Chapter 497 Xi'er's Residence
My sister's temperament is like gardenia, noble and pure.
The fragrance of gardenias was just right in the courtyard, fresh and pleasant. Ning Fengzhe held his sister in his arms, leaned against the window, and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the courtyard with her.
He never tired of doing this, reciting relevant poems and explaining them to his sister.
She was well-behaved and quiet, without making any noise, and she seemed to understand everything with great interest.
Ning Fengzhe talked to himself and was full of praise.
"Yes, that's what I mean. Xi'er is quick-witted and studious, and smart."
As they were talking, Xier suddenly burst into tears, which was out of character. Ning Fengzhe was anxious and worried, and followed her gaze to look not far away.
Seeing his mother walking towards him leisurely, he suddenly understood why his sister was crying.
His face suddenly turned gloomy and he glared at Mu Rong, while at the same time remembering to comfort his sister.
"Be good, Xi'er, don't cry. That's your mother, not a bad person... not really a bad person."
After he changed his tone, his sister burst into tears, as if she could understand what he said again.
Ning Fengzhe was at a loss whether to laugh or cry when he saw this.
"Look at you, you are so smart. Should I praise you or not?"
Mu Rong walked to the window and showed disdain without saying why.
"You cry all day long, do nothing, and are good for nothing. What good can you get from caring for such a person?"
Ning Fengzhe glanced sideways, showing his disgust.
"According to my mother, I am always so serious that I can't even cry, and I am completely useless."
Knowing that her son's temper was understandable, Mu Rong spoke in a gentle and kind manner, trying to please him.
"Who said you can't? When you were in swaddling clothes, your crying was louder and more beautiful than hers. You were better than her in every way."
"At that time, I..."
It was obvious from what he heard that she was going to tell him how much she loved him in the past. Ning Fengzhe was extremely disgusted and didn't want to listen anymore, so he interrupted her directly.
"Is there anything wrong, mother?"
From a distance, she could see the brother and sister getting along harmoniously, but when she got closer, the mother and son were facing each other in a tense situation. Mu Rong was secretly jealous, but she swallowed her anger and did not get angry.
"My sister has been with you for several days. You should have had enough fun. I will take her home."
Ning Fengzhe was strict and rigorous and made corrections seriously.
"I raised my sister with sincerity, not as a joke."
Mu Rong followed his wishes and tried to please him.
"Okay, fine, this is not a joke. My Fengzhe is the most serious about people and things."
Ning Fengzhe looked at him with disdain and didn't even smile.
"Xi'er, I can go to your place. But I want to ask, who does mother plan to raise you?"
Mu Rong said one thing and meant another.
"You are right. Of course I will raise my daughter myself."
Ning Fengzhe saw through it at a glance and broke the deadlock in an instant.
"Think about it, mother. I will move there too. I will stay as long as Xi'er lives there."
Mu Rong's anger gradually became difficult to contain.
"Why do you supervise my mother?"
Ning Fengzhe pretended to be serious and denied it flatly.
"When did I say supervision?"
"Does mother only allow my sister to stay at her residence, and not my children?"
Mu Rong gnashed her teeth and howled like a violent storm.
"Ning Fengzhe, you don't know what's good for you."
"I apologized for the matter of Hibernating Star Beam the day you came back, and I apologized repeatedly!"
"What else do you want? You won't be satisfied until you hold this thing and make your mother angry, right?"
As Mu Rong scolded her, Ning Yunxi cried and her voice became more and more hoarse.
Ning Fengzhe didn't give any explanation and blamed Mu Rong for making his sister cry. He already despised her, and now he blamed Ling Han for that.
"Xi'er is a human being, please don't address her with insulting words."
Mu Rong was so angry that she felt a sharp pain in her heart.
"You kid, don't you understand what I'm saying? You pick on unimportant things and reply to your mother. You're really going to make me sick!"
Wen Jia brought some warm soup, Ning Fengzhe took it with both hands and fed it to his sister. His every move was very familiar.
"Unless mother agrees to personally raise Xi'er and cherish her like her own child, I will never let go."
Seeing his sister enjoying the food with a contented look on her face, he smiled and his mood became peaceful.
"Also, has mother chosen a place for Xi'er to live?"
Mu Rong looked down at Ning Yunxi, and the disgust in her heart grew stronger and stronger.
"She is still so young, what kind of residence can she choose and will she be able to live there?"
In Ning Fengzhe's eyes and heart, there is only his sister; he keeps speaking up for his sister.
"My second brother and I decided on a place to live and renovated it in advance before the full moon. Four years passed in a flash. If mother didn't make preparations at this time, would Xi'er still be allowed to live in Xianyi Residence when she grows up?"
"My son sincerely advises that mothers should not show partiality to their children because they love them."
Mu Rong was furious.
"Do you think I'd like to live with her?"
"Is she worthy of it?"
Ning Fengzhe glanced away, giving him a sinister and menacing look.
"Then please, mother, prepare the residence as soon as possible."
She said that one should not show partiality, but she did this herself. Mu Rong smiled bitterly and had an idea in her mind.
"Okay, I'll go choose now."
Ning Fengzhe responded casually.
"I, your son, would like to thank your mother on behalf of your sister."
Not long after, Ning Yunxi had just fallen asleep when Ning Fengzhe heard from the servants that the lady had summoned him.
Ning Fengzhe temporarily handed Xier over to Wenjia, took care of everything, and went alone to the place designated by his mother.
After sitting in the sedan chair for an unknown amount of time, they finally arrived at where their mother was. Ning Fengzhe got out of the sedan chair and looked around.
"Mother, have you chosen a place to live? Why is it so remote?"
Mu Rong thought of the reasons in advance and answered fluently.
"There are people living near the main entrance. Should we ask them to move out and make room for your sister?"
"Isn't this intentional to make enemies for her?"
"Besides, there is no spacious place nearby. Your sister is spoiled, so she will naturally live in the biggest house."
"My mother was unwilling and wronged her."
Hearing that it was a good thing, Ning Fengzhe forced a smile.
"Well, thank you, mother."
Mu Rong smiled broadly, without a trace of malice.
"Take a look at this house and this yard. Are they okay? If you are satisfied, I will have people start the construction."
There was a hint of anticipation in Mu Rong's eyes.
Once he made his assertion and was satisfied, she would have had something to talk about.
Even if he regrets it later, she will still be right.
She had a nice thought, but before she even entered the door, Ning Fengzhe raised his voice of doubt.
"Xiangzhuyuan?"
A basin of cold water was poured on her suddenly. Mu Rong stopped and looked slightly embarrassed.
"As for where you live, this is written by me. It shows that I love my children and have no partiality."
"What's the problem?"
Ning Fengzhe raised his objection in a serious and frank manner.
"Xiangzhu, there are many sad poems with bad meanings."
Mu Rong thought for a moment and immediately thought of an excuse.
"Poetry, when written by writers, is to express their inner feelings, not to show the true nature of Xiang bamboo."
"Xiang bamboo has a beautiful shape, I meant to praise Xi'er."
Ning Fengzhe looked at the plaque and shook his head.
"The word 'Yuan' is not good either."
Mu Rong was caught off guard and was a little stunned.
"Where do you start talking about this?"
Ning Fengzhe withdrew his gaze and glared at Mu Rong.
"Mother knows, why should the child explain it to her?"
Mu Rong was panic-stricken and terrified.
"You... a young child, how can you understand these things?"