I don't know how old I am: Yushu is a young boy in the courtyard (4)
I don’t know how old I am with my years: Yushu is a young man in the courtyard (4)
Jian Yao took advantage of Louis Yingwidow being busy in the study and Uncle Zhou dozing off, and sneaked out secretly, walking along the road while kicking stones melancholy.
He didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit that he envied such a living atmosphere.
About Aunt Lan.... What should I say?
She doesn’t hate him, she even has a slight fondness in her heart and wants to get close to her. She is different from other people. She deliberately gets close to him because he is the earl’s son, to please him, and she doesn’t treat him like a child who doesn’t understand anything.
, he will ask his thoughts on everything, and will accept and affirm his thoughts.
Most of the depression in his heart was based on his love for Lan Mufei and his desire to get close; such love made him feel as if he had abandoned his mother.
He originally came here secretly, thinking of taking his father home, but now it's good. After staying for only a few days, he actually has no idea at all. He doesn't even want to leave. He wants to stay for a while. I want to know what Aunt Lan said.
What is the "Spring Festival" like and how lively it is?
But I miss my mother very much!
oops!
Why do children have such troubles?
Jian Yao kept his head down and didn't pay attention to the front until he saw a pair of cotton boots in his eyes. He raised his head and saw that there were five more children in front of him.
The tallest one looked to be eleven or twelve years old, with black hair, yellow skin and black eyes, glaring at him with a fierce expression.
"Brother, look at his eyes, which are golden... just like that blue monster!" In this small town, pupils with different colors are considered alien in the eyes of children.
Blue monster?
Jian Yao seemed to know who they were talking about, it should be Louis Jiannian.
The eldest child who was called eldest brother nodded, glared at Jian Yao, and said domineeringly: "You are just as much a monster as the one with blue eyes."
"You are the monster!" Jian Yao couldn't help but roll his eyes. If his eyes are different in color, he is a monster. Then aren't all French people monsters?
"Brother, he scolded you..."
"Hit him..."
Before Jian Yao could react, the children who were already slightly older than him were pushed to the ground. When they were about to get up, they were bullying Jian Yao and wanted to hit Jian Yao when a young but cold voice came from not far away: "
You dare to touch him and try it!"
All the children who were clenching their fists suddenly paused. When they turned around, they saw Sijun wearing white taekwondo pants and a black down jacket. A pair of royal blue eyes looked at them quietly without any fear.
On the contrary, the five children here looked scared, and someone shouted: "It's the blue monster, run quickly..."
Several children dispersed and ran away.
Sitting on the ground, Jian Yao's eyes shifted from the children running away to Sijun, a little impressed, why could he make those people afraid of him!
So awesome!
Sijun glanced at him indifferently, passing by him without stopping, as if she hadn't seen him; when she was three steps away from him, she stopped and looked back at him who was still sitting on the ground, "Aren't you going home yet?"
go home?
A dim light flashed in Jian Yao's golden pupils, and he looked down at the ground. His home is in France!
Sijun stood there for a while, then turned around and walked back to him, squatted down with her back to him, patted her shoulder and said, "Come up."
"What?" Jian Yao didn't know what he wanted to do.
"It's not like you broke your foot and can't walk. I'll carry you back."
"You're just..." He broke his foot. Before he could finish his words, Jian Yao rolled his eyes, thought of something, and changed his words: "Okay!"
Get up and lie on top of him, putting all your weight on him. It will take a long time to walk back from here. See if you don't exhaust him to death!
Sijun carried Jian Yao on his back without difficulty and walked towards home.
Jian Yao lay on his back. When he raised his head, he could see the blue sky. His mood suddenly became very good. "They are so afraid of you because you are so powerful?"
Sijun said nothing.
After getting along with each other for the past few days, Jian Yao already knew that he talked little. Except for Aunt Lan, even when facing his father, he could not say a few words a day. If he didn't answer, Jian Yao didn't care.
"You are so powerful. If you fight with me, you won't let me do it, right?"
Sijun paused in his steps and said to Jian Yao on his back: "Don't be so sentimental!"
"I don't understand." Jian Yao can listen and speak Chinese, but he really doesn't understand idioms.
"fool."
"You are stupid, your whole family is stupid." Jian Yao retorted immediately.
Sijun replied calmly: "My whole family includes dad and you."
"..."
Jian Yao's mind turned several times before he understood the meaning of his words. He hugged Sijun's neck tightly with his hands and said in a low voice: "Who is your family?"
His tone was disgusting, but why couldn’t the corners of his mouth keep rising!
The sky is blue, the white clouds are long, and cherry blossom trees are planted on both sides of the road. Although it is winter and the scenery is bleak, the figures of the two little boys fill the cold winter with a sense of warmth.
Sijun was sweating on his forehead and panting slightly. He hadn't heard Jian Yao's voice for a long time and felt some warm liquid flowing into his neck. He stopped.
In an uncertain tone, he asked: "Aren't you crying again?"
Still no one answered, and no one heard him sobbing. He felt the sticky liquid on his skin, and heard inaudible murmurings in his ears. Sijun's face turned dark.
He almost couldn't hold it back and threw Jian Yao off his back.
He can fall asleep in just a short while. Is he a pig?
Sijun's expressionless face was full of disgust, so he really hated this overbearing and arrogant young master!
In the end, Sijun still didn't throw Jian Yao away, so he carried Jian Yao home, who was a few years younger than him.
Many years later, when Sijun was already calm and reserved all his life, Jian Yao also transformed into a handsome and handsome man. When this matter was mentioned accidentally one time, Jian Yao went crazy and refused to admit that such a thing happened.
Especially when it's so embarrassing to fall asleep on Louis' back and drool!
Even if you beat me to death, you won’t admit it!
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Christmas was approaching, and no one in the town celebrated this foreign holiday. Louis Yingqi originally planned to accompany Jian Yao back to France to spend the holiday. Jian and Hang Hang had to go back to France after they had finished dealing with Australia.
Jian and Louis Yingwu were on the phone. He didn't need to send Jian Yao there in person. Hang Hang went directly to pick him up. Moreover, Jian Yao was disturbed by Xixun for half a month. The fact that father and son could get along for so long was better than the short time of Christmas.
of getting along with each other.
When Jian told Jian Yao that Hang Hang would pick him up and that his father would not accompany him to France for Christmas, Jian Yao was for the first time not angry, nor did he show any temper, and calmly agreed.
It's just that at dinner, Jian Yao didn't eat much, and he wasn't as lively as usual, looking depressed.
After the meal, Lan Mufei was washing dishes in the kitchen, and Sijun helped wipe the water off the bowls.
Lan Mufei asked Sijun: "Do you still hate your brother?"
Sijun raised his head and glanced at her without saying a word.
How could Lan Mufei not understand her son's thoughts, "My brother is going back to France, don't be so embarrassed, be nice to him... There will be no little tail following you in the future."
As he spoke, he poked his son's cheek with his water-stained hand.
Sijun pretended to be disgusted: "Mom——"
The smile in Lan Mufei's eyes got even louder. Jian Yao and Sijun were slowly changing these days, slowly accepting each other and getting used to each other's existence. Maybe the two little guys were not used to the sudden separation!
"You can have a little sister with dad and be my little tail." Sijun said this with the look of a little adult.
Lan Mufei frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about?" What do children's families know?
Sijun said calmly: "Dad is afraid that I will be alone, so there are many benefits of having a sister in front of me."
Sijun learned the word Amway from the teacher in the Taekwondo gym.
"..."
Lan Mufei scolded Louis Yingqi fiercely in her heart. She was not ashamed to talk nonsense in front of her children!
He was punished to sleep in the living room at night.
Louis Yingqi, who was chatting with Jian Yao in the living room, had no idea that he had been betrayed by his own son and was about to have the tragic fate of sleeping in the living room for several nights!
Widow Louis Ying, who had slept in the living room one night, could not hold his wife, and the sofa was not comfortable to sleep on. He couldn't help but think of what Luo Ruochen said many years ago: do it more often while you are young, otherwise you will have to hold her when you are too tired and unable to hold her.
Are you willing to let your wife sleep?
Of course not willingly!
At midnight that night, Louis Yingwu reluctantly went back to the bedroom.
It’s all earned if you can do it one more time, it’s not good to waste it, it’s not good!
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Louis Yingwu asked Jian Yao if there was anything he wanted to take back to France, and he asked Zhou Jin to prepare it for him tomorrow.
Jian Yao said: swing.
Louis Indigo said: No.
Uncle Hang Hang can buy a swing directly at his home in France.
Jian Yao said: Little turtle.
Louis the Ingredant refused again.
Both Baozi and Coke stayed in France. The owner of Coke entrusted Coke to him to take care of him. Later, he got along with Jian Yao and had a deep relationship, so he never took Baozi and Coke over. It would be better to stay in France with Jian Yao.
The little turtle here was specially caught by him and Lan Mufei in the fields for Sijun and could not be given to Jian Yao.
Jian Yao really wanted to roll his eyes at his biological father. If this doesn't work and that doesn't work, what else can he take back to France?
He glanced at the kitchen and saw Sijun through the glass door. He pointed with his hand: "Take him back to France!"
Louis Yingqi couldn't help but pull his ears: "That's my son, and he's not something you can just stuff into the suitcase and take back to France!" It's getting more and more outrageous!
Jian Yao curled his lips, stood up and sat on his lap, grabbed his hair, and said, "Dad, I don't want you to go back to France with me. Can you promise me something?"
Louis Yingqi put a big hand on his waist to prevent him from getting carried away and falling to the ground, "Say!"
"Can I come here to play more often in the future?" He couldn't take the man back to France, so he could only run here more often.
Although French Bun and Coke will accompany him and have fun, they can't talk, fight with him, or carry him on their backs!
Louis Ying smiled silently, "Now I admit that he is my brother."
Jian Yao didn't say anything, but in his heart he accepted having such a brother. "Do you agree or not?"
"As long as your mother agrees." Fei'er and Sijun have already accepted Jian Yao. They definitely won't mind Jian Yao coming over to play, but they don't know if Jian Yao is willing!
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On the eve of leaving Xixun, Louis had a Taekwondo class in the afternoon, and the sky slowly dimmed when class ended.
When he walked out, he saw Jian Yao wearing a new yellow down jacket that Lan Mufei bought for him. The hat had two little horns. As he jumped back and forth in boredom, the two little horns were dangling.
Those students who attended classes with Sijun were already accustomed to his sapphire blue pupils, so they were not surprised to see Jian Yao with golden pupils again.
When Jian Yao took off his hat and saw Sijun, he had already walked in front of him, his voice always cold: "What are you doing here?"
"Waiting for you to come home!" The wind was strong, and his cheeks were as red as apples.
Sijun didn't say anything. She stretched out her hand to help him put his hat back on, and then wrapped the scarf he had not yet put on around his neck, covering most of his face, revealing a pair of dust-free pupils.
"Let's go." As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left.
After taking two steps, he found that Jian Yao hadn't followed him. He looked back at him, wondering what was wrong.
Jian Yao said nothing, lowered his head, but stretched out his white and tender little hands in front of him.
Sijun's indifferent eyes fell on his palm, and he didn't move or speak for a long time.
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