After dressing as the male protagonist's younger brother, I entered the marriage

"It's born, it's a pair of big fat boys!" The midwife happily said to the man outside the door.

"Really?" Wen Yin was in high spirits, his eyes filled with stars.

"I have a child, two children!" Wen Yin was about to run into the house in an instant, but was stopped by the midwife.

"Both mother and child are asleep, slow down!"

"well."

Wen Yin felt like stepping on a cloud, and floated into the room.

On the bed, Jian Qiushui, with a slender figure and a delicate face, fell asleep deeply. Two red and wrinkled dolls beside the bed closed their eyes tightly with their small fists.

Wen Yin's heart was so soft that she gently held Jian Qiushui's hand with a smile on her face.

The warm sunlight shines through the screen window in the room, making it warm and harmonious.

……

The news that the old man's daughter-in-law gave birth to twin boys spread like wildfire.

Just when people were envious, it was heard that the youngest of the twins was an incurable lunatic.

"Oh, things are impermanent." The gentleman holding the banner of "Divination and Breaking Gua" touched the heads of the two children and said in a deep voice, "This little soul is not here. If you are lucky, the shell will wait for the soul. If you are not lucky..."

"If there is no luck, we will raise him for the rest of his life." Wenyin said slowly.

"Yeah." The fortune teller stroked his beard and counted with his fingers, "You are too hard-fated, you must choose a bad name, or you may hurt the lives of your relatives."

"As a parent, you don't want your children to be rich and powerful. I just want them to be safe and healthy." Jian Qiushui hugged the sleeping child and smiled softly, "In this world, everyone is talking about success and fame. I don't expect my children to be rich." You can do whatever you want, since you want to press your life, let’s not do it.”

"Okay, it's said that if one of our children succeeds in literature and martial arts, it's good to be safe." Wen Yin smiled and put her arms around Jian Qiushui's shoulders.

In the arms of the husband and wife, the newborn baby slept soundly.

……

What I can't smell when I was a child is my father's broad hands, the faint scent of medicine on my mother's sleeves, and my younger brother's quiet eyes while sitting on a low stool.

"Know what you know, don't know what you don't know, that's knowing..." Wen Bucheng sat across from Wen Bucheng.The three or four-year-old child has round faces and hands, and his white jade-like face seems to be embedded with the deepest gems in the world.

Wen Bucheng put his hand on Wen Bujiu's little hand, put the tip of his nose against his nose, and looked at his numb pupils.

"Brother, do you know?"

A small courtyard was reflected in the quiet child's eyes, and the beautiful and lovely child looked at his figure with big eyes blinking.

The clouds were floating, and a group of fluffy little yellow ducks followed their mother and passed by their brothers.

The duckling said, "Quack."

If you can't smell it, say: "Gah."

"Alas." Wen Bucheng sighed, crossing his arms like his father did.

"No, it's the younger brother of Bucheng, not the younger brother of the duck. My younger brother is stupid!"

Wen Bucheng grabbed the brush, drew three cat mustaches on the left and right sides of Wen Bucheng's face, and laughed "quack".

Blink if you don't smell it.

"Gah."

……

At the age of six, Jian Qiushui closed his eyes on a spring night.

Wenyin picked many flowers from the mountain and buried them with Jian Qiushui.

"Madam, when the two children grow up, I will come to you."

"You count the petals, don't rush, I will come soon."

Inside the courtyard.

Wen Bucheng's eyes were red from crying, and he held Wen Bujiu's hand, "Brother, mother is gone."

The sky is full of paper money like rain, and the white banner will cock its head if it smells it, "Brother?"

……

"Daddy saved a couple today. I saw their little twins, who are cute and beautiful. I will make a baby kiss with you. In the future, many parents will love you." Wen Yin patted Wen Bucheng's shoulder.

"I've been with your brother, so I can't delay you."

"I don't." Wen Bucheng closed the book, and held Wen Bujiu's hand in silence, "I've been with my younger brother."

"Hahaha, good boy."

……

"Your father...is gone."

"You have to take good care of your brother."

The officials put the sympathy money issued by the court into Wen Bucheng's hands.

The ten-year-old Wen Bucheng has an expressionless face, dressed in white mourning, and just kowtows to the visitors.

"What about the money? Both of you are children, so let me show you the money." Wen Youde muttered, "Your aunt and I have not been able to have children these years, you are my own sons, and the two families will be the two of you in the future." of."

Wen Bucheng shook his head, "Thank you, Second Uncle, I have no money."

Can a ten-year-old lie to himself?Wen Youde cursed and left, "The poor imperial court and that little fool know how to keep their heads down."

Wen Bucheng touched Wen Bujiu's head, and watched the ants on the ground with him.

"Be good from now on, do you know?" Wen Bucheng said softly.

"elder brother."

"Hey, little fool."

……

"The boss of the Wen family is really amazing. He is good at reading, and he goes to the street to write and paint all day to earn a pen fee, and raises his idiot brother, what a good boy!" the neighbors in Yong'an County chatted.

"Good boy, take this money and buy some delicious food with your brother." Master Liu stood outside the sedan chair and couldn't speak to the man in sackcloth.

Wen Bucheng looked respectful, "Uncle spent money, the family has money, so you don't need to spend money."

"Hey, you child, our two families will be one family sooner or later. You won't have to work so hard when you enter Liu's house in the future, okay?" Master Liu asked softly.

He couldn't smell it, and he was silent.

Maybe that's fine too.

Wen Bucheng lay on the bed and thought, if he didn't see what his father left behind.

The night is as cool as water, the summer insects cry low, and it is unintentionally cold as winter.

Where does it put you?

If you can't smell it, hold on to the hand that you can't smell it.

"Brother." He shouted if he couldn't smell it.

"Eh."

……

"This is five taels of silver, and you can keep it for a year. I will send back two taels of silver every month." Wen Bucheng said with a cold expression, "After a year, I will be elected, and everyone will be happy; if I fail... won't fail."

"I'll give you 20 taels when you come back."

Wen Youde secretly rolled his eyes at his daughter-in-law, you see this big talk, isn't it just that he wrote two poems and was transferred to the capital by the saint? It's crazy.

But who would have trouble with Yinzi?

"Okay, I promise to raise a white and fat one for your brother!" Wen Youde smiled blindly, "But your brother won't see you when he wakes up, will it cause trouble?"

"If you don't, you're very obedient." Wen Bucheng said softly.

"Just in case, in this way, I have a dose of tranquilizing medicine here. Drink it before you leave, so as not to make a lot of noise when you leave and wake him up." Wen Youde said, still pinching the powder into his mouth, "Look, I just eat this stuff if I can't sleep well, it's fine."

early morning.

Wen Bucheng touched Wen Bujiu's face, looked at his slightly moving eyelids, and sighed.

"No, just drink some water and go to sleep."

"No, brother is leaving..."

"Brother, it's hard, it's hard..."

"Hahahaha, no wonder Wen Bucheng shuts Wen Bucheng up in the room all day, he is an ugly monster, a big lunatic... Hahahaha"

"If you smell it, you are crazy! If you smell it, you are a fool! If you smell it, you are a mangy pig!"

……

If you can't smell it, you stand in front of the desk and pick up the stool.

"Throwing books is so boring, just throw them all away."

He grinned if he couldn't smell it, and smashed the stool on the back door window under the terrified eyes of the school bully.

"Bang—wow."

The glass shards were like rain, and if you couldn't smell it, you stood in the glass and raised the corners of your mouth.

The shattered glass cut his cheek, blood flowed, and he laughed even louder if he couldn't smell it.

"is it fun?"

Amidst the screams, the school bully took a step back, the teacher was late.

"What are you doing! What are you doing!"

"Teacher, Sun Liang scolded that if you don't smell it, you will have no parents. If you study well, you will be the class teacher's leg so that the teacher misses the questions and get it out. He also throws the books that you can't smell into the trash can!"

"Sun Liang, if you don't smell it, come out!"

"Cut, crazy."

Sun Liang rolled his eyes at the smell, "Sure enough, no father or mother, crazy wild dog."

If you can't smell it, you clap your hands, wipe your face indiscriminately, and walk into the office with your face covered in blood.

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"No, you study well and have a bright future, don't ruin yourself impulsively!" The head teacher said truthfully.

If you can't smell it, you hide behind the shadows and look at the swarms of ants under your feet.

"It's boring."

How come no one wants him?

……

Learn to work and find a job.

Promoted to make money to buy a house and a car.

The front of the people is smiling, and the soul of the back wants to return to the West.

If you can't smell it, just lie in the empty house and press your forehead.

"It's been 28 years, why am I still alive?"

In the company, the old employees pointed to the invisible shadow and introduced to the new employees, "The sales director of our head office has an annual salary of tens of millions at a young age. He saved the life of the boss and the life of the boss's company. It's amazing!"

"I heard that he was an orphan since he was a child, and he looked good, but no one adopted him. Now he doesn't even have anyone around him, and he doesn't even have a close friend. How strange."

"Is it because his character is not good?"

"He's a nice guy. He donates half of his annual salary every year. Everyone admires him. But for some reason, he doesn't dare to get close to him..."

If you can't smell it, just listen to their mumbling voices, lower your eyes, and look at the sweaty new employee and the new employee's brand new badge.

"Sun Liang?" He asked calmly if he didn't hear it.

"Yes, I'm Sun Liang, manager, do you know me?" The new employee smiled flatteringly.

Shaking his head, he turned and left.

Sun Liang scratched his head, his eyes suddenly widened.

"...It's over."

……

The company celebration party and the 32nd birthday celebration party of the director of Wen Bujiu.

Sun Liang hugged his unsmelly legs and cried loudly, "Thank you to the leader for giving me food and raising my whole family, blah, blah, blah."

"This cup must be respected to the leader!"

"Go, let's play." If you can't smell it, you drink the wine and smile helplessly.

In front of the eyes, there are staggered cups of wine, feasting, singing and dancing.

After drinking a glass of wine, if you can't smell it, you just sit on the seat and watch it for a long time.

In the past, men and women in well-tailored suits put their arms around their shoulders and raised their glasses of wine and shouted "Long live friendship".

It seems like a world in front of me, and I am just dust.

Wen Chen was dizzy, so he sat down at random, and the TV screen "Wow in the room" hanging above his forehead played TV.

Chen Moben was leaning on the sofa, watching the No. 10 Scholar on TV and was fined out of the capital for [-] minutes. When he returned to his hometown, his only younger brother burped.

If you can't smell it: tsk tsk.

pitiful.

Wait, the number one pick can't be heard?

Yes, I am destined!

Shake your feet if you don't smell it.

Watching TV chatting again, the person who plays the villain is full of acting skills, and the person who has been drinking will get angry if he smells it, just want to see when the villain will die.

No way!

After waiting for half an hour, I didn't see the next text, so I snorted coldly and touched my phone.

"Chang'an Wind and Rain Records" - Adapted from the novel of the same name "Chang'an Wind and Rain Records" by Jinjiang Literature City.

Open the e-book if you can't smell it.

... What is Shuang'er?

Men marry men?

This male protagonist is called Wen Bucheng, and his younger brother can't smell it, why does he have the same name as himself!

"Oh Huo, this brother is gone from the beginning." He scratched his face and sighed again.

It's good to change, living is so tiring.

If you can't smell it, you lie on the sofa thinking about it, and close your eyes.

Anyway, you have a brother...

I don't have a brother.

I have no home.

I have nothing.

……

"No, father and mother came to see you."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, my mother."

"Have a good time, let's go."

There seemed to be a warm hand caressing her head, and the corners of her mouth curled up if she couldn't smell it.

Then fell into the dark world.

Until the sound of the suona——

"The groom's official welcome—"