The system forced me to complete the strategy script

Rong Meier, who studied medicine and literacy during the day and earned money at Taotie Tower at night, tightly clutched the silver coins in her hand, which were given to her by her brother.

Her brother is the person in charge of Cuilou, and his nickname is Shaoqi.

She doesn't understand many things about her brother, but she also understands many things about him, and she respects her brother's choice.

She cherishes her current life very much, and the help of Brother Yuan and Host Li gave her the opportunity to start a new life.

Rong Meier lowered her head and raised her sleeves to wipe away the tears that fell from the corners of her eyes. She kept warning herself in her heart.

I pray to myself every day to be stronger because this is my only chance to live a good life.

Her rough hands were still holding the medicinal herbs she was learning today. It would be a pity to throw them away. It would be better to take them back and dry them to make medicine and preserve them.

Fortunately, I knew a lot of flowers and plants when I was living in the countryside, and I have a strong ability to identify herbal medicines. Otherwise, my picky and sharp-eyed master may not accept me as his disciple.

Unexpectedly, those unbearable experiences will unexpectedly help me to get out of the quagmire one day.

When she stepped into the Taotie Building, she saw Sister Ning, who was holding a fur ball that kept licking her hair, coaxing Song'er in a panic, but it was no use, and the others were having a hard time holding back their laughter.

Song'er is so cute even when she's angry. She pouted and folded her arms, her butt was raised very high, and the forefoot of her left foot was stretched out frequently. She had a stubborn look like "I'm angry and no one should pay attention to me."

Next to him was a weak, average-sized child who wanted to cry but didn't want to cry. He seemed at a loss and wanted to say something to comfort him.

But in the end, he didn't say anything, and just stood beside him quietly to accompany him.

Rong Meier recalled interesting events from a year or two ago in her mind, and a clear blush appeared on her face.

When Rong Meier first saw little Tan Song in Chen Jiyue's arms, she knew that this was the child of her benefactor.

She loves to laugh, is enthusiastic, and pure. When she sees herself, she reaches out for a hug and sweetly calls herself "Sister Rong."

Tan Yu and Chen Jiyue were very relieved to leave little Tan Song to her. Most of the time, they were both busy. Since Rong Meier was willing to play with little Tan Song, why not?

Little Tan Song, who was three or four years old, was very curious about everything. She pointed at the toad in Rong Mei'er's hand and asked fearfully: "Sister Rong, can it bite anyone?"

Rong Meier put the toad used for medicine back in the cage. She held the scared and curious little Tan Song in her arms and teased her.

“Do you think it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it, it - it - - - - - - - -mn, that - that that, mem-- ly---

Rong Meier smiled fondly.

"I don't know~, does Sister Rong mean that it won't bite people casually?"

"Yeah, no~, even if possible, sister will stand in front of you to protect you."

After hearing this, Xiao Tan Song smiled sweetly, like a sweet glutinous rice cake.

"Thank you, Sister Rong——!"

The smiling little Tan Song held her sister Rong's lovingly smiling face and kissed her mouth to mouth.

"mua—!"

Rong Meier's hand holding him was as soft as noodles in an instant, her wide eyes were full of shock, and her face and ears turned red and hot very quickly.

"S-Song'er——! Who taught you this!? How can you just kiss, kiss, kiss me..."

Rong Meier's voice gradually became softer and she bit her lip in shyness.

"Mom and dad, every time dad expresses his gratitude, he always kisses mom. This is to express his gratitude!"

Rong Meier was speechless, it seemed like there was nothing wrong?

No, the nature of the objects is different!

Rong Meier pinched his fleshy cheeks.

"Song'er, promise sister you won't do this again, okay? This is something only close people can do, not outsiders."

"Why?" Xiao Tan Song tilted his head and blinked in confusion.

"Song'er, you can only do this when you like someone. To express gratitude to outsiders, you only need to say it... As for an intimate kiss, it will make others think too much and make them particularly distressed. This will disturb others. Live.”

Xiao Tan Song nodded seriously, "Yeah, I understand, but I like you, sister. Sister, will you be troubled by my kiss? Then I won't kiss you next time..."

Rong Meier's face turned red.

"Song'er, do you really like me?... But you are still too young, and you haven't understood many of your feelings clearly. This kind of liking you have is not what I call liking."

"If you like it, you just like it. If you don't like it, you don't like it. Are there many types of likes? I don't understand. I like my mother and father, I like you, and I like many, many people who are good to me..."

"Hehe, mother said, if you like something, you have to express it, and others will be happy because of it."

Rong Meier took a deep breath, pressed Xiao Tan Song into the crook of his neck, and patted his back gently.

"Song'er, you will understand when you grow up. Now just remember that you can't kiss casually. Except for your mother and father, no one can kiss you casually...and vice versa, you can't kiss casually either. Kiss other people.”

Xiao Tan Song hugged her shoulders and neck tightly and nodded obediently, "Yeah, I remember, Sister Rong."

He suddenly raised his hand and looked at Rong Meier, "But I really like you, dear sister Rong."

After expressing his positive feelings, he suddenly got into her arms and rubbed her affectionately.

Rong Meier's heart skipped a beat for a moment, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she hugged the warmth in her arms tightly.

"Thank you for liking me, Song'er..."

A lot of warm and palpitation spread explosively at this moment, like the tenacious red vines, quickly occupying the desolate abandoned temple.

"...Song'er, what's wrong with you?"

Little Tan Song turned around suddenly. The moment he saw his dear sister Rong, all his stubbornness and grievances burst out. He opened his hands and burst into tears, begging pitifully for a hug.

"Sister Rong——! Hug me! I'm not happy!"

Rong Meier pinched his crotch and hugged him into her arms. Little Tan Song pursed his lips and cried out sadly, crying until he hiccupped.

"Oh! No, no, you should give Ah Chu a hug too. He is not happy either. Please show him if there is anything wrong with his chest!?"

"Okay~, come on, Ah Chu, let my sister show you whether the injuries on your body are serious?"

Xiao Yanchu, who was out of state, lay stiffly on top of Rong Meier, looking at each other, his savior burst into tears and smiled, and he couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled in embarrassment.

Li Yanning, who was holding the fur ball, scratched his head in embarrassment, "Ahem, everyone should go do their own thing. It's okay. It's okay. Please find someone to clean it up."

Pets and children can be really difficult to deal with.

It's fun to be a child just a few months old, just like Yu Shu's younger brother's daughter, Qing Mingzhao's little baby.

Although Yushu's brother always dislikes her, when father and daughter face each other, the father's brother always has a constipated face, his eyes are slightly narrowed, and the corners of his mouth are slightly twitching, which means that he is very dissatisfied.

"Sister Yan Ning, do you think the baby I gave birth to looks nothing like me. Instead, she looks a lot like her shameless mother. She's so ugly! She didn't even inherit any of my beauty!"

Li Yanning didn't want to offend either side, so she picked up baby Zhao Zhao who was scolded and scolded by her father and kept coaxing her.

"Hehe, brother Yushu, don't worry, you parents are so good-looking, how can the children you give birth to be any worse!?"

It seems that Qingyu's siblings are having a hard time at home~

Two years ago, after Xiaojiu moved to Shangcheng to marry an official, younger brother Yushu became even more irritable.

Fortunately, Mo Changshi will be transferred to Rongcheng in a few days. As the husband of Lord Changshi, Xiaojiu will also come back. At that time, brother Yushu will be much happier.

Tan Yu should also be happy. She always talks about the days when friends get together and can't see each other often. Mo Changshi and Xiao Jiu also wrote many letters to everyone. There are indeed many interesting things about being an official.

"Hahahaha, sure enough, I guessed it right. Civil servants like Cen Yi will fight with the military attachés in the court."

That day, Tan Yu's laughter lingered on the cruise ship where everyone was gathering.

As for my wayward brother and my sister-in-law, who accompanies him unconditionally, they are definitely still enjoying themselves in the Southland at this time of year.

Unlike Jiang Nan and Dan Qiu, who are career-focused, they pass through thousands of flowers without even a single leaf touching them.

Maybe benefiting the people is their lifelong pursuit. In front of their family and country, the love between children seems to be insignificant.