My sister is the daughter of destiny

In a courtyard somewhere, a gentle and quiet woman was sitting quietly in a pavilion reading a book, her demeanor revealing a calmness and elegance.

In the courtyard, a young girl was kneeling on the ground, her body straight and stubborn, her eyes fixed on the woman in the pavilion.

The girl was wearing a lavender gauze dress. She had a beautiful face, eyebrows like distant mountains, and eyes like autumn water. However, her face was pale and her lips were as white as paper, revealing her weakness due to injury.

Even though she was seriously injured and her face was pale, her posture was still upright and resilient.

If the woman in the pavilion was not her biological mother, no one could make such a proud woman kneel down.

Outside the half-open door of the courtyard, a middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing and elegant clothes was secretly looking inside through the crack in the door.

Seeing his daughter kneeling on the ground, he should have been extremely angry, but he couldn't afford to offend the person inside at this moment, so he didn't dare to make any sound.

Whenever the children made a mistake, the usually gentle and quiet lady was always the strictest one.

Although she was reading quietly, years of experience told the man that at this moment his wife was like a volcano, the kind that could erupt at any time.

Behind the man were two teenagers, one big and one small, who were also looking inside furtively. However, like the man, they did not dare to make a sound.

This scene seemed to last for some time.

The girl's posture was still upright, kneeling there quietly.

But she was so weak that her thin body was trembling slightly, which made the three people outside the door feel very distressed.

"You still don't know where you went wrong?"

The woman in the pavilion put down the book in her hand and sighed softly.

His tone was gentle as water, but it could not hide the disappointment in it.

The girl just felt extremely aggrieved.

She didn't quite understand why her mother, who was the most gentle and well-educated, was so harsh to her when she came back injured.

Just because I went against her will and didn't want to marry a man I didn't know?

Is this still the mother I know?

The girl was extremely confused.

But she could hear her mother's disappointment in her.

This made her a little flustered.

Since childhood, my mother has been my role model. She is gentle yet strong, well-educated and never overbearing. No one in the entire Xiao family has ever said a bad word about her.

"My...daughter is just..."

The girl wanted to explain, but she didn't know how to start.

In fact, her mother just wanted her to meet the other party, and it is hard to say what the result will be.

But she just inexplicably rejected this feeling. She didn't know why, but she felt that if she really obeyed her mother's wishes, something bad would happen, and she felt a little repulsive.

Therefore, she used the excuse of going out for training, but in fact it was just to avoid this matter.

However, she never expected that this time when she went out, she encountered a disaster...

"You just don't want to marry a strange man. You feel that you are trading your daughter's lifelong happiness."

The woman's voice was still gentle, but the disappointment in her eyes was even greater.

The girl's face turned pale and her proud head lowered a little.

Obviously, what the woman said was absolutely correct.

The girl ran away from home, although part of the reason was that she felt an inexplicable sense of rejection, but more importantly, she didn't want her marriage to be controlled by others, even her mother.

Every word my mother said was true, and they were all her thoughts at the time.

Outside.

The youngest boy was a little moved, and seeing his sister so weak, he couldn't help but push the door open and say a few "fair words".

The man outside the door and another older, thinner boy reached out and grabbed him at the same time.

The father and son, one holding his head and the other covering his mouth, prevented him from going in and disturbing them.

The father and son looked at each other and both smiled helplessly.

The girl was in the middle of the situation and didn’t know the whole story, but the brother was a bit naive, but he was still young, so he didn’t need to know too much.

"It's been eighteen years since you fell off my body. I was very proud of you and thought you could set a good role model for your brothers..." the woman sighed softly.

"But my daughter doesn't want her marriage to be a political marriage. Is that wrong?"

The girl heard her mother's disappointed words and retorted in desperation.

This sentence made the people outside the house look at each other in bewilderment. The man and the older boy looked at each other, shook their heads and sighed. She had fallen a little too deeply.

The younger boy scratched his head, disliked the big hand pressing on his head and pushed it away.

"Didn't mother teach us from childhood that listening to others finish speaking and not interrupting them at will is the most basic etiquette and the most basic respect for others?"

The young boy muttered something under his breath.

The man and the older boy nodded together when they heard this. The child was a little naive, but he had one biggest advantage, which was that he listened to his mother very much.

He is a bystander who sees things more clearly.

The woman stopped talking and looked at the girl quietly, her eyes still as gentle as water, as if waiting for her to finish.

The girl was stunned.

Only then did she realize that she had lost her composure.

"My daughter lost her composure... Please forgive me..."

The girl's proud swan-like neck bent slightly.

"Your mind is in turmoil, which is a big taboo for cultivation. If you still regard me as your mother, you are not allowed to practice again until you figure it out and your mind is not at peace."

The woman stood up calmly and walked slowly out of the yard.

Only the girl was left standing there in a daze.

The woman pushed open the gate and saw three people outside, each with their own posture.

The man folded his arms across his chest, looked up at the sky, and whistled softly.

The older boy was holding a scroll of scriptures, looking very serious.

The title of the book is backwards.

The smaller, naive boy squatted by the path, staring at a small stone in the flower bed.

This stone is too stony.

Seeing the attitudes of these three people, the woman became furious and inexplicably felt tired.

I’m afraid this family will fall apart without me!

"Xiao Han, have you read today's article?"

The woman's gentle eyes glared, and a rare hint of murderous intent appeared in them.

The naive boy who was staring at the stone was suddenly startled, stood up and turned around to run.

"Mom, I'm going back to study!"

The woman looked at the thin young man again.

"Xiao Feng?"

"Mother, I have finished writing my article for today and completed my daily practice. Now... now I am preparing to play chess with father..."

The thin boy was obviously not good at lying, and his eyes were darting from side to side.

"Yes, yes, yes. I was just about to play chess with Feng'er. Eh? Madam, why are you here?"

The man was obviously an old hand at telling lies with his eyes open; his expression and tone did not indicate that he was lying at all.

Xiao Feng lowered his head, not daring to look into the woman's eyes. He admired his father deeply in his heart.

How can he lie with such a straight face?

The woman turned around and looked at the gate of the courtyard, then turned back to look at the man, her gentle eyes seemed to be able to speak.

What do you say?

I just came out from scolding my eldest daughter. Why do you think I'm here?

The woman glared at the man but did not lose her composure in front of the child and slowly walked forward.

The man sighed, put on a bitter face, and followed obediently.

"Feng'er, from now on you will be responsible for delivering three meals a day to your sister."

A gentle voice was left in the air.

Xiao Feng looked up and his parents had disappeared.

"Okay mother."

Xiao Feng bowed in the direction his father and mother were leaving, then glanced at his sister's courtyard gate, sighed softly, and turned to leave.

The girl knelt quietly in the yard without getting up. As her mother said, her heart was a mess at the moment.

Half a month ago, she heard her mother say that she had found a marriage for her and asked her when she would have time to meet the other party first. If both parties were satisfied, they could get engaged and get married.

She was only eighteen years old, in the prime of her life, and had devoted herself to spiritual practice. Moreover, for some unknown reason, she inexplicably rejected this matter, so she left a letter and planned to go out to relax and gain experience.

Unexpectedly, she encountered a series of events on this trip. She got opportunities, but also encountered crises, which eventually led to the destruction of her foundation, the dissipation of her spiritual power, and the collapse of her body.

If it weren't for the senior who stabilized her body and saved her life, she would have died long ago.

The senior had done his best to keep her body steady and prevent it from collapsing, but she had lost all her skills and became a useless person, so she had no choice but to go home and ask for help.

However, she didn't expect that the mother who had always been the most gentle and loving towards her children would behave like this today. Not only did she not help the child, but she also scolded him. This made her extremely upset.

She didn't think she did anything wrong, she just didn't want to marry a stranger whom she had never even met, even if that person was of extremely noble status.

Why should she be arranged a marriage like this when her mother could choose her own marriage and marry the person she liked?