I don't want to be trained by my senior sister!

The afternoon sun shone warmly on the courtyard.

After the meal, Ning Qian brought out some small jars from the corner of the room.

"Go pick some flowers from the apricot grove behind the mountain," she said to Fang Xuan, who was lying on a bamboo chair sunbathing, while checking if the jar was clean.

"I promised you I'd brew wine..."

Unfortunately, there are no plum blossoms... so we can only use apricot blossoms.

As for the future... I'm afraid there won't be another chance...

......

"Okay, senior sister."

Upon hearing that he could leave, Fang Xuan stood up from his chair.

We can go out and have fun again.

Seeing the joy on his face, Ning Qian's eyes also lit up with a smile...

.......

The apricot grove on the back hill is not far from the courtyard; it's just a short walk up a small slope.

It was the season of blooming flowers, and from afar, it was a sea of ​​pink and white, like smoke and rosy clouds.

As the wind blows, the petals flutter down.

Ning Qian walked ahead, her steps light and quick.

Today she wore a simple light blue dress, and her dark hair was tied up with a simple wooden hairpin.

A few strands of hair brushed against her fair neck in the wind, her back view was slender.

Fang Xuan followed behind her, watching her gently pluck flowers with her fingertips, her face turned to the side in focused attention.

He quietly plucked a blooming apricot blossom from a nearby branch, and taking advantage of Ning Qian's inattention, he quickly took two steps and gently tucked the pink and white flower behind her ear.

Ning Qian paused, turned her head, and looked at him with some confusion.

"Beautiful." Fang Xuan looked at her with a bright smile.

Ning Qian raised her hand and touched the flower behind her ear. Her cool and aloof expression softened unconsciously, and her voice became gentler.

"The apricot blossoms...are indeed quite beautiful."

"I was saying that Senior Sister is beautiful," Fang Xuan leaned closer, his voice tinged with amusement. "How can Xinghua compare to Senior Sister?"

Ning Qian felt a slight heat rise to her ears, turned her face away, and stopped looking at him, only responding softly, "Mmm..."

I walked quickly to a clear stream, poured some of the apricot blossoms out of the basket, and carefully washed them in the stream.

The water flowed gently, and petals trickled through her fair fingertips.

Fang Xuan leaned against her, propping his head up with his hand, watching her focused movements.

A layer of glistening crushed sugar and a layer of washed and dried apricot blossoms were carefully laid into a clean wine jar.

Ning Qian imagined her junior brother sitting in the courtyard soon, drinking the wine she had brewed, a satisfied smile on her face...

The corners of her mouth unconsciously curved upwards, a gentle and subtle smile that she herself was unaware of...

Looking at the gentle smile on her profile, Fang Xuan felt a ticklish sensation in his heart, as if a feather had gently brushed against it.

I really want to...

ahem...

"Senior sister, shall we dig up a small apricot tree and plant it in the yard?"

He suddenly made a suggestion.

"That way, we can see the flowers every year and even pick them to make wine."

Ning Qian thought for a moment and nodded: "Alright, pick one that's growing well first, but be careful not to damage the roots."

"OK."

Fang Xuan perked up and began to wander around the apricot grove, looking at this tree and comparing it with that one.

Ning Qian sealed the several jars of preliminarily processed apricot blossom wine, placed them in a cool, shady place, glanced at the sky, and said to Fang Xuan:

"You pick what you want first, I'll go to town and buy some fresh vegetables."

"Okay, senior sister, you go first. I'll come find you when I've made my choice."

Fang Xuan responded without turning his head, and was pondering over a small sapling with a beautiful branch shape.

Ning Qian walked towards the town.

He walked at a leisurely pace, pondering what dishes to cook for dinner.

My junior seems to really like fish; I wonder if there's any fresh at the market today...

As she approached the town entrance, she suddenly smelled a familiar, burnt aroma – it was from the sesame seed cake stall.

My junior brother loves sesame seed cakes, so let's sell some.

There was only a seven or eight-year-old child guarding the stall, standing on tiptoe and trying to flip the sesame cakes in the oven, his little face red from the heat.

Ning Qian walked over.

The child looked up and saw her, then paused for a moment.

Then, as if remembering something, she puffed out her little chest and tried to put on a serious expression:

"This is for Brother Fang Xuan, you can't sell it! If you buy it, he'll beat you up!"

The child tried hard to recall the tone Fang Xuan usually used to scare him, but unfortunately, he couldn't quite imitate it.

Ning Qian blinked her cool eyes.

Does your junior brother still dare to beat her so badly?

I was thinking about someone who was really disobedient last night. I clearly said no... but in the end...

Ning Qian's face flushed slightly, and the little resentment in her heart that "senior sister's dignity has been lost" resurfaced.

Without saying a word, she reached out and picked up a freshly baked sesame seed cake from the stove, then opened her mouth and took two bites.

Child:"!!!"

He stared wide-eyed at the incredibly beautiful older sister, and in just two bites, he finished the best-baked sesame seed cake that he had specially saved for Brother Fang Xuan!

"You...you're finished!" the child pointed at her, both anxious and angry.

"You have no idea how powerful Brother Fang Xuan is. He'll definitely beat you up badly! He'll keep beating you!"

Ning Qian clapped the sesame seeds off her hands, looked up at the child who was practically jumping up and down in a panic, and said calmly:

"I'll beat him up badly."

Child: "...Huh?"

He was dumbfounded. He looked at the empty pancake stand, then at the slender and delicate-looking older sister in front of him, and his mind was a little blank.

Unbelievable... there's someone even more powerful than Brother Fang Xuan, who dares to say they want to beat him up?

Just then, a voice filled with laughter came from the side:

"Senior sister."

Fang Xuan strolled over.

As soon as the child saw his savior arrive, he immediately darted behind Fang Xuan's legs.

She grabbed his trouser leg again, pointed at Ning Qian, and complained, "Brother Fang Xuan, you have to hit her! She ate your sesame cake, and she said she's going to beat you up badly!"

Fang Xuan looked down at the child huddled beside his legs, with only half of his head showing.

What nonsense are you talking about? How could he bear to hit his senior sister?

"Go away and stop talking nonsense, or I'll hit you later."

Child:"???"

He looked at Fang Xuan with a pitiful expression, then at Ning Qian, and finally realized that these two "powerful adults" might be in cahoots.

Her little mouth twitched, and she didn't even care about the stall anymore. She turned around and ran away crying.

At this rate, I'll probably get another beating when I get home.

......

"Senior sister, don't mind the child talking nonsense," Fang Xuan said, moving closer to Ning Qian and taking her small hand in his.

Ning Qian glanced at him, then looked away: "Well... it's not just random talk."

Fang Xuan: "???"

He was a little taken aback.

Ning Qian pursed her lips, as if she had made up her mind, raised her clear eyes to look directly at Fang Xuan, and said earnestly:

"Cough... Senior... Senior sister is going to beat you up badly."

Fang Xuan opened his mouth slightly, looking at Ning Qian's serious face, but his eyes gradually turned crimson.

My first thought was—

Is his senior sister going to reward him again?

He blinked, a hint of anticipation in his eyes, and tentatively asked, "Senior sister... cough... can I use my foot?"

"Yes," Ning Qian added, trying to keep a straight face as she followed her own line of punishment, "it's using your feet, and without socks."

If I don't punish my junior brother severely to teach him a lesson, my authority as his senior sister will be gone, and he'll definitely be even more disobedient next time.

Fang Xuan leaned closer, almost feeling the heat on her face, and lowered his voice, "Senior Sister, tonight?"

"Yes," Ning Qian's heart skipped a beat under his gaze, but she still forced herself to remain calm, "tonight."

After saying that, she didn't dare to look at Fang Xuan again and turned to walk into the town.

His pace was much faster than when he came, and his back view betrayed a panicked attempt to appear calm...

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