The Magnate’s Six-year-Old Niece

   Chapter 611 Master, I won't let you down

   "Uh, Nian Nian, don't worry about taking care of the family. Didn't the police find no record of Lu Nanqing's departure? Maybe she didn't leave, just went out to relax."

   Mrs. Si returned and sat on the other side of Mr. Si. This time, he was completely isolated from Si Niannian.

   "She has been coddled by your grandpa Lu since she was a child, and she has never experienced any setbacks. Now her husband's family suddenly went bankrupt, and her parents' family has long since severed the relationship. It's understandable that she can't stand it for a while."

   Mr. Si was puzzled, "Hey? Madam, you don't like Lu Nanqing the most, why do you seem to speak for her now?"

"I don't like her, it's my business, but I can't doubt a mother's love for her child because of this. That's the flesh that fell from Lu Nanqing's body, breaking the bones and connecting the tendons, you men, do not know."

Madam Si turned to look at Si Niannian, "I heard that before Lu Nanqing disappeared, she knelt at the entrance of Lu's house for a long time. If this was in the past, she would not have done such a thing with a gun around her neck. It's also for the sake of her children. She has to find a shelter for the children when the family falls. As long as the identity of the grandson of the Lu family can be restored, the children will not have to worry about it in this life. Nian Nian, every mother in this world is They love their children, but they love their children differently."

   On this day, Si Niannian slept very late, lying in bed thinking about what happened today.

   In his ears, Mrs. Si's words kept circling.

   She took out the diary under the pillow and turned to the middle page.

   There is a simplified sketch of a baby on it, with text beside it.

  'You in the dream. ’

   "Mom, did you draw this picture because you dreamed of me? It's so beautiful."

  Si Niannian touched her face. She didn't remember what she looked like when she was a child, but she believed that it must be like what her mother painted.

   A few days later, Chi Zhiyu took an art test.

  Si Niannian came to the store early in the morning to help him prepare.

   "Xiaoyu, have you brought your admission ticket?"

   "Bring it, Master."

   "Bring more water, if you're nervous, drink some to keep your throat moist."

   "Understood, Master."

   "Where's the guitar? Is it tuned?"

   "It was tuned last night, and I cleaned the guitar again and it was clean."

  Ike Zhiyu put the guitar bag on his shoulders, with a smile on his face, "Master, you don't have to worry about your apprentice, I have everything ready, just wait for my good news."

  Bian Churou and other employees stood aside and snickered.

   "Churou, what are you laughing at?" Si Niannian asked.

Bian Churou smiled again, "Miss I laugh, you seem to be more nervous than Chi Zhiyu himself. Before Jin Tang dealt with our store so much, and when the store encountered other troubles, I never saw you show such a serious expression. Come."

   The other employees also nodded.

   Zhao Bin also echoed, "Yes, Miss, you were not as nervous as you are now when you took the high school entrance examination."

  Si Niannian ignored their teasing and insisted on checking Chi Zhiyu's things again before handing them over to him and letting him put them in the space.

   "I'm just such an apprentice, and the art exam is a turning point in Xiaoyu's life. At the most critical moment, of course, being a master should be a little more worrying. This is also human nature."

  Chi Zhiyu was very moved, and while Bu Chen was away, he hugged Si Nian and read.

   "Master, I won't let you down."

   (end of this chapter)