Farm Girl's Manor-Chapter 263: The First Flutter of Zhenzhen’s Request (7)_1

Han Zhiyun was straightforward, slapping Mo Qingze’s shoulder with envy, jealousy, and admiration, saying, "Not only do you excel in academics, but you also have intelligent and competent children. Truly, the heavens show no fairness!"

Mo Qingze couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time, hurriedly uttering a few modest words. However, if the smile on his face hadn’t been so evident, it would have been more convincing.

Han Zhiyun wore an expression full of spite, but in his heart, he genuinely admired his good friend for having three wonderful children.

A small jar of pear wine, weighing around two jin, quickly finished off as it was passed around among three adults and three teenagers.

Han Zhiyun hadn’t had enough to drink and looked at Mo Yan with a smile, "Lovely niece, do you have more of this wine at home? Next time, could you perhaps reserve some solely for your uncle?"

Mo Yan restrained her smile and said, "This time I brought a few jars for my dad. If Uncle Han likes it, take two jars with you; I’ll bring more next time."

Upon hearing this, Han Zhiyun nodded eagerly, as if afraid that a slower response would mean Mo Yan wouldn’t offer them.

"Yan girl, this pear wine is so delicious, have you ever thought about using it to do business?"

After dinner, feeling fully content and holding the two jars of pear wine given to him by Mo Yan, Han Zhiyun suddenly came up with this idea. He believed that if the Mo Family were to get into this unparalleled fruit wine business, they would surely succeed.

Mo Yan smiled and shook her head, "Thank you for your concern, uncle, but I currently have no such thoughts."

Doing business is quite taxing on the mind, and the deceit in the world of commerce can be vexing. Instead, it would be far better to leisurely manage more land and hills in the countryside, becoming a substantial landlord, than to deal with the business world.

After the two went off to the Academy, Mo Yan, as per usual, started to stew the chicken on low heat, then secured the house door, and, together with her siblings, climbed aboard the carriage, planning to visit Liu Tinglan at the Liu Family’s residence.

"Big sister, you promised Zhenzhen that you would bring the Yun Zhao siblings to our home. Let’s go pick them up now!"

Just after getting on the carriage, Zhenzhen suddenly blurted out this sentence.

"When did big sister agree to this?" Mo Yan looked at him, puzzled, thinking he just wanted to play with Yun Zhao, she said, "Yun Zhao is at the Huixian Residence and has many things to do every day. He can’t just play around wherever. If you want to see him, you can visit when he’s not busy."

"But big sister clearly promised Zhenzhen before, to bring them over to live at our house." Zhenzhen said with a disappointed face, "Big sister, you can’t go back on your word."

Bring them to live at our house? Mo Yan was somewhat confused, having no recollection of such a promise, but Zhenzhen wouldn’t lie, so she turned to Xin Er and asked, "Did sister make such a promise?"

Xin Er nodded, "Sister, it was during our return from the Huixian Residence last time. Zhenzhen mentioned it to you, and you nodded in agreement."

"Really?" Mo Yan thought back carefully, but couldn’t recall anything. However, since both siblings said so, she must have agreed at that time.

"Since big sister promised, then we will visit the Huixian Residence later and see if we can bring the siblings home to stay for a few days."

Zhenzhen glanced at his sister and quietly said, "Big sister, it’s not just for a few days. We should bring them to live with us, and from now on, they will stay with us just like Grandfather Li’s family."

Hearing this, Mo Yan’s smile faded slightly, "Is this your own idea, or did Yun Zhao tell you this?"

Detecting the displeasure in his big sister’s voice, Zhenzhen dared not lift his head, "It’s... it’s... it’s Zhenzhen’s idea..."

Seeing him hesitating, Mo Yan frowned slightly, "Why do you have such thoughts? You’ve only played with Yun Zhao a couple of times, do you like him so much that you want them to live in our home?"

Zhenzhen mustered the courage to look up, his eyes carrying an unprecedented seriousness, "Big sister, Yun Zhao and his sister are very pitiable. They do not have a mother, and their father does not care for them; they don’t even have a home. Yun Zhao loves to study; he studies better than Zhenzhen, but he doesn’t have the silver to attend school or buy more books. Zhenzhen also does not have a mother, yet I have a father, a big sister, a home, and the affection from Grandfather Li, Aunt Li, Sister Yanzi... Yun Zhao is about my age, and while Zhenzhen has many delicious things to eat, clothes to wear, and books to read, all he has is his sister... Big sister, could you please help them?"

Mo Yan looked at Zhenzhen with an inscrutable expression and didn’t speak for a long time.

What could she say? Get angry? Angry that he didn’t clarify the situation earlier? Scold? Scold him for presuming? Regret? Regretting having saved Yun Zhao, enabling him to take advantage of her own brother?

More than these, she felt an aching pity. Zhenzhen’s promise to have Yun Zhao and his sister stay at their home stemmed not only from sympathy but also from a shared sense of empathy.

Zhenzhen had lost maternal love from infancy. She thought that if Zhenzhen kept silent, still blessed with the care of their family, he wouldn’t yearn for it. But which child wouldn’t long to be pampered in a mother’s embrace and receive her love?

Zhenzhen looked at his big sister, uneasily regretful. He shouldn’t have made promises based on the pity he felt for Yun Zhao or offered to have him live at their home. Now that he had upset his big sister, his heart ached.

Just when Zhenzhen thought his big sister would ignore him, refusing to agree to the matter, he was suddenly embraced by a pair of warm hands.

"One should keep promises; since you’ve made the promise, big sister naturally cannot let you break your word! But this is an exception and shall not set a precedent!"

Upon hearing this, Zhenzhen immediately leaned into Mo Yan’s embrace, weeping bitterly...