughts quickly shifted, but Leyan hadn't forgotten the important matter at hand.
She looked at Ning Zhiyu and asked seriously, "Why did you make your classmates cry?"
Ning Zhiyu blinked and said innocently, "I didn't."
"I was just kindly answering them when they asked me where their parents were."
Upon hearing this, Le Yan's lips twitched.
It was truly out of kindness.
He kindly replied to the group of children, "Because your parents don't want you anymore."
Just one sentence made all the children in the class cry, and it even affected other classes.
All the teachers in the kindergarten, including the principal, rushed over to comfort the child, but the culprit remained calmly standing at the door, looking at the sky.
Le Yan covered her face and said helplessly, "Zhiyu, don't say that to them next time, it will make them cry."
"why?"
Ning Zhiyu looked puzzled. "That's what Grandma answered me."
"What... ..." Le Yan's eyes widened, and she suddenly felt a little flustered.
She swallowed back everything she wanted to say, looked at Ning Zhiyu who was shorter than her, remained silent for a moment, then took her hand and awkwardly changed the subject, saying, "Shall we go play over there?"
She didn't know what Ning Zhiyu's family situation was, and she couldn't ask, so she could only change the subject and prevent Ning Zhiyu from thinking about those things.
But... ... A grandmother who can tell her granddaughter that her parents don't want her speaks volumes about the state of her family.
Ning Zhiyu held Le Yan's hand, somewhat bewildered, not quite understanding what this older sister, whom she liked at first sight, was thinking.
She thought about it for a while, but when she realized she couldn't figure it out, she simply stopped thinking about it.
Happily holding Le Yan's hand, Ning Zhiyu called out softly, "Sister Yan Yan, can you call me Xiaoyu?"
"Sure, Xiaoyu."
Leading Ning Zhiyu to the slide, Le Yan was about to introduce the toys to her when she saw a small head peek out from under the slide, exuding a resentful aura.
"Sister, who is she?"
Her adorable younger brother, Zhao Weizhou, was pointing at Ning Zhiyu with a displeased expression. "Another scoundrel trying to steal his sister from me?"
Ning Zhiyu tilted her head slightly, and after sensing obvious hostility, she subconsciously moved closer to Le Yan, tightly hugging Le Yan's arm with both hands. "Sister Yan Yan, who is he?"
Before Le Yan could speak, Zhao Weizhou answered first: "I am my sister's brother. Who are you?"
"I am Yan Yan's best friend!"
Watching the two kindergarteners start to clash, Le Yan helplessly covered her face, secretly relieved that the other one wasn't...
"I am Yan Yan's best friend!"
Well, speak of the devil and he appears.
Seeing Meng Cili charging towards them menacingly, and seeing the three kindergarten children about to engage in a fierce battle.
After letting out a long sigh, Le Yan began to carry the water.
To Meng Cili: "Brother Xiaoci is my best brother!"
To Ning Zhiyu: "Little Yu is my best little sister!"
Of course, she didn't forget her own younger brother either, "Zhouzhou is my precious little brother!"
By treating everyone fairly, and with just three sentences, Le Yan made the three children, who hadn't even received their kindergarten diplomas yet, beam with joy, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, she was used to carrying water in her past life.