A hill outside the city of Mingcheng in the south of the Yangtze River, build a wall to enclose the ground, is located in a large mansion, overlooking the visible wall, the green mountains and flowing water have become the landscape of the garden, the pavilions and pavilions are scattered and dense, a group of maids or holding things, or busy, one by one laughter, the fish come and go, look very harmonious and bright.

In front of the house, the high vermilion lacquer gate, the four village guards guarded the door two in front and two behind, their hands crossed behind their backs, their legs fell steadily to the ground like tree roots, and their solemn expressions did not blink when the wind blew through their eyes. Looking, compatible with the atmosphere and solemn house style, people dare not violate, on the top of their heads, on the door plaque, the four big characters of "Longfeng Villa" dragon flying wind, powerful, eye-catching.

Longfeng Villa is a well-known sect in the rivers and lakes, in the heyday, its power is not only in the rivers and lakes to turn over the clouds and hands for the rain, and can even stretch out its hands to the palace compound, participating in a lot of palace secrets, court coups. But in the past two hundred years, Longfeng Villa has been a lot quieter, no longer meddles in royal affairs, but safely does the position of the overlord of the rivers and lakes, many people think that his power is not as good as the rumors in the past, however, this does not affect the status of Longfeng Villa is still heard.

However, the reputation on the outside does not affect the life on the inside of Dragon Phoenix Villa.

In the manor, a four-year-old boy is holding the hand of a child younger than him, walking in the garden.

The younger child, who looked no more than two years old, had obviously just learned to walk, and was a little clumsy, pouting, holding his brother's hand, and looking intently at the uneven cobblestone path with his head down.

The older boy with him had a straight face, looking at the way his younger brother walked, frowning from time to time, fortunately he didn't urge, but after a long time, he couldn't help but speed up his pace.

The younger brother chased hard, accidentally hit one of his feet, and fell directly on his back on the cobblestones.

Wow, the little guy cried.

Fortunately, the elder brother's unexpected reaction was quick, and the blocking arm was protected in time, although it did not prevent falling, but after all, there was a buffer, so that the younger brother who landed on the ground was not injured by Yanzhòng. It's just that I still can't avoid kowtowing on my head, and it hurts.

This younger brother is afraid of pain on weekdays, but this fall, no longer strict, and he cried so loudly that his brows wrinkled even tighter, and he pulled his face, "Hey, Yu Xiqiao, it's obviously a man, a manly man, bleeding without tears, why are you like a girl, crying at every turn, it's not a shame!" ”

There was a bit of impatience and contempt in his tone, but while scolding, he still looked like an older brother, helped his younger brother up, bent over, and patted the dust on his younger brother's body.

Yu Xiqiao was crying enough, but when he was reprimanded by his brother like this, he immediately cried even more, crying and shouting: "Brother bullies people!" Brother scolding! My brother is not a man, my brother scolds Qiaoqiao! ”

The elder brother straightened his waist, listening to his younger brother with a handful of snot and tears falling, and did not forget to complain about his own appearance, the little adult's face was shocked, incredible, this obviously fell by himself, and now he is scolded like this, outsiders listen to it, and he bullied him to make him fall!

Also, what does it mean that "my brother is not a man"?

Frowning: "Do you stinky boy have itchy skin, I'm not a man anymore!" It's not that you should scold you, what does this have to do with whether I am a man? ”

After all, he is a child, and his temperament has a more genuine side of a child, especially a boy who loves face very much, where can he tolerate others to say this about himself.

Qiao Qiao didn't give up: "Yu Xifeng, you are a bad brother!" I want a sister, I don't want a brother! ”

Hey! This kid is getting more and more energetic!

Yu Xifeng glared: "Do you want a younger brother like you?" Little brat, crying nose, girls play in the pile, I want Sister Xiaolei, okay, you look for Xiaolei, she is not at home now, I see where you go to find her! ”

As he spoke, he shook his hand and tilted his head to ignore it.

I was obviously angry when I looked at it.

As if he had forgotten about jì, he himself was just a four-year-old kid.

Yu Xiqiao only cried more lively.

The movement of the two children here quickly attracted a large group of maids.

When everyone came over, they saw that two children, one older and one younger, raised their heads arrogantly, turned their bodies slightly, their faces were slightly gloomy, their mouths were flat, their arms were folded in front of their chests, and they looked angry. The other stood lonely on the side, crying with his mouth open and his eyes closed, because he was crying so badly, his thin shoulders trembled and trembled, and he complained to his brother aggrievedly while crying.

It seems that the two children are having an awkward relationship.

"Ouch, my young master Qiaoqiao, why are you crying so sadly, crying so much that Grandma Liu's heart is about to break!"

A mother-in-law at the front walked over in a few steps, squatted down and pulled Qiaoqiao, coaxing.

Jojo was busy crying and didn't explain.

Some people also walked over and looked at Feng Feng, unlike Qiao Qiao, although this child is not big, but he looks much older than ordinary children, just standing there, not very close.

"Young Master Fengfeng, what's wrong? Didn't you guys have a good time, why did Young Master Qiao Qiao start crying? ”

Before Yu Xifeng could speak, he saw that someone was coming over there.

The woman walking in front, dressed in a goose-yellow skirt wrapped in a tall and graceful figure, had a simple graceful bun on her head, slightly powdered, and her face was beautiful and beautiful, especially those eyes, which were obviously gentle willow eyes, but with a little shrewdness, she suddenly went to a trace of gentleness, and had a little more momentum.

She was followed by several maids, and the one standing closest to her was a woman of the same age as her, also gentle and beautiful, dressed better than the others, and looked like a first-class maid.

When everyone saw the people who came over, they hurriedly saluted respectfully: "Madam." ”

Jin Xin nodded slightly, looked at the situation in front of him, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"This, we don't know, we heard Young Master Qiaoqiao's cry, and now we don't understand what's going on?"

"Mother......

As he was talking, Qiao Qiao, who was crying, walked towards Jin Xin aggrievedly and hugged Jin Xin's leg: "Mother, my brother bullied me!" ”

When Jin Xin heard this, he glanced at Fengfeng.

When Fengfeng saw his mother's questioning gaze, he stopped holding it, and was silent, before he responded angrily: "He didn't walk well, and when he fell, he started crying." ”

"No, no, it's my brother, my brother thinks I'm walking slowly, and I deliberately walked fast, so I fell!" Qiao Qiao learned to walk much slower than ordinary children, but learning to speak is surprisingly strange, and now he can speak neatly, he pulled his eyes, and said: "My brother still scolds me, saying that I am a girl!" I fell and I was in pain, and he wouldn't let me cry! ”

The more Qiao Qiao spoke, the more aggrieved she became, and the tears that had just stopped fell again.

Jin Xin lowered his head, looking at his youngest son like this, he couldn't cry or laugh, pulled away Qiao Qiao, who was holding his leg tightly, and squatted down: "Okay, okay, don't cry." Didn't it hurt to fall? Show my mother, where did you fall? ”

Qiaoqiao's little finger pointed to his forehead: "This way." ”

"Oops, it must hurt." Jin Xin deliberately said loudly, looking distressed, pulled Yu Xiqiao's head, and kissed it twice: "Mother kisses, kisses don't hurt." ”

Her kiss seemed to have a magical effect, and after Yu Xiqiao was kissed twice, she seemed to feel that it didn't hurt anymore, and her crying was much quieter.

He grabbed Jin Xin's hand, a little embarrassed: "It's still good to be a mother, my mother loves me, unlike my brother, if my brother had kissed me just now, I would have been fine, and he scolded me." ”

Feng Feng listened, his eyes widened, this stinky boy, when will he read it, and also, he is a dignified man, he doesn't kiss girls, what do you do kiss him!

Feeling Feng Feng's gaze, Qiao Qiao shrank into Jin Xin's arms, tilted his head and didn't dare to look at Feng Feng, and only asked Jin Xin in a low voice: "Mother, when will Sister Xiaolei come home?" I miss her. Sister Xiaolei is much gentler, unlike my brother, I'm afraid that my brother will ......"

No matter how little an adult looks, he is still a child in the end, as soon as Yu Xifeng heard this, he finally couldn't hold his breath and became anxious: "Yu Xiqiao, if you talk nonsense again, if you didn't pester me to take you away just now, do you think I rarely take you!" I used to have a good time with the rice balls, but I was ruined by you! ”

Feng Feng gritted his teeth, but the expression on his face did not change much, but his face was calm, his dark and shiny eyes were staring at his younger brother, and without any extra movements, that look was enough to let people know how angry he was now.

Jin Xin looked at Feng Feng's beautiful eyes, and in a trance, he saw a face through those eyes.

That face is not very handsome, but the facial features are three-dimensional, just right together, with indescribable charm, and it is also a face with no expression, but when you are angry, it is so the same face, and it can also be vivid because of the slightly changing face and deep pupils.

It's been three years since he left, and Feng Feng, who only learned to walk back then, is now so old that he can learn to walk with his younger brother who is two years younger, and it is strange to say that this child clearly looks a little more like himself, especially his eyebrows and eyes, but for some reason, the charm of his eyebrows and eyes and his temperament are very similar to Yu Zijing.

It's also strange that in the past three years, there has been no such person's existence in the child's life at all, and it should not be affected, but the temperament is all engraved by him, especially as Fengfeng grows bigger and bigger, and the temperament is becoming more and more similar. Could it be that this is the so-called father-son blood?

If that's the case, she really doesn't know what to say.

Time is a good medicine, which can make people gradually forget the past, but she suddenly feels that time may be a catalyst for her, catalyzing their abundance to grow up a little bit, a little like him, and indirectly reminding her, making her think of him, so that she can't help but remember the past more and more firmly.

More recently, even more.

Jin Xin sighed almost inaudibly, beckoned to Fengfeng, asked him to come over, and said, "Fengfeng, Qiao Qiao is a younger brother, he is still young, you have to take care of it more as an elder brother, you know?" ”

Feng Feng was obviously not very happy, but after thinking about it, he still nodded and said, "Mother, I know." ”

On the side, Qiao Qiao saw that his brother had softened, so he bent the corners of his lips proudly, wiped away his tears with the back of his hand, and approached Fengfeng with courage: "Brother, my mother said, you have to take care of me!" ”

Feng Feng glared, and he immediately retracted into Jin Xin's arms in fear, but he was crooked there, grinning and snickering, completely forgetting that he was crying heartbreakingly just now.

"What are all these people doing here?"

At this moment, a warm voice sounded, and when I looked up, I saw a handsome man in white calmly walking through the flower garden and walking over.

Qiao Qiao, who was originally leaning on Jin Xin's arms and was coquettish, saw the person with a long neck, and immediately his eyes lit up, and the girl ran towards the other party, he couldn't run fast, and he would fall down at any time, but it could also be seen that he really wished he could fly.

The man smiled a few steps faster, bent down and scooped up the little guy who ran in front of him, and hugged him into his arms, only to hear Qiaoqiao cry sweetly: "Daddy!" ”

Feng Feng watched from behind and muttered, "What, I didn't see him so able to walk and run just now!" ”

Jin Xin heard it, and looked at the dissatisfied voice of his eldest son with his arms in front of him, and laughed dumbly.

Seeing that the man came over with Qiaoqiao in his arms, the maids and women saluted one after another: "The second owner." ”

Qiao Qixing nodded with a smile and walked up to Jin Xin: "What's the matter, a group of people are together." ”

Before Jin Xin could answer, he saw Qiao Qiao snatching the white first: "My brother bullied me just now!" However, it doesn't matter, my mother said my brother, and my brother also knew that it was wrong! ”

While speaking, his little face was still raised, and he looked quite proud.

Feng Feng pursed the corners of his lips, as if he was too lazy to care.

Qiao Qixing looked at it and smiled: "Qiao Qiao sued again." It must be that you are not well-behaved, otherwise how could my brother bully you? Who doesn't know how much my brother loves you! ”

Qiao Qiao blushed slightly, but he didn't admit it, don't look over: "It's not!" ”

Feng Feng stood silently beside Jin Xin, looking at Qiao Qixing, his eyes moving, and he wanted to stop talking.

Qiao Qixing noticed it, squatted down, and looked at Yu Xifeng: "Fengfeng, my younger brother is young, he is not sensible, and if he does something wrong in the future, don't be polite, you have to learn a lesson." ”

"Daddy!" Qiao Qiao was angry and patted Qiao Qixing's chest, the child's strength was not heavy at all, like tickling.

Feng Feng saw it, but he burst out laughing, and he was embarrassed, so he immediately put on a new face and looked to the side uncomfortably.

Qiao Qixing saw it, smiled, and reached out to touch Fengfeng's head.

The child didn't hide, and his face was still stained with a layer of red.

Jin Xin looked at it quietly.

Qiao Qiao said to Qiao Qixing again: "Daddy, daddy, can you walk with me?" ”

The voice is crisp, obviously a boy, but the tone is so sweet.

Qiao Qixing pinched his cheek, "Okay." ”

So, he took Qiaoqiao to learn the practice path in front.

Jin Xin turned his head and asked the other subordinates to be busy with something, and for a while, the people who gathered together dispersed.

Feng Feng stood next to Jin Xin, looking at the picture of Qiao Qixing walking with Qiao Qiao in a daze, thoughtfully.

Jin Xin lowered his head, saw his expression, and asked, "Fengfeng, do you want to accompany Daddy Xing to teach your younger brother together?" ”

Feng Feng flattened his mouth and shook his head.

Seeing that he was worried, Jin Xin bent down and picked him up, walked to the side of the stone bench and sat down, and asked, "What's wrong?" Not happy to see Daddy Xing? ”

Feng Feng pursed his lips, as if he hesitated for a moment, before he raised his head and looked at Jin Xin, with a sincere inquiry in his black and white eyes: "Mother, where is our father?" ”

Jin Xin was stunned, facing the child's sincere eyes, a trace of panic flashed in her heart, she raised her head, and looked at Ziqin, who was also a little surprised, before looking at the child again: "Fengfeng, do you remember him?" ”

Feng Feng shook his head, looking a little distressed: "I don't remember much." I dreamed about it when I dreamed. That person is not the same as Daddy Xing. ”

“……”

Actually, Feng Feng remembered Yu Zijing, but his memory was a little vague, so it felt like he was dreaming. He remembered that his father in the dream was very tall, always dressed in black, with black hair and black eyes, and he didn't always seem to be happy, but he always accompanied his mother and him.

It's just that I can't remember what it looks like.

Thinking of this, Feng Feng frowned again.

The way he frowned was also very similar to Yu Zijing.

Jin Xin looked at it and thought for a long time before she sighed slightly, and she asked: "Fengfeng, every time you see Daddy Xing, you are strange, you seem to like it very much, but you don't kiss him, is it because you know that he is not your own father?" ”

"How can he be our own father, and we don't have the same surname as him."

Feng Feng is four years old, and he knows that children have to follow their father's surname, just like Sister Baozi and Tangyuan, they follow Uncle Qiao's surname Qiao.

When Jin Xin heard this, he was speechless.

She looked at Fengfeng: "Fengfeng, do you want to see your father?" ”

Feng Feng raised his head and looked at Jin Xin: "Can I see him?" ”

Jin Xin's face froze, and he felt like he was lifting a stone to hit his feet.

Seeing that Jin Xin didn't speak, the brilliance in Fengfeng's eyes dimmed, and he muttered, "It's okay not to see." I'm just curious. ”

As he spoke, he struggled to get off Jin Xin, looked at Yu Xiqiao and Qiao Qixing having a good time, sighed, shook his head, turned around and left.

Ziqin saw it, and hurriedly called a little maid behind her to follow.

"This kid is hiding such a thing." Jin Xin sat there, looked at Fengfeng's back, sighed, and then felt some self-blame and guilt: "I, as a mother, don't even know." ”

Ziqin glanced at her and comforted: "Madam, the eldest young master is introverted and quiet, and he doesn't like to talk about anything, which is really difficult to detect." ”

"But I'm his mother."

"Madame......"

No wonder he always looked at Qixing with strange eyes every time. After all, he is four years old, unlike Qiao Qiao, he knows that Qixing is not his biological father, and he is such a stubborn character, it is indeed difficult to let him get close to Qixing without barriers. ”