[Easy daily life + cute baby farming + group portraits in the red building + peerless younger brother control]
The seemingly prosperous Rongguo Mansion hides cannibalistic dogmas and calculations. When the three-year-old Lin Yan stepped into the gate of Jia Mansion, held by his sister Daiyu, this dull feudal prison ushered in its destined nemesis. Don't understand the rules? Sorry, three-year-olds are the rules! Not allowed to do business and farm? Sorry, my ancestors loved eating the strawberries I grew! He tore up the hypocritical etiquette with his childlike words, and solved the deadlock of the Jinchais with his work and cuteness. By the way, he turned the second brother Bao, known as the "Phoenix Egg", into a marginalized person that no one cares about.
"Second aunt said that the younger brother of the Lin family is here to beat the autumn wind?" Wang Xifeng sneered, pointing to the large Yangzhou red wooden boxes piled up outside the courtyard, "That's the pocket money that Mr. Lin Ruhai sent to Brother Yan. It's more than the entire warehouse of our middle school combined! Baoyu? Baoyu is crying in the yard right now because Brother Yan doesn't take him to barbecue!"
Reader comments
The subject matter is good, but it's a pity that it's an AI article
Interesting, interesting
It's rare to find such joyful writing. And it's still a story in Jia's house. I love hearing about it and seeing Mrs. Jia Baoyu slapped in the face. .
The subject matter is good, but it's a pity that it's an AI article
Interesting, interesting
It's rare to find such joyful writing. And it's still a story in Jia's house. I love hearing about it and seeing Mrs. Jia Baoyu slapped in the face. .