Oh no! His rural wife is sweeter than a peach!

Around six o'clock in the evening, Lu Luozhi returned to the Ying family home.

Not long after she returned, Lu Mingshi also came home from school.

The Ying family's driver picked him up.

He looked like a dead chicken, his eyes lifeless and his head hanging low.

"sister……"

As soon as he saw his dear older sister, he would automatically go up to her for comfort and solace for his body and mind, which had been tormented by school.

"Studying is so hard! Why do people study? Can't I just collect trash...?"

The yellow ducklings seem to have grown taller again.

Lu Luozhi smoothed the yellow duck feathers on his head.

He discovered that he was already half a head taller than him.

"Little yellow duckling, did you attend class properly today?"

"no."

The deer answered honestly when it cried out.

The next second, he suddenly seemed to come back to life as if he had been injected with chicken blood, put his hands on his hips, and laughed triumphantly to the sky.

"Haha... But I ate well, the food in the cafeteria is delicious, I filled a whole plate, hahaha..."

Lu Luozhi: "..."

That’s okay, that’s okay.

Take it easy.

She will gradually guide him into a good child who loves learning and strives for excellence every day.

After laughing.

Lu Mingshi took out the 490 yuan he had won from Cheng Jina from the pocket of his school uniform jacket, handed it to his older sister with a smug smile.

"Sis, I won money today, it's all yours."

Lu Luozhi glanced at the crumpled banknotes, then looked at the yellow duckling in front of her; she had no intention of taking them.

"Win? How did you win?"

She spoke in a very serious and earnest tone, as if she was afraid that he had done something bad at school that she didn't know about.

"What were you doing at school? Tell me honestly."

He was as proud as a peacock spreading its tail feathers.

"What can I do? Well, some gorilla classmate of mine insisted on making a bet with me, and he lost. Sis, this 500 yuan is what he lost to me. See how amazing I am? I made 500 yuan for you in one go. But now I only have 490 yuan..."

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of a familiar schoolgirl in a uniform walking by through the open window.

"Oh, it's her again."

Lu Mingshi quickly pulled his older sister along, pointing and telling her to look out, "Sis, it's her, she's my classmate, look how coincidental, she lives here too, I gave her the missing ten yuan."

As he spoke, he leaned his upper body against the window and waved and shouted at Ying Sangrou who was passing by.

"Hey, classmate, school's out! Over here, over here, I'm here..."

Carrying her schoolbag and lost in her own thoughts, she passed by her older brother's courtyard when suddenly she heard someone calling her name.

She stared blankly up at the scene.

Through the window, she saw a striking head of golden hair.

And that boy's thin face.

He waved his right arm and kept shouting for her at the top of his lungs.

"Hey, classmate... over here, I know you saw me, don't pretend you didn't..."

His shouts were continuous and full of energy.

Ying Sangrou had always been timid, and had never been called out to by a boy so enthusiastically before.

Although she has two older brothers.

But her eldest brother was twelve years older than her. The rigid family rules made their emotions restrained and reserved. They would never shout like he was now. As a result, she had lived a dull life since she was a child and rarely experienced such overwhelming enthusiasm.

"Classmate, classmate..."

He was calling himself again.

Ying Sangrou gripped the straps of her schoolbag tightly with both hands, biting her lower lip, looking panicked and wanting to escape.

As consciousness returned, my feet began to retreat.

One step, two steps...

Just as she was about to run back to her own courtyard, Old Ye, who happened to be passing by, asked her a question.

"Third Miss, what are you doing standing here?"

My whole body trembled.

Ying Sangrou hunched her slender shoulders, lowered her head, and stammered, "I, I, he..."

Old Ye looked over there.

Lu Ming called out to him enthusiastically, "Hey, Old Ye, when's the meal?"

It turns out they are the young mistress and her brother.

Old Ye smiled slightly.

Suddenly he remembered that in the two or three days since the young mistress arrived, they had formally met with the third young lady.

The third young lady was shy, so when the old master and the others weren't home, she wouldn't appear in the main house. She even had the servants bring her breakfast and dinner to her room.

"Old Ye, do you...do you recognize them?"

With her head down, Ying Sang asked him in a soft, almost inaudible voice.

Before Lao Ye could reply, Lu Mingshi and Lu Luozhi had already come out of the house.

"Sister, it's her. I gave her ten yuan. She's not only my classmate, but also the girl who sits in front of me."

His words surprised Lao Ye.

What?

Did the principal arrange for him to be in the same class as the third young lady?

I wonder...won't Young Master Yuchuan have any objections?

After all, the Third Miss's situation is somewhat special.

just in case……

"Hey, why are you keeping your head down? There's no money to pick up from the ground."

Lu Ming bent down and leaned closer to her lowered head, then looked up.

Their eyes met unintentionally.

Ying Sangrou screamed in fright and quickly raised her face.

She hid behind Old Ye, looking terrified.

When Lu Luozhi saw that her silly younger brother had frightened someone, she quickly slapped him.

"Speak softly and watch your words; you're scaring people."

Amid his cries of pain, she flashed a bright, friendly smile at Sang Rou.

"Hello, I'm this blond kid's older sister. If he does anything weird at school, please tell me, and I'll beat him to a pulp."

Lu Mingshi rubbed his head with one hand and puffed out his cheeks as he shouted, "Sister, I'm your brother, your own brother. You don't have to treat me like a Japanese person. Why don't you just turn me into a blond mummy?"

Lu Luozhi actually stroked her chin and pondered the possibility. "It's not that it's impossible, it's just quite expensive, so it's not really worth it."

"Okay, okay, I'm not worthy, I'm not worthy."

He became withdrawn, squatting to one side and drawing circles in his mind, reflecting on why his dear sister only wanted him to become a blond jerky instead of a blond mummy.

Seeing the scene of the siblings interacting, Ying Sangrou, who peeked out from behind Lao Ye, looked completely bewildered.

So this is how siblings can get along?