Raising a Family [Rebirth]

Wen Rui took Jiang Yueting's hand and sighed: "Don't hurt yourself like this in the future."

"It doesn't hurt." Jiang Yueting curled up his fingers and held his hand behind his back.

Wen Rui opened his mouth, wanting to say "I'm in pain", but he swallowed the words back and forth in his mouth.

There were bits and pieces of light in Jiang Yueting's eyes, and he asked uncertainly: "Can you really turn around?"

Wen Rui smiled: "Yes." As long as Jiang Yueting wanted, he would try his best to give it.

Jiang Yueting's erratic heart seemed to have found a fulcrum. He lowered his head and looked at Wen Rui's hand. The young man's hand was fair and slender, and looked very good-looking. Cocoon.

The soft touch made Wen Rui laugh, and he shrank his hands back, "Don't touch it, it's itchy."

Jiang Yueting didn't speak, he turned over Wen Rui's hand, facing himself with his palm, and said softly, "So there wasn't one."

Wen Rui smiled and withdrew his hand, "The medicine hasn't been finished yet." He dipped a cotton swab in the medicine again, leaned close to Jiang Yueting's face and applied the medicine to him. Jiang Yueting's skin was very fair, and the scars were very serious.

But Jiang Yueting remained expressionless, as if he wasn't the one who was hurt.

Wen Rui sighed: "Can't you feel the pain?"

"Tolerable."

Wen Rui slightly increased the strength in his hands, "What about this?"

Jiang Yueting looked at him without speaking, and the answer was self-evident.

Wen Rui wanted to work hard but was reluctant to do so, so he had to give up.

He muttered: "I should let you hurt once, to see if you dare to fight with others in the future. How can you fight with Huo Qian? His uncle said that he used to fight fiercely."

Jiang Yueting's tone was blunt, and he said coldly, "He's not much better either."

"You're quite honorable?" Wen Rui's face was full of helplessness, "Go to someone's house as a guest, beat someone's grandson, and even smashed someone's mirror, what do you think?"

Jiang Yueting pursed her lips tightly: "I apologize."

"Did Grandma get scared?"

Jiang Yueting was silent.

Wen Rui let out a sigh of relief: "Grandma is getting old, you have to worry about her."

"Ah."

The two were chatting one after another, and after giving Jiang Yueting the medicine, Wen Rui asked, "Is there any injury?"

"Gone."

"Take off the clothes and let me see." Wen Rui didn't believe him.

Jiang Yueting hesitated for a while and lifted his clothes, "It may be a little behind."

Wen Rui turned around behind him, and Jiang Yueting's back and waist were green a lot, maybe it's a bit? !

Wen Rui was angry and distressed: "What's the matter? Did you touch it?"

Jiang Yueting didn't say a word, and Huo Qian didn't have the strength to beat him, and knocked him to the edge of the table, hitting his waist against the edge of the table, almost breaking his waist.

"Sign up for a Sanda class during the summer vacation."

Jiang Yueting's expression softened after hearing his angry words, "Aren't you afraid that I will fight with someone?"

"Since fighting is unavoidable, it cannot be bullied."

Jiang Yueting looked back at him, who was frowning, looking annoyed.

Wen Rui rubbed the medicinal wine for him, and after a while he suddenly said: "Don't take the initiative to fight after you learn it, don't fight if you can speak well."

Jiang Yueting: "..."

After wiping Jiang Yueting with the medicinal wine, Wen Rui went to the bathroom to wash his hands, "What are we going to eat later? I didn't buy any vegetables."

"There are quick-frozen dumplings in the refrigerator, but there are not many."

"Then let's make some egg custard." Wen Rui wiped his hands, "Let me tell you first."

Wen Rui called Huo's mother and made up for it. As for the mirror that Jiang Yueting smashed, he definitely didn't want to pay for the mirror, so he had to say that he would treat them to a meal in two days.

The old lady said angrily that Huo Qiming should take care of Huo Qian.

Wen Rui was afraid that Huo Qiming would be serious, so he hurriedly said: "It's better to say goodbye, and it will be you who will be most distressed by then."

The two chatted for a few more words before hanging up the phone.

Jiang Yueting was beating eggs in the kitchen. He added some water to the bowl before starting to stir.

Wen Rui took out the quick-frozen dumplings from the refrigerator: "Let me come, do your hands hurt? The senior high school entrance examination will be in a few days. I'm afraid your writing will be affected."

"It's okay." Jiang Yueting finished stirring the egg, dripped two drops of oil on it, and put some salt.

The two are busy with their own affairs, and they almost cook together.

The two ate around the table, Pang Pang saw that they wanted to eat as well, but he didn't circle around Jiang Yueting, as it disliked the smell of medicine and alcohol on Jiang Yueting's body.

Wen Rui put a dumpling into its mouth, and said with a smile, "Aren't you clinging to brother?"

Jiang Yueting: "...don't feed it, you can't even eat enough, feed it dog food later."

Pangpang seemed to understand what he said, and yelled twice in dissatisfaction, and then stickyly moved to Wen Rui's side to beg for food.

Jiang Yueting: "..."

Wen Rui: "You despise brother, he won't take you out to play in the future."

Fatty heard the words and wanted to go to Jiang Yueting's side again, but he smelled the smell of medicine and wine on his body before taking two steps, turned his head and left.

Wen Rui laughed, this was the first time Pangpang disliked Jiang Yueting so much.

Both of them were half full, especially Jiang Yueting, who was still developing, could usually eat two big bowls of rice, but today's amount was really not enough to fill his stomach.

"Cook some more?"

"Forget it, brush your teeth and take a lunch break." Jiang Yueting has the habit of taking a lunch break, and usually takes a nap after eating.

Wen Rui couldn't fall asleep, so he leaned on the pillow and touched his belly: "Will I gain weight if I sleep after eating?"

Jiang Yueting was lying on his side beside him. Hearing this, he opened his eyes and saw Wen Rui's flat belly. He stretched out his hand and pinched it, "There's no meat, it's time to grow it."

Wen Rui asked, "What about yours? I eat so much every day, but fortunately, it didn't grow horizontally."

Jiang Yueting lifted up her clothes, exposing her beautiful belly to Wen Rui.

Wen Rui reached out and touched it, and it was a little hard. He was a little surprised: "Are you training your abdominal muscles?"

Jiang Yueting hummed softly, reached out to hold Wen Rui's hand, and played with it casually.

"Don't practice." Wen Rui was afraid that he would damage his muscles. "It's still developing. It's not too late to practice in the future. It's too early to practice after the age of 16. But you, Uncle Huo, said that you look too mature. It looks like sixteen."

Jiang Yueting paused, rolled his eyes, and said calmly, "He looks like 35."

Wen Rui: "... Is there any? But I think he is quite young. If I reach his age, I will definitely look older than him. "

Jiang Yueting moved to his side, reached out to wrap his arms around his waist, and tapped his right hand: "No, you look like eighteen."

Wen Rui laughed immediately, and he stretched out his hand to squeeze Jiang Yueting's cheek: "Have you been with the old lady for a long time? Are you so good at talking?"

Jiang Yueting patted his hand away, and said expressionlessly: "The truth. You haven't changed, the same as when I first met you. You were eighteen then." He closed his eyes and continued to rest.

"When you first met me?" Wen Rui repeated this sentence. He looked at Jiang Yueting with the tranquility and satisfaction that traveled through time and space in his eyes. The first time they met should have been in their previous life.

A vague shadow flashed in Wen Rui's mind, that person's appearance gradually overlapped with the current Jiang Yueting, he opened his mouth, and asked after a long time: "Yueting, what would have happened if you hadn't met me?"

Jiang Yueting suddenly tightened the hand holding him, and said coldly: "There is no if."

Wen Rui thought of him and was a little lost in thought.

Jiang Yueting's eyes were deep. If he hadn't met Wen Rui, the beginning of the story might not have changed. He would still take advantage of Jiang Hao's drunkenness to kill Jiang Hao, and then wander around with thorns in his body. Even without Wen Rui, he would not be with his aunt , his existence will only cause trouble for his aunt, he doesn't want others to get into endless quarrels because of him...

He will go from one darkness to another.

Fortunately, he met Wen Rui, didn't he?He met the person who wiped off his spikes, and the person who wiped his wounds, so he would not let go, even if he broke his hands, he would not let Wen Rui go.

Wen Rui curled his lower lip helplessly, it was useless to think too much, he couldn't take care of Jiang Yueting in his previous life, but in this life, he will love this child with all he has.

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When Huo Qiming returned home, his face was very ugly. Huo's mother was sitting on the sofa watching TV. Seeing his appearance, she guessed something in her heart. She asked, "How is he?"

Huo Qiming threw the key on the table irritably, "What can I do? It's the same."

A look of disappointment flashed across Huo's mother's eyes, and it was fleeting. She snorted coldly: "Why are you still angry when you know he is still the same? Why are you angry with a cripple?"

Huo Qiming raised his eyes to look at her when he heard the words, he smiled wryly: "Aren't you even more angry when you say that?"

Huo's mother was a little distracted for a while, and the originally good program became extremely noisy at the moment, so she simply turned off the TV.

Seeing that she was sullen again, Huo Qiming had no choice but to change the subject. He asked, "Wen Rui and the others? Haven't come yet?"

It's okay not to mention this, but Mrs. Huo was even angrier when she mentioned it. She pouted towards Huo Qian's bedroom: "Ask him yourself."

Hearing this, Huo Qiming went to Huo Qian's bedroom in confusion. Huo Qian lay motionless on the bed, and didn't look back when he heard the door open.

Huo Qiming walked over and kicked his ass: "Boy, what's wrong?"

Seeing that he could still talk to himself calmly, Huo Qian knew that his grandma didn't tell him the matter.

He sat up, hung his head, and said lazily, "Didn't I guess Jiang Yueting was gay? I found a calcium tablet to test his sexual orientation..."

Before he finished speaking, Huo Qiming's face was already dark, and he showed a sinister smile, "So? You showed him today?" He squeezed out these words through his teeth.

Huo Qian knew that he was doomed today, so he simply explained the matter.

Huo Qiming laughed angrily at him, and after a long time he raised his voice and cursed: "You have lived for 20 fucking years, have you lost your brain or have your brain flooded? If I were Jiang Yueting, I wouldn't beat you to death!"

Huo Qian remained silent, listening to him scolding himself.

"Have you apologized to anyone?"

Huo Qian sounded like a mosquito: "No."

"Huo Qian!" Huo Qiming shouted angrily, he grabbed Huo Qian and carried him under the bed, "Go! Come with me to apologize to Jiang Yueting!"

Huo Qian broke free from his hand: "Don't! I'm going now to irritate him, I will apologize, but not now, in case Brother Wen has just coaxed him, and I appear in front of him again, making people anxious again what to do?"

Huo Qiming frowned, feeling that what he said made sense, so he didn't force him.

He's addicted to smoking again, this fucking... old, old, worry-free!Small and small don't worry!

Huo Qian looked irritated: "You hit me."

Huo Qiming lit a cigarette, sat down on the edge of the bed, and snorted coldly: "Hit you? You're stupid, but if you beat me again, you'll be a fool."

"Uncle..." Huo Qian called out aggrievedly, he really wanted someone to teach him a lesson.

"Screaming! Get out! You're annoying!" Huo Qiming paused, and he nodded sullenly, "Was the movie you watched that day calcium?"

Huo Qian lowered his head in embarrassment, refusing to look at him.

Huo Qiming's face turned blue: "You don't feel it, do you?"

Huo Qian immediately shouted: "No! I didn't! I'm straight!"

Huo Qiming's face looks better now, damn it!His old Huo's family has only one living seedling, so it can't be harmed.