Wu Chang Jie

57

It was still early in the morning, so Zong Zi Heng went to the back kitchen and personally made some of Zong Zi Xiao's favorite snacks and sent them to Bailu Pavilion.

Zong Zi Xiao was practicing with his sword. All those who aspired to show off their skills at the Jiaolong Assembly in a few days' time were nervous and excited, seizing the last minute to improve themselves.

Zong Zi Heng set aside his snacks and leaned against the wall, quietly watching his younger brother, whom he had raised by himself.

Children at this age grow up too fast. In half a year, Zong Zi Xiao's stature had clearly been stretched, and he was taller than anyone else his age. His facial features have also lost their tenderness and have taken on a more angular appearance, totally taking on the full form of a tall man.

Dressed in black and as agile as a demon, he performed the Zongxuan Sword Technique with such a dashing and fierce style that one could not miss a single move.

Only when he had finished the whole sword dance did Zong Zi Xiao pant slightly and withdraw his momentum. He turned his head and smiled at Zong Zi Heng, asking confidently, "Big brother, how was it?"

"Good, very good." Zong Zi Heng gave a high five, "Come and rest for a while."

Zong Zi Xiao walked over, took the water handed over by his big brother and gulped down the large glass. When his big brother took a towel and was about to wipe his sweat, he snatched it away, "I'll do it myself."

"Hmm." Zong Zi Heng opened the bamboo basket, "I made some snacks, they're all your favorites."

"Thank you, big brother." Zong Zi Xiao smiled brightly, picked up a piece of glutinous rice cake and stuffed the whole thing into his mouth.

"Is someone snatching it away from you?" Zong Zi Heng scolded, "Be careful not to choke." Looking at Zong Zi Xiao's cheeks puffed out like a little squirrel hiding grain, he couldn't help but laugh again, "You've got it all over your chin." As he said that, he was about to reach out to wipe it.

Zong Zi Xiao took a step back to avoid him, rubbing it off himself, "Don't keep treating me like a child."

Zong Zi Heng raised an eyebrow and snorted, "Aiyo, so eager to be an adult?" During this period of time, he did clearly feel the changes in his younger brother, especially after he returned from Yan City. He no longer came to pester him to sleep with him, nor did he ask him to carry and hug him anytime and anywhere like he did when he was a child. He never pouted in front of outsiders, and often pretended to be mature and steady. All these changes signified one thing - growing up.

"I'll be an adult soon. I'll be an adult in two years."

Hearing these words, Zong Zi Heng was really stunned for a moment, and he let out a soft sigh, "Yes, two more years and you'll be an adult. How did it happen so fast ah?" It was as if in the blink of an eye, the youngest brother, who was still only learning to speak, had already grown into a gallant young man.

"Anyways, big brother has to slowly start treating me like an adult."

"Oh, tell me, how am I going to treat you like an adult?"

"Well ... you have to discuss everything with me, no lecturing or punishing me at every turn, especially in front of others, take me with you everywhere you go, and not don't give me 'you're still young' as an excuse so that you can abandon me and go out to play alone."

Zong Zi Heng knocked him on the head, "Wait until you are reborn as a big brother in your next life."

"There is no such thing!"

Zong Zi Heng smiled as he watched him protest while happily eating his snack, so he asked, "Xiao Jiu, are you nervous?"

"I'm not nervous." Zong Zi Xiao looked like he had a well thought out plan, "Those people are nothing to fear."