Wei Tianyu brought his daughter home and was happy to see that Ling Zihan, who had slept for most of the day, was up and his three sons were also in the living room.
Ling Zihan was sitting in a soft chair with a multifunctional stroller next to him. Wei Zhen was playing a modified game of whack-a-mole on the screen in front of him with a serious look on his face. He was holding the edge of the screen with his left hand and an inflatable colorful baby in his right hand.
Hammer, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang the Q version of the little mouse that suddenly appeared from the hole and smashed all the cute mice back, he shook the small hammer in his hand proudly, laughing every time
At this time, Ling Zihan would reach out and pinch his little face to express encouragement. After playing a round, the game would stop for a minute, and then another small animal would come out again. After beating the white mouse, it would become a pink piglet, and then a small thorn.
Naughty, little white rabbit, little flower snake, etc. This game was specially made by the Xiaoyao brothers for their younger brothers. Xiao Wei Zhen likes to play it very much and has never tired of it.
The Xiaoyao brothers were doing their homework on the table by the wall. If they had any questions, they would turn around and ask their father. Ling Zihan would tell them if he understood something. For some difficult technical questions that he was not clear about, he could only wait for his son's father to come back to answer them.
Wei Tianyu held Shuangshuang in his arms and walked in. When he saw this warm scene, he was filled with sweetness. He washed his daughter's face and hands first, then put on a clean dress, and then put Shuangshuang in front of Ling Zihan, "Shuangshuang is here to accompany my father and brother.
Dad and brother are going to study.”
"Yeah." Both of them looked a little languid, climbed onto Ling Zihan's lap and sat down, leaning into his arms.
Ling Zihan hugged his daughter and asked softly: "What's wrong? Are you tired or unhappy?"
"I'm not tired" Shuangshuang's two little hands were playing with the buttons of his shirt, and there was a bit of grievance on his little face.
Ling Zihan had already received calls from Lei Hongfei, Mei Lin, and Zhao Qian, and knew the whole story. He chuckled and said, "Is it to learn how to fight?"
They both nodded without saying a word.
Ling Zihan didn't say anything like "good boys don't fight" or "girls should be polite", but reasoned softly, "You are still young and growing. If you learn to fight right away, you will get hurt."
Muscles and bones will not grow taller in the future.”
Shuangshuang was obviously a little surprised, and raised his big eyes to look at his father, "Really?"
"Yes." Ling Zihan smiled and stroked her head, "Dad can slowly teach you how to box. When you are seven years old, you can decide whether to learn to fight, okay?"
Both of them were overjoyed and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, dad is the best."
Wei Tianyu also thinks Ling Zihan's idea is a good one. Teaching children to box can train the body's flexibility and coordination without having to train hard on physical strength, endurance and instant striking power. In this way, the children will not have to endure too much hardship. Three years later,
, maybe my daughter has forgotten about learning to fight, and has new ideas, and wants to learn other things.
Hearing his daughter's happy voice, Wei Tianyu also raised his head and joked: "Is dad just good? Isn't dad bad?"
Both of them hugged Ling Zihan's neck and said with a smile: "It's okay, daddy."
Brother Xiaoyao was not willing to be left alone, and then asked: "How is brother?"
"Okay" they both smiled sweeter
At this time, little Wei Zhen, who was sitting in the stroller next to him, threw the hammer away and stretched out his hand towards his sister. He made a babbling sound and his little face turned red with anxiety.
Ling Zihan didn't have the strength to take his son out of the stroller, so he put his daughter down with a smile.
Both of them leaned over and kissed their brother hard. Xiao Wei Zhen wrapped his little arms around his sister's neck, opened his mouth without teeth, and bit his sister's face for a long time. Both of them shouted "Oh, oh"
, said cheerfully: "Brother, are you hungry? Don't treat your sister's face like a bun."
There was laughter in the room, but Wei Tianyu noticed a trace of fatigue on Ling Zihan's eyebrows. He stood up and said to his two sons: "You take your younger brothers and sisters to grandpa's place. Your father is tired, let him rest for a while.
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The Xiaoyao brothers were very obedient at critical moments. They agreed immediately, put down the books in their hands, one went to hold his sister's hand, and the other pushed up his brother's stroller. Soon they walked out the door and heard that their father was "tired", and they both changed.
He is very well-behaved and not willful at all. Even little Wei Zhen is very well-behaved and sensible enough to let his brother push him away.
Wei Tianyu picked up Ling Zihan, walked into the bedroom, put him gently on the bed, and asked with concern: "Are you tired? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
In front of him, Ling Zihan never held on, and his voice lost strength when he spoke, "I just feel tired... I don't know how long it will take to return to normal."
"Don't worry," Wei Tianyu quickly comforted him, "Didn't Daddy Tong say that you are just adapting to this evolutionary process now, so you will be fine soon and be better than before."
Ling Zihan smiled weakly and said half-jokingly: "In the eyes of the children, my father is just a sick man. I don't know if it will have a bad impact on their psychology."
"You are thinking too much." Wei Tianyu touched his forehead, took his hand and felt his pulse.
In fact, he had long discovered that Ling Zihan's pulse had become a little strange. On the surface, it was very weak and slow, but deep down, there was a vague and shocking power. Wei Tianyu had a feeling that Ling Zihan's current body was trying to fuse.
And harness this power. If it succeeds, it will probably be the result that Tong Yue said, becoming an exciting legend. If it fails, everything will stop. As an outstanding elite, the godfather of the new generation of national security, he is always uncertain about everything.
Think about victory before defeat. He has never had the extravagant hope of immortality. In this life, his happiest thing is to live and die with Ling Zihan. His greatest hope is to make Ling Zihan healthy and stop suffering. Recently, in his heart
Always full of worries, but carefully hidden, not daring to let Ling Zihan notice
Holding Ling Zihan's slightly cold hand, he smiled and said: "The children have all been to Tong's father's hospital and have seen countless patients. Naturally, they understand that this is a very common thing. If you get sick, the children will only care.
There won’t be any psychological shadow. If you think too much, it will be detrimental to your recovery.”
"Yeah" Ling Zihan smiled, feeling a little better. Lying half-dead every day, watching the children eagerly waiting for him to wake up every day, he felt more and more uncomfortable. Although others couldn't see it, he knew it himself.
So I feel a little down
Wei Tianyu lay down next to him and said in a relaxed tone: "You have to hold on, I am thinking about building a spaceship to take everyone around the universe for a thousand years in the future? So it all depends on you."
Ling Zihan laughed out loud, "Okay, for your ideal, I have to take the lead and live for ten thousand years."
"Yes," Wei Tianyu joked, "Actually, life lies in not moving. You see, the long-lived animals on the earth rarely move. Therefore, there is a saying that a thousand-year-old king and an eighty-thousand-year-old turtle will definitely be able to lie down every day like you do.
Live ten thousand years”
Ling Zihan laughed loudly and his mood improved completely, "Okay, I will listen to you. I will take good care of you and live for thousands of years."
"Is this right?" Wei Tianyu closed his eyes in contentment, thinking endlessly, "When the children grow up, we will play with the grandchildren. When the children and grandchildren are in the house, we can keep playing. How wonderful."
"Yeah" Ling Zihan agreed, "Children are the cutest, but it's not fun when they grow up."
Wei Tianyu hugged him into his arms and smiled happily: "Don't let the children hear what you said, otherwise they will be sad."
Ling Zihan's body is weak. Although the soft chair has been modified by Wei Tianyu and is very comfortable to sit on, he will not be able to support it for a long time. In fact, he often feels tired lying down, but he is not sleepy and is held gently by Wei Tianyu.
He took a deep breath slowly and felt better.
The two lay hugging each other for a while, and Ling Zihan asked softly: "Is the ground still burning?"
Wei Tianyu replied in a low voice, "Well, half of it is burning, and the other half is submerged in water and turned into an ocean."
This means that the earth is still safe, Ling Zihan smiled with relief