MTL - After Two Lifetimes I Was Reborn Back Inside A Book-Chapter 101 Wear back the one hundred and first day

"Qian Min did her homework in the morning and didn't come out." He Yanfeng said lightly: "We went out for a walk and saw your house opened, so we came to visit."

"That's it." Yang Si didn't notice anything strange, and she smiled softly on her slightly chubby pregnant face: "Our two families are really destined, the children play well together, and now they're even neighbors."

Yang Yun's eyes fell on Yang Si's stomach, paused for a moment, and asked: "You are seven months old now, how do you feel?"

"It's a bit noisy." Yang Si hung his eyes and rubbed his belly, and said with a smile: "When I was pregnant with Chenchen, I was quiet. This child is not like his brother. I don't know if he will be a little troublesome when he comes out."

"Little tricksters are fine." Jiang Zhuo washed the fruit, put it on the table, and smiled at He Yanfeng and his wife: "Eat some fruit, little tricksters will be lively."

"That's right." Yang Si took Jiang Chen's hand and said with a smile, "The elder son is sensible, and the younger daughter is fussy. With one son and one daughter, my wish will be fulfilled."

He Yanfeng held Yang Yun's hand, pressed it calmly, and said with a smile, "Already know it's a daughter?"

"I don't know." Yang Si smiled and shook his head: "It's just that we already have Chenchen, so we want to have a daughter even more, and Chenchen has always hoped to have a younger sister."

"Boys are not bad." Jiang Zhuo touched Yang Si's belly reassuringly, and said to her, "Will it be a boy later? Don't say that in front of the child."

Yang Si couldn't help laughing: "It's still in my stomach, what can I hear?"

"This is prenatal education." Jiang Zhuo insisted on his own way very much, and took Jiang Chen's hand over Yang Si, "Come on son, tell your brother or sister quickly, you like boys and girls."

Jiang Chen had no choice but to be held by Jiang Zhuo and put his hand on Yang Si's belly. Suddenly he felt a small throbbing. His eyes lit up and he touched it lightly. Yang Si smiled and said, "Every time you touch mother's belly, it feels like She can feel you, it seems that she really likes brother."

"Nothing happens every time I touch it." Jiang Zhuo said jealously, "Don't you like Dad?"

"It's moving!" Yang Si turned to look at Jiang Zhuo: "Did you feel it?"

"I feel it." Jiang Zhuo laughed immediately, "It seems that he likes Dad too."

The hands of the family of three were put together at the same time, and the eyes were full of soft smiles looking forward to a new life. Yang Yun hid the sadness in his eyes, and grabbed He Yanfeng's hand tightly.

After going back, Yang Yun was frequently absent-minded, and He Yanfeng knew the reason, so he let her be alone.

There were a few chairs and a tea table by the hot spring in the courtyard. Yang Yun looked in one direction ecstatically. The tea on the stove was boiling and the smoke was rising, but she didn't notice it.

He Qianjian's eyes flickered slightly, he walked up to Yang Yun and sat down, poured a cup of tea from a teacup, and put it in Yang Yun's hand: "Mom, let's drink some tea."

Yang Yun came back to her senses and saw a trace of disappointment in He Qianjian's eyes, and she smiled and said, "I don't really want to drink now, you can drink it yourself."

"Are you unhappy?" He Qianjian took a sip of tea by himself, and said in a concerned tone, "I saw that after you came back in the morning, you seemed to be in a bad mood."

Yang Yun looked away and smiled: "Mom is not unhappy, but you, how are you feeling these days?"

He Qianjian squeezed the teacup tightly, lowered his head in a concealed manner, and said with a wry smile: "I don't know, I'm at a loss, I don't know what to do, I never thought that this kind of thing would happen."

Yang Yun pursed her lips and raised her hand to touch his head, but she stopped in mid-air for some reason. She withdrew her hand and said, "It's normal to know that this is difficult to accept, but after a while you will accept it slowly." Enough."

"Mom." He Qianjian raised his head: "Can I not go back to Jiang's house? I don't know Jiang Chen's parents at all, and I have never met them. I only know that you and my father are my parents. I just want to recognize you, don't let me go to Jiang's house, okay?"

Yang Yun's heart seemed to be tugged by something, and the smile that was barely floating on his face faded.

If He Qianjian had always thought this way and didn't want to go to Jiang's house at all, then what about Jiang Chen? Does it mean that he doesn't want to go back to the He family at all, that's why he always thinks about the Jiang family's parents, that's why he wants to delay telling Yang Yun, Jiang Zhuo and the others the truth, and that's why he treats the Jiang family's parents completely differently from He Yanfeng .

Yang Yun was in a daze and didn't know what he was thinking. He Qianjian frowned, impatience and anxiety appeared in his eyes, which changed into worry before Yang Yun looked over, "What's wrong with you? What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing." Yang Yun looked at He Qianjian flatly, the expression on his face that always had a gentle smile was gone, and his voice seemed to be a little colder: "Qianjian, you and Chenchen's identities have been misplaced for eighteen years. Both of us have missed a lot in the past eight years. Not only do I want to make up for Chenchen, but I also want to make up for you like me when your biological parents know your identity. I know it may be difficult for you now Accept this fact, but I hope you will think about your biological parents and give them a chance to make it up to you."

"But in my opinion, you and my dad are my biological parents." He Qianjian squatted down, lay on Yang Yun's lap, and looked up at her: "Mom, I just want to be the son of you and my dad." , I don’t want to be the son of the Jiang family.”

Yang Yun lowered her eyes, and He Qianjian in front of her eyes seemed to coincide with the scene of Jiang Chen gently stroking Yang Si's belly with a smile, she pursed her lower lip, and gently pushed He Qianjian's hand away: "Qianjian, this is impossible It has changed, you and Chen Chen must return to the original position, your father and grandfather are right, you are already an adult, leaving home is a matter of time, you should just leave home early."

"But…"

"Can you let mom be quiet for a while?" Yang Yun gently rubbed He Qianjian's head: "Mom really wants to be alone for a while now."

He Qianjian swallowed the words that came to his lips, lowered his eyes to suppress the gloom in his eyes, nodded and got up and said, "Then I'll go for a walk, don't catch a cold by yourself."

Yang Yun's heart warmed up, and she smiled and said, "You also need to add another layer of clothes before going out. Although it's warmer here than at home, it's easy to catch cold if you don't pay attention."

"I see."

After walking out of the courtyard, He Qianjian's obedient smile disappeared instantly. He grabbed the door frame and lowered his face. Looking around at the original rural buildings, his expression became even uglier.

"Are you the second child of the He family?" The passing peasant woman saw He Qianjian and pointed in the direction with a smile: "Your brother and younger siblings have all gone to play there, are you going to find him?" them?"

He Qianjian adjusted his expression, his face was still a little ugly, but in front of such a peasant woman, he didn't bother to pretend, "I won't go find them."

"Aren't you looking for them?" The peasant woman saw that his face was not very good, and said enthusiastically: "Would you like to go to my aunt's house? There are so many delicious foods at my aunt's house. You children from the city should have never eaten it. Xiaojiang's house in front of you The kid who is about your age likes to eat the frozen sticky bean buns from my aunt's house, so you're going to get some too?"

Originally, He Qianjian wanted to refuse when he heard about it, but after hearing that Jiang Chen liked to eat, he agreed.

The peasant woman was warm and generous. After leading He Qianjian in, she took a bowl and filled him with a large bowl of frozen sticky bean buns. When she handed it to him, she smiled and said, "Just take this bowl home, and you'll finish eating it by then." Just send it to your aunt's house."

He Qianjian looked at the chipped and yellowish bowl in his hand, shrank his hands in disgust, and finally took it.

"thanks."

"No thanks, no thanks." The peasant woman waved her hand: "You children are just being polite, go and play."

He Qianjian came out of the peasant woman's house with the bowl in his hand, picked up a piece casually and took a bite, but unexpectedly he broke his teeth. He yelled, covered his mouth and threw the sticky bean bun in his hand.

"You're wasting food."

A child with a runny nose came out from some corner, pointed at He Qianjian, but looked at the sticky bean buns in the grass.

He Qianjian glanced over the child's dirty clothes, turned around and was about to leave.

"You can't go, you lost your food, you can't lose your food." The little boy grabbed He Qianjian's clothes and handed the sticky bean bag he picked up to He Qianjian: "This is yours."

"What's none of your business?" He Qianjian pulled out his clothes: "Go away and mind your own business."

The little boy grabbed He Qianjian again: "Don't leave."

He Qianjian's face darkened: "Don't think I don't beat children."

The little boy shrank his neck, but did not let go of his hand.

He Qianjian stared at the little boy for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed inexplicably, and raised the bowl in his hand: "Want to eat?"

The little boy sniffed and nodded honestly.

"You can eat it if you want." He Qianjian picked up a sticky bean bun that was frozen hard, and tossed it at the little boy, "Stand in front."

The little boy obediently walked a few steps, "A little further ahead."

"Okay, let's stop." He Qianjian smiled, shaking the sticky bean bun in his hand and said, "Just stand there, I'll throw it over, and it will be yours if you catch it."

"Really?" The little boy's eyes lit up.

"of course it's true."

The little boy held out his hand and struck a pose.

He Qianjian smiled, and casually threw the sticky bean bag forward. The sticky bean bag fell into the soil two meters away from the little boy.

The little boy looked at the sticky bean bun in the mud with pity, then turned his head to look at He Qianjian again, and said with a pursed mouth, "You didn't throw it correctly, it fell to the ground."

He Qianjian smiled: "Then go pick it up."

The little boy shook his head: "It's in the mud, it's too dirty to eat."

He Qianjian didn't expect a rural kid to be so particular. He rolled his eyes and laughed again: "I threw it over, you caught it."

The little boy stared at the sticky bean bun in He Qianjian's hand, and nodded.

The smile on the corner of He Qianjian's mouth deepened, and he threw out the frozen sticky bean bun.

Seeing the sticky beanbags flying towards him, the little boy went to catch them as soon as his eyes lit up, but he screamed when he was hit, and his eyes turned red instantly.

He Qianjian smiled maliciously, "Continue."

One after another, the sticky bean buns hit the little boy. The little boy hid from receiving it, and finally squatted up and hugged his head in pain.

After He Qianjian threw away all the sticky bean buns in the bowl, he felt a bad breath in his heart. He glanced at the children squatting on the street, and was about to turn around and leave.

Suddenly there was an angry shout, "What are you doing!"

He Qianjian paused, looked left and right but saw no one, thought that the speaker had a standard Yanshi accent, a trace of guilt flashed across his face, he lowered his head and hurried away.

Yang Si supported his stomach and walked quickly to the little boy, looked at the direction where the young boy had just disappeared, lowered his head and said softly, "Little friend, stand up first and let auntie see if you are injured."

The little boy had a red nose and a red spot on his forehead, but he didn't cry out. He let go of the hand holding his head, looked at the direction He Qianjian was leaving, heaved a sigh of relief and pouted aggrievedly: "Wait for me Go back and tell my brother that someone beat me."

Seeing that the little boy was not seriously injured, Yang Si breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing his words was funny but distressed: "Where is your home, tell auntie, and auntie will take you back."

"It's right in front." The little boy stretched out a finger and took Yang Si's hand familiarly: "My brother and father and grandfather are also in front."

"Then Auntie will take you home." Yang Si's heart softened, she looked at the little boy's face carefully, and saw that besides the red forehead, the lower part of his cheek was also red, she frowned, and cursed in her heart The young man said distressedly, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts." The little boy pursed his mouth, "But it's okay, it only hurts a little."

Yang Si led him while walking and told him: "Go back and ask Mom and Dad to apply some medicine for you, and you can't come out alone in the future, you have to let brother accompany you, you understand?"

The little boy blinked: "I don't have medicine at home."

"Why is there no medicine in your house?" Yang Si smiled and said, "You tell your parents that they will apply medicine for you."

"I don't have a mother." The little boy said, "My brother said our mother is dead."

Yang Si was stunned, and stopped: "Then you go to Auntie's house first, and Auntie will give you the medicine before sending you back."

The little boy was unprepared: "Okay."

When seeing Yang Si come back with a little boy, Jiang Chen and Jiang Zhuo were very surprised.

"Wife, whose child is this, why did you bring it back?"

It’s okay if you don’t mention this, but Yang Si gets angry when she mentions it. She brought a medicine box to the little boy and told the story of what she saw while applying the medicine. At the end, she looked a little excited: “That boy looked pretty good. It's really uneducated to bully such a young child when you grow up, I think this is anti-social tendency."

"Mom, don't be angry, have you seen what he looks like?"

"I saw a side face." Yang Si said angrily, "I'll recognize it when the time comes, and I'll ask his parents how this child was taught and why he is like this."

"According to what you said, the child is probably almost or already an adult. It's useless for you to find other parents."

"Why is it useless?" Yang Sidao: "Even if he is an adult, they taught him. Such a child will be a disaster when he enters the society in the future! Talk to his parents before he enters the society. I can change it."

"I'm not angry anymore." Jiang Zhuo patted her back: "Be careful if you move your fetus."

Yang Si gently wiped the medicine on the little boy, rubbed the little boy's head comfortingly, and suddenly sighed, Jiang Zhuo said: "To be able to teach such a child, the parents are probably not very good, and it may be difficult to find them." It doesn't make sense."

"Yes." Jiang Zhuo has long been used to his wife's capriciousness during pregnancy, and said with a smile: "The child will not be successful in the future, so you don't care about it, but after sending the child back, he has to tell his parents , don’t let the child play outside alone again.”

"That's right." Yang Si ordered Jiang Chen: "Chenchen, you get some snacks for your younger brother, and then send him back to remind the family, you know?"

Knowing that he would be the one running errands, Jiang Chen got up and accepted the task, holding the snacks that Yang Si gave the little boy, and led the little boy to the door of his house under his guidance.

The yard door of the little boy's house was open, and there were many cardboard boxes piled up in the yard. Someone was walking around, and Jiang Chen paused. He thought the boy was a villager's child, but now it seems that he should be assigned to the house. A child of someone who moved here for the winter.

"elder brother!"

The little boy broke away from Jiang Chen's hand and ran forward on his short legs.

Jiang Chen raised his eyes, and happened to collide with the eyes of the young man who looked up, and they were all taken aback.