【Forget Envy】Make a Wish

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Uncle Jiang's morning sickness was very severe, and it was particularly tormenting when he heard that he was pregnant with Jiang Lan.He couldn't even take care of himself, so he naturally didn't have the time and mood to look at Jiang Lan.And my uncle doted on the child very much, and said that the little guy fell out of favor with his father, so he clamored to go to Yunshen, and he couldn't do without seeing him off.

"He's only three years old, unlike when we were eight years old at that time, dad only had a small wish come true, and we have been companions since we were young, so we don't feel the feeling of being alone." Lan Junran said.

"Well, what do you think?" Lan Zizhan asked.

"Jiang Lan is going to be an elder brother in the future, but now I have a big misunderstanding about the child in Uncle Jiang's stomach, so I have to find a way..." Lan Junran was still thinking about how to solve this knot, when a loud voice came from Westinghouse crying, crying "Jun Ran Guo Guo".

It didn't even take an hour, why did he wake up again, Lan Junran turned over, but was held tightly by Lan Zizhan, and said, "I'll go."

Lan Junran glanced suspiciously, as if questioning whether he would coax him.

Lan Zizhan was fully dressed, and Jiang Lan was sitting on the bed sobbing softly when he pushed the door open, and when he saw someone coming, he burst into tears again.He didn't come close, just watched from afar.The little guy's eyes were full of tears, and he couldn't tell which brother it was. He rubbed on his sleeves indiscriminately before he saw who was coming. He seemed a little disappointed, not sure about Lan Zizhan's temper, and asked cautiously: "Jun Ran pot Where's the pot?"

"He's resting."

The little guy sobbed, hiccupped, stood up on the bed with his butt pouted, and stretched out his little hands to hug him.

Lan Zizhan stood at the same spot, neither advancing nor retreating, and said: "Since we have arrived at Yunshen, we must abide by the Lan family's rules. We rest at Haishi and work at the time of Haishi. We get up in the morning to practice at the school, listen to the lessons in the Lanshi room, and salute when we see our seniors." .”

The raised little hand hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Can't we call it Guoguo?"

"No."

"Then...Jun Ranguo, brother, you have rested, will you come to see Lan'er?" Jiang Lan put down his hands and asked.

"He's busy." He neither said he would watch it nor said he wouldn't.The little guy was extremely disappointed, curled up in the quilt and huddled up, not looking at his cold brother.

"From tomorrow onwards, I'll take you to practice exercises and listen to lessons. If you can't persist, you can go back to Yunmeng." Lan Zizhan's tone was business-like and non-negotiable.

With his back turned to him, Jiang Lan sobbed, and said "oh" aggrieved, which was considered as a response.

Seeing that no one was coaxing the little guy, he gradually stopped crying.I thought it would start tomorrow, and I still have some fun today, but I didn't expect that just after running out of the listening room, Brother Leng Bingbing followed with a sullen face not far behind.He ran two quick steps, turned sharply, and when he looked back, Brother Leng Bingbing had already lost track of him.

The little guy ran to the quiet room, knocked on the wooden door, and shouted "Uncle Wei".

The one who answered the door was of course Lan Wangji, and when the door opened, his short body slipped in, happily continuing to call "Uncle Wei" while running in.

Wei Wuxian was rummaging through his youngest son's letters in the study when he heard a voice coming out to greet him.

Jiang Lan Lihua threw herself on him with rain, complaining: "Zizhan Guoguo bullied Lan'er, Uncle Wei saved me."

"Where's your brother Junran?" Wei Wuxian inquired.

"Zizhan Guoguo said he was busy." Jiang Lan recounted what happened in the morning with grievances.

Wei Wuxian sighed after hearing this, pretending to be troubled, and said earnestly: "Your father is not here, and the Lan family is managed by Junran Zizhan, even I can't say anything."

"Then, can Lan'er follow Uncle Wei and Uncle?" Jiang Lan looked eagerly at Lan Wangji, hoping to get even a look of affirmation.

"No problem." After Wei Wuxian said this, he immediately said, "But didn't your elder brother Zizhan arrange for you to practice and listen?"

"Lan'er is willing, Uncle Wei agrees, why do you still have to listen to Zizhan Guoguo's arrangement?"

Scratching the tip of the little guy's nose, Wei Wuxian said, "Assessment means that everyone in the Lan family must listen, without exception."

"It's so powerful, Lan'er should be taken care of by my generation," Jiang Lan said.

"When Lan'er becomes the head of the Jiang family, even your father Jiang will listen to you." Wei Wuxian said with a smile.

The small eyes sparkled instantly, and in his heart, the person who can control his father is the most powerful, so he asked: "What should Lan'er do to be the head of the family?"

The little guy asked seriously, and Wei Wuxian liked to tease children the most, so he deliberately said, "Well, Uncle Wei has never been the head of the house, how could he know?"

"Oh." The little guy frowned, looking like a little adult who is troubled by his brain, but a child's troubles come and go quickly, and the time he jumped off the table, he put it out of his mind later.

Since Uncle Wei couldn't control it, Lan Zizhan became more powerful in the little guy's heart, and said instead: "Uncle Wei, take Lan'er to find Tutu."

Wei Wuxian nodded in agreement, but said, "It is possible, but it will take a while."

There are still unfinished family letters on the desk in the study room, from the first one Wei Chengyuan left to the last one he recently mentioned that he will come back, although the time is not marked on the family letters, but Wei Wuxian knows, so he sorts them out in different sizes. One, stationery with different materials.

It is not difficult to sort out, but I am always attracted by words, so I waste time.

Jiang Lan stood on tiptoe to pick up the desk, holding a piece of paper closest to her with her little hand, the handwriting on it was clear and steady, with a superb charm.Stumbling and struggling to finish reading, I didn't know many words, so I put my lips back in frustration.

Seeing that the little guy was listless from the corner of his eye, he casually picked up the letter and looked at it, and said, "What's wrong?"

"Lan'er doesn't understand." Jiang Lan pouted and said depressedly.

"You're only a little brat, you just need to know how to play." Wei Wuxian tied up one side of the stack with silk rope, made a simple plan, and handed it to Lan Wangji to put it on the bookshelf.

Now that the youngest son is coming back, these letters of longing will also become a memory of family affection.Wei WuXian hummed a little song and sorted out another pile, complaining that "I can really write", but the corners of his mouth kept hanging honestly.

Thinking that Xiao Jianglan hadn't met Wei Chengyuan yet, he said, "In a few days, a brother will come back to play with you."

As soon as it was mentioned to play, the little guy who was sitting in the nest immediately regained his spirits, pointed to the family letter and asked, "Is it the pot for writing letters?"

"Yes, then there will be three older brothers playing with you, how about it?"

"Then, what if Guoguo writes a letter like Zizhan Guoguo?" Jiang Lan worried.

Well this...

Wei Chengyuan is the one who looks the most like Lan Wangji among the three brothers, and even has a very similar personality, so...maybe...don't pay attention to this little guy.

"No." Wei Wuxian pretended to be sure, and the little guy believed it.

In the next few days, the little guy was supervised by Lan Zizhan's light eyes every day, and he was full of expectations that his brother who wrote a letter would come back soon.

Until one morning after ten days, Jiang Lan was practicing basic skills on the school field, sweating profusely under the sun, and Lan Zizhan also accompanied him in the sun.After a few days of getting along, the little guy had long since given up bargaining and buying sympathy with tears. He gritted his teeth and held up his sword, taking advantage of Lan Zizhan's time of closing his eyes and resting his mind, to be lazy and relax.

"Strengthen your back and keep your upper arms steady."

"Yes."

Lan Junran watched from a distance for a while, feeling very sympathetic to Xiao Jianglan.The little guy held Shichen's sword for an hour, and then swung the sword to attack again. His arm was so sore, and he had to continue to swing the sword following the command "come again".

Rabbits bite people when they are in a hurry, not to mention the little patriarch of the Jiang clan, he suddenly held the sword in both hands and desperately chased Lan Zizhan to slash, regardless of the Lan clan's swordsmanship, Jiang's swordsmanship was all hesitant, and he only wanted to let the sword get close to him. body.

After several times of chasing, I gradually lost my strength, my feet were stunned, and I fell to the ground while holding the sword. Seeing the sharp sword hitting me, I closed my eyes and hid, resigned to fate.

"stand up."

A deep voice sounded in front of him, he slowly opened his eyes, and timidly called out "Zizhan Guoguo".

The little guy was frightened, and forgot to call "Senior Brother Zizhan" for a while, but Lan Zizhan didn't say anything, one hand was behind his back, and the other hand pulled him up, saying: "This morning is over."

When he walked out of the school grounds, he saw Lan Junran unexpectedly, the little guy ran over like crazy, and was sent away after a few words.

Lan Zizhan stood to the side with his hands behind his back, without any trace of the majestic "Senior Brother Zizhan", he called "Lan Zhan" in a low voice, as if flattering.

Lan Junran let out a "huh", pulled out his left hand from behind him, spread out his palm, and said, "Senior Brother Zizhan has profound spiritual power, would a child be so stupid as to grab a sword?"

"..."

He checked the wound and continued to interrogate, "Tell me."

"Today, Cheng Yuan should come back." Lan Zizhan said.

"Brother came back, brother self-mutilation? It doesn't make sense, I'll give you another chance to change the phrase." Lan Junran checked carefully, only the epidermis was injured, took out the hemostatic powder from his arms and sprinkled it, and dealt with it briefly , and added: "Think about it."

Lan Zizhan knew that he was distressed, and said honestly, "I'm distracted."

Lan Junran punched him in the heart as punishment, and said, "Because of me?"

"Well, I feel you coming."

There were many people in the school grounds, and Lan Junran couldn't be too intimate, so he pulled his sleeves to leave, and said as he walked, "Daddy showed me the letter, and Xiao Cheng wished to arrive before noon, and I told Xiao Jianglan just now, that little guy It is estimated that he has gone to the mountain gate to guard in a while."

Lan Zizhan looked at him suspiciously, not understanding why the little guy was so interested in his cousin who had never met before.

Lan Junran shrugged his shoulders with a look of "don't ask me, I don't know". There was still some time before noon, and the two brothers rarely had free time, so they took a basket of carrots and cabbage leaves to feed the rabbit leisurely.

Looking at the gate of the mountain again, Jiang Xiaozong went from standing and looking around, to slowly supporting him.