I don’t know how old I am with my years: A young man with a beautiful tree in the courtyard (3)

"You can't beat me." Sijun's tone of arrogance was exactly the same as that of Louis Yingwu when he was young.

Jian Yao felt that he was looking down on him and was annoyed, "Don't look down on others... My master is Uncle Yu Yang, he is very powerful..."

"You are not Uncle Yu." Sijun said calmly.

"Ahhhhh..." Jian Yao was so stimulated by his words that he didn't know how to respond. He rushed towards him frantically and started to fight.

No matter if he wins, win first and then talk about it!

Below the venue is a mud field. Because in winter, there is still water in the mud field. The two people struggled with each other and fell directly into the mud field.

When they were found, they took out two clay dolls whose appearance was completely unknown. They could only tell who was Sijun and who was Jian Yao based on their height.

Louis Yingwu and Lan Mufei hurried back home and felt a faint headache when they saw two clay dolls covered in mud and whose appearance was unclear.

The two clay dolls looked at each other, and then shivered in unison - they were so cold.

Lan Mufei asked Sijun to go upstairs and take a bath himself, and prepare clean and warm clothes for them.

Louis Yingwu led Jian Yao upstairs and helped him take a bath. He really wanted to beat this bastard. What on earth happened to make him like this?

And Sijun too.

The two children went upstairs, entered their rooms, and looked at each other, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding.

Jane called Louis Yingqi. Lan Mufei handed the phone to Louis Yingqi, while she rolled up her sleeves and helped Jian Yao take a bath.

Louis Yingwu walked out of the bathroom and closed the door; on the phone, Jane asked him when he would send Jian Yao back to France. If he couldn't spare the time, she could ask Hang Hang to pick her up.

He turned his head and looked through the misty glass door to see Lan Mufei squatting next to the bathtub, her hands covered in bubbles, sucking Jian Yao's hair... After a moment of silence, he said, "Can you let Jian Yao stay a few more days?"

"

Jian Yao is his son, but more importantly, he is Jian Yao's life. He must respect Jian Yao's wishes.

…

In the bathroom, Lan Mufei washed Jian Yao's hair and helped him clean the mud on his neck. His voice was soft: "Did brother bully you?"

"I don't have a brother." Jian Yao, who had been keeping his eyes closed, heard her voice and opened his eyes to look at her.

Lan Mufei wasn't angry either. She asked another way: "Did Sijun bully you?"

Jian Yao's facial features are delicate, and he looks particularly cute when he is angry, as if he is arrogant, "He can't bully me!"

Lan Mufei smiled and wiped his back, "Don't run around if you get angry next time. Dad will be worried about you."

Jian Yao turned to stare at her and groaned: "Don't try to please me. I won't be fooled and I won't admit that you are my mother."

Lan Mufei paused and asked, "You don't have a mother?"

"You don't have a mother." When she mentioned her mother, Jian Yao became even more angry.

"I don't have a mother. My mother was gone when I was very young." Lan Mufei explained to him gently, "Since you have a mother, why should I be your mother? I also have a son..."

For a smart child like Jian Yao, she doesn't need to deliberately please him, nor does she need to treat him like a child. She can slowly explain some truths to him and he will understand.

Jian Yao booed for a while, but still retorted unconvinced: "You married my father, and my classmates said that you, who is called stepmother, would want to be my mother and abuse me!"

"Is this your classmate?"

"..."

Jian Yao was stunned by her question. For a while, she couldn't think of anything to say to refute her.

While giving him a bath, Lan Mufei said patiently: "Your father and I are married, but he is still your father, and his love for you will not be less. He will go there every Christmas, birthday, or your graduation."

Accompany you, you miss him, you can come over to see him, this will not change. You can call me Aunt Lan, or you can call me by my name. You Sijun’s child is enough for me to worry about, and I have no plans to do it again

Raise a son."

"Will you let dad go back to France for Christmas?" Jian Yao stared at Lan Mufei questioningly, suspecting that she was lying.

"Why not?" Lan Mufei knew his little thoughts, "He went to spend Christmas with you and came back to spend the Spring Festival with us."

"What is the Spring Festival?" Jian Yao has never heard of the Spring Festival.

"It's like Christmas, but only Chinese people celebrate the Spring Festival. Friends and relatives gather together, there are a lot of delicious food, and there are fireworks. It's very lively." Lan Mufei explained to him in a simple and easy-to-understand manner.

Jian Yao's eyes instinctively lit up when he heard this, and he almost blurted out "I've thought about it too".

No, I can’t say it. I can’t like this woman. I feel like I’ll be sorry for my mother.

Jian Yao lowered his head and bit his fingers in conflict, shaking his head constantly to get rid of those good feelings and thoughts in his mind.

Lan Mufei took his expression into consideration, and the smile in her eyes deepened.

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Dinner was served in the restaurant. The two children ate well. Lan Mufei was worried that they would catch a cold, so he specially gave them a bowl of cola and ginger soup after the meal.

Jian Yao grew up abroad, so he would not like this pungent ginger soup and would not drink it.

Sijun sat opposite him, holding a bowl and blowing on it, drinking the hot ginger soup one mouthful at a time. The mist blurred his sapphire blue eyes, but could not block the deep light, which seemed to be

Laughing at Jian Yao's childishness!

Jian Yao didn't want to be looked down upon. He groaned and drank from the bowl. It didn't taste good. His brows were furrowed, as if he was competing to finish the drink faster than Sijun.

It burned my tongue.

I'm a little worried about the place to sleep at night. There are guest rooms, but they haven't been cleaned very much, so I'm afraid Jian Yao won't be able to sleep well.

Lan Mufei meant that she would sleep with Sijun and Jian Yao would sleep with Yingzi, but Yingzi refused.

Sijun said: "He sleeps with me."

Jian Yao subconsciously wanted to protest, but as soon as the words came to his lips, Sijun's eyes glanced over, and he seemed to understand something for a moment, pouting, not agreeing, but not objecting either.

Both Lan Mufei and Louis Yingwu felt a little surprised. They didn't expect Jian Yao to agree so quickly. The two looked at each other and smiled!

…

Jian Yao was wearing Sijun's pajamas, which were a little too big. She was lying on the bed. Lan Mufei's quilt cover had been newly changed, and the bed was big enough for the two children to sleep without being crowded.

Before leaving the room, Lan Mufei worriedly told Sijun to take good care of her brother at night and not to freeze.

Sijun nodded and agreed. As soon as Lan Mufei left the room, he immediately turned back to Jian Yao and said, "Don't tell them about our affairs."

Jian Yao also had the same idea, "We haven't decided the winner yet!"

Sijun opened the quilt and didn't lie down immediately. He was used to reading a book for a while before going to bed every night. "Maybe it's because we are still young now, and we can always tell the winner when we grow up."

Jian Yao bit her nails, and her golden pupils flashed a hint of cunning under the elegant light, "We can fight once a year!"

Sijun held the book in his hand, glanced at him with the light in his eyes, and gave a faint "hmm", which was regarded as agreement.

Jian Yao lay down, clenched his little fists tightly, and said confidently: "I will definitely win you!"

Although he didn't know what he could do if he won, he just didn't want to lose to this cold-looking person.

Sijun didn't answer, and read quietly. Occasionally there was the sound of flipping through papers, but it did not affect Jian Yao's sleep.

…

Louis Yingqi hugged the sleepy Lan Mufei and said in a low voice: "You are a little abnormal today..."

"What?" Lan Mufei lay on his chest, having been tossing all day, she was so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyelids. When she heard his voice, she replied lazily with two words.

"You have always been reluctant to punish Sijun, and this time you beat him with your own hands." Louis Yingzi gently stroked her hair with his fingers, "Are you afraid that they will be like me and Fengchen in the future?!"

Lan Mufei's closed eyes suddenly opened, she raised her head to look at him, and smiled helplessly: "I really can't hide anything from you!"

"Don't worry, they won't make the same mistake as Fengchen and I did!" Louis Yingwu said seriously. He would not let the two children hate each other or hurt each other.

Back when Fengchen wanted to take revenge on Madam Hong for what Lan Mufei had done to him, Louis Yingwu never mentioned a single word about Lan Xi's gender in front of Lan Mufei.

It wasn't that he deliberately concealed it, but that he finally understood Lan Mufei's original intention of concealing what Grace had done.

Because the matter has passed, mentioning it again will only increase the grief and will not change anything!

Even if Lan Mufei knew that the mastermind behind Lan Xi's death was not Grace, not Mrs. Hong, but Fengchen, what would happen?

Feng Chen is dead, and Madam Hong is in prison, unconscious. He has killed all the people who have hurt them and betrayed them one by one.

It's enough for him to bear all the pain, all the hatred, and all the retribution. Why drag her into the water and think about the troubles, pain and suffering in the past.

"I hope so." Lan Mufei sighed secretly.

Louis Yingqi lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "Don't worry, I'm here."

"Fei'er, actually Jian Yao is..." Louis Yingzi said hesitantly, but before he finished speaking, Bai Xi's soft catkins covered his lips, indicating that he didn't need to say any more.

Lan Mufei raised her head and stared at him, her eyes were clear and the mountains were bright and the water was calm, "Don't mention the past again! It's not that I don't care about you, it's not that I don't believe in you, but the reality has already existed, and you must learn to accept it! You don't have to either

You feel like you owe me, but in fact the person you owe the most is Jane. She has paid too much for you, but it is me who has never done anything for you."

He had never asked about Feng Chen. She knew that he believed in her, especially after knowing about You Sijun, he must have believed that she would not do anything to hurt him.

She also didn't mention Jian Yao, because no matter what, they were once husband and wife, and everything was taken for granted!

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To be continued...