Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

younger brother?

Zhang Xingxing was stunned when she was called. She raised one foot and hit the door sill. She lost her balance and her figure tilted. When she was about to follow the footsteps of the previous unlucky person, Qi Suanzi, two pairs of hands instantly supported her shaky body from the left and right and lifted her up.

The player on the left is Wu Laogou, who relies on close-range advantage to score, which is not surprising. But the one on the right?

Zhang Xingxing turned her head to look at the man in his thirties or forties who was supporting her on the right. He had a strong outline, and although each of his facial features was not very outstanding, when combined together they revealed a kind of resoluteness, as if hiding endless stories and secrets.

His eyes are the most eye-catching part, they are dark and obscure, revealing an unspeakable ambition and desire, as if they can swallow up all obstacles that block his progress. His eyes are sharp, as if he can see through the essence of everything in the world and the depth of people's hearts.

His hair is neat and orderly, and each strand exudes a unique charm. He is tall and straight, with clear muscle lines, revealing a wild beauty. He is dressed in a low-key manner, wearing a dark short-sleeved shirt and long pants, and a pair of cloth shoes, looking calm and powerful.

Hiss, how to describe it? Although he was not dressed well and looked like an old man walking in the park, Zhang Xingxing always gave people the feeling that he was the big boss behind the scenes.

"Saint, be careful!"

The next second, the fanaticism and extremely worried look on his face destroyed Zhang Xingxing's impression of him as a hermit. He carefully helped Zhang Xingxing stand up straight, and then silently retreated to the boy sitting on the stool under everyone's gaze.

When Zhang Xingxing glanced behind her, she saw Chen Pi sitting in a wheelchair, looking at everyone in the room with disdain. He looked weak and tired because of his injury. She immediately called a servant to push Chen Pi back so that he could have a good rest. When Chen Pi was pushed away, he glanced at Zhang Xingxing, but in the end he said nothing.

Zhang Xingxing walked to the stool opposite the boy and sat down, staring at the boy who looked familiar in her memory. Looking at that handsome face, she knew that he was the younger brother she had been looking for for the original owner.

Tsk, I just feel that his temperament seems to have changed a little. My brother is not as ethereal as I remember, and his figure is not as outstanding as I remember.

But Zhang Xingxing thought that this might be because the original owner added a filter to the memory. After all, people like to add filters to their memories. It makes sense to think this way. Zhang Xingxing easily convinced himself, smiled, and spoke curiously.

"Brother, what's your name?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone on the field changed their expressions. For Er Yuehong, Zhang Xingxing's words had implicitly acknowledged the identities of this group of people. They were the family that Zhang Xingxing had been looking for, their real family.

As for Wu Laogou, he knew even less. The information he sent people to inquire about was only that Zhang Xingxing was an orphan who was picked up by Er Yuehong by chance and eventually accepted as his apprentice. It might have been nothing at first, but now that Zhang Xingxing's family came, their relationship could be said to be equivalent to a secret love affair without telling the family... From this, he could imagine how difficult his emotional journey would be.

Similarly, the Zhang family members were also eager to take action after hearing what Zhang Xingxing said. The young man sitting on the chair had a shocked expression on his face and spoke in surprise.

"Sister. Don't you remember? I'm Zhang Qiling."

"Ah, brother, I have indeed lost my memory. I can't even remember your name, and I don't remember much about the past. But I will always remember what you look like. You are my family."

Zhang Xingxing got up from the chair, walked to her brother, patted his head gently which looked a little depressed, and silently recited the name.

Hiss, this name sounds so familiar. Why do I feel like I've heard it somewhere recently?

Suddenly, Zhang Xingxing got inspired and clapped his hands. Ah! That's right, that's right, the ordinary but outstanding killer with a back that I met while shopping a few days ago is also called this name! Zhang Xingxing was about to say something when he was interrupted by a serious voice.

"Saint girl, how could you hit the clan leader? This is so unreasonable. It is so unreasonable. It is so unreasonable."

The person who stood up and spoke was the man who had helped Zhang Xingxing before. He educated her in a very serious and earnest tone.

Huh? When did she hit the clan leader? Zhang Xingxing looked down following the accusing gaze and saw that his brother's forehead seemed to have been slapped and turned red. Uh, Zhang Xingxing ran back to his seat immediately in embarrassment. When Zhang Qiling saw his sister stop, he immediately covered his forehead and comforted her.

"It's okay, sister. It doesn't hurt at all. Don't be afraid. Let me introduce you to Zhang Shi, the elder of the clan. He just cares a little too much about etiquette."

After explaining, he ordered the elder to leave. The elder, who seemed to be full of anger just now, now cooperated very well and silently stepped back and stood still.

This kind of plot development was really an eye-opener for Zhang Xingxing. After all, she had only seen such regular scenes in TV dramas. This was the first time she had experienced this dramatic scene so closely in reality.

Of course, she also realized the status of the person in front of her at this moment. She first pointed at Zhang Qiling, then turned and pointed at herself. She spoke with a look of shock.

"You, clan leader?"

"Ah."

"Me, the Saint?"

"Ah."

Seeing his younger brother nodding his head in agreement, and the other Zhang family members looking accustomed to it, Zhang Xingxing couldn't believe it. No, everyone, were the little brothers and sisters in the Republic of China already so powerful? They could become clan leaders and saints in their teens? ! !

Zhang Xingxing immediately thought of the outrageous idea she had in the past. She couldn't have really obtained her status as a saint by delivering food to the Zhang family.

Help, but she really doesn't know how to farm at all. And since she entered that space last time and found that there was nothing there, she has never entered it again. Could it be that her rebirth plan is to learn farming and agronomy in the Zhang family?

No, no, it's too abstract. I'd better ask her brother quietly to understand the situation first.

In addition to Zhang Xingxing, whose mind was so wild that it was about to break, Er Yuehong and Wu Laogou were also feeling mixed emotions. Their moods were like an overturned seasoning bottle, with all kinds of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, which was hard to describe. Er Yuehong frowned tightly, with a hint of worry in his eyes; while Wu Laogou kept rubbing his fingers, showing his uneasiness and tension.

Er Yuehong, who was listening to the conversation between the two, took advantage of the moment when no one was talking, immediately put the teacup in his hand on the table, and asked with a questioning look on his face.

"Sir, may I ask which family your clan leader is from? I have never heard of a clan leader as young as you. Also, how did my sister become a saint? I hope you can answer my questions."