Becoming the sickly wife of a literary giant

7

Li Wu and his friend looked at each other and laughed strangely: "Yo, yo, yo, you are helping to talk, we all understand. Sister Miaomiao must be very happy."

Lu Miao heard this sentence as she approached. No matter how thick-skinned she was, she was still a little girl who had just begun to fall in love. How could she bear such a straightforward teasing, her face turned red, and she stamped her feet in shame.

"What nonsense are you talking about! Brother Li Wu, if you do this again, believe it or not, I will go back and tell Grandma Li!"

Next to the western-style building is the large compound where Wen Yu lives. Who doesn't covet the wealth of the Lu family? Don't look at the two walls and an alley between them, the gap is a million miles.

With Lu Miao's presence in recent years, the neighborhood has become more harmonious. Of course, this is limited to Lu Miao and Sister Ping.

The people in the big compound like to make jokes when they see Lu Miao and the boy from the Wen family getting close. It seems that Lu Miao's willingness to get close to him is a blessing that Wen Yu has cultivated for eight lifetimes.

A teenager of sixteen or seventeen years old has a strong sense of self-esteem and hates the teasing expressions and tones of others.

Over time, they developed a dislike for Lu Miao who brought all this.

But the Wen family knew the benefits of being on good terms with the Lu family and told him more than once to keep Lu Miao under control. Wen's mother even said that it would be even better if Lu Miao could become the daughter-in-law of the Wen family.

Wen Yu didn't like Lu Miao who always suppressed him, but his parents' earnest admonitions forced him to swallow his anger again and again.

Li Wu begged for mercy: "No, little aunt, can't I just stop talking?"

Grandma Li was a ruthless character who never tolerated her grandson Li Wu. The broom, clothesline, shovel, etc. in the yard were all her handy tools for beating people.

No matter how messy Li Wu was outside, he was as obedient as a bleating sheep at home.

As it happened, Grandma Li really liked Lu Miao, thinking that she was obedient and sensible, and also pretty. She also repeatedly warned Li Wu not to bully her.

Lu Miao raised her chin coquettishly and snorted.

Wen Yu stepped out to smooth things over, "Okay, don't be angry. Miao Miao, why are you going home so late?"

"I'm going back now. Brother Wen Yu, why haven't you left yet? Let's go home together."

I thought they had left long ago, but they were still there. It turned out that Brother Wen Yu had her in his heart. Lu Miao felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey, and she liked Li Wu a lot more.

The crisis was resolved, and Li Wu approached with a playful smile: "Miao Miao, your brother Wen Yu is going to play basketball with us. You are late, hehe. Next time, run faster with your short legs."

Lu Miao is growing up, and she is particularly annoyed by others talking about her height. She restrained her smile and punched him unceremoniously.

"Li Wu!!! You are so annoying. What's wrong with my short legs? I didn't eat your rice. You are talking about how long your legs are, but they are still not as tall as my brother Wen Yu."

"Lululu~"

She hid behind Wen Yu and stuck out her tongue at Li Wu.

These people were from the compound next door, and grew up with Wen Yu. After all, she was the one who got in halfway.