When Yan Chi hurried to the hospital,
What I caught a glimpse of was Dad who was guarding Mom's bedside.
Dad's usually straight shirt is a little wrinkled now, his hairstyle is gone, the top of his head is messy, he is slightly bent, his elbows are on his knees, his hands are tightly holding his mother's right hand, and his eyes are red.
His eyelashes were drooping and his lips were straightened. His father was obviously silent, but he seemed to have a lot of private whispers to say to his mother.
"Mom." Yan Chi walked over, put down his schoolbag, and looked a little embarrassed when he saw Chen Jinyao's weak appearance, "Are you okay?"
Chen Jinyao looked at him and smiled, "Very good."
The voice is very low, weak, and lifeless.
Hearing this, the joy in Yan Chi's heart subsided a bit, he licked his lips, and quietly pulled off the hem of his father's clothes, feeling so at a loss that he suddenly didn't know what to say.
Fortunately, this mood was quickly broken by Chen Jinyao.
Chen Jinyao: "Chichi, your expression is not right."
After a pause, he turned his gaze to Yan Cheng again, "Look at your father crying just now, is it embarrassing?"
"No." Yan Cheng frowned, pretending to be calm, but his voice was a little hoarse than usual, "You guys are talking about yours, why do you have to talk about me."
Yan Chi glanced at him: "It's so embarrassing."
Yan Cheng: "..."
As soon as the joke was said, the abnormal atmosphere just now dissipated a lot.
Small talk dragged on for a few minutes.
Yan Chi never forgot that he was going to see his sister.
Yan Cheng felt his sleeve being pulled again.
Gently, but just enough to make you feel it.
He raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes pretending to be puzzled. Sure enough, he saw the earnest hope in his son's eyes, and fragments of light flickered from the hope.
"Father, I want to visit my sister." Yan Chi lowered his voice.
"Oh." Yan Cheng was unmoved, and even raised his lips to deliberately tease him with a half-smile: "My uncle went to see it just now, why didn't you follow?"
"..." Yan Chi curled his lips and remained silent.
Yan Cheng sneered lazily. To be honest, he really can't understand this kid now. He has grown from a chatterbox to a dull gourd. He can't type a word after a long shot. It's not as fun as when he was a child. The boy's head paused, and Yan Cheng finally showed mercy: "Okay, I'll take you there."
As the saying goes, you have to pay back sooner or later when you come out to hang out.
Yan Chi was young and ignorant,
The thing about Luo Yang being ugly, now it's a feng shui turn, and the retribution is on his own sister.
The nursery is much more lively than Chen Jinyao's ward.
But this "hustle and bustle" does not mean that there are endless chatter, but that there are too many people. The Yan family's yang is prosperous, and the yin is weak. When this little girl is born, she will definitely be the one who attracts a lot of attention.
When Yan Chi peeled away the crowd like a little loach and went straight to the destination,
He saw Luo Yang snatching his seat, lying on his back in front of the glass cover, his big eyes blinking.
"..." This is very angry.
Yan Chi ground his back molars, narrowed his eyes, and stood quietly behind Luo Yang like a ghost, his eyes gleaming with unkindness.
Until, Luo Yang recklessly commented: "Sister is so ugly."
Snapped!
Little Luo Yang was slapped on the back of the head, "Oh."
Disaster fell from heaven.
Little Luo Yang was a little confused.
As the little devil king of the world, he had never received such treatment.
Immediately turned his head ferociously.
Well, it looks like Brother Chi who is even more fierce than him.
"..." He faltered instantly.
In the blink of an eye, tears turned into tears, pretending to be pitiful: "Brother."
But this trick didn't work for Yan Chi.
Yan Chi's face was expressionless, his jaw was tightened, his eyes narrowed, and he asked lightly: "Please repeat what you just said, I didn't hear clearly."
Luo Yang fears nothing but Yan Chi.
The adults didn't notice the turmoil on their side, so whether they could survive, it all depended on Luo Yang himself.
At this moment, he even forgot to blink his eyes, his mind was full of desire to survive.
After a long while, he said timidly, "I said my sister is really pretty."
Yan Chi was suspicious: "Really?"
"Really, really." Little Luo Yang nodded frantically.
"Um?"
"Sister is the prettiest girl I've ever seen!" The tiger's body shook, and he quickly raised his claws to swear. He paused, rolled his eyes, and remembered the new survival posture: "Brother, don't worry, I will help you watch after my sister goes to school."
Yan Chi readily agreed: "Okay, you remember."
Little friend Luo Yang: "..."
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It was also because of this that Yan Chi, who was partial to the childish ghost, reluctantly let him go.
The experience of Luo Yang's child is called "survival after catastrophe".
From then on, he was dragged into the sister-controlling camp by his brother Yan Chi.
And get stuck in it, unable to extricate themselves!
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Younger sister of the Yan family,
The big name is Yan Wanchu, and the nickname is Yan Zaozao.
They were all taken by her brother Yan Chi.
The main reason is that Yan Cheng and Chen Jinyao are lazy.
Lazily want to move lazily.
Seeing that Yan Chi really liked his sister so much, he half-jokingly threw the dictionary to him, and half-truthfully entrusted him with the big task of choosing a name.
Anyway, Yan Chi took it seriously.
He nestled into the study, not thinking about food or tea.
I stayed in the study all afternoon,
When I finally came out, I was refreshed.
Chen Jinyao washed two bunches of grapes and put them on the coffee table. When she heard her son report her sister's name, she raised her eyes and looked at Yan Cheng, then turned her eyes and raised her eyebrows at her son, "So, what's the matter?" Is it allegorical?"
Yan Chi straightened his back proudly, "Of course."
"Oh?" Yan Cheng took off his gold-rimmed glasses, leaned back on the sofa, and said lazily, "Then explain to me."
Yan Chi was actually very clear, "It's similar to my name."
"Wan Chu, Wan Chu, let's take a closer look, do you understand?" The thinking ability is also good, but it just happens to be half-sentenced.
After thinking about it, he kindly highlighted the important points: "Late, late!"
Just like my "late" is the same reason.
"Mom and Dad, I calculated carefully. My younger sister is in kindergarten. I am about to graduate from elementary school. My younger sister is in elementary school. I am about to graduate from junior high school. My younger sister is in junior high school. I am already in college."
Chen Jinyao looked away calmly: "..."
The setting sun streams in directly from the window sill.
The light is full of orange warmth.
My sister sleeps almost all day, in a crib in a bedroom on the first floor.
Of course Yancheng could easily hear the accusation in his son's words, and immediately chuckled, "Why don't you let your sister be called Wansheng?"
"It's too ugly." He wrinkled his nose and answered Yan Cheng without thinking.
"What about Zao Zao?" Chen Jinyao picked a grape and peeled it, "Isn't the nickname Zao Zao contradicting the meaning of Wan Chu?"
"No." Yan Chi said.
Then, under the probing gazes of the two adults, he said such an irrefutable sentence very confidently: "My younger sister's nickname is Zao Zao. I think this means that her birth will happen sooner or later."
Yan Cheng was successfully persuaded: "..."
Chen Jinyao choked speechlessly: "?"
After a while, he turned his head to ask Yan Cheng's opinion, "Is it so casual?"
And Yan Cheng just gave up, "It's just as long as he is happy."
It sounds good anyway.
So far, Yan Zaozao's name and nickname have been finalized.
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The gears of time keep turning.
In the blink of an eye, Yan Chi had already started sixth grade.
Yan Cheng and Chen Jinyao have good genes,
Gave him a good skin.
In the past, when I was small, I could only describe it as cute and chubby at most.
It's different now. Since the fourth grade, Yan Chi has begun to transform at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his height has been growing up slowly.
It grew so long that it was transferred from the middle of the class to the back door of the class.
Became the tallest boy in the class.
Information Age,
Children today mature much earlier than before.
At a young age, I knew which boy was the most handsome and which girl was the best-looking in the class.
Yan Chi was naturally on the list.
After all, he is also a cool and innocent boy.
in school,
Yan Chi had only one or two close friends.
Except for these two buddies, he is particularly indifferent to others.
Therefore, when elementary school students set up their own gangs and spread gossip about each other, the only ones who said Yan Chi were those few words, and the most common ones were that he was too proud.
Ao, in other words, ugly is difficult to get along with.
Every time someone says that.
Yan Chi's friends would angrily refute.
Xindao: You have never seen how he treats his sister.
Yan Chi also felt that these people took things out of context.
But he didn't bother to argue.
There's nothing wrong with being a cool young man.
His dad said, "Don't be like me when I was young anyway."
"What were you like when you were young?" He was hugging his sister to watch cartoons at the time, and upon hearing this, he asked casually without raising his head.
His father was proud: "Suave and suave, passionate."
he:"… …"
Friday, half past two in the afternoon.
It happened to be the time when school was over.
Chen Jinyao brought Yan Zao to pick Yan Chi up.
Because it happened to be the National Day holiday, and it was rare to have such a long holiday, Yan Cheng proposed the idea of the whole family going on vacation.
It was a temporary idea, and Yan Zaozao's children raised their hands and feet to agree.
The little girl fluttered her big eyes and said sweetly, "Daddy, you are so kind."
True. Daughter slave. Yan Cheng: ⊙ω⊙
This life is enough.
That's why there was this scene of coming to pick up Yan Chi today.
Because the school is relatively close to home, Yan Chi usually takes the bus home by himself.
half past two,
The sun outside dries people out.
Yan Zao sat on the child safety seat in the back seat, dangling his short legs.
After a while, after hearing the bell ringing in the school, he twisted his little body tightly against the car window, and Putao stared at the students wearing little yellow hats pouring out without blinking.
"Brother is so slow."
Chen Jinyao: "Well, my brother doesn't like to squeeze with others."
Yan Zao turned her head, "Mom!"
"Um."
"Let's go down and wait for brother!"
"It's not good." Chen Jinyao hesitated a little, "Then the sun will make you tan early."
"I'm not afraid of the sun early." The milk's voice was childish, sonorous and powerful.
"Mom, are you okay?"
"Mother."
"Mother."
"Mother!"
As I get older, I can't stand this kind of acting like a baby.
As soon as she heard "Mom" obediently and glutinously, Chen Jinyao felt her heart melted, "Okay, okay."
The little girl usually goes out to make repeated orders not to bask in the sun and not to get dark, but now it's time to pick up her brother, how can she control so much.
The relationship between the siblings is so good that it is really enviable.
Just let it dry, it will be healthier.
Chen Jinyao got out of the car and carried Yan Zao Zao down.
Yan Zaozao insisted on walking by herself, but Chen Jinyao couldn't help it, so she just said: "Now we have to cross the road, wait for your mother to carry you across the road before you walk by yourself."
Yan Zao shook his head and refused, and very seriously counter-educated Chen Jinyao, saying: "Mom, I have to learn to grow up by myself."
Chen Jinyao: "..."
Seven or eight minutes later.
The students who left the school gradually dispersed.
Yan Zaozao stood in the shadow of Chen Jinyao, stretched his neck on tiptoes, and with his waist crossed, he struggled to find his brother in the crowd.
Not long after, Chen Jinyao bent down and pointed to the little girl, "Here, brother is out."
The little girl's eyes lit up, "Where?"
The cold boy is unique.
He just doesn't wear a yellow hat.
So walking in the crowd is particularly prominent.
He lowered his eyelashes, pursed his lips, and walked out slowly with his hands in his pockets.
The serious look with a sullen expression made many people shy away.
Until a sticky sound, "Brother."
He paused, raised his eyes, and looked around.
A few seconds later, his eyes stopped on Xiao BuDian, who was more than ten steps away.
The little one wears pigtails,
grin at him.
Then he broke away from his mother holding her hand, and Sa Yazi rushed towards him.
"elder brother."
Yan Chi bent his eyes, and the line of his lips rose imperceptibly.
A low laugh rolled out of his throat.
He walked forward quickly, opened his arms, grabbed Yan Zaozao who was about to pounce on him, hugged her upside down, turned his face to look at her with a soft expression.
"Did you come to pick up your brother early?"
Yan Zaozao tilted his little head, "Yeah!"
"I miss my brother a long time ago."
The corners of Yan Chi's mouth rose wildly: "...Mm."
Beep beep.
The cold person can't keep it.