Chapter 18 We Must Be Good To Her

She had never asked these questions. She didn’t even dare to see her brother’s last face. She was afraid to see the broken Shen Wen Hao. Not long ago, her brother was still alive. He would smile at her and say, “A Ning should not be afraid”. But why did her brother disappear? Without her brother, there was no one to protect her. In the end, she even lost her sister.

Why, in the end, I didn’t even have a relative left.

Why?!

Shen Wen Hao was dumbfounded. This little body was soft and cute. He had held it before, but now he didn’t dare to move.

He stroked his sister’s soft hair carefully. It was really the same as what he remembered.

“It doesn’t hurt, brother.” Shen Wen Hao felt warm in his heart. No matter how serious the wound was, it doesn’t hurt anymore, even if he still feels hot pain burning his body. The word “Brother” really worked better than any medicine.

“Did you make her cry?”

Shen Qing Rong came in and almost fainted when she saw Shen Wen Hao sitting on the ground. “Brother, be careful. Dad will hit you again,” she said as she picked up her sister and touched her little face.

“She looks exactly like my mother, especially her eyes.”

“Yes,” said Shen Wen Hao, as he stood up and accidentally pulled his wound. He hissed and limped to the side of the chair to sit down. Fortunately, he was only whipped and not hit by a board. Otherwise, his buttocks would have been torn open.

“Sister, we must treat A’Ning well”

Shen Wen Hao paused for a long time, then opened his eyes and said to Shen Qing Rong, “Mother died for us, and we will never be able to repay our mother’s kindness in our entire life. A Ning is everything to him and everything to us.”

“I know,” said Shen Qing Rong, tidying up her sister’s hair. Of course, she had never thought that a child as young as Shen Qing Ci would understand this. Her hands shuttled through her sister’s hair from time to time. At this time, although her face was young, it was gentle and clean.

“Sister…” Shen Qing Ci tugged at Shen Qing Rong’s clothes.

The word “sister” really made Shen Qing Rong feel a sense of responsibility as a sister at the moment. Since she was the eldest sister she is like her mother, and will watch A Ning grow up.

“What’s wrong?” Shen Qing Rong touched the two little buns on her sister’s head.

“Sister, A Ning is hungry.”

Shen Qing Ci touched her flat stomach. She was hungry and wanted to have dinner with her brother and sister.

“Okay, I’ll ask someone to prepare some food for you,” said Shen Qing Rong, as she scratched her sister’s face. Then she picked her up and put her on a soft couch. “Brother, look after her.”

“Okay, I know. You should go now.”

Shen Wen Hao was a big brother who loved his sister very much. Although he was not born with the same mother as Shen Qing Ci, his love for her was sometimes higher than his own sister.

He held his sister’s little hand and felt guilty when he thought of her rattle drum again. It was his fault that he broke it.

“Tomorrow, I’ll buy you eight or ten rattle drums, okay?”

“Okay,” replied Shen Qing Ci. She leaned to one side and shrank her small body into a ball, her long eyelashes trembled and she fell asleep. When the kitchen was ready to deliver dinner, she had already fallen asleep.

The wet-nurse came over and carefully picked up Shen Qing Ci.

“She is tired. Let’s talk about it when she wakes up.”

Chapter 19