The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

Lin Xiaopei, who had left and returned, stood behind the sofa holding several thick old photo albums.

The woman's face, which had always been relaxed and smiling, showed a complicated expression for the first time, and her eyes fell on Tang Jiao with feeling, relief and love.

Xiao Jingchuan should naturally be good.

Tang Jiao smiled sweetly at him, suddenly thought of something, and took out his mobile phone.

"Ah! I haven't sent him this month's heart rate record yet. Your heart rate was as high as 100 last Thursday afternoon. I marked it and asked Dr. Chu to take a look at it."

Lin Xiaopei smiled softly and came over holding the photo album.

"Don't be busy now. Let's take a look at Chuan'er's childhood photos."

"This is from when Xiaochuan was 3 years old. Look at his big eyes. At that time, relatives and neighbors were very rare. They would pinch their faces when they saw him. He would not cry or make trouble, and would be pinched and hugged by others."

Tang Jiao looked at the little doll as beautiful as the doll in the photo album, and then looked up at Xiao Jingchuan, who now had handsome features, and felt so magical.

He whispered to Xiao Jingchuan, who looked helpless, "Good, lovely, lovely."

The young man helplessly covered his face.

"This was taken when he was five years old. At this time, he showed his cold temperament. Look at his small face. Not to mention pinching his face, even his relatives and elders would not touch him."

The photo is a family portrait. Xiao Sheng and Lin Xiao Pei are much younger, and the handsome man and beauty match each other very well. There is also a beautiful long-haired girl standing next to Xiao Xiao Jingchuan.

The girl stretched out her arms to hold her brother, who was only as tall as her waist. He had a small face and a bright smile. He had a cheerful and sunny personality.

"Is this...sister Xiaoqing?"

Tang Jiao asked cautiously.

Lin Xiaopei paused, smiled relievedly and said, "Yes, this is Xiaochuan's sister."

"Sister is so beautiful, her smile is so beautiful, she looks a lot like you."

Lin Xiaopei looked at the 16-year-old girl in front of him and felt in a trance.

Her Qingqing was so big back then, and back then...

They are so similar, even the illnesses are the same...

Lin Xiaopei felt sour and couldn't help turning her face away and wiping the moisture from the corners of her eyes.

Tang Jiao looked at Xiao Jingchuan in a panic, thinking that he had said the wrong thing.

Xiao Jingchuan gave her a comforting look and looked at Lin Xiaopei warmly: "Mom."

"Hey, it's okay."

Lin Xiaopei responded quickly, wiped his face and turned around.

She looked at Tang Jiao with a loving and gentle face, smiled and sighed and said:

"Auntie, I just see that you and Sister Xiaochuan are about the same age, so you fall in love with each other and miss her, haha. That's what happens when you get older."

Tang Jiao had a pair of dark, clean almond eyes. She raised her hand to cover Lin Xiaopei's slightly trembling hand.

"You can look at me and think of Sister Qing. My sister is so beautiful. It's my honor!"

Lin Xiaopei couldn't bear it anymore, her beautiful face was crying and laughing, and her pair of extremely beautiful auspicious eyes also had the mark of time at the end of her eyes.

She patted Tang Jiao's little hand and said, "Good boy, you are such a good boy."

Xiao Jingchuan's eyes were fixed on the two of them, and a sour feeling filled his heart.

There is endless tenderness and love climbing up.

His wild bamboo shoots are indeed a little lucky star, a little angel that brings happiness to people.

Lin Xiaopei took Tang Jiao through photo albums one after another. At the beginning, there were many photos of Xiaoqing and Xiao Jingchuan's life.

He is always a cool guy, like an iceberg, with long hair and a smile that is either bright or cunning.

Tang Jiao heard a lot of little bad things Xiaoqing did deliberately to amuse her younger brother.

For example, he deliberately stuffed frogs caught in the yard into his neat brother's trouser pockets; or in order to trick him into eating super sour plums, he forced himself to eat five first;

Of course, there are many more. When my younger brother was building Lego alone, he deliberately disturbed him by chirping beside him, making people angry, and then conjured up a new Lego specially bought for him like a magic trick...

In Lin Xiaopei's description, Tang Jiao felt as if he had participated in Xiao Jingchuan's childhood.

She looked at Xiao Jingchuan, who was sitting on the sofa boredly, rubbing his head with Pudding with crooked eyebrows.

"How sour were the plums Sister Qing tricked you into eating? You were so angry that you ignored her for five days."

Xiao Jingchuan shook his head and smiled: "I can't remember clearly. It shouldn't be particularly sour."

"I just deliberately made excuses to ignore her. She's so annoying. The more I talk to her, the more trouble she gets."

The young man sounded disgusted, but there was a hint of nostalgia on his face.

Lin Xiaopei said with a longing smile, "Yes, Qingqing's temperament is like mine, and Xiaochuan is like his father, even colder and old-fashioned than his father."

"On the contrary, when I'm facing you, I feel energetic and like a young man."

She said and turned to look at Tang Jiao teasingly: "How did you do it, Jiao Jiao?"

Xiao Jingchuan also turned to look at her, with a smile in his eyes.

Tang Jiao blushed at Lin Xiaopei's sharp turn of the question!

She was so shy that she lowered her head slightly, not daring to look at Xiao Jingchuan. She put her hands on her legs and kept picking her fingers.

"Hmm... um... Xiao Jingchuan is quite good, not cold."

Lin Xiaopei looked at the little girl with the tips of her ears turning red, and then at her son who was in a happy mood and was about to burst into laughter, feeling amused and relieved.

Seeing that Xiao Jingchuan is getting more and more lively now, with a little girl he cares about and likes, as a parent, he is happier than anyone else.

She rarely asked or teased the child any more, but smiled lovingly, shook Tang Jiao's hand, and praised sincerely: "That's because we Jiao Jiao are kind-hearted and generous, otherwise we wouldn't be able to tolerate his temper."

When Tang Jiao heard this, he quickly raised his head and denied: "No, Xiao Jingchuan helped me a lot. He is really very good!"

"He also tutored me on my homework every day and helped me get from the bottom of the class to the third place in the class."

Ouch, if you protect your son like this at such a young age, he won't be eaten to death by the brat in the future.

Lin Xiaopei pinched Tang Jiao's cute little face with her elbows turned outward, and said affectionately:

"Then you must be smart to make such great progress."

"Our wild bamboo shoots are really beautiful, cute, smart, and really good at growing up."

Tang Jiao was praised by Xiao Jingchuan's young and beautiful mother so much that her palms felt warm and she felt happy.

I even feel that I can directly kill the master and reach the first place in the next monthly exam.

Xiao Jingchuan looked at Tang Jiao's excited face in amusement, rarely complaining about Lin Xiaopei's exaggeration.

Xiao Sheng came back at noon and the four of them had dinner together.

Tang Xiaopei was fed continuously by Lin Xiaopei, and the bowl was almost piled up. Finally, Xiao Jingchuan removed some of it, so that his belly did not expand into a big watermelon.

After the meal, Lin Xiaopei was left to eat fresh and sweet fruit. Just before Xiao Jingchuan's cell phone was about to be blown up by Chu Fei, he stopped Lin Xiaopei, who was eager to arrange the next activity.

Tang Jiao hugged a thick stack of new photos and said goodbye contentedly. In Lin Xiaopei's reluctant eyes, he was taken away by Xiao Jingchuan.