Fang, after finishing the incense in the main hall of Jiuhua Temple, led his maid down the mountain, paying close attention to the movement outside on the road.

She made an appointment with Chen Shuo, and Chen Shuo arranged for someone to pretend to be desperate to sell the children. She pretended to pass by and bought Ningzhu as her goddaughter. Later, Hanzhu went to the Marquis's mansion to take care of A Xun on their behalf, and she would take care of Ningzhu, who was in love with the afflicting Ningzhu.

Before he could walk, he heard a woman calling for help in front of him. Fang opened the curtains and saw Ningzhu in ragged clothes. He knelt beside the woman in small tiny, turned his head to look at the carriage. His little face was white and his almond eyes were crying like walnuts. You can imagine how scared the little girl was when she lived in the past two nights.

Fang felt very distressed and hurriedly ordered the coachman to stop the car, and she wanted to go down to pick someone up.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got down, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came, accompanied by the sound of calling his mother, Fang was shocked and turned around to see that it was really the eldest son Wenting, but his two sons went to Luoyang to hire a famous doctor. He clearly wrote a letter saying that he would come back in three days, so why did he get in advance?

"Mom, I'm back early. I heard that you are here, so I'll come to pick you up." Zhou Wenting turned over and got off the horse after taking a deep breath before looking at the little girl kneeling beside the road, and asked calmly and puzzledly, "Is this... Mom wants to buy her?"

The eight-year-old Ningzhu didn't recognize him and looked at Fang nervously.

Fang said hurriedly: "Yes, she can't make it, so she wants to sell her daughter. I saw this child in the car looking so well-behaved and pitiful..."

Zhou Wenting knew that his mother would say that Ningzhu looked like his aunt, so he interrupted in time: "Well, I just happened to have a maid by me, so let her be a maid for me." As he said that, he did not give his mother a chance to react, put the purse on his waist in front of the woman, and reached out to help Ningzhu up.

When he came back in his previous life, his mother had already taken Ningzhu as his goddaughter, which caused him not to even have a chance to complain. When she and Qi Zhi left the capital, he couldn't understand why Qi Zhi was transferred, so he went to ask his mother's cousin for an answer before he knew her true identity. Three days ago, he suddenly woke up in the Luoyang guest room, and everything returned to his fifteen years old. When she was about to enter the Zhou family, Zhou Wenting made up his mind that he would never miss her in this life.

As long as they are not brothers and sisters, there will be no obstacles between them.

Be a maid for this stranger?

This is different from what my sister Fang told her. Ningzhu was afraid that she would never see her sister again, and tears fell down again, looking at Fang helplessly.

Fang felt so distressed. She patted her son's hand, pulled the little girl to her side, and hugged her in her arms and said, "You can really be cruel to let a child be your maid. If you want the maid to go back, I will give you eight out of ten. This girl is in my opinion. I want her to be my goddaughter. Let's go and take her in the car and ignore him."

Fang decided to act arrogantly and helped Ningzhu get on the car.

Zhou Wenting did not stop him, but pulled the person aside before his mother got into the car and insisted: "Mom, I just want her to be a maid. She is very active and dishonest, and the servants are not serving him wholeheartedly enough. Don't compete with me for someone."

Fang refused to accept it and refused to allow it.

My mother refused, and Zhou Wenting also cheated on her and refused to let her get in the car. She refused to let go as if she had seen her beloved baby.

Fang was really angry. He didn't expect that his eldest son, who was usually sensible and steady, would be even more annoying than his younger son. Seeing the little girl in the carriage looking out worriedly, Fang had no choice but to pull his son away and simply told him the whole story.

Zhou Wenting was prepared, pretending to be pondering for a moment, and whispered: "Mom, since that's the case, Ningzhu should be a maid for me. First, she is just my nominal maid. We will teach her every day of clothing and education, and I will not really let her serve me. Second, if she becomes the daughter of her mother, she will inevitably go out to visit in the future. The more people she meets, the more likely she makes mistakes. Before her sister gains the trust of her uncle, we cannot take risks and must be cautious step by step. As my maid, Ningzhu can avoid unnecessary social engagements and can also go to the Marquis's house with me. The number of times their sisters meet is indispensable. Do you think?"

Fang hesitated. She proposed to recognize Ningzhu as her adopted daughter. Her nephew was not willing to do so. She was afraid that something might happen to her sisters in the capital at the same time. She really couldn't bear to see the two sisters crying so sadly. Now her son's method is indeed more secure. But is Hanzhu willing? Will Ningzhu feel wronged?

Knowing what she was worried about, Zhou Wenting promised again: "Mom, as long as we take good care of Ningzhu, her sister will not think too much."

Fang thought for a while and said, "I will discuss with your cousin and the others first. If Hanzhu doesn't want to, she will still recognize her as her daughter."

Zhou Wenting nodded in agreement.

There is nothing to worry about. Hanzhu puts her sister's safety first in everything and will never reject this proposal.

Hanzhu really did not object, so she reasoned to her sister softly. Ningzhu trusted her sister and nodded obediently.

The next few days, the two sisters were still together and became familiar with the Zhou family. Hanzhu became more at ease. On the day Chu Qing came back, Hanzhu looked at her sister silently, silently told her to be obedient, and then got on the carriage.

On the same day, Ningzhu moved to Zhou Wenting's yard. Zhou Wenting lived in the east room and arranged for her to live in the backyard.

The sister left, and the eldest son didn't have to work, Ningzhu hid in the bed and cried secretly.

"Why did you cry?" Zhou Wenting looked beside the bed for a while. Seeing the little girl crying, she was as sad as her sister left in her previous life, but he felt more distressed than in his previous life. He sat on the edge of the bed and turned the little girl over.

Ningzhu was startled and saw that it was him, and she didn't want to cry in front of him. She stretched out her hand to wipe her tears, "Big Young Master..."

"Call me brother." Zhou Wenting held her hand and gently wiped her tears. "A Ning is just my nominal maid, who is for outsiders to see. In private, you can just call me brother. I also treat you as my sister. You can tell me any sadness and grievances, and don't treat me as an outsider."

He smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his bright eyes were as gentle and intimate as when his sister looked at her. Ningzhu suddenly became no longer afraid and asked timidly: "Can you really call your elder brother?"

Zhou Wenting smiled and nodded, "Of course, but you can't let others hear it."

Secrets often make the two people closer. Ningzhu looked at the handsome young man in front of her and nodded obediently.

"Then you cry, are you missing your sister?" Zhou Wenting skillfully touched the little girl's head.

Ningzhu rubbed his eyes and nodded again.

"I will take you to see her in a few days." Zhou Wenting looked down at her, but she couldn't see enough.

Ningzhu was happy, but nodded.

Zhou Wenting smiled, "Why do you only know how to nod and can't speak?"

Ningzhu burst into tears and smiled, looking up at him, "Big...Brother is so nice to me."

Zhou Wenting lingered on her face and said softly: "I will treat you better in the future. Well, seeing that you are crying so hard that your face is exhausted, wash your face first."

Ningzhu instinctively nodded again, and met the boy's eyes that were smiling. She felt a little embarrassed. She lowered her head and put on her shoes and went there to wash her face.

Zhou Wenting sat on the bed and looked at the little girl not far away, breathing a long sigh.

All were arranged, and next, I just need to wait for her to grow up.

Five years later.

On the Zhou family's village, Zhou Wenting turned over and got off the horse, then reached out to pick up the little girl on the horse, "Come down, I'll help you."

Ningzhu had just been carried by him and ran around the horse. His face was blushing and he bent over trustfully. Zhou Wenting supported her armpit and lifted her down. His feet fell to the ground. Ningzhu had to walk in habitually. When he raised his legs, he found that his legs were sore and almost fell down.

"Slow down, I'll help you take two steps first." Zhou Wenting supported her steadily and said uneasy.

Ningzhu touched the inner side of her thighs and complained in a low voice: "I won't ride a horse again next time, it won't be fun at all."

Zhou Wenting listened with a smile, but didn't take it seriously. The little girl's preferences changed. Now she is suffering. After a few days, she forgot the pain and she will definitely want to ride.

After walking a few steps, Ningzhu's legs stopped soreness. She left her brother behind. She went to the house to take a shower first. She had just sweated and felt so sticky that she felt uncomfortable.

Zhou Wenting watched her enter the house, and he also went back to the room to take a shower and change his clothes.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhou Wenting went to the hall first. The maids had already put on a plate of watery and bright red cherries on the table. Zhou Wenting pinched one, which was sweet and sour. Thinking that Ningzhu liked to eat cherries the most, he told the little maid to wash another plate, and then sent the maids to retreat and not be disgusted by the side.

Ningzhu came over after he tucked his hair. When he entered the room, he saw the two pots of cherries. He couldn't help laughing. He walked a few steps and sat down to his elder brother's head, "Why don't you eat it?" As he spoke, he pinched one and put it in his mouth.

Zhou Wenting smiled and ate with her. As he ate, his eyes stopped on the little girl's lips and couldn't move away.

The cherry was redder, and her lips were even redder. She had just washed the cherry and had just washed it. There was a faint fragrance of her daughter floating over her body.

Zhou Wenting suddenly felt thirsty, but he didn't want to drink water.

But she...

He is thirteen years old and not young anymore. At least he can get engaged. He is not in a hurry to be a partner, but at least he has to let her know what he wants and stop treating him as his brother.

I wanted it but was afraid that she would not like it. If I didn't do anything, I would ragged the fire all over my body. The heavens and man in my mind fought each other. Finally, when she accidentally got cherry juice on the corner of her mouth, Zhou Wenting couldn't help but leaned over.

He was too close to him, and Ningzhu looked at him while chewing the cherry he had just sent in. He gradually discovered something was wrong with his brother-in-law. His eyes seemed to look a bit like his brother-in-law when he looked at his sister. Ningzhu was panicked for no reason and asked vaguely, "Brother, what do I do, see?"

"You're dipped in cherry juice here." Zhou Wenting pointed to the corner of her mouth and said, his voice low and hoarse.

Ningzhu suddenly realized, and then she blushed and burned for her random thoughts, lowered her eyes, and reached out to wipe it.

"I'll help you." Zhou Wenting grabbed her hand, his tone unstoppable.

His handsome face was close to his eyes, and Ningzhu suddenly felt very nervous, nervously forgot everything.

Zhou Wenting's throat rolled, and was about to do whatever she wanted, but she found that her cheeks were bulging. Without thinking, she said, "I spit out the seeds."

Ningzhu was used to listening to him, so she quickly turned her head and spit out the seeds. After spitting, she turned around and wanted him to let go and wipe her mouth by herself. Unexpectedly, the handsome face in front of her eyes shook, and then a strange and a little cool soft touched the corner of her lips.

Ningzhu widened her eyes.

Zhou Wenting saw it and saw that she was not angry or avoiding her, but was just dumb. He seemed to have received encouragement and could no longer suppress his longing for two lifetimes, so he hugged her in his arms.

She struggled instinctively, but when she spoke, he took advantage of the situation. The strange feeling was like a feather flirting on her heart.

Ningzhu lost his strength, and his little hands grabbed his clothes and followed the flow.

He seemed to be punishing her, and she had eaten too many cherries, so now he treated her lips as cherries and asked them over and over again.

But she is not, she is in pain.

"Brother..." While he kissed someone else, Ningzhu hurriedly called for a stop, not understanding why he wanted to do this.

"Ningzhu, marry me." After interruption, Zhou Wenting recovered his rationality and buried it in her shoulder to calm down. Then he raised his head, held her hot little face, and kissed her again, "Ningzhu, I like you, I don't want to be your elder brother anymore, I want to marry you as a wife. What about you, do you like me?"

Ningzhu's almond's eyes were covered with a layer of water mist. Through the water mist, she saw the man's deep black eyes.

But she didn't understand why he liked her, and she didn't understand why her heart beat so fast.

Her beautiful eyes were seductive, Zhou Wenting endured the hard work, held her face and asked again, "Does Ningzhu like me?"

Ningzhu didn't know, but her face became redder and redder.

"If you don't speak, I'll just pretend you're wrong." Zhou Wenting got closer to her, almost facing her face.

His lips were about to touch her. Ningzhu thought of the uncontrolled feeling of her body, panicked and pushed him and said, "I, I want to ask my sister, and my aunt..."

"Don't ask them, as long as you want, I can marry you." Zhou Wenting asked her to answer now, staring at her panicked almond eyes, with sweat in her palms, "Ningzhu, do you really not know if you like me? Then I just kissed you, do you like it?"

Ningzhu's face turned redder immediately. She was ashamed to answer and did not dare to look at him. The little girl closed her eyes nervously.

Zhou Wenting was stunned, looking at her tightly closed eyes and blushing face, and got the answer in his heart. He smiled and pressed her lips again.

She likes being with him so much, how could she not like him?

He lost in his last life because of his own dullness. He didn't know whether he liked her. She was simple and wouldn't think about it.

He had taken over her heart early in this life, and she would definitely like him. When he went back, he told his mother that her mother loved Ningzhu so much and had no identity barriers, she would definitely be happy that he had asked such a good daughter-in-law for her.
Chapter completed!