activa-t Chapter 61 The Sister in the True and False Jin Wen (2)
Chapter 61 The Sister in the True and False Jin Wen (2)
After being given a new lease on life, Leyan was initially confused and at a loss, but gradually she began to adapt and integrate into this new world.
Her father is Zhao Cheng, her mother is Tong Yu, her younger brother is Zhao Weizhou, and her name is Zhao Leyan. This is her life story.
After gradually learning about this world, Le Yan became a little curious whether it was another fictional world.
Although there are no Jiangcheng or Haicheng here, there are cities with letters such as A, S, and H, and the Zhao family is located in city A.
As is well known, such alphabetic cities can only appear in novels.
However, since no novels had come to mind, Le Yan gradually put this question out of her mind.
After all, she is still just a little child, and her brain capacity is not large enough to support her in deep thinking.
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When I was four years old, new residents moved into the villa next to the Zhao family's house.
They are family friends of the Zhao family, and members of the Meng family.
In City A, the Zhao family is undoubtedly a wealthy and powerful family, while the Meng family is a top-tier aristocratic family.
The Meng family has members in politics, the military, and business; they have children in all walks of life, and they all hold top positions.
Leaving aside distant examples, the mayor of their city A is surnamed Meng.
As longtime friends, Tong Yu brought her two children to the Meng family's new house to offer her congratulations.
Madam Meng was particularly pleased, saying, "You've come all this way, why bring any gifts?"
She glanced at Tong Yu with a playful smile, then turned her gaze to the two children Tong Yu was leading.
"Oh, these are your two little darlings?"
Madam Meng squatted down, first patting Zhao Weizhou's little head, then turning around and picking up Leyan.
Le Yan's eyes widened in an instant.
Zhao Weizhou's eyes widened, and he quickly reached out, "Sister! Sister!"
Tong Yu shook her head with amusement: "Why are you still doing whatever you want? What if you scare my precious baby?"
Raising her hand to touch Le Yan's cheek, Tong Yu comforted her, "Don't be afraid, sweetie. This is your Aunt Meng. She's a very nice person."
Le Yan blinked upon hearing the voice before speaking in a childish voice, "Hello, Aunt Meng."
She casually swung her legs because her short, stocky brother was trying to jump up and grab her feet.
"Little Zhou, be good, don't pull your sister."
After stopping her restless son, Tong Yu followed Madam Meng into the house.
Madam Meng held Leyan tightly, nuzzling her cheek affectionately, her face full of love: "Ayu, why don't you let my baby stay at my house? I promise I'll raise her to be plump and healthy!"
"Don't give me that. Don't you have a son? You can raise your own Xiao Ci."
When her long-lost best friend tried to snatch her precious child away, Tong Yu couldn't help but roll her eyes gracefully.
She stretched out her fair hand, "Give me back my baby, I won't let you hold him anymore."
Madam Meng quickly dodged, "No, please! At worst, I'll just give you my son, Xiao Ci."
Trading a smelly son for a fragrant daughter is a worthwhile deal!
Madam Meng looked at Tong Yu with sparkling eyes, trying to reach a consensus with her.
Tong Yu glanced at her sideways and said, "Go away, one son is enough for me."
Looking at her youngest son, who was still relentlessly struggling to go to his sister's place, Tong Yu shook her head helplessly.
"Put your baby down quickly, Xiaozhou is about to cry."
Madam Meng raised an eyebrow and smiled, "No, no, I'll have Xiao Ci play with Xiao Zhou. My darling can stay here and I'll hold him all the time."
Leyan sat obediently in Madam Meng's lap, blinking her eyes but saying nothing upon hearing this.
It doesn't matter who hugs her; she's gotten used to it over the years.
Whether at home or out, someone always carries her.
Just now, her mother insisted on carrying her all the way to the Meng family's door before she was willing to put her down.
If Madam Meng doesn't hold her, her mother will have to hold her later.
Feeling a little tired, Le Yan sighed and looked at her younger brother beside her, whose eyes were red and whose little mouth was pouting. She beckoned to him, "Zhouzhou, come here."
Zhao Weizhou's eyes lit up, he quickly wiped away his tears, ran to Madam Meng's side, climbed onto the sofa, and grabbed Le Yan's hand.
He said in a childish voice, "Sister, sister, come with me."
Although he was still young and not very articulate, Zhao Weizhou's meaning was clear: he didn't want his sister to be held by strangers and wanted her to be with him.
Le Yan poked his soft little face, and just as she was about to speak, she heard a childish voice trying to sound mature: "Mommy, Aunt Tong, good afternoon."
Le Yan looked over and saw a child dressed in a children's suit, with delicate features but no expression, standing opposite her.
The instant their eyes met, she felt as if she saw the child's pupils tremble.
Tilting her head in confusion, Le Yan was about to take a second look when Zhao Weizhou, displeased, reached out and blocked her view, saying, "Sister, don't look!"
He puffed out his cheeks, stared at the person opposite him with his big eyes, and was extremely unhappy.
Hmph, don't even think about taking my sister from him!
The child being glared at paused for a moment, then glared back unhappily, thinking, "What are you glaring at? As if no one has eyes."
Madam Meng didn't notice the sullen expressions on the children's faces. She just smiled and introduced them, "This is my little brother, Meng Cili. He's only two months older than you."
Meng Cili?
What a great name for the male protagonist of a novel!
Le Yan couldn't help but marvel inwardly, then gently pulled down her younger brother's two chubby little hands and carefully observed Meng Cili.
Meng Cili felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze. His already expressionless face became even more serious. Why was she staring at him? Did she have something on his face?
Madam Meng beckoned to her son, pulled Leyan aside, and said to him, "Xiao Ci, look, this is little Leyan, isn't she cute?"
Meng Cili nodded seriously: "Adorable!"
Although he was only four years old, he felt that this little sister, Leyan, was the cutest little sister he had ever seen!
"Would you like to take your little sister out to play?"
"willing!"
The three four-year-old children held hands and went upstairs. Le Yan had both her hands being held, one on each side. She looked at Meng Cili, who had a serious face, on the left, and Zhao Weizhou, who had an unhappy face, on the right, and a bad feeling arose in her heart.
She felt that the days to come would be very turbulent.
Sure enough, as soon as they got upstairs, the two started arguing incessantly about what to play.
"Sister likes bears, play with bears!" Zhao Weizhou hugged a small bear plush toy, puffed out his cheeks, and glared at Meng Cili.
Meng Cili hugged a box of Lego, his little brows furrowing: "The teddy bear isn't fun, Lego is!"
He's never played with teddy bears before; he's only ever played with Lego. If he were to play with teddy bears, he'd definitely be terrible at it, and then Yan Yan wouldn't play with him anymore.
He doesn't want that!
The two argued back and forth, one on each side. Le Yan stood in the middle and silently picked up a jigsaw puzzle, tentatively saying, "Um, how about we play a jigsaw puzzle?"
"Okay!" they both said in unison.
"Don't mimic me!" they said in unison.
"I hate you!" they said in unison.
Le Yan was a little numb. After watching the two four-year-old kids who were fighting like cocks for a while, she quietly chose to sit down and play by herself.
She wouldn't participate in a child's fight.