Rebirth: My Brother Can Only Be Mine

Lin Huaijin thought about it and tried to say, "Xiaojin will also marry a wife, and she can't be with her brother anymore."

Lin San Sui frowned worriedly.

Lin Huaijin continued to probe: "Does brother still want to get engaged?"

Lin Sansui shook his head and said, "No, no engagement."

Lin Huaijin continued to ask: "Why?"

Lin Sansui frowned crookedly, "It's not good to be engaged. I can also help Xiaojin with work. How about we not be engaged?"

Lin Huaijin shook his head. "I can do this job by myself. Just let me play with you."

Lin San Sui was anxious, thinking that he was going to get engaged to someone else, "It's not good to get engaged, Xiao Jin, why don't you get engaged to your brother?"

Lin Huaijin laughed and tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't stop the corners from rising and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hahaha, brother, you must remember this, this is what you said, and you are not allowed to go back on your word in the future."

Lin San Sui said seriously, "Yeah, I said it's not bad."

"Brother, say it again."

"say what?"

"Say you want Xiao Jin to get engaged to you."

Lin San Sui said very obediently: "I want Xiao Jin to be engaged to me, not to anyone else."

Lin Huaijin smiled happily and said, "Brother, this really touches my heart."

It would be nice if it could be like this after I regained my memory.

Thinking that his brother might distance himself from him after the seal is lifted, he felt bitter again.

Lin Huaijin: "Brother, do you know what to do after getting engaged?"

Lin Sansui spread out his fingers and counted: "I want to marry Xiaojin, and then live with Xiaojin, help Xiaojin with work, eat and sleep with Xiaojin, and have a baby with Xiaojin." He counted with just five fingers.

Lin Huaijin snatched Lin Sansui's open hand and kneaded the five white, slender fingers, pinching the fingertips, kneading the knuckles, bending the fingers, unfolding, curling and kneading, having a lot of fun.

Lin San Sui looked at his toyed fingers and thought with his age, "When will I marry Xiao Jin?"

Lin Huaijin looked up in surprise and saw Lin Sansui saying seriously:

"Look, I've already lived with Xiaojin, helped Xiaojin with work, eaten and slept with Xiaojin. The only things left are to marry Xiaojin and give birth to a baby."

Lin Huaijin twitched his lips and sighed: "Brother, you are still young now. When you grow up, you can marry Xiaojin."

Lin San Sui added: "What about our little baby?"

Even a thick-skinned person like Lin Huaijin couldn't help but blush, and said shyly: "As for having a baby, the two of us can't have a baby, but we can do some of the things we did before..."

Lin San Sui asked in confusion: "Why can't I have a baby? Is it because I haven't grown up yet?"

Lin Huaijin nodded and said, "Yes."

Lin Sansui accepted it, lowered his eyes and said obediently: "Okay."

Lin Huaijin said seriously: "But don't tell anyone else what we said, otherwise we won't be able to get engaged."

Lin San Sui opened his eyes and asked, "What words?"

Lin Huaijin: "From the moment we sat here, you can't tell anyone what happened next, starting from the moment I said, 'Brother, come and sit here.'"

Lin San Sui still responded obediently.

"Brother, why are you so obedient?" Lin Huaijin let go of his slightly red fingers that were being kneaded, turned sideways and rubbed his cheek.

Lin San Sui pursed his lips and smiled, looking even more obedient.

Lin Huaijin let out a roar and pounced forward.

Lin Huaijin turned around and sat on Lin Qing's lap.

"Brother, hug me."

Lin Qing skillfully reached out and put his arm around the waist of the person in front of him.

The two of them were intimate under the tree for a long time. Finally, in the evening, Lin Huaijin reluctantly got up to cook.

After Lin Qing’s golden elixir was gone, he needed to eat normally like an ordinary person.

"Brother, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"I want to eat fried pork with peppers."

"Okay, is there any more?"

"Tofu."

"Okay~" Lin Huaijin walked into the kitchen quickly, and Lin Sansui followed closely.

Lin Huaijin brought a basin of water to wash his and his brother's hands first.

Wash the peppers, cut into sections and set aside. Then slice the meat, chop the garlic, and cut the onions into small sections. After the pan is hot, add oil and stir-fry the garlic until fragrant. Then add the meat slices, stir-fry twice and serve. Add the pepper sections to the pan, stir-fry until slightly soft, put the meat slices back into the pan, add appropriate amount of salt, stir-fry evenly and serve.

The tofu was also ready quickly.

Lin Qing sat obediently in front of the stove and made a fire. Lin Huaijin remembered that when he first entered the Qingling Secret Realm a few years ago, he was the one who made fire for his brother, and now his brother was making fire for him.

Since there was no hunting in the mountains these days, Lin Huaijin spent a day repairing the doors and windows, and another day re-covering the roof with thatch to make it a thicker layer.

At night, Lin Huaijin took his brother to the roof to watch the stars.

The summer nights are not cold, and there is even some residual heat when lying on the roof. If my brother still has some skills, he could melt some ice to cool us down.

Lin Huaijin stretched out his hand and pressed on his brother's dantian, trying to probe into the strands of spiritual energy to check his brother's physical condition.

Lin Qing was lying on the thatched roof, looking up at the starry sky, with one hand under his head and the other hand held by Lin Huaijin.

After Lin Huaijin finished the investigation, he also lay down and picked up the hand he had just held. It was white and slender under the faint moonlight. Lin Huaijin swallowed and bit his knuckles with his teeth.

"Xiao Jin, why did you bite my hand?" Lin Qing turned his head and looked over with a puzzled look.

"Brother, I'm a little hungry." Lin Huaijin nibbled gently with his teeth.

"Xiao Jin, this is not chicken feet. It's not delicious." Lin San Sui frowned.

Lin Huaijin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's not chicken feet, but it tastes good."

"Let's go downstairs and cook some noodles." Lin Qing made a move to get up, but Lin Huaijin held his shoulders and made him lie down again.

"Brother, I'm not hungry anymore. Let's look at the stars."

It should have been a quiet night, but there was a loud noise coming from the yard next door.

Oil lamps are expensive in the countryside, so people usually go to bed early at night.

In the darkness, I heard someone cursing next door.

"You stupid girl, why did you do that when I asked you to wash my clothes? And you tore them!"

"It broke when I washed it!"

"You're talking nonsense. I'm fine."

"I didn't wash it to pieces, it was torn to begin with."

"You're still trying to quibble, right? I'll let you quibble, I'll let you quibble." The sound of slapping flesh and the whimpering of a little girl were accompanied by the sound.

"It was broken originally, I didn't lie." The girl retorted while crying.

"You still don't admit it! How old is your brother? Can he lie? He said it was fine when he took it off, so it was fine. You just washed it and broke it."

Every word you say is like a slap in the face, and the sound is so hot to hear.

"I didn't break it by washing it. He broke it himself. He can't blame me." But the girl was very stubborn and refused to admit it.

"Sister, just admit it. You won't be beaten if you admit it." A boy's voice came from the darkness.

"Why should I admit it if I didn't do it? I won't admit it. Beat me to death if you dare!"

The little girl was as stubborn as a cow. She cried loudly in pain but refused to give in.

"You still say that! You still say that! I'm going to beat you to death today!" The woman's voice became louder and louder, and she was very angry.

"Mom, please stop hitting me. I was the one who broke it. I was afraid of getting beaten, so I said it wasn't broken." The boy's voice sounded again.

"Don't beg for mercy for her today. I'll beat this girl who talks back to death. Let's see if she dares to argue with me again."

"Mom, I really broke it, please stop hitting me." The boy's voice continued.

"Sister, please give in. Beg me to stop beating you, and I will stop beating you."

"Don't pretend to be kind. If she has the guts, she can beat me to death today and tell her that I didn't wash the broken bones!"

The girl's voice was no longer as loud as it was at the beginning, and it was very weak.