The Overlord Flower's Guide to Intercepting a Woman's Wife's Death and the Male Lead&

Carrying large and small bags, I went up to the third floor.

Fang Lan stopped in front of the skincare product counter.

"Ten boxes of clam oil, please."

Fang Lan unscrewed a box and smeared a little on the back of Su Xingmian's hand.

"The wind in the Northwest is like a knife. Your hands are precious; you'll be using them to treat people with needles in the future. Don't waste them."

She gently rubbed Su Xingmian's hand, pinching her delicate fingertips, her voice soft and gentle.

"Once you get there, you need to apply it every morning and evening, remember?"

Su Xingmian nodded obediently.

Fang Lan casually grabbed another box of face cream and threw it into the bag, without stopping talking.

"When you get there, don't rush to do the chores around the house."

"The second son can be sarcastic at times, but he's very protective and soft-hearted. You can just order him around."

"Can he do everything?"

Su Xingmian blinked.

Fang Lan burst out laughing.

"He's always been good at pretending to be well-behaved since he was a child. He's smart and skillful."

She made a gesture.

"She could sew buttons for her younger brother when she was six years old, and she was also a decent cook."

As she spoke, Fang Lan started to ramble on about her son's past.

Do you know why the second brother likes to trick the third brother so much?

Zhou Bingwen was three steps away, with six or seven shopping bags hanging on his arm, when his seventh sense suddenly sounded an alarm.

"mom!"

"Don't interrupt."

Fang Lan didn't even turn her head.

"I have two sons, and I hope day and night that my third child will be a daughter."

"My second child knows I'm pregnant with my little sister, and he's been hanging around me all the time. We've also prepared a bunch of little girl clothes for the house."

"Who would have thought that he would be born a boy?"

"I'm heartbroken, but I can't let these clothes go to waste."

"So I dressed up my third child like a little girl from a young age."

Upon hearing this, Su Xingmian's eyes flickered slightly, and she pressed her lips together tightly.

"The second brother also protects the third brother like the apple of his eye."

Fang Lan emphasized her words.

"Until the second child was eight years old, and the third child was three years old."

"After the second brother discovered that the third brother was actually a chubby boy, he realized he had been deceived."

"Do you know what the second brother does?"

Su Xingmian's watery eyes sparkled.

"What did he do?"

"He carried us on his back and took the third brother directly to the back mountain."

Fang Lan paused for a moment.

He pointed to the beehive in the tree and said to the third son,

"Third brother, there's a nest of little birds inside. If you tap it with a stick, the birds will fly out and you can play with them."

Su Xingmian's eyelashes trembled slightly upon hearing this.

"The third brother believed it."

"Just hold up a bamboo pole and poke it up."

Zhou Bingwen, standing to the side, was so embarrassed he wanted to disappear into the ground.

"and then?"

Su Xingmian cooperated and pressed for more information.

"Then the whole swarm of bees exploded."

"Bingwen had seven stings on his head, which swelled up like a pig's head. He ran home crying."

Fang Lan rubbed her forehead.

"As for the second son, he had already run to a spot twenty meters away and was squatting down."

"When your dad arrived, he stood up, dusted himself off, and looked completely innocent."

"Dad, I didn't know it was a beehive either."

"It was later found out that he did it on purpose, and your grandfather punished him by making him copy the Analects for three days."

"After he finished copying it and handed it in, your grandfather even praised him for his improved handwriting."

Fang Lan shook her head and sighed.

"This fox cub has been jet black since it was a cub!"

"So, Mianmian, let me be clear from the start."

"This son is vengeful, quick-witted, and has a sweet tongue; he's incredibly good at flattering people."

She stared intently into Su Xingmian's eyes.

"You must not let him lead you by the nose."

Su Xingmian lowered her eyes, her fingers pinching the box of clam oil.

Her expression was innocent and harmless, but she was secretly overjoyed.

At the age of eight, he could set up traps and swindle people, and still escape unscathed.

She found this second brother to be very interesting.

Regardless of whether that mechanical voice is that of a great demon or a chivalrous hero.

We absolutely cannot tolerate the fact that they've set their sights on the long-term meal ticket she's chosen.

Anyone who dares to try and steal it will be taught a lesson and become a beehive of thorns.

However, such a cunning old fox shouldn't tolerate anyone plotting against or trying to take advantage of him.

When the time comes, he'll definitely swindle you until there's not even a bone left, right?

She stood by, waving flags and cheering.

No wonder he's the fiancé she chose.

Su Xingmian felt increasingly pleased with herself.

Fang Lan stared at her for a long time, her brows slowly furrowing.

"Mianmian."

"Um?"

"Are you really sure about this?"

Fang Lan's tone became more serious.

"The conditions in the Northwest are very harsh. I'm worried you won't be able to handle it with your skinny arms and legs."

She hesitated for a moment, then added another sentence.

"How about... you don't marry the second son, and stay in the capital to marry the third son instead?"

"Although the third brother is used to being tricked by his second brother and has a somewhat impulsive personality, he is simple-minded and his life is not tiring."

"Mom can watch over you every day, and no one can bully you. Mom really can't bear to part with you."

Zhou Bingwen didn't say anything, but his eyes were fixed on Su Xingmian.

Su Xingmian shook her head, decisively and cleanly.

"Mom, I want my second brother."

I want to go to the Great Northwest.

She paused, then curved her hair into a sweet smile.

"The Great Northwest has sunshine, wind, and vast tracts of land."

"These are things that can only be experienced by the living."

"I want to experience it."

"When I have time off, I'll come back with my second brother to see my parents, grandparents, and Bingwen."

Fang Lan looked at her earnest little face, her eyes slightly reddening.

This child lost his family at a young age and suffered greatly alone in the countryside.

Other girls are afraid of hardship.

She, on the other hand, thinks that being able to endure hardship is proof that she's alive.

Fang Lan sniffed and put her arm around Su Xingmian's shoulder.

"Okay, then Mom won't force you."

"If that brat dares to bully you, write back and I'll take the train to teach him a lesson."

Su Xingmian sweetly agreed.

Fang Lan took a couple of steps with her arm around her, then suddenly leaned close to her ear and whispered.

"Mom will teach you another trick."

"That second brother has always liked his sister. If you encounter a difficult problem, all you have to do is be cute and he'll do anything for you."

Su Xingmian perked up her ears.

She firmly remembered the winning formula of acting cute.

She lowered her head, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved into a smile.

She's an expert at this question.

Old fox, just you wait.

Zhou Bingwen stood behind for a while before slowly exhaling.

From the moment those nine silver needles pierced Grandpa's knee last night, the affection had already changed.

It has become a form of worshipful submission.

He had actually figured it out.

Her second brother was indeed better able to protect her than he was.

He was just a little unwilling to accept it.

Despite her reluctance, she still had to carry her sister-in-law's bag.

He took out his wallet, counted the bills inside, and turned to walk towards the grocery counter.

"Comrade, ten bars of imported chocolate, the most expensive kind."

The sales clerk was taken aback by his arrogance.

"Comrade, one board costs five foreign exchange certificates, are you sure?"

"Sure."

Zhou Bingwen stacked the foreign exchange certificates on the counter.

"Add two more cans of malted milk powder and a can of fruit."

Fang Lan called from behind.

"Bingwen, what are you doing?"

"These are for my second sister-in-law to keep on her journey."

Zhou Bingwen stuffed the chocolates into the largest shopping bag.

"The train journey takes three days and two nights, and there isn't a single decent station along the entire Northwest."

"If my second sister-in-law goes hungry, my second brother will skin me alive."

He paused, then added in a low voice.

"Second Brother really got a great deal in eight lifetimes."

Su Xingmian stood by the counter, peeled open a fruit candy that Fang Lan handed her, and put it in her mouth.

sweet.

The Zhou family treated her too well, to the point that even she, a non-human, felt it was unreal.

Grandma always said that you can't take kindness for free; you have to pay it back if you owe it.

She silently memorized every detail.

One day, she will repay all these favors to the Zhou family, with interest.

As the group was finishing their shopping and checking out at the counter on the first floor, a sharp female voice suddenly broke in.

"Zhou Bingwen, stop right there!"

A girl wearing a military green jacket walked towards us. She had a round face, thick eyebrows, and two braids.

Judging from his proud and upright posture, he's clearly a child of a privileged family.

Zhou Bingwen paused, frowning.

"Song Ningning?"

Song Ningning's gaze lingered on Su Xingmian's face for two seconds before she frowned.

Then she saw the bag of chocolates in Zhou Bingwen's hand.

Then I saw him being so attentive, like a servant.

Her face gradually darkened, and her tone became very sharp.

"Zhou Bingwen, who are you buying all these expensive things for?"

Zhou Bingwen frowned even more deeply.

"Song Ningning, what business is it of yours who I buy things for?"

Song Ningning was speechless for a moment, and her gaze fell on Su Xingmian again.

The girl was so fair it was dazzling, and her features were so delicate they seemed unreal.

That obedient and weak appearance is just annoying.

"Who's this? Your boyfriend?"

"Last week you said you didn't have a boyfriend, and today you're out flaunting some vixen in public?"

As soon as those three words were uttered, customers around who were shopping all turned to look.

Su Xingmian's fingers touched the needle pouch.

Forget it, it's not worth it.