The clothes Wei Lin prepared in advance did not fit well.
Wei Lin said: "It doesn't matter."
Then I immediately contacted a brand and asked them to come to my door with different models of clothes and try them on until they fit me.
He was also afraid that he would not have a chance to show his strength in front of Li Xiaoya.
What a great opportunity!
Li Xiaoya tried on clothes until after ten o'clock in the evening after arriving at Wei's house.
Fortunately she slept on the plane, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to bear it.
The brand staff packed their suitcases and left the Wei family.
After all, not everyone watches variety shows.
The staff immediately asked their colleagues: "Who is that child? The Wei family is very nice to her. She keeps trying on clothes until she is satisfied..."
The colleague was stunned for a moment and said: "Is it good for her? She's not very old, right? It's really good for her. She should have measured the size in advance instead of trying on one piece. The little girl is tired of trying on it. It feels more like intentional Show it to others."
"Ah? What you said...makes sense!"
They couldn't help but look back at the luxurious villa behind them and murmured: "Things are complicated for rich people!"
Fortunately, Wei Lin's drama addiction is not too exaggerated.
After choosing clothes, Wei Lin left.
No one taught Li Xiaoya how to use the things in her new home, but she was not afraid or embarrassed.
She walked into the bathroom alone, looked at the weird-shaped shower head, and fumbled to turn on the faucet.
Sheng Yuxiao taught her before!
After taking a shower, find the hair dryer and turn it on.
She had also seen Sheng Yuxiao use this.
She took care of herself obediently before climbing into the Queen SiZe's big bed.
This was her first time sleeping in such a big bed, and the quilt was warm and soft.
But she couldn't fall asleep immediately.
Li Xiaoya stared at the ceiling for a while, then suddenly got up and rummaged through the small backpack he brought from Lijia Village.
The bag is still the one Sheng Yuxiao bought.
She carefully opened the zipper, took out the photo of her mother from her bag, then hugged it in her arms, and then returned to the bed.
"Mom, we're home." She whispered and finally closed her eyes.
Li Xiaoya fell asleep.
But Wei Wenqing couldn't fall asleep. He went to find his second brother, but was stopped by a servant when he entered.
"The second young master has just taken a rest, please don't disturb me," the servant said.
Wei Wenqing slapped him directly.
The servant was stunned.
After all, this trick worked very well in the past. This young master has never shown his temper. How could he be so good and suddenly hit someone?
Wei Wenqing didn't care what he was thinking, he pushed him aside roughly and broke through the door.
It’s different!
He gritted his teeth and thought, now I have someone to protect! None of you can stop me!
"Who?" The second young master who was sleeping on the bed was suddenly disturbed and fumbled to turn on the bedside lamp.
"Oh, it's you, Wen Qing." The second young master said feebly, "Why are you back?" As he spoke, the second young master frowned: "I didn't ask you to..."
Wei Wenqing raised his hand and made two quick gestures.
After all, they are biological brothers. After spending a long time together, the second young master understood what he meant at once.
"What? The person was found? Where? Where?" The second young master grabbed the bedside excitedly and reluctantly sat up.
Wei Wenqing continued to gesture.
The second young master's face suddenly darkened: "Wei Lin, let Wei Lin take the lead! Why did you..."
Wei Wenqing interrupted him and gestured: "She volunteered for the little duck. I have thought about it. We are all useless people now and have too much time to take care of ourselves. How can we take care of her? Why not let Wei Lin take care of her first, and we can protect her secretly..."
The second young master interrupted him in turn, and said with a livid face: "Is that so? Could it be that she also... dislikes us? So she is willing to fall to Wei Lin?"
When Wei Wenqing heard this, his face turned red with anger and he gestured excitedly: "How can you think so? She is my sister's daughter! She is a good child! I want to protect her, but she also wants to protect us! "
The second young master was silent.
Wei Wenqing couldn't bear his appearance at all, so he rushed up and grabbed his collar.
"Second brother, you can't think of her like this. She is very good, too good, too good..."
The second young master grabbed his wrist, raised his head and sighed: "I know. I'm just worried, just... afraid. We have all experienced what it feels like to be disliked by those close to you. Wen Qing, I want to see her! Now!"
Wei Wenqing glared at him and gestured, "She must be asleep."
A trace of anxiety appeared on the second young master's pale face: "But I can't wait." "No, no, forget it, tell me first, does she look like Wen Yu?"
Wei Wenqing nodded.
"Okay, tell me first, you went to Lijia Village, what happened next?"
The two brothers had not had such a long talk in countless years.
A mute is no longer willing to communicate with others after losing his language function.
One of my lower limbs was paralyzed, and I hated taking a step out of the house from then on.
But now, they are gathered together, talking and gesticulating, crying and laughing. It seemed like all the suppressed emotions over the years were vented on this day.
…
The movements here were not hidden from Wei Lin's eyes and ears.
After Wei Lin heard this, he waved his hand and said, "It's not important. It's normal for people to be excited after finally coming back."
There's no use getting excited anyway.
Wei Linzhi slept well and contentedly.
The next day, when Li Xiaoya opened his eyes, he was shocked.
Because there were two people guarding her bedside.
One she was very familiar with was Wei Wenqing. She didn't recognize the other one... This man's cheeks were thin and sunken, his eyes were bloodshot, he was excited, and most importantly, he was... sitting in a wheelchair.
At this time, Wei Wenqing and the Second Young Master also realized that Li Xiaoya was frightened by them.
The second young master wiped his face in embarrassment and couldn't help but start to recall the last time he looked in the mirror... His current appearance is probably, probably, quite scary...
So the second young master used the wheelchair to move back.
At this time, he heard the little girl's crisp voice: "Second uncle?"
The second young master's movements suddenly froze.
His expression also became dull.
After a while, he came back to his senses, grabbed Wei Wenqing's arm and shook it: "What did she call me? What did she call me!"
Wei Wenqing: "..."
If you hold my hand, what else can I "say"?
A laugh suddenly burst out of the second young master's throat.
The laughter was suppressed and sad, and even tears came out of her eyes as she smiled.
He looked at Li Xiaoya again.
So smaller.
It was like seeing my little sister again.
But on this child's face, there is a look that is more courageous and tenacious than his sister.
"You called me Second Uncle, right? How did you know I was Second Uncle?" The Second Young Master lowered his voice, and now he finally looked like a normal adult.
"I know in advance that my eldest uncle and eldest aunt have passed away, my second uncle is in a wheelchair, and my younger uncle can't speak anymore..." Li Xiaoya said slowly.
When the second young master heard this, he was relieved: "So you know, you know that your relatives are a bunch of cripples."
Li Xiaoya knew that he must be sad and painful at this moment.
She didn't know how to comfort people.
She could only get out of the quilt, stand up, move forward, and hug the man in a wheelchair in front of her.
The second young master was speechless.
He raised his hand tremblingly and touched Li Xiaoya's hair.
He said hoarsely: "Although he is disabled, he is still your uncle. I can't leave, but my shooting skills are still very accurate. If someone bullies you..."
He paused and his tone suddenly became fierce: "I'll beat him to death."
Li Xiaoya hugged his neck, hesitated, and corrected him: "But, if you kill someone, you will go to jail."
The second young master chuckled with tears in his eyes: "Haha, what do you think we should do?"
Li Xiaoya whispered: "Torture him quietly, but don't commit any crime. You must not commit any crime."
"Okay, okay, if you don't commit a crime, we won't commit a crime." The second young master thought to himself that Wen Qing was indeed right.
She is a good child.
He really wanted to hold her and ride a big horse, it would be great if he could hold her up. But he will never have this chance in his life.
"Little Miss." The servant suddenly knocked on the door, "It's time for you to get up and freshen up. You have to attend a banquet later."
The second young master's face suddenly changed: "Are you going to the banquet? Who will accompany you? Wei Lin? He must be unkind, no, I..."
I have to go.
When the words came to his lips, the second young master paused again.
Whether abroad or after returning to China, he has not appeared in public for a long time.
He hates it, he resists it, he doesn't want others to see his jokes, and he also hates the pity in their eyes when they look at him...
But what to do?
How could Li Xiaoya and Wei Lin be allowed to go to the banquet together?
