The whole capital persuaded me to remarry

Chapter 62 Savior or Enemy?

Because the family in the tofu shop can be said to be her savior.

But that family, out of kindness, pushed her into another hell.

That hell where she wouldn't be able to survive if Brother Yan hadn't saved her...

"Hey, don't think about those old things, you are fine, nothing happened."

Yan Jiulan gently kissed her hair, comforting her softly.

Because Zhen Baoshu was in a low mood, neither of them spoke again.

After riding the horse for half an hour, Yan Jiulan stopped because she was afraid that the skin on the inner thigh would be worn out when she was riding a horse for the first time.

He got off his horse and reached out to catch her.

This time, neither of the two acted, but Zhen Baoshu's depressed mood and forced smile made the audience even more imaginative——

Look, Miss Zhen Er was bullied by the bully general, and now she can't even laugh, so pitiful.

"Second sister!"

Zhen Shijin, who was finally comforted by Princess Ruiguo, saw that the second sister was back, and immediately rushed over.

But before jumping into the arms of the second sister, he turned a corner, rushed over and stretched out his short legs, and kicked Yan Jiulan hard a few times.

He kicked and cursed angrily, "Let you bully my second sister! Let you bully my second sister! I'll beat you to death, you bastard!"

Yan Jiulan looked down at the angry look of the little fat man, and couldn't help laughing.

It doesn't hurt even to kick, boy, you have to wait a few more years before you can avenge your second sister.

After Zhen Shijin kicked a few times, his little feet hurt.

He wrinkled his face in pain.

I thought, his own feet hurt, that scoundrel Yan Jiulan would definitely hurt even more, then...then don't kick him, it would be embarrassing if he kicked himself and cried...

He glared at Yan Jiulan silently before throwing himself into the arms of Second Sister again.

He raised his head and asked for credit in a childish voice, "Second Sister, I avenged you, and I beat him for you."

Zhen Baoshu had a panoramic view of her little brother's every move, being so protected by the five-year-old baby, she felt warm in her heart, and couldn't help but hug the little guy tightly.

"It's amazing, Second Sister will count on Xiaojin to protect her from now on."

While she was talking, seeing Yan Jiulan being called by Zhao Chunmu, she couldn't help but look up over there.

Zhao Chunmu kept striding forward for a full quarter of an hour before he felt unable to support himself and stopped.

Seeing Yan Jiulan coming over, he immediately raised his head while wiping his sweat on a small stool, his eyes sparkling.

Yan Jiulan nodded approvingly and said, "You surprised me."

Zhao Chunmu was as happy as a child.

He rubbed his head embarrassingly.

"Master Yan, before I was brought back to the capital, I was selling tofu with my parents in my hometown."

"A few years ago, our family had a donkey to pull the mill. Later, the donkey died of illness. We couldn't afford it, so I pulled the mill."

"I have to pull a stone mill for an hour every day, and when the tofu comes out, I have to carry it around the streets and alleys to sell tofu, even in wind and rain."

"I have lived like this for more than four years. My body has been exercised for a long time. Now I just jog and zama step. I feel very relaxed."

There is no haze in his clear and bright eyes, as if the sufferings of the past are not worth mentioning to him.

Although Yan Jiulan had mixed feelings about this child, she couldn't help admiring him at the moment.

Only those who have suffered a lot will work hard to learn skills.

Just like him back then.

Yan Jiulan said, "Since your body has been polished, I will give you a heavier task tomorrow. If you can persist, we will formally learn martial arts in a few days and stop practicing these basic skills."

(End of this chapter)