Venomous tongue top stream is a small stutter [rebirth]

When Song Zhi recovered completely, Yan Huai rubbed the tip of his slightly red nose, "Your right classmate, can you go downstairs now? The two old people are still waiting."

"By the way, grandpa and grandma are still wearing padded jackets." Song Zhi thought about the business at this moment, and hurriedly got up to grab the door, "I have to let them take it off quickly."

"Don't worry." Yan Huai pulled him back, "It's already taken off."

Song Zhi let out a sigh of relief. In such a hot day, it is worthwhile for the old couple to wear such thick clothes.

Throughout the morning, accompanied by Yan Huai, Song Zhi talked a lot about childhood with her grandparents.

The experience of reuniting after a long absence is slightly different from what he imagined, but it is always what he likes.

Even if he can't see his parents with his own eyes, Song Zhi believes that they will be happy somewhere in the world, and he will live a good life according to his parents' wishes.

Love yourself, love everyone around you who is worthy of love.

"Xiaozhi, come and taste this." Grandma picked out the biggest and reddest jujube from a handful, and stuffed it into his mouth.

After taking a bite, you could hear the crisp sound between the teeth. Song Zhi took another one from grandma's hand and handed it to Yan Huai's mouth, "It's so sweet."

"The jujubes we planted are all delicious." Grandpa said kindly.

One year on Arbor Day, the whole family decided to plant a tree in the backyard.Dad wanted to grow Chinese toon, saying that it could be picked and eaten every spring. Mom wanted to plant four seasons of osmanthus, saying that he could enjoy flowers in two seasons a year.

The family finally listened to Song Zhi's advice and changed to jujube trees, just because the little greedy cat wanted to eat crispy dates for two days.

At that time, the naive Song Zhi was so busy that he finally planted the jujube tree he picked out himself, and sat in the yard with a small bench all day long, waiting for the jujube tree to mature.

What he didn't know back then was that it was impossible for a jujube tree that was as tall as him to grow jujube overnight.

Accompanied by Yan Huai, Song Zhi came to the backyard. The jujube tree had already grown into a towering tree. The tree was covered with crimson fruits, and it swayed gently in the wind in the sun, becoming a landscape in the yard.

Even the jujube tree seemed to be waiting for him to come home.

When it was time for lunch, the whole family sat around the round table lively.Grandpa was busy passing chicken wings to Song Zhi, while grandma went to pick up ribs.

"The dishes are all made according to your preferences when you were a child." Grandma said kindly: "Tell grandma what you like to eat, and grandma will cook for you at any time."

Song Zhi picked up the soft and tender short ribs and put them in her mouth, "I haven't changed, these are all my favorites."

Grandma gave him another piece of meat, "If you like it, Grandma will be happy."

Yan Huai put a few vegetables in his bowl, "Eat the vegetables after eating the meat."

"Yeah." Song Zhi nodded obediently, and ate up the vegetables in the bowl in twos and twos.

Grandma laughed from ear to ear, "When I was a child, the whole family chased after your buttocks to feed you, but they refused to eat."

"Grandma, I am obedient now, and I will listen to you if you ask me to eat."

"Hey, grandma is such a grandson."

Grandma shifted her gaze from Song Zhi to Yan Huai, and she felt 1 satisfied in her heart when she saw this child who was patiently helping his good grandson pick fishbone.

Half a year ago, when Yan Huai came to find them, hoping to help his father perform an operation, she liked this child from the bottom of her heart.

At that time, there was an unusual intimacy, and the old couple agreed to the operation without hesitation.

Now that I think about it, the fate is really destined, and they should be a family by fate.

Yan Huai's parents are also kind and good people, entrusting their young children to this kind of family, the old couple will have no regrets in this life.

After lunch, Yan Huai accompanied Song Zhi to the garden, searched the basement, looked at all the photo albums at home, and shared with Yan Huai all his memories of the same year.

Before dinner, they sat side by side in the gazebo to enjoy the flowers.

"Grandpa and grandma, I'm back."

The clear and familiar girl's voice drew back Song Zhi's thoughts, and he followed the voice to see Siqi, who was carrying a schoolbag, bouncing and opened the yard door, still wearing the white dress she had chosen.

Song Zhi turned her eyes to Yan Huai, who smiled and shrugged at him.

"Little kid, why are you here?" Song Zhi got up and rushed towards the door.

"I'm going home." Siqi hurriedly took out an exercise book from her schoolbag and chased after the old man, "Grandpa, can you help me figure this out?"

Song Zhi was furious, and went back to Yan Huai to complain, "If this little brat doesn't go back to live with us, why is he staying with the old couple?"

Yan Huai smiled and said: "She chose it herself. She thinks we are too boring and not suitable for her healthy development of body and mind."

Siqi's new school is only a 5-minute walk away, and her grandparents are the honorary principals of those schools.

"With her stubborn temper, what should I do if I get mad at the old couple?" Song Zhi put her hips on her hips, extremely upset.

"Not at all." Yan Huai motioned him to look ahead.

Following Yan Huai's direction, Grandpa wore glasses and patiently explained with the exercise book handed over by Siqi.Siqi, on the other hand, was standing on the sofa behind Grandpa, listening carefully and rubbing Grandpa's shoulders at the same time.

Grandma stuffed another sliced ​​apple into Siqi's mouth.Two old and one young, just like a scene of harmony and happiness.

"She really enjoys it, and someone will feed her apples when she learns." Song Zhi twitched her lips.

Yan Huai handed the apple to his mouth, "You will be fed if you don't study."

The happy smile could no longer be hidden, "This apple is so sweet."

Home is sweeter.

After dinner, the two went for a walk and went back to their room early to rest.

Song Zhi sat on the single bed he had when he was a child, and Yan Huai stood beside him and helped him dry his hair.

"Are you sure you want to sleep here?" Yan Huai lay on the narrow single bed, and there was a large push of car tanks and Ultraman models at the foot of the bed.

Song Zhi's room remained the same as before.

"Yeah." Song Zhi got into the quilt and lay flat with her legs curled up, "I want to enjoy my luxurious little bed."

"Where do I sleep?"

"Next door." Song Zhi pointed to the back wall. Grandpa and grandma had prepared a room for them in advance.

"Miss me?"

"Just one night." Song Zhi really wanted to recall her childhood.

He sat up from the bed again, and picked up a detachable toy to play with. This tank ranked third among all his toys.

"Can you stay with me for a while?"

"Of course." Song Zhi's attention was all on the tanks that he dismantled.

"Can you open this?" Yan Huai held a small notebook in his hand.

Song Zhi didn't look at it carefully, it should be the notebook he used for homework or drawing when he was a child. How old can a child have any secrets, "Look at it casually."

The installation of the tank model was much more difficult than Song Zhi imagined.

The two were busy with each other, only the occasional sound of Yan Huai flipping the pages could be heard in the room.

"Song Zhi, I underestimated you." Yan Huai said suddenly, "Your childhood was very unusual."

"What?" Song Zhi's tank had the last part left, but he couldn't find a place to install the model.

"So you have such a rich emotional experience." Yan Huai's tone was meaningful.

"What what?"

He only liked Yan Huai in his life, and Song Zhi firmly believed in this matter.

The other party's words aroused Song Zhi's curiosity, and he inserted the model while looking in Yan Huai's direction.What the other party was holding seemed to be his diary?

He suddenly remembered that when he was a child, his mother asked him to write a diary every day to record his life. Although he couldn't remember the specific content, the rhetoric of a young kid would never be good.

Song Zhi's scalp was numb, and the tank stopped fighting. She hurriedly took out the diary from Yan Huai's hand, closed it, gave another kiss, and pushed him to the next room, not forgetting to say, "I'm so sleepy, sleep Good night."

Song Zhi returned to the room, picked up the diary from the desk, and casually flipped through a page.

[Weather on March 3: sunny]

【Bad Mood】

"I just promised Xiaohua to be my wife last night, but Guoguo came to make trouble again this morning, saying that I promised him just the day before yesterday. But Qinqin heard that she wanted to be my wife too, and they also said that a wife can only There is one, I can only choose one to be my wife to play with them. Can anyone save me?"

[Weather on March 3: overcast]

【very good mood】

"I found a solution for many wives. I told them that I am the emperor and I can marry three thousand wives. This way everyone can have fun together.

Very good. "

[Weather on March 3: overcast]

【Mood: Not so good】

"Trouble came again today. We had a good time. Qinqin said she wanted to be queen, and Xiaohua and Guoguo also wanted to be queen. I said everyone is queen, but they said there can only be one queen, crying They insisted on letting me choose.

I'm the emperor who manages everything every day, so I have so much time to arrange these children's affection.

It is very difficult to be an emperor. "

[Weather on March 3: overcast]

【very good mood】

"I finally made it clear to them. I said that my family and country are the largest. I want to forget about the love of my children and decide to become a monk and dismiss all these empresses.

I went to play with Xiaoqiang again, Xiaoqiang is much better than them, he doesn't want to be my queen, he just wants to be a poor monk like me. "

[Weather on March 3: raining]

【Bad Mood】

"Why can't I have a clean life? Today Xiaohua, Guoguo, and Qinqin's parents came to our house. They asked their parents to persuade my parents not to let me become a monk. They also said that if I become a monk, I will not be handsome if I shave my hair.

But when they came to my house, I was eating chicken wings, and they also said that monks are not allowed to eat meat?

But I really don't want so many queens anymore.I just want to be brothers with Qiangzi! "

Song Zhi flipped through a few articles, and was so embarrassed by her wild thinking that she picked the ground with her toes.In the end, he couldn't stand it any longer, so he closed the diary and turned to bed.

At first he did plan to sleep with the plastic toys, but his adult height and the cramped cot were too much for him.

Song Zhi got up from the bed, put the toys into the basket, and lay down again.

He took out his mobile phone to check the time, it was only less than ten o'clock, which was not his bedtime at all.I used to sleep alone and play games until midnight, but since sharing the bed with brother Yan Huai, even this habit has disappeared.

Because he was tossing at least until eleven o'clock every day.

Song Zhi took out her mobile phone, why don't she send him a text message and ask him what he is doing?

No, I said I was sleepy just now, wouldn't it be a slap in the face to send a text message now.

Forget it or sleep.

Song Zhi put the phone on the bedside, covered the quilt to brew sleep.

But even if the toys were removed, the crib was still cramped and cramped.He tossed and turned on the bed, his bent legs were sore and suffocated, and he couldn't feel any sleepiness at all.

He checked the time, it was past eleven o'clock.He got up in black, put on his slippers, and tiptoed to open the door.

His room was on the second floor. At this time, other members of the family were already asleep, and the corridor was dark.

Song Zhi came to the next door like a thief, he squeezed his head in the crack of the door and peeked in, it was pitch black inside.Then he put his ear on the door panel again, and after making sure that there was no movement, he gently twisted the metal doorknob and pushed open a narrow gap.

Borrowing the faint moonlight, Song Zhi slowly came to the bed.Yan Huai was lying flat on the bed, apparently fast asleep.

The other party is lying on the outside of the bed, and the old-fashioned bed is placed against the wall.If Song Zhi wanted to lie on the side of the bed, she had to jump over Yan Huai. This move was too dangerous and would easily wake up Yan Huai's brother.

He took off his shoes, and lay quietly beside the bed. Although this place was a little narrow, it was much more spacious than the children's bed next to him.

Song Zhi was cautious and held her breath, for fear of waking Yan Huai up.Before running here, he had already planned everything.

As long as Brother Yan Huai is not woken up now, when he wakes up tomorrow morning, he will pretend to be stupid and say that he may have come here by sleepwalking.Anyway, as long as he pretends to be stubborn and refuses to admit it, brother Yan Huai will not do anything to him.

Song Zhi closed her eyes and stayed in the same way as Yan Huai lying down for 5 minutes, but still found it difficult to fall asleep.

Before at home, brother Yan Huai always slept with his arms around him, but now it's too boring to sleep separately like this, and he doesn't feel safe.

Song Zhi turned her head, a ray of moonlight projected from the gap in the curtains, just hitting Yan Huai's lips and Adam's apple.The night made him soft and attracted Song Zhi's full attention.

Some people never get tired of watching it all their lives.

The man next to him suddenly turned to face him, and Song Zhi on the other side was so frightened that his scalp went numb, he quickly retracted his neck and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep.

He was lying slightly lower, and in a peaceful environment, he could clearly feel the breathing on his forehead, and the hair brushed against his forehead, slightly swaying with the frequency of his heartbeat.

After a few minutes, Song Zhi raised her head and slowly opened her eyes. Yan Huai was still in a deep sleep.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Song Zhi's burden was a little heavier, the tip of his nose was just slightly above the other's chest.Song Zhi sniffed her nose, then lowered her head to smell her own body.

Obviously they took a bath together just now, and the body lotion on his body was also applied by brother Yan Huai for him, why do you think the other party smells better than his body.

To be sure, Song Zhi moved close to Yan Huai's neck and sniffed it, but the smell didn't seem to change after getting closer, Song Zhi was not reconciled, and stuck the tip of her nose against the other's neck again.

In the next second, Song Zhi's whole body tensed up. Being surrounded by someone around her waist and abdomen, she turned 180 degrees, and was carried from the side of the bed directly into the inner side of the bed.

Yan Huai put his hands on both sides of his shoulders, his knees between his legs, his eyes were deep and threatening, "What are you doing?"

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