MTL - Group Pet Little Fat Baby: I Have Four Big Daddies-Chapter 24 Brother, I want to go to the countryside

  Chapter 24 Third brother, I want to go to the countryside

   "Even if you are not the third brother's daughter, you must learn the rules and etiquette." Sang Zhi said seriously.

   "Who is as idle as you."

   "I'm very busy, and I have to study until late every day."

   "..."

   "I heard that you are six years old, you can't be so lazy." Sang Zhi said.

   "What's the matter at the age of six, what rules do I, a little girl in the country, learn?" Ye Qianning rolled his eyes, good and evil are up to others, and rules can't teach people's hearts.

  Especially some princes and grandchildren, the heirs of the royal family, who do not treat the common people as human beings because of their status.

  Everyone is righteous in the open, but ghosts in the dark.

   "Learning to benefit has nothing to do with identity."

   "Have you ever been to the countryside? I'm just going to learn how to be safe and learn the rules. Who will I show it to when I go back? If people don't laugh at me, I'm crazy."

"you…"

"What about you, you learn etiquette and rules, it's your noble clothes to stretch out your hands to eat and your mouth to open your mouth, what the common people learn is the way of survival." Seeing that he didn't seem to understand very well, Ye Qianning continued: "You don't understand them , They don’t understand your knowledge, they are in a different environment, you just do your own thing, but you have no reason to let others be like you.”

  Sang Zhi stared at her for a while in silence, lowering his eyes for a while as if thinking about her words.

   "Anyway, everyone has their own aspirations, children should not be so paranoid, or they will easily become old men." Ye Qianning sighed.

  A ten-year-old child has no innocence at all, and in a few years he will undoubtedly be an old man.

   "You can't carve out rotten wood." Sang Zhi raised his head, his face bulging with anger.

  Ye Qianning was overjoyed when she saw it. She thought that the old man was deep in thought, but she didn't expect to be angry.

  This is the expression a child should have.

   "Rotten wood can be carved into flowers, do you want me to carve it for you someday?"

   "You...huh." Sang Zhi snorted heavily, and turned to leave with his little hands tucked behind his sleeves.

  Ye Qianning raised her hand to touch her little nose, the little old-fashioned still wanted to preach to him, and if she came a few more times, sooner or later she would bring him down, this young old-fashioned with red roots.

  Sang Zhi walked all the way back to the yard, all he could think about was what the little fat man said, the more he thought about it, the more reasonable he felt.

   "Eighth Brother." Sang Yan happened to see him at the gate of the courtyard.

  Sang Zhi raised his head: "Third Brother, why are you here?"

   "I heard that you haven't returned to the palace, so I came to have a look."

   "Master Fanghua will stay in the palace for four days. I thought it would be too troublesome to go out of the palace every day, so I asked my uncle to report to my father. I will return to the palace after Master Fanghua is gone." Sang Zhi said.

   "If you are not used to living in the uncle's mansion, you can come to the third brother's mansion."

   "Thank you, third brother, but the imperial uncle's mansion is also very good, third brother don't have to worry about it, so you can take care of things?"

  Sang Yan thought of those four people, and sighed: "That's right."

   "That's good." Sang Zhi nodded.

   "You go to bed early, and the third brother will come back tomorrow."

"kindness."

  Sang Yan turned around and was full of thoughts. When Xiang Minghou returned to Beijing, there would be some troubles about the children.

   After all, whether it is Gu Shuo, Xiang Minghou, or Qian Fanji, they are all influential figures in the imperial capital. If rumors of such things spread, big things will happen.

   "Third brother."

  The childish and steady shout interrupted Sang Yan's meditation.

  Sang Yan had already walked a long way, turned around when he heard the shout, and looked at the looming and slightly blurred shadow: "What's wrong with the eighth brother?"

  In the darkness, Sang Zhi's face was extremely serious, and his childish voice was very serious.

   "Third Brother, I want to go to the countryside."

   "..."

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  (end of this chapter)