"It's better for me, brother!" He Mulan heard his brother speak for him, happy to he Zhaoyuan saqijiao.
Master he sighed: "a man should be married and a woman should be married. Feng San is a little talented. What do you disagree with? Zhaoyuan, don't get used to her all the time. "
"Dad, I'm not used to Mulan."
He Zhaoyuan gently looked at his sister in his arms and said: "Mulan was brought up by me from childhood. I can never see her marry someone I don't love and live an unhappy life."
"Oh, how can you accompany her to be capricious?" Master he is heartbroken. "Master Feng is kind to us. People come to ask for marriage. Feng sanshao is so attentive to Mulan. His feelings can always be cultivated slowly. You can't spend your whole life on someone who is no longer there, can you?"
Hearing the speech, he Mulan stood out from he Zhaoyuan's arms, his eyes slightly red and cried: "Dad! Why do you have to force me to do what I don't want to do! Who I like and spend my whole life on is also my own business! It's none of your business! "
"You child, how can you talk to your father?" Mrs. he stood up, her face full of helplessness. He Zhaoyuan pats he Mulan's back and comforts him in a soft voice.
He Mulan bit his lip and said in a low voice: "I'll go back to my room first." He turned and ran back to his room.
"Dad, I know uncle Feng's kindness to us, but you don't have to sacrifice Mulan's happiness to repay our kindness." He Zhaoyuan watched his sister's back disappear with the sound of closing the door. Then he sat down beside the sighing master he and said, "do you really have the heart to see her suffer all her life?"
"Zhengxue is very kind to our family. I'm afraid I can't finish it in my whole life. Feng family is an outstanding person. Mulan won't lose money if he follows him. Why can't she think about it? She has to think about that person, alas. "
Master he looks tired. He doesn't want to make his daughter happy. Seeing that his daughter has been unwilling to marry for the sake of a dead man, he and Mrs. he are more distressed than anyone else.
The more he Zhaoyuan listened, the more curious he became about Feng sanshao. Who can make his father praise him so much?
"Well, you go up and have a look at Mulan. She's been listening to you from childhood to adulthood. Help us persuade her more." Mrs. he said to he Zhaoyuan.
He Zhaoyuan is busy. He is more worried about he Mulan, so he goes up to comfort his sister.
At this time, he Mulan is sitting in the room, looking at the previous photos in a daze. The boy in the photo is pale, but the smile is very gentle. "If only you were still there," she murmured, recalling what had happened before
Not a small knock on the door to he Mulan's thoughts back. She quickly put away the photo, wiped the tears on her face and went to open the door.
Seeing he Zhaoyuan with a bright smile, most of the haze in his heart has gone.
Although he Zhaoyuan and he Mulan are not related by blood, their feelings are very deep.
He Zhaoyuan's parents died, and he was adopted by he's father and wife when he was very young. Over the years, he Zhaoyuan has taken care of him carefully, so he has always treated him as his own brother.
"What's the matter, crying when you're so big?" He Zhaoyuan came in and pinched he Mulan's face with a smile.
He Mulan lowered his head embarrassed, pulled he Zhaoyuan's arm and muttered: "I really don't want to get married."
"I don't know what you think? Why don't you tell me first, what kind of person is that Feng San Shao? I think Dad is very satisfied with him. " He Zhaoyuan said.
He Mulan snorted from his nose. He thought of Feng Anyan's handsome face, which made him feel that he didn't deserve beating. He said: "arrogant, hooligan! It's not a good person anyway. "
He Zhaoyuan looks at he Mulan's indignant face, and his curiosity about Feng sanshao is three more points.
What kind of person can he Mulan dislike and master he appreciate?
"You don't want to marry him. Of course, my brother supports you." He Zhaoyuan touched he Mulan's head and continued, "it's just that you and dad are quarreling so much. Besides, do you really plan to never get married for that person?"
Seeing that he Mulan's eyes darkened, he Zhaoyuan couldn't help feeling distressed. He Mulan is the flesh of his heart. He can't see her unhappy at all. Now he Zhaoyuan's heart is full of mixed feelings when he sees her trapped for a dead person.
I grew up looking at my younger sister. Besides myself, who can know her better and give her happiness?
He Zhaoyuan was surprised by his sudden idea. He calmed down and patted he Mulan on the shoulder: "don't think too much. I'm on your side.""I knew my brother was the best to me." He Mulan smiles and shows his teeth. He Zhaoyuan feels comfortable.
"I haven't seen you for a long time. Would you like to go out with your brother?" He Zhaoyuan said with a smile.
This proposal is exactly what he Mulan wants. She's been having a lot of troubles these two days, so she can finally go out and relax.
Two people go downstairs, Mr. and Mrs. he sit in the sofa silent, he Zhaoyuan gently pushed he Mulan, he Mulan obediently came forward: "Dad, today is my talk, too big or small. But I can't change my attitude towards engagement. "
Master he sighed helplessly: "ah, Anyan is a good boy. You should get along with him more. You are still young. You should contact different people more."
He Mulan silent down, see, he Zhaoyuan came forward: "Dad, mom, I take Mulan out to relax."
Master he waved his hand to show his agreement, and the brother and sister quickly slipped out.
It's getting late at night outside. He Mulan walks along the road with he Zhaoyuan in his hand, listening to he Zhaoyuan's life abroad. Two people are chatting happily, but he Mulan's mobile phone rings untimely.
On the screen beating three words is Feng Anyan, Sheng Sheng disturbed he Mulan's good mood, he Mulan answered the phone, no good airway: "Hello!"
"So angry?" The people over there are obviously in a bad mood, and their tone is cold.
"What? Why did Feng San Shao call me in his busy schedule? " He Mulan stood in the same place and sneered at the people on the other side of the phone.
"Mulan, who is it?" He Zhaoyuan is half curious, half deliberately asked.
The sound of the car whistle mixed with the sound of he Zhaoyuan spread into Feng Anyan's ears. He was in a bad mood. This was more like lighting a powder keg. He asked in an unhappy tone: "where are you? Who is the speaker? What did I send you to jackfruit? Why did you refuse to accept it? "