Years are far away and old age is unknown: Yushu is a young boy in the courtyard (3)
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.
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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!
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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.
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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!
Are you sad and sad?
There will definitely be, but on that part of the road, she chose for him to walk separately. She guarded Sijun, while he was burdened with loneliness, sacrificing everything and carrying hatred, cutting thorns and thorns along the way, every step of the way was difficult.
At that time, the person who stayed with him, helped him, accompanied him, and devoted herself selflessly to him was Jane, not herself.
Many times, she thought of Jane and felt grateful.
He is grateful to Jane for accompanying him for such a period of time, and for letting him go free after the dust settled. If it hadn't been for Jane's deep love for Ying Zi, how would they have reunited today, forgetting their past, and staying together for the rest of their lives.
Ask yourself, in a different place, she may not be able to be as decisive and free as Jane.
Looking back at the past, no matter how many separations we experienced, no matter how much pain and suffering we endured, it was really insignificant compared to the warmth of holding hands and growing old together now.
The twists and turns, regrets and sadness in the past are just to make them know how to cherish it more, and understand that life is never the best of both worlds. If you know how to choose and let go, happiness will be so precious!
Louis Yingwu tightened his arms around her, feeling heartbroken, "Loving me is the best thing you have ever done for me!"
Without her love, how could he experience the beauty and pain of love? How could he live such a wonderful and spectacular life? When he was young, he fought with soldiers and horses. After the dust settled, he took off his armor and retired to the mountains and forests with her.
Because of her, his life will be complete and perfect.
"In this life, you are the woman I love most; and Jane... is the woman I am most sorry for!"
Even if they don't meet again, there is no possibility for him and Jane. They can only choose to be sorry and owe money.
Because his heart had already been given to that 17-year-old lonely and stubborn girl with a stubborn look who never took him seriously.
Lan Mufei hugged him tightly and said in a low voice: "Jane is a good woman. She will definitely meet a man who loves her wholeheartedly."
"Perhaps we have met."
"Huh?" Lan Mufei raised her head and looked at him with puzzled eyes, wondering if there was something he hadn't told her.
Louis Yingqi didn't explain, lowered his head and kissed her lips gently, and his hot fingertips penetrated under her nightgown.
Lan Mufei was breathless from his kiss. She pressed his hand to prevent him from moving. She gasped softly: "I'm tired... don't."
"I want..." His hot breath sprayed against her ears, his voice was hoarse, and his hot eyes wanted to swallow her into his stomach immediately.
"Don't... you are so old that you have to overcome... um..."
Before Lan Mufei could finish her words, he sealed the mouth with his lips, turned over and pressed her down, and removed each other's pajamas with three movements. The giant dragon angrily pressed against her who was already in a state of confusion and infatuation, "
Who is said to be old, who is old..."
She was ten years younger than him, so he was a little concerned in his heart. After they met, he became more and more concerned about her mentioning the word "old", fearing that she would despise him at his age and would not be there in another two years.
She knew how he was doing and whether something might happen that would harm her.
In the past, he was not afraid of death. He drank, smoked and stayed up late to squander his young capital. But now he pays more attention to his diet and health than anyone else. He has quit smoking and basically does not drink alcohol. He insists on exercising every day, just because he is afraid that he will lose weight again in a few years.
They were orphans and widowed, so he died without peace of mind.
To put it bluntly, he is now more afraid of death than anyone else, and he is more afraid of death in front of her.
Thinking about how unhappy he had been for most of his life, Lan Mufei felt distressed. She hugged him softly and kissed him proactively, "You are not old, not at all. In my heart, you will always be twenty years old!"
"So when you are young, you should be bold..." A wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"..."
Lan Mufei's intestines turned green with regret. She should have said nothing. She gave him three points of color and immediately opened the dyeing workshop, which made her unable to sleep for half the night.
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When Lan Mufei fell asleep, Louis Yingwu had wiped her whole body with a hot towel, put on her pajamas, and covered her with a quilt.
Worrying about the two children, he tiptoed to Sijun's room.
The headlights were turned off, and a dim sleeping light was left on the bedside. Jian Yao was half asleep and half awake. In a daze, he saw Sijun sleeping next to the bed, only half covered with a quilt.
He got up and sat down, maybe out of recognition, and rubbed his eyes. After looking at Sijun for a long time, he seemed to be sleeping soundly. The heating in the room was very sufficient, but it would be cold without a quilt.
If he gets sick, whoever fights with him in the future will be disgraced if he wins.
After hesitating for a while, Jian Yao moved closer to Sijun, holding the quilt with her little hands, and gently moved it towards him.
This scene happened to be seen by Louis Yingqi who opened the door silently...
Jian Yao vaguely saw something dark at the door. He huddled up in bed, closed his eyes tightly, and muttered in a low voice, as if he was murmuring in his sleep: "Why are you pulling my quilt so hard? It's disgusting..."
Louis Yingzi closed the door silently, stood with his back to the door, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth involuntarily.
At this moment, it seems that Lan Mufei's worry that the two brothers will make the same mistake again in the future is unfounded.
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Jian talked to Jian Yao on the phone, meaning to ask him to return to China. Although Yingzi and Fei Fei didn't mind Jian Yao staying in Xixun for a few more days, she privately didn't want Jian Yao to be caught in their family of three, and she was afraid Jian Yao's arrogant temper will cause trouble for them.
Even though they didn't say anything, the flesh that fell off her body was spoiled by her parents, and she knew that Jian Yao must have been making a lot of noise.
Jian Yao lingered on the phone, saying that he missed his mother, but didn't want to go back to France immediately; he hadn't finished fighting with Sijun yet, and he hadn't brought his father back yet, so returning to France would mean he hadn't come!
Jane did not force the child, but kept telling him not to cause trouble, and would ask Hang Hang to pick him up in two days!
After cutting off the phone, he looked up to see Hang Hang's warm expression. He handed the document to Jane and said in a gentle voice, "Are you too nervous? The count won't mind."
"Just because I know they won't mind, I can't let Jian Yao stay in Xixi for a long time!" I also hope that Jian Yao can be with his father, but he shouldn't disturb other people's lives.
Hang Hang was silent for a moment and said, "Then I will go pick up the child tomorrow!"
Jane nodded: "Say hello to them for me."
The private matter ended here, and the two of them got back to work again.
Hang Hang had already booked a flight to pick up Jian Yao in Xixun, but when he was about to board the plane, he received a call from the company. Something happened in Australia, and Jian Jian rushed over to deal with it immediately. Hang Hang was worried that she would go there alone with her assistant. The flight was immediately changed and Yu Yang was called again.
I called the count and told him the details. It would take a few more days to pick up Jian Yao, which was what Jian Yao wanted!
Jian Yao's life in Xixun can't be said to be good or bad. He can see his father every day, and he doesn't have much conflict with Sijun, because Sijun's life is very simple. He spends most of his time reading, every three days. I go to the Taekwondo gym in town once every day, and occasionally pick up Lan Mufei from get off work.
Jian Yao didn't say anything unpleasant to Lan Mufei anymore. He listened to Lan Mufei's words, but didn't respond. He ate what was given. He would not smile back at her kind smile, but Lan Mufei washed it.
When it was time to take out the bowl, he would obediently follow Sijun and take out the trash.
Every night when he and Sijun sleep together, the distance is not as wide as the first night. Sometimes when he wakes up, he finds that the two of them are very close to each other. Only then does he realize that Sijun's eyelashes are very dark and curled, and they are very beautiful; he can't help but
Wanting to be naughty, I reached out and pulled out Sijun's eyelashes.
Sijun was woken up by him, but he didn't scold him. He just frowned, turned over and continued to sleep.
Every extra day he stays in Xixun will make Jian Yao more unhappy. After all, he is young and he has never been so far away from his mother and misses her so much.
Especially when I see my father and her together here, I gradually feel that there is something different when my father and mother are together.
Although Dad will also smile at Mom, and Mom will also smile at Dad, that kind of smile is different from the smile Dad smiles at Aunt Lan. Many times, Dad doesn't say anything, and Aunt Lan knows what Dad needs, which is better than changing.
Magic is amazing!
They did not deliberately alienate him, but instead cared more about him in everything. They gave everything to themselves first and then to Sijun, but he still felt that he was here... a redundant existence.
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Young Master: I almost updated it to "Love Is Like Melt, President, You Have to Be Good".