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Although he was a little confused, this did save a lot of trouble. While Doctor Liu breathed a sigh of relief, he also became worried about the young master's future.

No matter how they looked at it, Mrs. Lin was not the type of person they had investigated openly and secretly, and they didn't know whether her decision was good or bad.

But thinking about the situation in the capital, he gritted his teeth and suppressed the worries in his mind. He didn't know how many days his old bones could live. When the time comes, he would just close his eyes and kick his legs, not caring about the southeast or west wind.

After watching Doctor Liu walk away with his crying granddaughter and several servants, Lin Sheng introduced the newly-minted Qiao Zhuangzhuang to the children in the family.

"What? He is only eight years old?" Qin Sanlang was immediately confused. He had been eating well these past few days, and not only had he gained some weight, but his height had also increased a lot. Unexpectedly, he was not as good as an eight-year-old child from the capital.

Qiao Zhuangzhuang actually likes this brother who suddenly appeared. On weekdays, in the palace, the elders forbade his brothers to have too much contact with him because swords have no eyes and they were afraid that he would be in danger, and also because they were afraid that he would be interested in martial arts, so their relationship was very distant.

He opened his big cute eyes, hugged Qin Sanlang's arm, and rubbed his shoulder like a small rice cake. He didn't dislike the poor appearance of this fake cousin who had nothing to do with him. Instead, he called out sweetly, "Big Brother."

Qin Sanlang, who was just worrying that he was not as strong as an eight-year-old child, suddenly felt dizzy and his legs went weak. He almost forgot what year it was.

When the child called him for the third time, he finally came to his senses, hurriedly took out a piece of peanut candy given by his mother from his purse, peeled it with trembling hands, and was about to stuff it into the chubby little boy's mouth.

Xiao Zhuangzhuang was stunned for a moment, and quickly opened his little mouth and took the candy in. The sweet taste of the candy bursting in his mouth instantly made him smile.

Qin Sanlang carefully tapped the chubby kid's fair and tender face with his index finger, and spoke in a much softer voice: "Is it delicious?"

The child replied crisply: "It's delicious. Thank you, big brother."

Qin Sanlang, with a satisfied look on his face, was just about to take out a cake from his pocket for him to eat when he was unexpectedly knocked away by Si Niang who rushed over with a howl.

Si Niang was not polite at all. She raised her hand and pinched Zhuang Zhuang's chubby face: "Call me big sister quickly. Big sister also has delicious candies and snacks for you to eat, and can also teach you how to practice sword."

Xiao Zhuangzhuang, who was not very interested at first, suddenly had a bunch of little stars in his eyes when he heard the word "practice sword". He asked with admiration:

"Big sister, you know how to use a knife? Did you learn it from aunt? That's amazing. Does big brother know how to use a knife, too?"

Si Niang glanced at her third brother who had been hit by her and had not gotten up for a long time. She replied with disdain on her face: "Third brother, oh, the eldest brother you are talking about is a weakling. He is not even as good as the 7-year-old Wu Lang. What can he do?"

Xiao Zhuangzhuang was full of questions: "What kind of chicken is a weak chicken? Is it delicious? What kind of yarn is wool yarn? Is it wooly yarn?"

"I also heard from my mother that a weakling should be someone like my eldest brother who can't get up even if I touch him lightly, right?" Si Niang scratched her head:

"I don't know about the woolen yarn. Maybe it's because it's been left for too long and has grown hair? Sometimes you can use a hammer instead!"

Xiao Zhuangzhuang continued with his eyes wide open: "Did my aunt say all this?"

"Well, our mother is amazing. She knows a lot. She even uses a big bowl to serve meals. You will understand later..."

Qin Sanlang lay on the ground, looking at his new white and fat brother who was taken away by that hooligan sister. He was so angry that he almost fainted.

No, his body is still too weak. From now on he has to eat from a basin like his mother.

......

While having dinner in the evening, Qiao Zhuangzhuang suddenly remembered that, apart from his two guards, he didn't see anyone else from the palace that afternoon.

He tilted his head and asked curiously, "Aunt, where did those people go?"

Lin Sheng took the large copper basin filled with rice from Si Niang and replied casually, "They said there is nothing in this remote area, so they went to the city to buy some this afternoon."

The little fat boy looked confused. The three carriages were still parked in the yard. Did those people go there on foot to do their shopping?

Besides, he didn't believe that those slaves would be so kind as to give him money to buy things and not think about taking advantage of him.

Thinking of this, he took out a small purse from his arms and handed it to Lin Sheng: "Aunt, this is the money my family gave me to support me."

Lin Sheng didn't hesitate to take it and opened it casually. Oh, one hundred thousand taels? Didn't Doctor Liu say that the Liang family had no money? Haha, it turns out that a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

She happily put it away and patted the little fat boy's head: "Zhuangzhuang is so good. I will reward you with a Tang sword after dinner."

Qiao Zhuangzhuang almost jumped for joy. Oh my God, who would have thought that he would have his own sword in his lifetime?

This kid doesn't even think about how long he has lived and how long he still has to live.

Qin Sanlang, who finally sat down next to his new brother, looked bitter again. He raised his eyes to look at his mother and muttered in a low voice: "I want it too."

Lin Sheng rolled his eyes: "Who took the knife and cut off your finger in less than a quarter of an hour? If it weren't for your mother's quick reaction, your entire wrist would have been gone. From now on, you can only change your name to "One-Armed Samurai". How dare you complain to me here."

Qin Sanlang's face turned red instantly. He didn't dare to look up to see the little fat kid's reaction. He could only bury his head in the rice bowl and shovel rice into his mouth.

Just when he was feeling so sad that he almost cried, a piece of delicious braised pork suddenly appeared in the basin.

He raised his face, which was covered with rice grains, and stared blankly at the chubby face with two dimples of the little fat baby, feeling a little at a loss.

Xiao Zhuangzhuang imitated his aunt, clumsily touched his head, and patiently comforted him: "If you can't use a knife, you can still use a bow and arrow, a gun, a hammer, a crossbow... There will always be a weapon suitable for big brother. If it doesn't work, you can also find someone to customize a hidden weapon. Big brother, don't be discouraged."

Qin Sanlang almost burst into tears. In the past, in the Qin family, their second branch was at the bottom of the social class and had always been the oppressed. He had always been indignant but had no choice but to endure it silently.

After finally getting out, not only did he fail to turn things around, he became the most disliked one in the family. It's great that he now has a younger brother who cares about him.

Unfortunately, before he could be moved for long, the warm atmosphere was broken by Si Niang: "Oh, brother, your face is dirty enough with rice grains, and now you are starting to have a runny nose and tears..."

After saying that, Qilang and Balang also laughed: "Brother, what a shame, hahahahahaha~"

During this afternoon, the three of them got used to following Qiao Zhuangzhuang and calling him "big brother".

Qin Sanlang was so embarrassed by them that he began to look for a crack in the ground.