Splendid Twins

The imperial edict regarding Si Qing's appointment finally came down, and he was appointed as a fifth-rank county magistrate and was ordered to go to the border immediately to assist the local army in managing the hungry people, refugees, and displaced people who were displaced by the war.

Because he was worried about something, when he passed by Sijia Village, he ordered the accompanying team to stop for a while, dismounted and went into the village alone...

This trip was for only two things. The first was to burn incense for his younger brother, and the second was to make his younger sister Si Yao the most eye-catching presence on the family tree homepage!

Looking inside the ancestral hall, there are more than a dozen tablets with wet paint. The familiar faces in my mind have become blurred at this moment. In the flickering candlelight, the tranquility and heaviness seem to strike directly into people's hearts!

Si Qing slowly walked to Si Yang's spirit tablet, feeling mixed emotions.

He sighed softly, took out a stick of incense from his sleeve, lit it and inserted it respectfully. The smoke rose up, as if carrying his thoughts and reluctance, drifting away...

He and Si Yang had suffered a lot and been looked down upon since childhood. At that time, their parents were either busy making a living or being bullied by others, and they didn't pay any attention to how the two children who couldn't take care of themselves were getting by.

Si Yang, the little brother who always looked a bit childish but extremely tenacious, seemed to have a smaller stomach than other children of the same age and was more likely to feel hungry. He would often wake up in the middle of the night and start shouting "brother", "brother..."

During those years, he always followed behind me. Whenever night fell or after work, the feeling of hunger came like a tide. He was young and didn't know what it meant to be patient. When he was hungry, he would cry loudly, and sometimes he would even cry to the point of suffocation...

As the eldest brother, although he himself was also starving, he had to suppress the bitterness in his heart and continued with his heavy work while using nice but ineffective words to coax his younger brother and himself.

Sometimes, he was too busy to do anything, so Si Yang could only curl up on the side, with tears in his eyes, and fall asleep in exhaustion and hunger...

Afterwards, they just lived like that, drifting with the wind. When they regained a little strength, they would eat one meal and starve the next. Their life was not much better.

They could only eat their fill when Yaoyao came back. Only then did they completely get rid of that big family. Just when life was getting better, Siyang was drafted into the battlefield again...

What's the old saying?

A person's fate is predetermined by heaven. If one is born into misery, then there will probably be no blessings in this life...

Amid the smoke, Si Qing slowly came back to his senses, his eyes unconsciously falling on Si Yang's solemn and silent tablet.

At this moment, a sharp pain surged in his heart, just like sharp needles piercing his heart one by one...

His eyes gradually became moist, and crystal tears flickered in the dim candlelight, but they stubbornly refused to fall, as if it was the vulnerability deep in his heart that he was unwilling to reveal easily.

Si Yang, from now on, you will sleep forever, and I will always miss you...

After a long while, Si Qing turned around and walked out of the ancestral hall. The village chief had been waiting for him outside. When he saw him come out, he hurried forward and said:

"Take care of yourself... They are all good men. By the way, why didn't Yao come back..."

Logically speaking, she should come back. Si Yang is her biological brother. Why doesn't she show up at this time...

Si Qing lowered his eyes to hide the moisture in his eyes and said in a low voice:

"Yaoyao...she is busy with important matters right now and really can't spare the time. Let me register for her."

After hearing this, the village chief was visibly stunned, then he reacted and nodded quickly:

"Well, while the weather is good today, you can put her name on the family tree. In the future, she will be considered a great aunt in your family..."

Seeing Si Qing was so skinny, he wanted to comfort him, but as a farmer, he could not read a few words, so he felt something was wrong as soon as he said it. However, he was also worried about Si Qing from the bottom of his heart...

This is the most promising young man in Sijia Village who is good at studying and writing, but at the moment, his eyebrows are drooping, his eyes are dull, he is so thin that he looks unrecognizable, and his official robes seem unusually loose on him...

Ugh……

No one can compete with God!!

Si Qing stood there quietly for a long time without saying a word, and only responded to the village chief's words with a slight nod.

Then, he walked slowly towards the ancient desk with steady steps, and each step seemed to weigh a thousand pounds...

On the desk, the rice paper is as white as snow, waiting for the ink to fall.

Si Qing lightly lifted his sleeves and touched the cold pen with his fingers. He took a deep breath, as if he wanted to concentrate all his thoughts and emotions in this moment.

The tip of the pen was moistened and lightly touched the paper. In an instant, a strong force burst out from the tip of the pen, carrying with it Si Qing's deep determination and longing.

He engraved the two words "Si Yao" on the paper with such force that the force penetrated the back of the paper. Every stroke was full of affection and every stroke was sharp, like a sword dancing in the sky, showing an unquestionable firmness and determination.

He has already lost his brother, he must not lose his sister again!!

Yaoyao, wait for me!

Si Qing silently made a vow in his heart, his eyes flashing with unprecedented determination and light.

When I become a high-ranking official, when I become powerful and eminent, Yaoyao, then it will be my turn to protect you!

Si Qing completed the work in one go. He lightly lifted the tip of the pen, and the ink drew a graceful arc in the air. Then he gently put the pen down, his action revealing an unquestionable decisiveness.

He straightened his sleeves carefully, and every movement seemed so calm, as if the writing in which he had just poured all his emotions did not stir up the slightest ripple in his heart.

However, when he turned around and looked at the village chief expressionlessly, his deep eyes were filled with indescribable complex emotions.

"Village chief," Si Qing's voice was low and powerful, and every word was clearly heard by the village chief.

"I am on a new post this time, and due to my duties, I am afraid that I will not be able to return home in the short term. I am very concerned about family affairs, especially Yaoyao's property. Therefore, I need to trouble the village chief to take care of it. Si Qing will remember your kindness in his heart and will repay you generously in the future."

No one can think of taking Yaoyao's things for themselves!

Before she left, she met Zhu Ci. Haha, he was still a young boy who had not experienced much. If he met a strong and fierce person, he would have a chance of winning the fight...

After saying that, Si Qing bowed slightly to show his respect and gratitude to the village chief.

Although his tone was light, the firmness and trust contained in it made the village chief feel a heavy responsibility.

The village chief hurriedly stepped forward and bowed in return, his eyes full of understanding and promise: "Master Si, rest assured, I will do my best to protect Yao girl's property and prevent it from having the slightest mishap."

At the same time, I had a guess in my mind. Si Qing was going to take up the post, but Yao girl didn't need to. From the tone of his voice, could it be that Yao girl...

!!!

A trace of fear flashed across the village chief's eyes, and he approached Si Qing and whispered:

"Girl Yao...are you okay?"

Si Qing's eyes moved slightly, staring into the village chief's eyes, and his tone was slow and low:

"She's fine, but there are too many trivial matters, which makes it a bit troublesome to deal with. She will be back soon, just wait!"

When the village chief came back to his senses from Si Qing's deep and complicated eyes and wanted to say a few more words, he found that Si Qing had turned around quietly and walked out of the village with firm and quick steps.

His back was elongated in the afterglow of the setting sun, looking both slender and lonely...