When Ji Rinfeng was five years old, Ji Annuan was three years old.

These two children are quite good-looking, and they have completely inherited the excellent genes of Ji Huaishen and Mu Xiaocheng.

However, as he gets older, Ji Rinfeng's temperament is becoming more and more like Ji Huaishen.

Always looks like a little adult, and knows a lot.

But it hurts my sister very much.

Ji Annuan is different.

Three-year-olds are really the most noisy time, they love to draw, and the walls of the house are full of her graffiti.

As for what the painting is, Mu Xiaocheng can only say that it is very abstract and cannot be understood.

After dinner, Ji Rinfeng sat on the sofa in the living room and read a book.

The book was taken in his father's study, and he was reading it with relish.

When I see something I don't understand, I will frown and scratch it with a pen.

Xiao Annuan squatted on the carpet and played with toys, suddenly as if she had thought of something, raised her head, and stared at Ji Rinfeng with a pair of big watery eyes.

She asked in a milky voice: "Brother, why is our father different from other people's fathers?" ”

Ji Rinfeng heard his sister's question, closed the book in his hand, and asked expressionlessly, "Why is it different?" ”

"Our dad had a broken leg, unlike other people's dads."

"Is Dad an alien? Because he has a machine leg. ”

Ji Rinfeng put down the book in his hand and beckoned to Xiao An Nuan like a little adult.

Xiao An ran to Ji Rinfeng with a warm chatter, her eyes wide open, waiting for her brother to explain her doubts.

"Our dads are really different from other people's dads, because our dads are heroes."

As he spoke, Xiao Rin Feng took out his mobile phone and clicked on a piece of news from a long time ago.

Pointing to the text on it, he patiently explained to his sister: "Uncle Lu and the news above both said that Dad alone wiped out a gang of evil criminal organizations and saved many people. Although Daddy has become different, Daddy's legs are a medal of the victors, just like ...... The kindergarten gives you the same little red flower. ”

Xiao Rin Feng talked about his father, and there was a strong sense of pride in his tone and eyes.

Xiao An Nuan nodded heavily, and said innocently: "Then my little red flowers will be given to my father in the future, because my father is a hero." ”

Monsoon: "......"

Well, there's nothing wrong with that.

After a while, Xiao An Nuan asked in a milky voice: "Then will my brother also be a hero in the future?" ”

Ji Rinfeng pondered for a moment and nodded slowly.

"My brother will be your hero with your mother in the future."

He didn't really know what it really meant to be a hero.

But my mother said that as long as you can protect the things you cherish, protect your family and friends, you are a hero.

"My brother is the best."

Xiao An Nuan giggled, innocent, clean and cute.

Mu Xiaocheng and Ji Huaishen stood at the top of the stairs, and the words of the two siblings just now came to their ears word for word.

An inexplicable warm current spread in Ji Huaishen's heart, and he knew that this was the warmth from his family.

Mu Xiaocheng wrapped her arms around his waist, buried her face in his chest, and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Mr. Ji." I like to mention two small fans. ”

Ji Huai kissed her forehead deeply, his eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice: "Thank you." ”

Thank you for giving me the most beautiful love.

Give me, Dawn.

Thank you for giving me a happy and warm home.

"Ji Huaishen, I love you."

Her voice was crisp and pleasant, striking his heart, again and again.

That was, initially, sweet heartbeat.

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