When Hang Jin got up the next day, what he saw from the window was two people, one big and one small, sitting in the yard talking.

The two brothers and sisters each on a swing, dangling their legs, chatting with each other.

Mu Yue was actually a little nervous. She was afraid that the stars would ask herself, her job, and why she was at home today, so how would she answer?

There are so many excuses in her mind.

But Mu Xing didn't ask at all.

He just looked at Mu Yue and exaggeratedly sighed: "Sister, I think you've lost a little weight."

When Mu Yue heard this, she looked down at herself nervously.

Mu Xing sighed again: "It looks a little haggard, as if the skin is not as smooth as before."

Mu Yue was even more nervous now, Ami, who was on the side, took out a small mirror from her stomach and handed it to Mu Yue.

And when Mu Yue looked up and down, she praised in a serious tone: "Actually, there has not been a big change, the little master Mu Yue is still so beautiful."

Mu Yue, who was a little nervous at first, was amused all of a sudden, she stretched out her arms and hugged Ami, resting her head on Ami's round belly, which became soft because the little master leaned over, and muttered a little wrongly: "Ah, Ami, it's hard to make money."

Ami reached out and touched her head, played a piece of pure music, and poured her a bowl of chicken soup: "Everything is difficult at the beginning, everything will get better!"

Mu Yue hugged it and said nothing.

Ami waited for a while and said to Mu Xing: "Little Master Mu Yue is asleep."

Its arms became longer, picked up Mu Yue, and sent it to the room.

When Hang Jin was pushed into the yard, he heard Mu Xing and Ami haggling: "...I secretly, don't you tell your parents, will they be okay?"

Ami: "No!"

Mu Xing: "Don't I have your highest authority?"

Ami replied softly: "Yes, but any behavior that is not good for the little master's health, Ami must not agree."

Mu Xing: "…"

Suffocated.

He is indeed not in good health now. In a place like Chiyuexing, it is absolutely impossible to go out to find a job, regardless of his health or age.

But on Xingwang, as long as he is willing, he can find many ways to make money.

Unfortunately Ami doesn't allow it.

In Ami's perception, letting a thirteen-year-old young master find a job and earn money on the star network is against its intelligent system settings.

Can't help but mutter: "What's the use of being tall, you are blooming."

Hang Jin approached, Mu Xing glanced at him, not interested in speaking.

He said slowly: "It's foolish to put your hope on such an unrealistic thing."

Mu Xing: "…"

He couldn't help but wonder how his sister could fall in love with this person.

Although she looks very good-looking, this mouth really can't speak.

Hang Jin asked him again: "you are so old, haven't you gone to school?"

Mu Xing replied lazily: "Because of my health, I used to be a tutor. You know what's going on now."

Mu Rin only hoped that their family would all die in Chiyuexing, how could he still hire a teacher for them?

Hang Jin frowned: "after I go back, I can mention it to the head of the Mu family."

Mu Xing glanced at him strangely: "Thank you."

Hang Jin nodded and sat in the yard to bask in the sun.

Until lunch, Mu Yue woke up.

Ami brought her three rice attendants to cook, and after asking the three of them for their opinions, lunch was placed directly on the small table in the yard.

In addition to the usual dishes, there is an extra soup.

The taste is not very good.

Mu Xing took a look.

Ami said: "It's the Xingxing herbal soup, the master ordered it to be boiled for the guests."

Hang Jin was taken aback.

Star grass is a kind of herb that grows in the crevices of meteorites. It is very nourishing and the price is not cheap.

Ami imitated Mu Rongrong's voice: "Mingyu, auntie doesn't have the money to buy medicine for you right now, so I can only cook you some soup to nourish your body."

But Xingxingcao is not cheap, aren't they all still working outside to earn living expenses?

Hang Jin's observation is so keen, even if Mu Rongrong and the others are smiling every time they come back, the tiredness in their eyes can't be concealed.

The work is so tiring, and I still remember to buy supplements for this "son of friendship" that I don't know at all.

No wonder Mu Rongrong occupies the position of the first-in-line heir, and is pushed out by his younger brother so that he can't even stay as the main star.

Too stupid. Hang Jin thought expressionlessly.

He glanced at the two siblings sitting opposite. Seeing that they were only surprised for a moment, they didn't care and started to eat happily.

I didn't care that my mother just spent a "large sum" of money to buy medicines for strangers, which made the already poor family even worse.

The family is not very smart.

Hang Jin picked up the bowl and drank the bowl of Xingxing herbal soup with a strange taste. He couldn't help but think: such a stupid family, why don't you think of a way to help.

Otherwise, they may not know who the black hand is if they are sold.

Mu Xing routinely takes a nap in the afternoon. His body is weak and he is always prone to sleepiness.

Mu Yue slept enough in the morning, and is in good spirits now.

She glanced at Hang Jin quietly, and saw that the man was sitting there with his eyes closed, his face was pale because of the injury, and his eyebrows and eyes were deep and handsome, and he was very handsome.

The background is the flourishing rose vines.

She suddenly felt a little itchy, took out the drawing tools, but with a few strokes, she drew a clear outline.

"What are you doing?" Mu Yue, who was immersed in her own world, shook her hand, and the brush immediately left a dazzling trace on the paper.

As soon as she looked up, she saw the man named Lu Mingyu looking at her lightly.

Mu Yue was very flustered.

Probably out of salted fish's instinct, she felt fear from the first sight of this man.

Maybe it's because this person doesn't like to laugh very much, and always looks very serious and cold.

I feel much stricter than the old man who taught her to draw.

As soon as Mu Yue saw him, it was as if a poor student who didn't do his homework met the head teacher.

She stuttered and said, "I, I paint."

smiling.

It's him.

Not him.

Seeing him see the painting, Mu Yue only felt a rush of heat from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

It's not shy, it's embarrassing.

But she was still calm and explained: "I saw you asleep... It's very beautiful, but I couldn't help itchy hands."

Hang Jin looked at the painting and felt very rare: "I look like this in your eyes?"

Mu Yue shook her head honestly: "I just think so, it might look better."

It is a pity that such a beautiful face does not smile much.

Hang Jin looked at the painting for a long time and said, "You are very talented in painting."

Mu Menstruation was not allowed to brag, and when she heard the words, she suddenly laughed: "Yeah, I think so too."

"Unfortunately, I used to be ignorant, and it was too tiring to learn from the teacher." She was a little frustrated, "Otherwise, it would not be too high or too low, and I would not be able to sell paintings at a price."

She is like a father, with brilliant blonde hair and a drooping head, like a poor little golden retriever.

Hang Jin took the paintbrush from her hand.

Mu Yue: ?

She stared blankly at the cold and solemn man as he drew a few lines on the part he had drawn. A blooming rose was hanging down the cheek of the smiling man with his eyes closed.

Mu Xing came out of the room with a yawn and glanced at the yard.

?

!

He woke up from a drowsiness.

I haven't seen each other for two hours. How come his sister and that man are so familiar?

In the yard, Mu Yue has moved her drawing board chairs to Hang Jin's wheelchair very diligently, and she is also very dog-legged to call Xiaomi...

Bring the tea to the boss!

Dinner!

Although they didn't talk much, the atmosphere was peaceful and familiar to the naked eye.

It's not like this when you eat.

Mu Xing rubbed his eyes, very vigilant in his heart.

He stretched his voice and shouted: "Sister!"

Mu Yue looked up and saw him, with a happy smile on her face, and waved at him: "Xingxing is awake? Come and see the painting my sister just painted."

When Mu Xing walked over, she said in a very amazed tone: "Mr. Lu is really amazing, I saw him before and thought he was a very cold soldier, but I didn't expect it to be so I can draw, and my brush strokes are so gentle."

Hang Jin lowered his eyes and put down the pen: "I learned a few years ago."

Mu Yue felt that she was stabbed in the heart by the boss.

Mu Xing took a critical look at the painting and admitted that it was indeed a good painting.

Looking at Mu Yue's painting again, it was a man sitting under a rose.

Mu Xing saw at a glance that the man was Lu Mingyu.

He became even more vigilant.

How thick does this filter have to be to draw this man so gentle?

He turned his head and glanced at Hang Jin. Hang Jin just thinks that this look is not very friendly.

He wondered, where did he offend the little fox?

The little fox turned his head and faced his sister, softly acting like a spoiled child: "Sister, you didn't paint for me, you are not allowed to paint for others!"

Mu Yue asked stupidly: "You didn't say a few days ago that I painted you too much, so let me paint something else?"

Mu Xing: "…"

"I don't care!" He was unreasonable, "You draw me, you are not allowed to draw others!"

Although Mu Yue felt a little inexplicable, her coquettish younger brother was too cute.

She hugged the person in her arms, rubbed and rubbed, and said cheerfully: "Okay, okay, what the stars say is what, my sister only draws you, okay."

Ami is here.

Its red eyes twinkle, which is usually used to express excitement.

"Little master, little master." Its tone was also adjusted to a cheerful mode, "Go and see the roses!"