The days when I lived with my 18-year-old schoolboy father

Qi Yue decided to take his son to school, so before entering the school, he had to solve a problem first: what is Yan Yao's name now.

"Doesn't medicine have a name? Why change it?"

Yan Yao was in Qi Yue's car at the moment, because he didn't like the seat belt, and the car had already entered the school parking lot, so he simply untied the seat belt, kicked off his little shoes, and curled up on the passenger seat.

This posture is just right for the child to fold his two small hands on his knees, rest his chin on it, and tilt his head to look at his father.

Qi Yue was in a good mood when he saw his son's pair of dark peach blossom eyes. He stretched out his hand to stroke his son's soft black hair, and explained:

"Because Yaoyao is 8 years old now, not 16 years old, and the schoolmates only know Yaoyao who is 16 years old. If you continue to be called Yan Yao, they will find out your secret."

After Yan Yao attended a few days of classes in the first week of school, she was forced to suspend school because her body became smaller.

The school suspension procedure was handled by the principal, but in fact, very few people knew that he was suspended from school. Except for a few teachers who knew his background, other students thought he had asked for leave.

Now that Yan Yao is going back, other people will definitely think of Yan Yao when they see his appearance, and then things will be troublesome.

Qi Yue thought he had explained it very clearly, but his son blinked his eyes in a daze and asked, "I don't even know the secret of medicine."

"..." Qi Yue touched his son's forehead to make sure he didn't have a fever, and then he said patiently, "It means that the students all know that Yaoyao is 16 years old, but you inherited your father's magic talent a few days ago, using mysterious The magic of turning yourself into an 8-year-old, we can't let them find out that you can do magic, understand?"

"Oh." Yan Yao suddenly realized, nodded seriously, and asked again, "Why can't my classmates know that I know magic?"

"Because..." Qi Yue raised his eyebrows and thought for a while, then said, "If they know you can do magic, they will make you an identical father and give it to them. Would Yaoyao be willing?"

"No." Yan Yao shook her head vigorously in a hurry, and she instantly had an aura of [-] meters, and said in a childlike voice, "Daddy can only have one, and it's mine!"

Qi Yue couldn't help but hooked his lips, cleared his throat, suppressed his smile, and comforted him: "That's right, so Yao Yao has to hide her identity."

"Then if Yaoyao changes his name, can he still call you father?" Yan Yao asked.

"Yes, because even if you call me father, no one will believe it." Qi Yue said, and then asked, "What name do you want Yaoyao to call?"

"It's called Yan Zhi." Yan Yao gave the answer without any hesitation, and even grabbed his father's hand and wrote "Zhi".

"What's so special about this name?" Qi Yue raised his eyebrows.

"When I was young, my mother wanted to change my name to Yanzhi, because my mother said that my father named me Yaoyao, and I would always take medicine. No, Ganoderma lucidum is a panacea that can save lives."

"Well, there is some truth to it." Qi Yue was thoughtful, "Why didn't Yaoyao change its name?"

"Because my father said that Yaoyao was named by a monk. My father lit a long burning lamp and carved a lock for me in the temple. If I change the name, it will not work."

As Yan Yao said, she pulled out the longevity lock hanging around her neck and showed it to his father.

It was a small golden lock with a very simple style, and the four words "Changning Ankang" were engraved on it.

In fact, the fact is not just that, Yan Yao was only two years old when he got the longevity lock, and a congenital heart disease almost killed him. Before the final operation, even Zhong Changsheng made Yan Qingcheng mentally prepare.

The best doctors have been invited, and the medical conditions are also top-notch. Yan Qingcheng couldn't help but watch his son leave him, so he listened to Zhong Changsheng's suggestion, went to Tibet alone, kowtowed up the mountain in three steps, and ordered The Everlasting Light brought back the Longevity Lock, along with the name Yan Yao.

Yan Yao remembered everything that happened after he was born, so he naturally knew about it, but he still remembered that he had promised Fang Li that he would not make random predictions today, so he didn't say anything in detail.

That operation could be regarded as his first death, maybe it would be better to say it, but the child felt that he survived anyway, so there was no need to say it to make his father worry.

The test-tube baby technology of this era is not as advanced as the later generations, and there are still many flaws. The way Yanyao was born has doomed his fate of being plagued by diseases all his life, and he will not deliberately change it.

Because no one knows if he is no longer a test-tube baby but born from a normal mother, will he still be the current Yan Yao.

These considerations are all decisions related to fate, Yan Yao has already thought about them after time travel, and they are always engraved in his mind, even if he becomes smaller and loses some of his memories, he still remembers them firmly.

So at this moment, he just said things with reservations based on his existing memories, but he didn't feel any sadness.

Children are too young to understand the pain that disease and death bring to human beings, so they are naturally carefree.

Qi Yue leaned over and held the longevity lock, studied it for a while, and then helped his son put the lock back into his clothes to hide it, and said with serious eyes:

"Since the monks have said that you can't change your name, let's call it Qi Yao, and don't change it to Yan Zhi."

Yan Yao wrinkled her face when she heard this, and muttered reluctantly: "This medicine is not good..."

"What did you say?" Qi Yue pinched his son's face grievously, "Your father's surname is Qi now, so you have to have my surname. What's the problem with being called Qi Yao? Or do you want to be called Fang Yao?"

"Woo..." The child struggled pitifully between the two names for a while, and said resignedly, "Qi Yao."

"That's about the same." Satisfied, Qi Yue got out of the car straight away, walked around to the other side and opened the door, knelt down to put his son's shoes on, and carried him out.

Yan Yao was still immersed in the shock of changing her name to "Qi Yao", she just lay helplessly in his father's arms, and Qi Yue carried her into the school.

In fact, the prescription medicine is also good, not ugly, but the child thinks that he has gone to school with his father. If the surname is Fang, Qi Yue and Qi Yue are like strangers. If other children rob his father, he will defend it. If the name of the territory is not correct, it is better to call it Qi Yao and Qi Yue's family.

The son's small thoughts were obviously not something that the novice father, Qi Yue, could have guessed. He carried the child into school, put down Yan Yao, and led him away.

"You didn't exercise too much today, so you can't always hug." Qi Yue reasoned expressionlessly.

Yan Yao thought about it and thought it was right, so she left by herself.It is very comfortable to always be hugged and not walk, but it is not good for his legs.

He originally learned to walk after traveling back to this era. He was in a wheelchair in his previous life, and he would be useless if he didn't walk again.

The very sensible Yan Yao... No, it was Qi Yao who followed his father into the teaching building "swaggeringly", encountering countless veiled and curious looks along the way.

However, most of the students thought he was cute and even praised him quietly.

It's a pity that Yan Yao is a baby with mysterious magical mind-reading skills, he has heard all the praises, and he is proud of his small chest.

Qi Yue was so teased by his son's embarrassment that he almost couldn't hold back his cold expression, so he picked up his son and rushed back to the classroom.

Yan Yao suddenly "flyed" up, happily shaking her little feet and cheering.

This scene naturally aroused heated discussions, and soon someone posted a post on the school post bar, and the attached small video happened to be the scene of Qi Xiaocao running upstairs with a strange child in his arms.

Yan Yao's arrival successfully created a whirlwind of gossip in the class.

Yao Manman quietly stared at the child for a few times, then abruptly pulled the class monitor Wu Zheng, and said in a daze: "Why does this little baby look so similar to Yan Yao? Could it be that Qi Yue actually has two younger brothers?" ? This is the smallest?"

"It should be, he and Yan Yao look exactly the same." Wu Zheng also took a few glances, adjusted his glasses, and speculated, "The three of them must be a family. Before, only Yan Yao and the school grass looked alike. It can be said to be a coincidence, but this child also looks exactly the same, so it cannot be called a coincidence."

"Yeah!" Yao Manman stared at the child without blinking, and pressed his hands on his chest, feeling like his heart was about to melt.

"I'm dead. The baby is asking Qi Yue for juice and Qi Yue to feed him. He even climbed on Qi Yue's lap... I can't do it! He poked the textbook with his little hand! Wu Zheng, did you see it! He I still want to eat rubber, do you think it’s candy? Hahaha... This is my ideal cub! Sniping heart..."

At this moment, the corners of Yao Manman's mouth were crazily raised, and she was already covering her heart and about to bite her fingers. Even her eyes were red. One can imagine how many critical blows Yan Yao's cub form gave her.

Wu Zheng looked at his tablemate in fear, and while he was gasping for breath, he hurriedly handed over the mineral water, and persuaded worriedly: "Take it easy, I know this child is very cute, but don't hold your breath. Damn it!"

The two of them were at the scene where the large cub sucked too much to suffocate, but the other corners were not the same.

After Yan Yao became smaller, she lost the sharp and distinct edges and corners of a teenager, and only remained soft and beautiful. Her black and white peach blossom eyes still carried the innocence of a child. The dimples on her small face were sweet and deep, perfect Poke the cuteness of the girls in the class.

The father and son who caused the cub sucking suffocation accident were still out of the situation, only caring about playing by themselves.

Yan Yao held a strawberry-flavored eraser to observe for a while before, trying to take a bite and missed it, but was snatched by his father, so she had to drag Qi Yue's textbook over to draw symbols.

He lay his whole body on the book, holding a pencil and slowly drawing an apple, and carefully drew the eyes and mouth.

Qi Yue glanced at him, and then he didn't care about him any more. He just let his son scribble, and took out the test paper to do the questions himself.

The two of them were at ease, but Qin Xianyu, the school belle at the front table, was not so comfortable.

The girl also held a pen and drew a few lines on the book, looking a little lost in thought, and finally regained consciousness when a child's tender voice came from behind her.

"Dad came to see the apple painted by Yaoyao. Does it look real?"

"Well, it's very similar. Tell me honestly, do you want to eat fruit?" Qi Yue asked.

"...I kind of think, Yaoyao will eat fruit in the afternoon, but not today." The child's voice sounded a little frustrated.

"Class is about to start, I'll order a fruit platter, and I'll get it after class later." Qi Yue said.

"Yeah." The child's tone was obviously more excited than before, and he lay down on the table again, and suddenly asked, "Does Dad know a sister named Xiaohua?"

Qi Yue paused, and asked back: "Sister called Xiaohua? You mean, her name is Xiaohua? Or is she Xiaohua?"

"...Yao Yao doesn't know either, she should be called Xiao Hua." Yan Yao said uncertainly.

Qi Yue didn't understand his son's intention for a while, so he asked: "What do you want her for?"

"The other father said, keep away from the school belle. She is a bad person and can't..."

Before Yan Yao finished speaking, her father covered her mouth, so she could only blink innocently.

Qi Yue glanced at Qin Xianyu's stiff back at the table in front of him, took his son into his arms, and lowered his voice to teach him a lesson: "Although Dad didn't intend to get close to any school belle, you will be sacked if you say such bad things, understand?"

Yan Yao shook her head, not understanding.

In the eyes of the child, he really didn't say anything bad, because the school belle would try to destroy his parents' marriage in the future and almost drown him, but now, the school belle hasn't done anything bad, so he just reminded his father first.

Facing his son's innocent eyes, Qi Yue retreated in defeat.

"Forget it, I will tell Dad privately about this kind of secret in the future, you know?"

Otherwise, your father will download a post bar and go get you in person.

"Is Dad afraid of the school belle?" Yan Yao didn't understand.

Qi Yue was silent for a second, and replied: "Don't be afraid, Dad is afraid that you will be misunderstood. Yao Yao is so obedient, she will definitely not criticize others for no reason, but outsiders don't know that public opinion can not kill people, but it can hurt people, even if it is just gossip , Dad doesn’t want this to happen to you either.”

His son must grow up in the cleanest and safest environment.