He was immediately indignant, "That post is yours, why do you want my father's manor?"

This idiot!

"How funny! Why do you think you can take my things for free?" Bai Youyou glanced at him and raised the gauze wrapped around her wrist. "Just because of your attitude towards me?"

Bai Luochuan: “…”

He was speechless and turned his face away guiltily.

Yesterday, I had intended to ask my mother to persuade my younger sister to use her relationship with Miss Zhao to ask for an invitation.

But I didn't expect that Miss Zhao would personally deliver the invitation without me even asking.

If he had known this would happen, he shouldn't have treated her like that yesterday.

I felt a little regretful, but when I thought about how my father had exchanged a farm for this piece of ink for me, I couldn't help feeling happy.

He is the legitimate son of the second wife, and his father always thinks about him.

On the corridor, the maid's footsteps became heavier, and the previous silence was instantly broken.

Yang Momo ordered the maids to fetch hot water and sweep the floor.

Bai Luochuan suppressed his excitement and kept his eyes fixed on the curtain at the door.

It was a day off today, and Bai Yanlang woke up a little late because he tossed and turned last night and didn't fall asleep until the early morning.

He opened the curtain and entered the warm room. He was stunned to find that his legitimate son and daughter were both there.

"father."

The warm room was as warm as spring. Bai Luochuan's cheeks flushed with excitement. He stood up and walked forward, asking impatiently, "I heard from my sister that you asked for an invitation from Mr. Mo for me. I am very touched."

Bai Yanlang was caught off guard and uttered an "Ah!". He slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, I forgot I have something important to deal with. I'll talk about the invitation in a few days."

He wanted to find an excuse to leave, but Bai Youyou would not give him this opportunity. She took two or three steps forward and pulled his arm, smiling coquettishly: "Dad, didn't you say yesterday that the invitation was for the second brother? The invitation is with you, why not give it to the second brother now, so that he won't be worried about it and can't sleep at night or eat."

Bai Luochuan glanced at her gratefully, then turned around and looked at his father expectantly, "Dad, I promise today that I will study hard and live up to your high expectations."

Being stopped on both sides, Bai Yanlang stammered "OK" in response, then simply walked forward and sat down on the chair.

The maid brought the insulated lunch boxes of meals prepared from the kitchen and placed them on the table one by one.

Bai Youyou took a spoon and scooped a bowl of soup and placed it in front of Bai Yanlang, smiling and saying, "Dad, it doesn't matter whether you give it to me earlier or later. It's better to give it to me in advance. My brother will be happy, too."

Bai Yanlang hadn't eaten dinner yesterday and was starving. Even though he smelled the aroma of chicken soup, he found it difficult to swallow.

He stared at his legitimate daughter, whom he seldom paid attention to, and gritted his teeth secretly.

I tricked him yesterday, and he tricked me again today. The key is that he can't do anything about it.

In his heart, he favored his eldest son, but in front of his legitimate son, he also maintained the image of a loving father and a filial son. If he did not give the invitation out today, the legitimate son would definitely blame him.

But if you give it out...

He tilted his head to look at his legitimate son and sighed, "Luochuan, Dad knows that you have always been sensible and open-minded. There is only one invitation from Master Mo, and your elder brother..."

He hesitated to speak, and acted in a difficult manner.

If he had done this in the past, Bai Luochuan would have been understanding and humble, not making things difficult for him.

At this moment, his hand holding the chopsticks tightened again and again, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line.

It turned out that the post he exchanged for Zhuangzi was for his eldest brother.

The boy's handsome eyes were red, with a layer of mist appearing faintly.

Bai Youyou drank the chicken soup leisurely, looking at Bai Luochuan who was enduring in silence, with veins bulging on his forehead and white finger bones, and he just found it funny.

Didn't we always advise the original owner and his mother to be humble and magnanimous in the past? Now that it concerns their own major interests, they can't be so broad-minded?

Lu tidied herself up, lifted the curtain and walked in.

"Mom, I've got some chicken soup for you, drink it while it's hot."

When Bai Youyou saw Lu coming, she hurriedly took a bowl and scooped up some chicken soup and placed it in front of her.

Lu picked up the bowl and ate her meal in a happy mood, not noticing the strange atmosphere between the father and son opposite her.

Bai Luochuan suppressed the sour feeling in his nose, and when he looked up again, he called out "mother" pitifully.

Lu looked into his red eyes and exclaimed in surprise, "What's wrong with your eyes? Do you have conjunctivitis?"

She quickly put the bowl on the table and held it in front of Bai Youyou, "My son, don't look at him. Pink eye is contagious and very serious."

Bai Luochuan was struck by lightning and stood there in a daze.

"Cough cough."

Bai Yanlang raised the corner of his mouth, pretended to cough twice, picked up the bowl of cold chicken soup, lowered his head, and drank it mouthful by mouthful with a spoon.

Bai Youyou tried hard to hold back her laughter, and her shoulders shrugged.

Isn't it just conjunctivitis?

Yang Momo standing by had a blank expression on her face, except for the wrinkles around her eyes that became deeper.

"mother."

Bai Luochuan's nose was no longer sore, but his face was burning with embarrassment.

For the sake of the invitation, he did not walk away like he did before, "Mom, that invitation from Master Mo..."

"The invitation is with your father, why don't you ask him for it yourself?"

Mrs. Lu also discovered that her son did not have conjunctivitis. She rolled her eyes at him, picked up a piece of dried bamboo shoots with her chopsticks and started eating.

Bai Luochuan: “…”

He had a deep feeling of suffocation.

"father."

With no hope for his biological mother, he could only turn his gaze to his biological father, with red eyes, praying for a little mercy.

"Luochuan," Bai Yanlang didn't look him in the eye. He put down his chopsticks, picked up the white handkerchief beside him and wiped the corner of his mouth. Then he said earnestly, "Your elder brother has already won the title of scholar. If he can get the guidance of Master Mo, he will definitely be on the list of the imperial examination next autumn."

He patted Bai Luochuan's shoulder with a loving look, "Dad knows that you are always kind and generous, a magnanimous child. This opportunity should be given to your elder brother. We are all family. If he passes the imperial examination and has a bright future, he will definitely support you in the future."

"Dad, I will also take the college entrance examination next February..."

Bai Luochuan was extremely anxious, his throat was hoarse, and his words trembled slightly.

Just as Lu opened her mouth to say something, Bai Youyou quietly tugged at the hem of her clothes.

If we don't take this opportunity to tear off Bai Luochuan's calm and indifferent face, there will be trouble in the future.

"Dad knows that you will take the college entrance examination next year, but your elder brother needs this opportunity more."

Bai Yanlang raised his eyelids and squinted at Bai Youyou, saying meaningfully: "Dad doesn't want to let you down, but there is only one invitation. If your sister can ask for another one..."

"What the hell are you talking about!"

Mrs. Lu slammed her chopsticks on the table and interrupted him, "Stop trying to sow discord here! Do you really think this post is like cabbage that can be found everywhere? One post is not enough, and you want my son to lose face and ask for help? How can you be so shameless? If that thousand-mile horse is in front of you, I'm afraid it won't be able to run a circle in three days!"

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