Luck taken away? It doesn't matter, I quietly become a god

Lin.

"Miss, these are the new batch of 'seedlings'. Do you see any that catch your eye?"

The steward brought a group of young children, all aged no more than eight years old, both male and female, and they were all cute and smart.

In front of these young children, a young woman glanced casually.

"Didn't I say you don't need to look?"

The steward said flatteringly: "Miss, I see that the quality of this batch of seedlings is much better than before, and the family regulations require that every member needs to choose a guardian. You are the eldest lady, how can you even have one beside you?" Are there no guardians?"

"If we wait a little longer, I'm afraid it will be too late."

Each member of the Lin family will have several guardians around him, who are responsible for protecting the safety of the Lin family members. The Lin family guardians are usually raised from an early age and eat and live together, which helps to enhance loyalty.

At this time, Miss Lin's eyes fell on one of the three-year-old boys.

Unlike other children, whose eyes were more or less full of awe and expectation, this little boy kept his eyebrows lowered and was very quiet.

"It's you."

Miss Lin took a few steps closer, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She recognized that this was the little beggar who had been unconscious on the street not long ago. The bright and clear eyes impressed her the most. Seeing that he had nowhere to go, she asked her servants to arrange a place for him.

Unexpectedly, I was placed in the "New Miaozi".

Sensing someone approaching, the child raised his head and met Miss Lin's gaze. He couldn't help but startled slightly.

Miss Lin looked at the child in front of her carefully. The dirty child before looked like a cute and well-behaved porcelain doll after being washed and dressed up.

"What is your name?"

Miss Lin raised her fingers towards the child and asked with interest.

The child lowered his head and clutched the corners of his clothes tightly with his little hands, seeming a little embarrassed.

The steward on the side replied: "Back to Miss, this boy has not spoken a word yet. His name has not been decided yet. He is just called by the number one hundred and one."

Hearing this, Miss Lin was a little surprised: "Can't speak?"

It stands to reason that children as young as two or three can already speak.

"He stays, you can take the others down first."

"Yes, Miss."

After the steward took the order to take the rest away, Miss Lin couldn't help laughing when she saw that the child in front of her still looked confused.

She reached out and was about to touch his head, but the latter reacted greatly, like a frightened cub, taking two steps back, looking at her with guarded and uneasy eyes.

Seeing this, Miss Lin stopped moving.

"Do you know how you got here?"

The child was startled for a moment, then nodded, his eyes fixed on Miss Lin, and the alertness in his eyes was reduced a lot.

Although he was still young and could not hold too many complicated things in his mind, he probably knew that he was able to escape from the wandering life because of the beautiful sister in front of him.

Miss Lin became even more interested when she saw that the child was pretending to be mature and had a sullen face: "You will be with me from now on. You have to listen to me so that you can have food and clothing. If you agree, just nod. .”

The child seemed to be pondering the meaning of these words this time. After waiting for a few seconds, he nodded slowly again.

"Then let me give you a name first. 'One Hundred and One' doesn't sound very nice. My surname is Lin, so of course you will take my surname..." Miss Lin's lips curled up slightly: "Why don't you call me Xiao?" Be good and be obedient, you know?"

The child didn't feel anything about the name and just nodded meekly in response.

"Come here, sister, teach you how to write your name."

The child walked over as told.

The next second, Miss Lin picked her up and sat in front of the desk.

The sudden feeling of lifting into the air made the child panic.

"This is the pen, this is the ink, this is the paper..."

Miss Lin held the child in her arms with one hand and held the child's hand with the other. She took the pen on the table and wrote on the paper.

"..."

In the next few days, Miss Lin took the child with her to teach writing, reading, etc.

The child was too young, not even old enough to test his spiritual roots, so Miss Lin did not arrange any martial arts training for the child.

The child is very obedient and sensible. Miss Lin will do whatever she says. The only drawback is that she cannot speak yet.

Miss Lin invited a doctor for diagnosis and found that the child's vocal cords were somewhat damaged. It was suspected that she had eaten something poisonous, causing her to be unable to speak.

But it can still be cured.

someday.

Miss Lin taught the child to write as usual, but found that the child's head was almost hitting the table little by little.

Sensing Miss Lin's gaze, the child woke up a little, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and continued to work hard to write.

"Sleepy? Didn't you sleep last night?" Miss Lin frowned slightly, as if the child's mental state has been lazy these days, and she thought she was tired before.

But now, apart from reading, children don't do any heavy work every day. Logically speaking, they shouldn't be in this state.

The child shook his head quickly. He wanted to say something but couldn't. His whole little face turned slightly red.

Seeing this, Miss Lin did not ask any more questions and continued to teach the children how to read.

When night fell, the child went back to the house.

Miss Lin waited for an hour before quietly entering the room, intending to find out.

But when Miss Lin entered, she found that the child was not asleep at all, but huddled in the corner of the bed, immediately alert at the slightest sign of trouble.

When he saw it was Miss Lin, the child's eyes widened slightly.

"Why don't you sleep?" Miss Lin sat beside the bed and raised her hand to touch the child's head.

Miss Lin felt very strange. The child was obviously very sleepy, so why didn't he sleep and rest?

The child was holding the quilt on his hands and knees. When he heard Miss Lin's question, he pointed in the direction of the door, with a hint of cowardice on his little face.

Miss Lin asked uncertainly: "Xiao Guai, are you... afraid of falling asleep alone?"

Hearing this, the child moved his body and blinked his big grape-like eyes with a hint of shyness.

The child didn't know how long he had been wandering outside, but due to long-term habits, he did not dare to sleep alone at night for fear of being carried, sold, or eaten...

After finding out the reason, Miss Lin took the child out of the house and then returned to her own house.

After putting the child on her bed, Miss Lin finally explained: "Since you don't dare to sleep alone, little darling, I will sleep with you."

"As long as my sister is here, I can sleep peacefully."

When the child heard this, he quickly shook his head.

He doesn't want to trouble his sister...

But Miss Lin didn't care about the child's awkward thoughts, she hugged him and lay down.

"Go to sleep."

The child was held in his arms, and the warm breath wrapped him tightly, giving him a sense of security.

Gradually, the child's tense spirit relaxed, and the overwhelming feeling of exhaustion swept over...

"..."

Three months later, the child's voice, which had been nursed for so long, finally returned to normal and he was able to speak.

And the first thing he said was——

"elder sister."