Chapter 479 A Rival in Love is Especially Jealous (6)_1
Lin Yuan seemed to realize why she wanted to bring Lin Siyu into the residence to compete with another Little Concubine. It was merely a balancing strategy among the women in the inner house, and Lady Jin could not be classified as a good or bad person. As long as it helped maintain her status and her son’s position, she probably could do anything.
After all, it was the first time Jin Shiwen had gone out to shop, and after looking around for quite some time, he still didn’t know what to choose. Qinger let him try a few snacks, and Jin Shiwen’s eyes lit up, finding each one incredibly delicious. But when it came to buying, he was too embarrassed to speak up. The thoughts of a child long neglected are most sensitive; he feared that if he bought too much, his sister would be displeased, and she would never take him out to play again.
Jin Yuyu was talking with Lin Yuan at the doorstep, and seeing the little guy constantly looking back at her restlessly, she felt soft-hearted. After greeting Lin Yuan, she went in to help him choose together.
Watching from the doorway, Lin Yuan saw the dependence in Jin Shiwen’s eyes for Jin Yuyu and Jin Yuyu’s tenderness towards her little brother. She knew that their relationship was not mere mutual use as Jin Yuyu had claimed. Jin Yuyu truly loved her little brother, and with a father like theirs and a mother who had toiled so hard, the little brother was indeed the best support for her future.
Most people gathered at the door had already entered Rice Flower Fragrance, and many had come out with their purchases as well.
There was also a child, walking and eating his newly bought pastries. As he passed by Lin Yuan, he raised his hand holding the pastry and asked her in a milky voice, "Sister, sister, why is this called ’Donkey Rolling’? I’ve eaten several already but haven’t found any rolling donkeys inside!"
His words were heard by several adults who were entering, and they all covered their mouths and laughed. Lin Yuan looked over and realized that this was the same little grandson that the woman had been holding on to tightly earlier.
She crouched down, looked the child in the eye, and smiled, "It’s because this pastry is covered with a layer of bean flour, which makes it look like a donkey covered in dirt after rolling around. See, doesn’t it look like that?"