The cousin girl plays the role of silly and sweet every day

Chapter 54 He is really his good junior brother

Tan Shu reached out and grabbed the umbrella from Ming An's hand, and replied to Jiang Wenyu: "Junior brother is still of some use."

Ming'an looked up at his secretive senior brother and read:

"Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain. There was a poor little monk in the temple, and the poor little monk had an unfair brother."

The wronged senior brother raised his hand, like a five-fingered mountain, and pressed it on the poor little monk's head, and softly scolded: "No big, no small."

Ming'an: "Brother, don't touch my head all the time in front of outsiders! It makes me look stupid!"

Tan Shu: "It turned out to be more stupid."

Ming An: "..."

Jiang Wenyu couldn't help but laugh.

Tan Shu was shaken by her smile, and felt a little funny for no reason, and there was a hint of bright emotion in his heart.

Tan Shu and Ming An held an umbrella together and sent Jiang Wenyu back to the front hall.

Ming'an took a new umbrella from the front hall, held the umbrellas with Tan Shu one after another, and walked back to the back room.

The rain hit the umbrella, crackling, and fell to the ground along the ribs, leaving a thin puddle of water on the steps.

Ming'an looked at the tall figure in front of him, and saw Tan Shu's shoulders that were wet because he held an umbrella with him just now, and his bright eyes that rolled around.

Only then did the junior brother, who had an extremely long reflex arc, remember to ask: "Senior brother, where are your clothes?"

Tan Shu walked under the eaves and said, "Swallow the problem back."

Ming An: "..."

As long as the senior brother opens his mouth, he can make his junior brother furious.

Ming'an touched his head.

what--

No hair to explode!
He was so angry that he felt lonely.

When he arrived at the back room, Tan Shu closed the umbrella and threw it to Ming'an.

Ming'an placed the umbrella neatly in the corner of the door and shouted in without giving up: "Brother, are your clothes at Miss Jiang's place?"

Inside the house, Tan Shu changed his clothes, just as Ming'an thought -

The senior brother was wearing a robe and holding his precious flute in his hand, sitting half dead.

Tan Shu's face was extremely cold, obviously in terrible condition.

"Senior brother." Ming'an called cautiously.

Talk about it without saying a word.

Ming'an bathed in Tan Shu's cold gaze and entered the room without caring.

He walked to the wooden table and made a bowl of medicinal soup warmed by charcoal fire.

"Senior brother—here."

Tan Shu took the bowl and drank it in one gulp with an expressionless expression. Then he lay back and waited quietly for the medicine to take effect.

At the same time, his hands were not idle, and his slender fingers were flexibly spinning the flute.

Ming'an pulled up a low stool and stared at the medicine soup while paying attention to his senior brother's condition.

I'm afraid that my unjust brother will die if he's not careful.

The senior brother comes to the temple once a month to get sick.

A few years ago, Ming'an would be frightened by his ferocious-looking senior brother so much that he would have nightmares in the middle of the night.

Later, Ming'an decided that if the senior brother bothered him in his sleep again, don't blame the junior brother for reciting the most annoying Buddhist scriptures in the senior brother's ears!

Therefore, every time Tan Shu went to the temple, Ming'an would read scriptures loudly next to him.

However, the junior brother cannot bear the consequences of making his senior brother irritated——

Junior Brother's No. 17 Panpancai was gloriously bald today.

Thinking of the first sixteen games, Ming'an couldn't bear to look back.

But fortunately, every time, the senior brother would give him more exotic dishes.

After half a stick of incense, Ming'an served another bowl of soup to his lifeless senior brother.

After drinking two bowls of soup, Tan Shu frowned tightly.

With a clang, the jade flute fell from his hand and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Ming'an said in fear: "Brother, you are not going to die, are you?
Tan Shu pressed his temples heavily, feeling a headache.

"I'm going to call Master!"

Ming'an rushed out of the door. Tan Shu was too preoccupied with himself to call out to him.After a while, Ming'an came back with Abbot Hongguang.

"Master, I won't really light a lantern for my senior brother during the Qingming Festival next year, right?" Ming'an had tears in his eyes, "No, I have to do it every year..."

Hongguang: "..."

Tan Shu: "..."

He's not dead yet, and he's already thinking about visiting his grave.

He is really his good junior brother.

Abbot Hongguang stepped forward and felt Tan Shu's pulse.

Abbot Hongguang's face, which usually remained unchanged for thousands of years, suddenly turned serious.

Tan Shu asked Ming An to pick up the flute as if nothing had happened. When he got the flute, he said casually: "No, I'm not used to this. Just smile."

The ignorant senior brother began to tease the abbot and master.

Ming'an anxiously moved away the tea set that could hit people.

——This way, senior brother will not be smashed.

Abbot Hongguang sighed and told Ming'an: "Go and give the medicine from last time to your senior brother."

Ming'an agreed and left uneasily.

The thick rain like catkins was still falling outside the house, the weather was dark, the lights were lit inside the house, and it was so quiet that you could hear the sound of rain falling to the ground outside.

Tan Shu sat up and tapped the flute with his finger: "If I challenge Li Zhaoyi and the others now, what do you think the chances of winning are?"

Abbot Hongguang: "Ten percent."

Tan Shu: "Oh?"

Abbot Hongguang: "You will lose [-]% of the time."

Tan Shu said thoughtfully: "In that case, I will send people to ambush them first, and then I will say it was me who did it later."

Abbot Hongguang: "..."

The prince said, "The world is big and the earth is big, but face is the biggest thing." In front of the enemy, you can lose your life, but you can't give up your face.

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The dark clouds floating in the sky gradually dispersed, and the heavy rain turned into light rain, like silk threads.

Chun was still meditating with the monks and worshiping Buddha, while Jiang Wenyu sat bored on the huanghuali bench.

The sound of gurgling rain lingered in his ears. Jiang Wenyu hugged Tan Shu's coat and stared at the swaying rain curtain in the distance.

The wind blew up her broken hair, and Jiang Wenyu raised his hand to press it down.

Since getting the blood-coagulating jade, her dreams have become more and more frequent.

It’s getting harder and harder to sleep.

The light rain was perfect for resting. Jiang Wenyu leaned her head against the pillar. The area was quiet and no one was moving around. She gradually closed her eyes.

"Girl Jiang?"

Someone called her softly.

Jiang Wenyu woke up quickly and rubbed his eyes, his vision changed from hazy to clear.

Ming'an ran anxiously, with a little sweat on his forehead: "Miss Jiang, if you are sleepy, you can go to the side room to rest."

Jiang Wenyu shook his head and refused with a smile: "Thank you, but no, I'll go back later."

Ming'an's eyes were attracted by the clothes in her hands.

Jiang Wenyu looked down and saw Tan Shu's coat.

If you can't return the clothes today, it will probably be difficult to return them later.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wenyu raised his eyes and looked at Ming'an: "These are the prince's clothes. Can you help me return them to the prince?"

Ming'an's eyes lit up.

Let me just say, senior brother’s clothes must be at Miss Jiang’s place!Guessed it!You can show off to your senior brother when you get back!
"Okay!" Ming'an said excitedly.

"Thank you very much then."

Jiang Wenyu gave him the clothes, and Ming'an took them with a smile.

After a few breaths, Ming'an's smile froze on his face, and he hurriedly pushed the clothes back to Jiang Wenyu.

"no!"

Jiang Wenyu didn't expect that he would regret it temporarily and said in shock: "What's wrong?"

　Ask for a ticket~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)