The eldest daughter of a peasant family: They are all my sisters’ passers-by

"They look down on them. Their face is earned by themselves."

There was a flash of hostility in Lan Luochen's beautiful peach blossom eyes, but his tone was not very different. Lan Wangshu frowned.

He reached out and grabbed the boy's hand, and sat together on the small stool in front of the stove.

"Talk to your sister and ask if you have been wronged in the academy."

Lan Luochen smiled slightly, without any sign of grievance between his brows.

"How could that be? My sister has already arranged everything."

The young man's hands were never idle, and his speech speed became faster. Lan Wangshu's fox eyes narrowed, appearing a bit dangerous and bewitching.

"Luo Chen, you know, since my sister asked this, it's not for no reason."

Lan Luochen was still young after all, and when he was stared at by Lan Wangshu's all-seeing eyes, his gaze became flustered.

"It's not a big deal. It's just that everyone knows that I got in through the back door. At first they excluded me, but later Brother Jingyang always protected me."

The boy lowered his head, his hair hanging softly on the ground and shoulders, looking listless.

"Why didn't you tell me? It was my fault. I was too impatient."

Lan Wangshu rubbed his head and recalled that she was indeed a little anxious at that time. She was too panicked. Seeing that Lan Luochen had a talent for studying, she sent him directly to the county school. She completely forgot how eye-catching it would be for someone of their identity to use such a quota.

She looked at him with pity, they must have suffered a lot of bad things because of the backdoor they took.

"Sister, they were not convinced at first, but now they are not as educated as me, so they just think it's because I'm smart and don't reject me anymore. Since they knew Zui Fusheng was yours, they are more willing to date me. So, sister, you are protecting me in your own way, I know."

Lan Luochen couldn't stand the way Lan Wangshu looked at him, he didn't need it. He was a man and could handle his own problems. He was just grateful for Lan Wangshu's arrangement. Even if it required a little price to pay, it was what he deserved and it was worth it.

Lan Luochen was completely grateful to Lan Wangshu. The look in Lan Wangshu's eyes as he looked at him became more and more tired and strange, yet also revealed a hint of kindness. The young man thought that it must be his eyes that were blurry, how could his sister at such an age have such an expression.

"Come on, look at my son. He is so sensible and cute."

[Host, forgive me for being blunt, he is your younger brother, you can't raise him as your son like this, it's wrong. ]

"That's what I mean. You see, he's so cute when he purses his lips. Well, he's mommy's big son."

[Host, calm down.]

"Oh, I know. What's the difference between raising a brother and raising a child?"

Lai Qian'er folded his arms and smiled coldly.

[Host, if one day you call him son in front of him, what do you think he will think of you? ]

Lan Wangshu thought about the situation, shuddered, and refused to die socially.

"You're right this time."

"Are you cold, sister?"

Lan Luochen noticed her little action and hurriedly reached out to start a fire.

"My brother is really a little sun. It seems not bad to get a brother for free."

[Host, have you forgotten that you said this guy is evil? ]

"Have it?"

Lan Wangshu pretended not to know and casually stroked his hair twice.

Lan Luochen looked around and there was nothing to eat at home. He wondered how Lan Wangshu managed to make so many delicious dishes.

"Sister, I'll make what to eat today."

"It's enough if you have the intention. I'll do it. You can get out now."

There is something unspeakable about Lan Wangshu’s cooking, so it’s better not to do it in front of outsiders. She had changed the seasoning earlier, and it would be difficult to explain if someone asked.

"But, you... it's not convenient for you at this time, so let me do it. Sister, don't touch cold water."

Lan Wangshu was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that he meant this. He was quite thoughtful.

"How about this, can you help me wash the vegetables?"

Lan Luochen thought about it and finally agreed. Zhou Xingnan would not give up until he had tasted Lan Wangshu's cooking. With his personality, he might just stay and leave when his demands were met.

"What does my sister need me to do?"

Lan Wangshu's eyes rolled around and he picked up a few dishes and put them in the basket.

Lan Luochen folded his sleeves up twice, revealing his well-defined arms. Lan Wangshu took a look and was a little surprised.

"I learned some techniques from Mr. Mo when he was in the academy. I have been practicing them and now I am very strong."

The boy looked at the way Lan Wangshu was staring at him, feeling somewhat proud. He wanted to make the lines clearer and fully demonstrate his fighting ability. He would work hard to grow up and protect his sister.

Lan Wangshu looked at his cocky side that only appeared occasionally as a child and nodded in agreement.

"Then I will tell this little warrior about the job of fetching water and washing vegetables. Remember to wash them cleanly."