The group's favorite junior sister returns to save the whole family of resentful villains

Wen Gaofei almost broke his hand while writing, and finally he put down the last stroke at daybreak.

Looking at the rice paper spread out on the table, each page of which was filled with neat small characters, Wen Gaofei breathed a sigh of relief.

She threw away her brush, stretched herself, and cheered, "Finally I've finished it!"

Wen Gaofei jumped off the chair and planned to go to the kitchen to get some food.

At this hour, even the servants might not have gotten up yet, and there might only be some cold steamed buns in the kitchen.

But she was so hungry that she could eat three big cold steamed buns!

However, just as Wen Gaofei pushed open the door and ran to the front yard, he saw a figure standing in the shadow under the tree.

She was startled and quickly saw the other person: "Mom!"

Wen Gaofei trotted over and found that it was really Wen Qingyun, "Mom, are you awake? Wow! It smells so good!"

Before he finished speaking, Wen Gaofei's nose loosened and he exclaimed, "Mom! Did you go out to buy breakfast?"

Looking at his noisy daughter who was yelling and trying to get closer to him, a rare smile appeared on Wen Qingyun's cold face.

"Stay up late?"

She stuffed the hot pancake in her hand into Wen Gaofei's hand and said, "Eat slowly."

"Uh-huh!"

Wen Gaofei took a big bite of the meat pie, gave Wen Qingyun a thumbs-up, and said vaguely, "Liang, Haoqi! (Mom, it's delicious!)"

Perhaps because he was happy after eating, Wen Gaofei jumped onto the swing and sat on it, his two short legs swinging back and forth.

Wen Qingyun stood aside, watching her smacking the meat pie while she spoke in slurred words about the interesting things that happened to her when she left home.

In fact, they are just some daily trivial matters, but children have been in this world for such a short time that they find everything new to them.

Even if he saw an ant, he would excitedly shout to her: "Mom! Ant! Ant!"

But Wen Qingyun was not impatient. She listened quietly to Wen Gaofei telling her about the little ants moving around, the big carps growing fat in the lake, and the swallows flying south, which were shaped like her clouds...

Wen Gaofei finished the two meat patties in the paper bag and patted his stomach in satisfaction.

Wen Qingyun stepped forward and gently pushed the swing.

"mother!"

Wen Gaofei's eyes lit up, "Can you push me higher?"

Although he stayed up late to finish his homework, Wen Gaofei didn't look tired at all. Instead, he became more excited.

"it is good."

Wen Qingyun nodded, increasing his strength again and again, pushing the swing higher.

"Wow--"

Wen Gaofei grabbed the swing vine tightly and shouted happily: "Hahaha! Mom! It's so high! I feel like I'm flying! Mom, I'm flying like a bird——"

She was shouting and calling Wen Qingyun every few words.

It seemed as if she wanted to share every bit of her happiness with her mother.

"mother--"

Wen Gaofei suddenly shouted, "Am I not acting like a girl?"

"You are a girl."

Wen Qingyun's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, and it just happened to reach Wen Gaofei's ears: "You were born a girl. No matter you are well-behaved, unruly, reserved, or outspoken, you are still a girl. There is no such thing as looking like a girl or not. In our Tattoo City, there are no rules about what a girl must look like."

Wen Gaofei asked loudly again: "Mom, do you like me as a girl now?"

Wen Gaofei smiled: "I like it."

She raised her voice again: "I like Gao Fei the best in our family!"

"Yeah! I know!"

Hearing his mother's affirmation of him, Wen Gaofei smiled brightly: "Mom! I like you the most, too!"

It turned out that what her father had been saying in her ears all day long, that girls had to be quiet, caring and well-behaved in order to be loved, was all wrong.

That’s right, Daddy is a man, men are men, women are women, men and women are not the same thing.

They are all different, how can we understand each other?

Since they don’t understand, what qualifications do men have to define women?

Wen Gaofei felt as if he had understood something.

"Cough cough..."

Suddenly, the person pushing the swing stopped.

Wen Gaofei heard a cough.

"mother?!"

Wen Gaofei turned his head to look down and saw Wen Qingyun raising his hand to his lips and coughing continuously.

She was startled and shook the swing vine, quickly stabilizing the swing. After releasing the force, she jumped to Wen Qingyun's side, "Mom! What's wrong with you?"

Wen Gaofei grabbed the hem of Wen Qingyun's clothes, his little face full of worry.

"Mom is fine."

Wen Qingyun took a moment to calm down before speaking: "It's just a cold."

Ji Qingzhou looked at Wen Qingyun's pale face, sighed softly and shook his head.

"fraud."

A young female voice sounded in her ears, cold, full of hatred, yet overflowing with sadness.

Ji Qingzhou was startled and looked around, but saw no one.

Over there, the scene continues.

"really?"

Little Wen Gaofei didn't seem to believe Wen Qingyun's words. She grabbed Wen Qingyun's clothes and said, "Mom, I'm grown up now. If you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me and I will take care of you!"

Wen Qingyun chuckled, touched her little head, and nodded: "Okay."

As Wen Qingyun finished speaking, the scene in front of Ji Qingzhou suddenly changed.

There were noisy voices in my ears, as if something big had happened.

Countless figures were swaying and running.

"mother--"

The girl's heart-wrenching cry rang out.

When Ji Qingzhou came to his senses, he saw a mourning hall in front of him with a white cloth drawn and white candles and flowers placed on it.

The woman who had previously shown the girl a loving smile, now lay quietly in the coffin with her eyes closed.

Wen Gaofei lay beside the coffin and cried loudly.

The guests who were burning incense saw this scene and just sighed: "Boss Wen's illness came too suddenly. Even the doctor didn't expect that she would die suddenly."

"Who says it's not true? Alas... Boss Wen is such a good person, the law of nature is really cruel."

"Perhaps it is because Boss Wen is so kind that the Heavenly Dao wants her to return to heaven?"

Guests came and went.

Wen Gaofei cried so hard that he was out of breath and almost fainted.

"Take the young lady back to her room!"

Master Wen suddenly appeared, dressed in white mourning clothes, with red and swollen eyes and a face full of grief. He ordered the servants to pull away Wen Gaofei who was clinging to the coffin and refused to leave.

"No! No! Don't take my mother away! Don't take my mother away!"

Wen Gaofei struggled, but could only be dragged away.

As her voice faded away, Ji Qingzhou, who was standing beside the coffin, clearly saw that the grief on Master Wen's face faded as he turned his back to the crowd. There was only indifference in his eyes as he stared at Wen Gaofei.

"nausea!"

Ji Qingzhou heard the young woman's voice again, full of hatred and murderous intent.

The scene before my eyes changed again.

In a remote courtyard of the Wen mansion, Master Wen led Wen Gaofei to the door and handed her a small doorplate.

Master Wen said, "Gao Fei, this is the yard your mother prepared for you before she passed away. She said you had grown up and it was time for you to have your own house. Look, this is the house number she wrote for you personally."

"Mother... wrote it herself?"

Wen Gaofei took the doorplate and stared at the words on it for a while, revealing a puzzled expression, "Is this really my mother's handwriting? It looks weak and powerless. My mother's handwriting should be iron-stroked and silver-hooked, flying and majestic!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Master Wen, who had been smiling gently, suddenly lost his expression and uncontrollable hatred appeared in his eyes.

He stared at Wen Gaofei, but it seemed as if he was looking at another person through Wen Gaofei.

"You and her...are exactly alike!"