gentle fairy tale

August, late summer.

The sunset glow in the sky stretches for thousands of miles, and the evening wind blows the leaves continuously.

A stretched black limousine stopped outside the iron gate.

The butler stepped forward and opened the car door, bowed his head respectfully: "Sir."

The man nodded noncommittally: "Is everything arranged?"

"Yes, don't worry."

Pei Tiancheng hummed lightly, walked to the back door, opened the car door, and stretched out his hand towards the child in the car: "Grandpa, will you come down?"

Sitting in the back seat was a five or six-year-old child with pink cheeks and blinked bright eyes. He stared at him for a few seconds, shook his head, and whispered, "Mianmian can do it herself."

Pei Tiancheng didn't speak, but withdrew his hand, and watched the little girl awkwardly climb out of the car with cold eyes.

He turned and walked in.

The butler followed him.

The child was carrying a big schoolbag, and her long trousers were rolled up. She stepped on their shadows, quietly and obediently.

She quietly clenched her small fists and looked around nervously. This place was very strange, she couldn't remember if she had been here before...or to be precise, the whole world made her feel strange.

She woke up in the hospital with no memory of anything.

Later, the police uncle came and said that her parents died in a car accident, and she had no other relatives, and this "Grandpa Pei", who was the best friend of her parents during his lifetime, was willing to adopt her. The uncle touched her head and told her not to Afraid.

Yu Mian didn't know this Grandpa Pei, maybe because his aquiline nose was a little scary, she was a little afraid of him.

However, the police uncle will not lie.And she had nowhere to go, so she could only follow him.

She stepped into the Pei family compound.

There was a small pond in the yard, the sunset glow of the sky was reflected on the water surface, a few goldfish were swimming around, she couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and followed immediately.

As soon as the door opened, a middle-aged woman came out with a smile on her face, holding a watering pot in her hand: "Mr. is back... Hey, which family's child is this?"

Only then did Pei Tiancheng stop, turned his head and glanced at Yu Mian, his tone was very flat: "My friend's child, his parents have passed away."

Aunt Zhang was taken aback, feeling a little distressed: "Hey...such a small child..."

"Well, take care of yourself."

Aunt Zhang didn't understand what the host meant, so she just walked over, put down the kettle, and handed her a hand: "Come on, little girl, go in with Auntie."

Yu Mian raised her head to look at her, without stretching out her hand, her eyes were full of nervousness and guard.

She understood the child's eyes, and she was not angry, and smiled gently: "Okay, let's go. Dinner will be served later."

Yu Mian nodded silently, carrying her schoolbag, followed her into the house.

Pei Tiancheng took off his coat and sat on the sofa. He rubbed the center of his brows. He was a little tired from the busy days, but everything was worth it.The foundation for the cooperation between the two families has been laid, and he is not afraid of the other party's regret in the future.

The servants were busy up and down, with the sound of footsteps.

Yu Mian subconsciously pricked up her ears, and heard them seem to be saying: "Miss seems to be back, put an extra set of tableware... No, there is a child, I want two sets."

Missy.

Yu Mian sat on the stool, her feet swayed slightly, and she silently recited these three words in her heart. She couldn't help but wonder, is this young lady a little girl the same age as her? Can I have friends?

Soon, she knew she was wrong.

There was a sound of rhythmic footsteps on the stairs, she looked along the source of the sound, and those clear and clean eyes met hers, but she moved away in a second: "Whose child is this?"

Pei Tiancheng half closed his eyes: "My friend's daughter, her parents have passed away."

It was the same set of rhetoric, in a flat tone.

Pei Songxi stood still, her eyes fell on the child, she saw a big schoolbag on her immature shoulders, she saw her too long trousers rolled up halfway, her brows and eyes were slightly frowned, and her voice was also deserted asked: "Wait for her family to pick her up?"

Pei Tiancheng was a little impatient when she asked her: "I won't go back. She's the only one at home. Her parents entrusted her to me before they died, and she has nowhere to go. She's just a pair of chopsticks at home."

Pei Songxi pursed his lips, and looked at him silently, his eyes were full of understanding and irony.

Pei Tiancheng avoided her gaze, and waved to Yu Mian: "Mianmian, Aunt Pei."

The child looked at her timidly, his dark eyes rolled, but he didn't say a word for a long time, his lips were tightly pursed.

Pei Songxi gave her a cold look and said nothing.

The servants had already placed the cutlery and dishes, and the butler went upstairs to ask everyone to come down to eat. Aunt Zhang added a chair to the dining table, and waved to Yu Mian: "Come here, sit here."

Yu Mian jumped off the stool, and the big schoolbag shook violently, and she didn't know what was in it, it was loud and noisy.

Pei Songxi rubbed his forehead.

Aunt Zhang walked over nervously, and took her over: "Let Auntie here, I'll give it to you after dinner, okay?"

The kid nodded.

She walked slowly to the dining table. The chair was a bit high for her. She climbed up carefully, only to find that the person sitting next to her... was the Aunt Pei that Grandpa Pei had just mentioned.

She looked at her secretly, her eyebrows seemed to be surrounded by autumn clouds, light and quiet, a little cold, aware of her gaze, and turned her head to look at her, her gaze was also cold.

Yu Mian withdrew her gaze, not daring to look at her anymore.

Soon, Pei Linmao and Ding Mei also went downstairs.

Pei Linmao is the eldest son of the Pei family. Pei Tiancheng raised him as the heir, and he will not hide anything from him.He had known for a long time that a child would come to the family, and his reaction was very flat.As for Ding Mei, although her husband had told her about it, she was still a little suspicious, suspecting that the child was actually her husband's illegitimate daughter.

She sat down, poured a glass of juice for the child, and asked her with a smile, "little girl, what's your name?"

The child spoke with a childish voice: "My name is Yu Mian."

Ding Mei's smile deepened: "The name sounds nice. Is it the name your family gave you?"

Yu Mian's face collapsed: "I don't remember..."

Ding Mei was startled, remembering her husband said that her parents had passed away, felt pity for a moment, and touched her head: "Okay, let's drink juice."

Yu Mian nodded slightly, and bit the straw.

It was a quiet meal.

Pei Songxi was the first to leave.

Yu Mian couldn't help but look at her again, just in time to see her turn her head back, she looked back a little guilty, and heard her say to Aunt Zhang: "It's getting cold, remove all the juice from the table."

Ding Mei was startled, looking at the fruit juice in the little girl's glass that didn't drop at all, it seemed that she didn't like to drink it.She curled her lips in dissatisfaction, this little girl is really lenient.

Pei Songxi went upstairs to see grandma.

Zhou Ruyun is not in good health, usually meals are brought up by a special person, she lives in a room on the fourth floor and rarely goes out.

When she knocked on the door and entered, the old man just took off his presbyopic glasses, put down the newspaper in his hand, and waved to her with a loving expression: "Yueyue, is there a visitor?"

Pei Songxi calmed down a little, and went to sit by the bed: "Father brought back a little girl from outside. He said it was a friend's child. The parents of the child have passed away."

"Do you want to stay at home for a few days?"

"No, according to what he said, I will keep it at home."

Zhou Ruyun was also taken aback when he heard this: "Is there no one in the little girl's house?"

Pei Songxi nodded lightly.

The old man let out a long sigh: "It's a crime."

She has always known that her son is ruthless, but such a small child...how can he never let him go.

Pei Songxi patted her palm in silence, walked out of the room, and went downstairs to stop Xu Zhong: "Uncle Xu, which family is she from?"

The housekeeper smiled apologetically, "Miss, I don't know much about this, I only know that Ms. Yu Mian's parents are friends of my husband."

Pei Songxi looked at him coldly, and walked past him, knowing that he couldn't tell the truth from his mouth.

In the living room, Aunt Zhang was combing Yu Mian's hair, tied a cute little ball for her, and asked her with a smile, "Do you like it?"

The child was sitting on a high stool, shaking his legs slightly, couldn't help showing a little smile, touched the curly hair on the top of his head, nodded timidly, and finally said: "I like it."

Her pleasure lasted only a second.

Pei Songxi walked down the stairs slowly, with a clear voice, and said to his father, "Send her back."

Yu Mian jumped up from the stool, quietly grasped the shoulder strap of the schoolbag, and slowly lowered her small head.

She silently thought...she might not like me very much.