The temperature in early autumn in Cloud City is cool and comfortable, and the blue sky is clear and bright.

In an old Chinese-style mansion that covers an extremely large area, Wen Fan is holding a small white cloth basket in his hand, and is bending down along the grass of the garden to pick up small stones and flower bones that have fallen from the flower bed.

The child has soft black hair, snow-white skin, and is wearing a set of goose-yellow small bib pants, and his little face is round when he purses his mouth and does not speak, which is very cute.

He hummed the lyrics of a children's song softly in his mouth, and if he listened carefully, he could hear the soft and sweet voice of the child with words like "little flower", "little grass" and "little bird", and the tone was light and soft.

Wen Fan picked up a round turquoise stone in the flower garden and just put it in the basket when he was suddenly attracted by the movement on the lawn.

He blinked, as if he heard the sound of child L crying.

He looked around with some confusion, but did not find the figure of the adult, hesitated for a moment, and then walked in the direction of the sound with a small cloth basket.

Wen Fan slowly approached and saw clearly the movement behind the flower garden, a chubby little boy fell to the ground, and the other was very tall, dressed in a neat and handsome little sportswear, and was pressing the fat boy to beat him to death.

It's too secluded to see what's going on without walking in.

The little chubby boy cried and rolled around with tears on his face: "I was wrong, I was wrong, Shao Yi don't beat me with you, I'll pay you when I go back." ”

The tall boy started quickly and ruthlessly, got up neatly after the last hit, and then kicked him hard in the ass: "Let your mother take you and get out of here, you are not welcome in my family." ”

Wen Fan was stunned, and the small cloth basket fell to the ground with a "snap".

The tall boy noticed him, looked back, and Wen Fan saw him clearly, and stepped back a little.

This boy is so fierce-looking.

It's also so fierce to speak.

Shao Yisui: "Who are you?" ”

Wen Fan pursed his lips and didn't dare to answer, because he heard the boy just say to the little fat boy, "You are not welcome in my family", and he was also brought by his mother as a guest, so this boy must not welcome him either.

He was so frightened that he took several steps back, and without saying a word, he turned around and ran, and the small cloth basket that fell to the ground was gone.

Wen Fan ran so fast that he didn't listen to the voice calling him from behind, and ran all the way home and threw himself directly into Wen's mother's arms.

Wen Qiyin looked at his little cutie who was sweating and panting, lowered his head and pinched his little face with both hands and smiled: "What's the matter, Fanfan, running in such a hurry." ”

Wen Fan just shook his head and buried himself in Wen Xuanyin's waist to hide, like a little quail.

Song Nuan looked around and muttered: "Yi Sui doesn't know where to run with this stinky boy, I said earlier that he would take his younger brother to play for a while, and he didn't see anyone all day." ”

Mrs. Ming also looked outside: "Ji Yang too, after coming, he ran out like crazy." ”

Wen Fan was the only child present who knew about it, he secretly pulled the corner of Wen Luoyin's clothes, and whispered "Mom", he wanted to tell his mother that the very fierce child was beating the little fat child, and he also wanted to tell his mother that he wanted to go home.

Wen Qiyin looked at today's strange little guy, took him into his arms and asked, "What do you want to say to your mother?" ”

Wen Fan was about to speak, when a figure suddenly walked in outside the door.

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Not a single blade of grass was glued, as if it had just finished some art training class outside.

He was holding a familiar small cloth basket in his hand and looked towards Wen Fan.

Wen Fan felt that he had been caught in a complaint, so he was so frightened that he hid behind Wen Fan and hidden, and the little fat boy behind the tall boy also came in after a while, with a dirty body of soil and grass roots, which was a deterrent and warning to Wen Fan.

His eyes were red with fright, and he kept whispering, "Mom...... Mom...... I want to go home......"

"Aunt Wen." The boy walked over: "The cumbersome things have fallen." ”

Wen Fan buried his head and hugged Wen Qianyin, Wen Luoyin took the small cloth basket and said with a smile: "Fanfan, see that Yi has brought the small basket back to you with my brother, come out and thank my brother and say hello to my brother." ”

Wen Fan probed his brain, and first looked at the little fat boy who was wiping his tears beside Mrs. Ming.

The eyes of the two met, and the little fat boy suddenly cried: "Mom, I want to eat little cherries." ”

Wen Fan saw the little fat child crying, he also flattened his mouth and sobbed, and finally the living room was full of children's cries one after another, Mrs. Ming saw her child rolled into a loach, and cried non-stop, so she didn't stay long and left.

There was only one child left in the old house, Wen Fan, he was really scared, but the relationship between his mother and Aunt Song seemed to be very good, and she wanted him to know the fierce boy, and kept asking him to call her brother.

Wen Fan was half-hidden behind Wen's mother, revealing a sharp head, and called out in a very small voice: "Brother." ”

Shao Yisui felt that the child in front of him was very cute.

Although he has always hated children and his peers, this child, who looks like a little doll, seems to be the exception.

He stretched out his hand and whispered, "Would you like to have a snack?" Brother take you. ”

Wen Fan blinked.

Twenty minutes later, upstairs in the room.

Wen Fan sat on the sofa eating a small snack, his cheeks bulging like a little hamster, and the boy sitting next to him wiped the crumbs from his mouth with a handkerchief and asked, "Is it delicious?" ”

The child replied softly, "It's delicious." ”

Shao Yi continued to coax people: "Then come to my house next time, okay?" ”

Wen Fan whispered: "Fan Fan came with my mother." ”

The meaning of the child is very simple, that is, he can't come alone, and he has to follow the adult to come.

Shao Yi took a piece of dim sum from the plate with the root, this plate of dim sum is made by the newly invited pastry chef at home, and he understands the tastes and preferences of children very well, when Ming Jiyang came, he always went to the kitchen to pester the dessert chef to ask for dessert, and his face was full of crumbs, and he hated it very much.

He fed the dessert to the child's mouth: "Fanfan likes this milk flavor the most, right?" ”

Wen Fan nodded: "Hmm! ”

Shao Yi watched the child obediently open his mouth and poke his little body to eat dessert from his hand, thinking, how can he be so cute with a round face and a small mouth.

"Next time you want to have a snack, come to my house, and I'll ask the chef to cook a lot for you."

Wen Fan nodded: "Thank you, brother." ”

Shao Yi then went back to the topic just now and coaxed: "You can directly tell your mother that you want to come to my house, and I will pick you up." ”

The child's big eyes flickered: "Is it okay?" ”

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When Wen Fan took a bath after returning home that night, he heard his little guy say obediently: "Mom, my brother gave me a snack today, but it was delicious, can Fanfan go to my brother's house next time to play?" ”

Wen Qiyin put bubbles on the child's soft hair, and said with a smile: "Aren't you afraid of my brother today?" Let you say hello to your brother and hide behind, and you're not afraid? ”

Wen Fan pinched the duckling floating in the water and shook his head.

"My brother didn't hit me."

Wen Qianyin didn't think much about the meaning of Wen Fan's words, he just thought it was a child's words, and said softly: "When Fanfan wants to go to my brother, tell my mother, and my mother will send you to Aunt Song's house, or take my brother over." ”

Wen Fan nodded.

The child is simple-minded, and his mind is full of those delicious desserts made by the Shao family's dessert chef, because the desserts are delicious, so by the way, he also thinks that the fierce brother is weird.

He boasted: "My brother is very good-looking. ”

Wen Qiyin: "That Fanfan likes my brother very much?" ”

Wen Fanxiang, I like my brother's desserts, and I like my brother.

He nodded: "Hmm! Like. ”

Wen Fan is six years old this year, still in the kindergarten L kindergarten class, the child is very well raised, beautiful and polite, there is a little master in the class who has pestered him for a long time, shouting every day to be good friends with him.

The little young master has been pampered since he was a child, domineering and noisy, always bullying people, taking in a lot of little followers, Wen Fan doesn't like to play with him, every time the little young master comes, Wen Fan hides far away.

On this day, the little master came to block people again, from the end of class to the end of school, Wen Fan followed the teacher outside with a small schoolbag.

The little young master followed behind angrily: "You stop for me!" ”

Wen Fancai didn't listen to him.

"You...... You don't wait for me...... I'll hit you when I catch up! ”

Wen Fan ran out of breath, walked out of the gate of the children's L park, looked up and was looking for the driver's figure everywhere, and suddenly rushed over behind him with a huge force.

He was caught up by the little master.

The little young master was really as he said, he was not polite at all, and grabbed Wen Fan's hair to prevent him from leaving: "I said let you wait for me, why don't you wait for me!" ”

The child's hands were not heavy, Wen Fan was pulled and almost fell, his head was dragged so painfully, tears soon filled up in his eyes, his eyes were red, and he was about to cry.

Suddenly, a shadow was placed next to him, and before Wen Fan could react, the little young master who was grabbing him was grabbed by the neckline, and the other hand was pinched on his hand that was pulling Wen Fan's hair.

said, "Let go." ”

The little young master was stunned by the tall boy in front of him, paused for a moment, cried out with a "wow", and let go of his hand.

Shao Yi took the little guy to his side and smoothed his messy hair.

"Does it hurt?"

Wen Fan's eyes lit up, shook his head, and then called out obediently, "Brother." ”

The little master's cry attracted the attention of many people, and the teachers, drivers, and parents of other children soon gathered around.

Shao Yi pulled Wen Fan, explained a few words to the driver of the Shao family, and then pulled Wen Fan into the car, the result

But the young master's driver suddenly stopped his way.

"Hello, I'm ...... of the Lin family"

"Get out."

The boy's eyebrows are very deep, and he can see some mixed-race genes, but his eyes are pure black ink, dark and fierce, as fierce as a little wolf, as if he will rush up and tear him to pieces at any time.

"Don't let me touch this little uneducated thing a second time."

Wen Fan didn't understand what the adults said, he only knew that the brother in front of him helped him teach the little master who bullied him a lesson, he jumped up and down with Shao Yi and followed the Shao family's car, dangling his little feet and sitting in the back seat, watching the brother in front of him bring him a lot of snacks.

He smiled obediently, and his voice was soft: "Brother, are you playing with me today?" ”

Shao Yi leaned down: "Yes, would you like to go home with me to play?" My chef has made a lot of new desserts, would you like to try them? ”

Wen Fan still had a piece of dim sum stuffed in his mouth, and muttered, "Okay, but Fanfan hasn't told his mother yet, and his mother doesn't know and will be worried." ”

Shao Yisui: "I told your mother when I came. ”

Wen Fan tilted his head: "Did you tell your mother that I would go to your house for a snack?" ”

Shao Yisui: "Hmm. ”

Not only did he say that he would let the child come to his house for a snack, but he also said that he would let the child sleep at his house at night.

Wen Fan didn't doubt it at all, and happily followed Shao Yi back to the Shao family's old house, not expecting that he would not be able to return home at night.

He ate delicious food in the old mansion, followed Shao Yi to the room to play with the model airplane, and went to the koi pond in the old mansion to watch the small fish.

Wen Fanke was happy, he thought, my brother is so good.

Brother said let him not call his brother, although Wen Fan couldn't figure it out, he still agreed very obediently, his little hand pulled the corner of Shao Yisui's clothes, and called him by name in a soft voice

, with a little cute nasal voice, said: "Shao Yisui, there are comic books in my school bag, do you want to read them?" ”

Shao Yi dragged him back to the room, not only looked at the picture books in the child's schoolbag, but also took out all the picture books in his own house, and put a whole bookshelf in various ways to give them to him.

Wen Fan obediently only picked one and said, "Thank you." ”

Shao Yi dragged him to read the picture album on the carpet, Wen Fan was lying on his stomach, his little feet were upturned and dangling, and Shao Yi took out a gummy candy from his pocket and fed it to his mouth.

"The peach flavor is L, it's delicious."

Wen Fan obediently opened his mouth and ate it.

Looking at the child's bulging little face, Shao Yi couldn't help it, and gently pinched it with his fingers, which was as soft as he imagined, like a marshmallow.

The child looked up ignorantly and confused.

Shao Yi then pinched him again: "Cute." ”

Wen Fan knew that he was praising himself, pursed his lips and smiled so that his eyes were crooked, and he looked even cuter.

It was getting dark, and Wen Fan was a little tired from reading the comic books, so he closed the book, looked out the window, and asked, "Why hasn't my mother come to pick me up and take me home?" ”

Shao Yi paused and lied to him: "Your mother said to let you sleep at my house at night." ”

Song Nuan was downstairs preparing dinner for the children with her aunt at home, she specially asked about the taste of Wen Xiaowenfan, but as soon as she was halfway done, she heard a child's cry upstairs.

She could hear it faintly

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happened to meet the maid who took care of the child, and when he saw her, he said a little helplessly: "Madam, the little master of the Wen family wants to go home, but our young master won't let me." ”

Song Nuan has always known the stinky temper of his eldest son L, that day the children of the Ming family were covered with dirt, dirty, and had grass roots in their hair, even if they didn't dare to say a word, Song Nuan could guess that it was his own son L's who did it.

She was worried that this bastard boy would bully Wen Fan, and she wouldn't be able to explain to Wen Fan when the time came, so she quickly pushed open the door, and saw a scene that surprised her.

The demon king of his own world was squatting in front of the child, holding him to wipe his tears, and shouting "Fanfan" in his mouth.

"Complicated...... Complicated ...... Baby...... Is it okay not to cry? I can also play with you at night, you can play whatever you want, I'll give you all the comics, and I'll let Uncle Housekeeper deliver them to your house now, okay? ”

Wen Fan sobbed, and his white and tender little face was full of tears: "I...... I want mom, I want to go home. ”

The child was crying so much that he couldn't breathe, Song Nuan hurriedly went in, hugged Wen Fan over and coaxed: "Fanfan, it's my brother who is bad, my brother bullied you?" Is it okay for Aunt Song to beat him? ”

Shao Yi also took the child's little hand: "It's me who is not good." ”

Wen Fan's mouth flattened, and the sobbing sound slowly became smaller.

Song Nuan: "Fanfan wants to go home, Aunt Song will send you back, let you go back to find your mother, be obedient, don't cry, Aunt Song will call her mother and tell her mother that we will go home later." ”

Wen Fan nodded.

Before Song Nuan could make a call, he heard footsteps coming from downstairs.

Shao Ting just finished the meeting, went home and listened to the housekeeper explain the cause and effect, his head was on fire, this bastard boy is just messing around at home, and today he is still doing the thing of robbing other people's children?

He went upstairs just in time to see his wife holding a beautiful child with tears on her face in her arms, and his son L was coaxing people next to him, and his head was beating with anger.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing stopping your Aunt Wen's children? You're going to rebel? I haven't opened the roof for three days, and I haven't settled accounts with you about the antique vase I smashed last time. ”

Shao Yi furrowed his eyebrows, stood up and said, "I said that the tattered vase was knocked down by Shao Yi'an, and you still took it out to talk about it?" ”

"Then did you stop your Aunt Wen's child from coming home?!!

Shao Yi followed the little face, stood there without speaking, and looked at Shao Ting as if carved out of the same mold.

Shao Ting: "You get out of the study for me!" ”

The second floor was noisy, and the housekeeper wiped his sweat behind him and said to Song Nuan: "Madam, does the little young master of the Wen family want to go back now?" I arrange the car. ”

Wen Fan was already stunned and stunned, just before Shao Yisui left, he suddenly ran over and grabbed his hand, and said to Shao Ting: "Uncle Shao, Shao Yisui didn't bully me, don't you beat him, okay?" ”

Seeing this, Song Nuan quickly grabbed Shao Ting, took him outside, and said in a low voice: "Yi Sui just likes Fanfan, seeing Fanfan looks beautiful and cute, I want to play with him for a while, don't be like this, Yi Sui is used to it, what should I do if I am scared of Fanfan?" ”

Shao Ting wanted to say something, but Song Nuan called his name in a serious tone: "Shao Ting." ”

He was defeated: "Okay, okay, I know, I'm not angry, but you have to treat this bastard boy, lawless."

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Song Nuan laughed: "It seems that you weren't like this when you were a child, okay, don't worry about it, Fanfan is a good child, I'll go talk to him." ”

in the room.

Wen Fan blinked his eyes a few times, his voice was still soft and glutinous after crying, he tilted his head and asked, "Shao Yisui, did Uncle Shao beat you before?" ”

Shao Yisui shook his head: "No." ”

In fact, his father has never done anything to him, every time it is like this, the thunder is loud and the rain is small, and he has a way of scaring people, and his temper is more stinky than his.

Wen Fan shook his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have cried, you didn't bully me." ”

The child's eyes were still red, and there were tears on his cheeks, so he began to comfort him and apologize to him, Shao Yi watched his eyelashes being beaten by tears, like a beautiful sunflower.

He reached out and poked the child in the face, making a small hole.

He said, "Then will you stay and play with me at night?" I'm going to give you all my comic strips, and I'll bring you your favorite snacks every day from tomorrow. ”

Wen Fan thought about it for a while: "My mother will tell me stories every day before going to bed and give me warm milk to drink." ”

Shao Yisui: "I will also tell you a story, what flavor of milk do you want to drink, how about I ask people to prepare a cup for each flavor?" ”

Wen Fan finally nodded, and did not forget to add in a whisper: "Only today." ”

The maid listened to their conversation at the door, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly ran to explain it to Song Nuan.

So Wen Fan stayed in the Shao family's old house.

At first, he was scared when Shao Yi didn't let him go home, but then he felt that it wasn't so scary.

Aunt Song is gentle and beautiful, every dish he cooks is what he loves to eat, and his voice when he calls him "Fanfan" is as good as his mother, and he is not afraid of Fanfan at all.

After dinner, Song Nuan brought Wen Fan a new set of small pajamas, which were light blue, with two cute little wings hanging on his back.

Seeing that the child liked it very much, she didn't bother much, and looked at it again before closing the door, and the two children were sitting on the bed talking head to head, looking very warm.

Song Nuan left with peace of mind, not expecting that his bastard would have to sleep at night and be restless.

There were one, two, three, four, or five cups of milk at the head of the bed, Wen Fan looked at those cups and whispered, "Shao Yisui, I can't drink it." ”

Shao Yi got out of bed and walked over with his slippers in his pajamas, picked up one of the cups and handed it to him.

"You take a sip of every cup, and you can drink a little more if you like the taste."

Wen Fan nodded obediently, and finally drank the most banana-flavored milk, and drank most of the cup.

After the child finished drinking, Shao Yi wiped his mouth with his handkerchief and pulled him to lie down in the quilt.

"Lie down and come here." Shao Yi patted his arm: "Lie here, I'll tell you a story." ”

Wen Fan obediently lay down: "What story are you going to tell me?" ”

Shao Yi followed the serious face and flipped through the fairy tale book for a while.

"I'm still looking."

Wen Fan quietly poked his little face and read the fairy tale book.

Shao Yi turned page after page, Wen Fan blinked: "Haven't you turned it yet?" ”

Shao Yi finally stopped, and he looked at the one

The page was densely packed with Chinese characters, and he pursed his lips for a while without saying a word.

Wen Fan yawned: "Shao Yisui, don't you know how to read?" ”

Shao Yi blushed: "No, I just suddenly think this story is not good, I'll change it again." ”

In fact, Wen Fan didn't guess wrong, Shao Yisui really couldn't understand it.

He lived in Western Europe for a period of time when he was a child, and only returned to China when he was in elementary school, and he learned spoken very quickly, but he never recognized all the Chinese characters, so it was still difficult for him to tell this fairy tale book without any pinyin marking.

He was flipping through the book there, and when he was tired of reading it, he proposed, "Why don't I tell you." ”

Shao Yi gave the book to the child very decisively, Wen Fan's little hand picked up the book, recognized the words on it, and read word by word: "Once upon a time, there was a little fox in the forest who could talk......"

Shao Yi hugged Wen Fan and listened to the child tell him two bedtime stories.

He felt that this was not good, he didn't do what he promised, his brows tightened for a while, and suddenly heard the child say: "Shao Yisui, I don't seem to have taken a bath at night." ”

Shao Yisui lowered his head and looked at the child's white and tender little face, saw him frowning and said: "At home, my mother will bathe me every night, I have a lot of ducklings at home, Shao Yisui, do you know that kind of duckling?" You can swim in the water. ”

Shao Yi thought for a moment, then nodded heavily.

said to Wen Fan: "You wait for me for a while, I'll bathe you, and I'll get you a lot of ducklings." ”

Wen Fan sat up ignorantly, watched the boy get out of bed, ran to the bathroom for a while, and then ran out of the room, not knowing where to move back a box, and moved it into the bathroom.

There was another round of tinkering, and when he came out, his pajamas were wet, and he came to pull him.

"Let's go, Fanfan, I'll give you a bath."

Wen Fan let out a slow "ah", and wondered: "But ......"

In the end, he didn't finish, and followed Shao Yi into the bathroom.

Then he saw a large green tub in the middle of the bathroom, filled with warm water, and floating on the surface of the water with all kinds of stuffed and mechanical toys, some of which had sunk to the bottom.

Shao Yi took out a wet stuffed duck from the water: "Do you like it or not?" ”

Wen Fan's mouth shook, and finally nodded: "Well, I like it." ”

Shao Yi was used to being at home, and he had never done such a thing, and the child was more scared, standing in the water and refusing to sit down.

He was so busy that he was sweating profusely, and he had to rub bubbles for the child, wipe his face with a towel, and help him fish out all the toys that had sunk to the bottom.

Fortunately, the child was quiet after a while, sitting in the bathtub obediently holding the soaked stuffed duckling, singing a light tone in his mouth.

After washing for a while, Wen Fan was a little hungry.

He said, "Shao Yisui, I want to eat a snack." ”

Shao Yi casually rubbed his hair and asked, "What flavor of snacks do you want to eat?" ”

"I want to eat the milk flavor."

Shao Yi took a bath towel and wrapped it for him first, let the child sit in the basin obediently for a while, and then ran downstairs to fetch him snacks.

Song Nuan was still a little uneasy before going to bed, and planned to take one last look at the two children, but as soon as she went out, she saw her son running downstairs, and walked to the room of the two children at the same time.

Pushed the door in, but didn't see anyone in the bed.

She heard what seemed to be a child muttering and singing in the bathroom, and she hurried over.

As soon as the bathroom door opened, Song Nuan looked at the child with a bath towel full of bubbles in the basin, and his eyes were dark.

Shao Yi followed.

This bastard kid!!