Pampering the sea

The place where Tian Zeyihuang lives is called Shangku Street, and he runs a Chinese silk shop. This is only his superficial business. His main business is a middleman in Sino-Japanese trade. His original name is Gong Huang, and he is originally from Quanzhou. He later came to Japan as a businessman and married the daughter of the great Japanese businessman Tazawa Takeichi, so he followed his wife's surname.He is rich and powerful, and he is known as the owner of Hirado Island.

The owner of Hirado Island has three sons and daughters, the son has not returned home, the daughter is staying in the boudoir, and there is a youngest son, five or six years old, pink and tender, really cute.

At this moment, the youngest son looked up at Xin Yue, tilted his head and said with a smile: "Sister, why don't you laugh."

It has been ten days since Chu Zhiling took Xin Yue by force. At this time, Xin Yue was looking at the extremely gorgeous phoenix flowers in the courtyard, and asked, "Is there anything to be happy about?" In fact, his expression was not lonely. , faintly, as before, lightly pursing the line of her lips, as if she was really asking this child.

"Sister is very unhappy, is it because she misses Brother Chu?"

Xin Yue's eyes were as if a silver bottle was suddenly broken, and the waves were shocked, and there was a flash of frost-like sharpness in his eyes, and then Wuhen said indifferently: "Go play with your own friends, don't disturb me here."

"Big Brother doesn't like me, and Second Sister doesn't like me either, and no one plays with me..." The child pursed his lips depressedly.

Xin Yue thought that he would leave now, but he didn't move a single step, instead, he held onto Xin Yue's sleeve tightly and said arrogantly: "I want you to play with me, otherwise, don't stay in our house gone."

Xin Yue snorted: "You think I want to stay here? I want to go home more than anyone else. You drive me out, it's just what I want."

Seeing that Xinyue couldn't help it, the child who had suffered a lot collapsed, and returned to the innocent, harmless and timid look before. His black eyes gleamed, his red mouth was flattened, and he let go of Xinyue's grip. clothes, stood there with his head bowed.

Xin Yue suddenly felt that he was so boring.What is it to vent your anger on a child when you feel uncomfortable?

She knelt down and patted the child's thin body with her hands: "Hey, why are you crying as a boy?"

"Where did I cry?" The child raised his head stubbornly, his eyes slightly red.

Xin Yue put his hands on his forehead speechlessly, calmed down his emotions before speaking, and coaxed him very patiently: "You didn't cry, I was the one who cried."

"You..." The child burst into tears, "You mocked me."

Xin Yue is quite surprised that such a young person knows how to use the word sarcasm so well, but now is obviously not the time to delve into it.

"I don't have it." She squinted at him, stretched out her hand and patted the phoenix petals off her shoulders, extremely calm and breezy.

"I'm not a stupid pig, I can understand people's language, and I'm not a child anymore." He looked at Xin Yue angrily.

Xin Yue curled his lips slightly: "You are indeed very smart, I'm just mocking you, crybaby."

"you……"

The child was speechless and began to sob again.

Xin Yue looked at the sky, became depressed decisively, and then said: "You little brat."

The child was crying, and according to Xin Yue's previous personality, she could have ignored it and turned around to leave, but when she saw the child, she remembered Xiao Minmin in the fishing village.

In fact, the two of them don't look alike, Minmin is dark and not flirtatious, but the child in front of him is beautiful.But it will be implicated, it seems that there is no reason.

She patted the child's little back and said helplessly, "I really didn't do anything to you."

The child started to cry: "No one plays with me, I'm not happy at all by myself..."

"I accompany..."

"Are you playing with me? Is it true?" The child immediately changed his face, wiped his nose, and looked at Xin Yue with bright eyes.

"I mean, I pooh."

Seeing the child's sunny face suddenly collapsed, Xin Yue hooked the corners of his lips again.

Suddenly realized a strange problem, this child... speaks Chinese.

"Do you want to play shuttlecock, catch birds, or play marbles? Let me tell you, don't ask me to do such silly things as hide-and-seek."

"Catch the bird!"

Xin Yue looked at the child's smiling eyes, and was slightly stunned. His heart immediately cleared up a lot. When he saw a butterfly flying above the child's head, he subconsciously called out, "Mmm, don't move."

Quickly pinching the butterfly's wings, Xin Yue held the butterfly and waved it in front of the child: "Hey, I caught a bird for you, play with it yourself, I'll go first."

"Hey, sister." The child was annoyed again, "This is not a bird."

Xin Yue deliberately said: "What's wrong with this, don't you see that it has wings? And don't all birds have wings?"

The five or six-year-old child's thinking was a little limited, and he felt something was wrong but didn't know how to refute it, and his face turned red.

Xin Yue suddenly laughed softly, the arc was extremely shallow, but his eyes were very clear, like a pool of clear water.

When Chu Zhiling came back, he saw this scene.

The girl's fair face was almost transparent under the sun, and the light yellow skirt danced gracefully. She squatted down, her pointed chin slightly raised, and the sunlight streamed down her slender neck, reflecting on the soft ups and downs of her chest. A small white flower embroidered on it is gently rippling in the wind.

There is a pink butterfly in her palm, her slender fingers are fair and clean, the corners of her lips are covered with light sunlight, she smiles, it is too beautiful to behold.

Chu Zhiling couldn't help being taken aback.

Let go of the butterfly without hesitation, Xin Yue said to the child: "You don't want to forget it, you said it yourself."

The butterfly flew away, and the child saw that Xin Yue had no intention of catching birds for him, and he couldn't get anything, so he went to catch the butterfly again in a hurry.

The child is well-fed, well-nourished, a little fat, and has a twisted little butt when he runs, and he is very naive and cute, Xin Yue smiled: "Ah, hurry up, or the little butterfly will be gone. "

"Butterfly, my butterfly..." the child shouted anxiously, panting after running a few steps.

"You love to cry, you also like butterflies, you love to be coquettish and pester others, kid, you don't disguise yourself as a man, do you?" Xin Yue said leisurely.

Her brows and eyes are somewhat beautiful and clear, like the sky after rain, but her smile is shallow but captivating, with the enchanting beauty of peach blossoms floating in the clearness.

"Don't call me a brat!"

"Call you—the big ghost."

"I'm not a ghost."

"You are not a ghost, you are an ugly turtle."

"I'm not an ugly turtle."

"You are a beautiful turtle."

It seemed that Xin Yue's arguments had been dismissed. The child didn't even catch the butterflies. He deliberately put his hips on his hips in a showy pose, and raised his eyebrows triumphantly. He looked into Xin Yue's smiling eyes, and suddenly Suddenly thought of something, belatedly roared: "I'm not a turtle!"

Xin Yue's brows and eyes were full of smiles, not as light as in the past, but a bit glamorous, which made Chu Zhiling unable to move his eyes away.

On the other side of the bridge, the girl dressed in a kimono clenched her fists tightly, and she grabbed the pink handkerchief so tightly that it was wrinkled badly.

"I won't let you go." The girl stared at Xin Yue seriously, and said through gritted teeth.