Rebirth handbook - Chapter 11

She stood up, opened the door and went out of the room. The luck of the brother and sister was not very good. She stood at the door for a while, closed her eyes and walked downstairs. In the living room, He Weiming was sitting on the sofa, the same as where she left. Even his posture was the same.

Chang Manjing didn’t ask him why he didn’t go out to play. She just walked over to greet him, “Come, I will take you to the garden to play.” Chang Manjing took He Weiming to the garden. After walking a little distance, she turned to a secluded bush in the back of the house. There was an old swing hanging from a tree, which was made by her father when she was a child. Later she grew up and hadn’t used it again. She brushed the fallen leaves away with her hand, and sat on it to try it.

The swing made a creaking sound, but it felt quite stable. She picked He Weiming, and sat with him on the swing. He was thin and small, not heavy at all. Chang Manjing, with her toe, made the swing slowly sway.

“When I was a child, whenever I felt sad I would sit here for a while,” Chang Manjing said to He Weiming. The thick branch above them swayed slightly because of the weight of the swing, and the leaves on it also slowly fell. Chang Manjing received a yellow leaf and passed it to He Weiming.

He Weiming hugged the leaf and didn’t speak. Chang Manjing didn’t speak and there was only the squeaking of the swing. The atmosphere was quiet and safe, but at that moment, Chang Manjing didn’t pay attention to her feet. The shaking force was a little bit stronger, and the swing broke away with a click. The two sitting on the swing fell down. Fortunately, the swing was not high, and there were thick layers of leaves underneath. It wasn’t that painful. Chang Manjing laid down after taking a breath. She knocked her head on the railing of the swing, with one hand protecting He Weiming she touched her head with the other, and hissed again.

He Weiming, who was held by her, reacted. He rolled aside and helped Chang Manjing get up. After hesitating, he reached out and touched her head.

“Hurt?”

Chang Manjing had a smile in her eyes, and when he touched her head, she hissed again, “Yes, it hurts.”
He Weiming didn’t touch her head again. Chang Manjing stood up with his help. It didn’t hurt after a while. She looked down and saw He Weiming’s dark eyes. Chang Manjing smiled and squeezed his face.

“Okay, it doesn’t hurt anymore.” He Weiming glanced at her back, and didn’t speak. He still held the yellow leaf Chang Manjing had just given him in one hand. The family arrived at noon. The old man of Chang’s family was already in his 70s. He was very fond of Chang Manjing. His eldest son died young, and his second son, Chang Benjun, did well after taking over the company. So when he was at home he occasionally played chess and went fishing with a group of old men.

When he saw He Weiming, he also smiled and gave him a big red envelope. He looked very kind, not as serious as Chang Benjun. Chang Benjun’s attitude towards He Weiming was better, and he even made a meeting ceremony for him. His expression was normal. One couldn’t see the long face that appeared in the study room before. It was as if nothing had happened.

Sister-in-law Qiu Yuran and Chang Yicong also returned and bought a lot of things. They piled them up in the living room. Qiu Yuran was gentle and bought things for Chang Manjing and He Weiming.

“Your brother said that you were bringing Weiming over today. I haven’t seen you for a while, so I bought you something.” Qiu Yuran took Chang Manjing’s hand and said, “Isn’t Weiming about the same size as Yicong? You said that his age is twelve, so I bought some clothes.”

Chang Manjing glanced at her elder brother, but she didn’t show any unusual expression, “Sister-in-law, thanks but I bought a lot for Weiming, and there is no shortage of things. Oh, by the way, he is bigger than Yicong, and Yicong should call him big brother.”

Chang Yicong, who was sitting next to Qiu Yuran, immediately said in dissatisfaction, “He looks younger than me, why should I call him big brother!”

“Yicong!” Qiu Yuran stopped her son and smiled apologetically to He Weiming. Her voice soft and soft, “Brother Yicong is spoiled by me. Don’t be angry with him Weiming. Just be brothers, get along well, and come to play with him more in the future, okay?”
People always have gentle faces which hide their terrible side.

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