Yin Yang paper

A small fluffy blanket was spread on the warmed lawn, and there were dolls piled up beside it, and a small white and tender hand was arching out from the pile of dolls.

"Ah... ah..." The wrinkled little face twisted into a twist, turned over and sniffed, then grabbed a bear on the side and began to stuff it into his mouth, drooling down.

A few birds chirped and flapped their wings and flew across the sky. Xiao Douding blinked and stretched out his hand to catch it, but unfortunately he only caught the air. This time his little face drooped again, full of reluctance.

Suddenly, a face enlarged in front of him, looking down at him with its head down.

One big and one small opened their eyes and blinked, Xiao Douding suddenly grinned, reaching out to hug.

Qu He stretched out a finger and poked Xiao Douding's face, and was grabbed by the finger and brought it to his mouth.

"Huh~~~" Qu He hurriedly withdrew his hand, the boy was about to open his mouth to cry, Qu He had no choice but to let him use his finger as a pacifier.

"Where did the little guy come from?" Qu He looked at Qu Shuo, who was also a little dazed, this is the backyard of the Qu family, that's right, this little doll. . .I really don't know where it came from.

Xu Shi heard Xiao Douding's cry, and Lang Yan, who hurried out of the kitchen with a feeding bottle, shouted while shaking the feeding bottle: "Don't cry, don't cry, dad is here... Third brother?!"

As soon as Lang Yan stopped walking, the baby bottle in his hand rolled on the spot and rolled along the blanket to Xiao Douding's side. Xiao Douding arched his nose and let go of Qu He's fingers to grab the baby bottle with a smile. Started to drink up and down.

Qu He and Qu Shuo looked at each other in surprise, "Dad?"

This is like a miracle, Qu Shuo thought.

Taking off his suit, wearing home clothes and an apron, Lang Yan coaxed Xiao Douding in his arms, and smiled softly: "It may be a sign from the heavens. I thought it was a dead body and two lives, but I didn't expect the mother and child to be safe."

That day, Qumeng was bleeding heavily and was pushed into the operating room in a semi-conscious state. He couldn't forget to give birth to the child. God knows what kind of struggle Langyan went through when he promised her to keep the child. The lights in the operating room were on all night, and there was crackling outside With the sound of firecrackers, the whole family welcomed the new year happily, and he knelt at the base of the cold wall, afraid that the door of the operating room would open the next second and tell him that he had done his best.

He didn't know what he was waiting for. While he was looking forward to the light going out, he also hoped that it would be on forever.

Qu He looked at the little guy in Lang Yan's arms who fell asleep after eating: "Where's my sister?"

Lang Yan lowered his eyes helplessly: "She..."

Just as he was talking, the door was pushed open, and the high heels creaked from far to near, and Qu Meng, who was wearing a miniskirt and big waves, walked in irritably, shaking her bag: "Husband, you don't know what I'm talking about in today's business?" Oh, I’m so angry, I’m afraid that the people in the other company are all mentally retarded, and they actually asked me why I came out to work after giving birth, shit, I can do whatever I want, it’s none of their business whether I have children or not!! You say..."

Qu Meng kicked off her high-heeled shoes at the entrance and walked barefoot to the restaurant. When she looked up, she saw two people sitting in the middle of the room looking at her with a smile. Going down, pouted with red eyes: "Third Brother~~"

It is said that once a woman becomes a mother, her heart will soften. Qu Meng's transition from Gao Leng Yujie to Ruan Meng Lolita in a second really made Qu He applaud. Seeing Qu Meng rushing over, she was about to start crying. He jerked and pulled Langyan to this side, and reached out to hug Xiaodouding: "Coax your wife."

Lang Yan hugged Qu Meng and ran her hair: "Okay, how grown up are you, why are you still crying?"

But Qu Meng couldn't stop for a long time, which made Qu Shuo helpless: "Xiao Meng..."

With this shout, Qu Meng cried even more.

Qu He didn't have time to care about her, he just put his heart on the soft little guy in his arms, full of milk fragrance, everywhere was small and soft, as if he was afraid that it would break if he moved.

The little guy smashed his mouth, was awakened by his mother's hoarse crying, looked at Qu He in a daze, and the big and small met eyes again.

Qu He looked at it full of joy: "Little nephew, called uncle..."

Xiao Douding couldn't understand, so he stretched his small hands to grab Qu He's clothes: "Ah...ah..."

Lang Yan coaxed Qu Meng, turned his head and said to Qu He, "His name is Lang Siqiu, and his nickname is Douding."

Qu He hurriedly called him happily: "Douding, Xiao Douding~ I'm uncle, little uncle." He pointed to Qu Shuo: "That's the big uncle, and also the little aunt."

Lang Yan suppressed a smile and lowered his eyes.

Xiao Douding felt that the relationship was a bit complicated, so he blinked: "Ah... ah..."

Qu Shuo looked at Qu He with a smile, and when he heard the name of the little baby, he was a little touched, Siqiu, Siqiu, half of it was Qu He, half of it was Qu Shuo.

This name, actually put my mind to it.

"By the way, where's Aunt An?" Qu He just remembered that the heavy responsibility of the kitchen was left to Lang Yan. Where did Aunt An go?

Qu Meng took the wet towel from Lang Yan and wiped off her worn makeup, and said in a hoarse voice, "Aunt An went to Yangzhou for vacation."

"Yangzhou?"

"Uncle got divorced. I don't know what's going on. Anyway, it was very peaceful. Since then, he has been taking care of Aunt An, and then, um... how about Yangzhou, it's suitable for Aunt An to rest, so I took him away Already." Qu Meng said: "Aunt An is very happy, I don't think I can interfere, right?"

Qu He murmured, "Grandpa passed away?"

That old man who had been growing tea all his life, with his stamina and wisdom, just left like that, and he didn't even see him for the last time.

Qu Shuo's eyes darkened, he got up and walked behind Qu He and patted him on the head: "Don't be sad, the world is impermanent, life and death are destiny."

Qu He nodded, he knew it, but was a little sad.

Qu Mengdao: "By the way, grandpa left you a tea field in his will, and the title is with uncle."

"Tea field..." Qu He didn't know what he was thinking, and smiled: "Let's put it with uncle, maybe I will have to rely on this land when I grow old."

Xiao Douding in his arms also laughed, giggling and grabbing Qu He's hair.

"Hiss—" Qu He's scalp hurts from being pulled by him: "Baby baby, take it easy..."

Xiaodouding laughed even harder, his eyes bent into crescent moons, and his black pupils dilated suddenly, forming a deep gray pool.

Qu He suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring at the little guy in his arms who was still doing evil, his eyes met, Qu He's heart moved slightly, and his eyes gradually sank into the gray pool, sparkling in the water.

"Brother, have you seen it?"

Qu Shuo put Qu He's head on his chest, his heart was beating vigorously, and he responded in a muffled voice: "Yes, I saw it."

The news of Qu He and Qu Shuo's return quickly spread, and two days later, old friends were welcomed at the gate of Qu's family.

Yang Ao punched Qu He carelessly with a kid on his back: "Brother, I knew you were lucky!"

Qu He was in pain, and looked at this little boy in a blink of an eye. He looked like a clone of a little Zhou Xingye. He was wearing a small suit and small leather shoes. A small sunglasses almost covered his face, and his hair was combed. Be meticulous, and shout whatever you see people ask you to do.

"Brother." Yang Ao pointed at Qu He.

"Hello, brother." The little brat was obedient.

Qu He swallowed his saliva, good boy, why did you have a kid when you opened your eyes, where did Yang Ao pick it up?

"Where did you steal it from? Could it be that it was Mr. Zhou? No, it's Mr. Zhou! What did you do to him?!" Qu He held his face in surprise.

Yang Ao rolled his eyes and put the little boy on the ground on his arm, patted his head and said: "What, you forgot to take one out of the hospital back then?"

"Oh..." Qu He finally came to his senses, looked at the little brat who had grown to the base of his thigh, and said, "Time flies like an arrow..."

Outside, Zhou Xingye also walked in with his pockets in his pocket: "Master Qu, long time no see."

Qu He nodded, looked between Zhou Xingye and Yang Ao with a smile on his face, and lowered his head to tease the boy: "What's your name, tell brother?"

The boy said with a straight face, "Brother, my name is Zhou Zixiu."

"Zixiu, you're so good." Qu He rubbed the child's hair, and said, "Go inside and play, there's a little Douding in there, you can go and see your brother."

Zhou Zixiu pursed his lips and turned his head to look at Zhou Xingye. After getting a nod, he said to Qu He, "Thank you brother."

The child walked into the house with quick steps, and Qu He laughed out loud: "You guys are well raised."

Yang Ao rolled his eyes again: "It's not my fault, Xiuxiu just listens to the blind, and I didn't do it."

The two talked about something else, Yang Ao hugged Qu He's neck talking and laughing, Zhou Xingye couldn't stand it anymore and coughed: "Where is the third brother? I have something important to discuss."

Only then did Yang Ao straighten his body: "Yes, yes, it is very important."

In the hall, Lang Yan was feeding Xiao Douding with a bottle when Zhou Zixiu appeared, looked at him, and said, "Hello, Uncle."

Langyan knew that this was a child of the Zhou family, so he reached out to greet him: "Where is Mr. Zhou?"

"Busy." Zhou Zixiu said concisely.

"Are you here to see my brother? My brother is eating." Langyan asked Zhou Zixiu to get closer to the cradle, and watched the child standing there solemnly, without moving, as if he really just came to see.

Couldn't help smiling, Lang Yan thought about the soup that was still cooking for Qu Meng's body, and handed the bottle to Zhou Zixiu: "Come and try, can you breastfeed?"

Zhou Zixiu took it with a frown, thinking that this was also a task, and he couldn't refuse, so he nodded.

Langyan got up to make room for him: "Okay, uncle will leave it to you."

Then he turned and went to the kitchen.

Zhou Zixiu looked at Langyan's back, then looked at the milk bottle in his hand, his face darkened again, Xiao Douding in the cradle had just drank a few mouthfuls of milk and then disappeared, closing his eyes and waving his little hands around Grab, grabbed Zhou Zixiu's little tie, and pulled it into the cradle recklessly.

Zhou Zixiu looked at the white and tender little guy inside, and didn't dare to pull it, so he had to stuff the bottle to his mouth: "Let go, you drink this."

Xiao Douding was having a great time playing with his tie. He noticed that the pacifier came back and took a bite, but he didn't let go. , but the little guy in front of him was only so big and weak, so he endured it and had to lean his front half into the cradle to relax his neck.

Xiao Douding gulped down a few sips of milk and was full, so he let Zhou Zixiu not feed him anyway, hiding from the pacifier and shouting: "Ah... ah..."

Zhou Zixiu was a little angry: "It can't be wasted."

Xiao Douding was upset, and spat at Zhou Zixiu, spitting into bubbles, flowing down his cheeks.

The eyes behind the sunglasses narrowed, Zhou Zixiu was a bit of a clean freak, so he took a napkin from one side of the table and tried to wipe it clean for him, but Xiao Douding didn't cooperate and waved his hands and feet to hide.

"Don't move!" Zhou Zixiu roared.

As expected, Xiao Douding was quiet, but her little mouth seemed to be about to cry. . .

Zhou Zixiu was a little panicked, remembering that Yang Ao's father would always pat him on the back to coax him, so he reached out to pat Xiaodouding's back, but the little hand hugged his fingers, and then his fingers were stuffed into the wet and warm place.

Zhou Zixiu's face was completely dark.

"Let go," he said.

Xiaodouding sucked and licked it with his small tongue, and the saliva dripped from his fingers.

"open..."

Xiao Douding turned over and loosened Zhou Zixiu's tie, moaning and massaging his fingers with his toothless gums.

Zhou Zixiu pulled out his fingers angrily, with a little force, which startled Xiaodouding.

The eyes that had been closed all the time suddenly broke free, full of puzzlement and fear.

Zhou Zixiu paused.

He stared straight at those gray and white eyes that seemed to be moving, beautiful and shiny like a piece of jade being polished.But in the next second, those eyes blinked, and tears poured out.

Zhou Zixiu panicked, picked up the little bear, but Xiao Douding didn't look at it, picked up the milk bottle, but Xiao Douding didn't want it.

Zhou Zixiu sighed, and stuffed his freshly wiped fingers back into Xiaodouding's mouth.

The white and tender little hands hugged his fingers tightly, sucking them with great joy.

Zhou Zixiu reached out to gently wipe away his tears, looked at those teary eyes for a while, and said, "It's so beautiful."

study on the second floor

Zhou Xingye took out a stack of documents and put them in front of Qu Shuo: "My brother started to develop his career in Japan through Alice. He discovered some doubts during a vicious fight some time ago."

"what?"

"One, Matsuda's current properties all have another person's name written on them."

"Second, there is an organization of dead soldiers in Japan, which seems to be related to Matsuda."

"Three, those dead people have checked and found no such person. My brother said that he saw someone die in front of him with his own eyes, and it reappeared the next day."

Qu Shuo's face was serious, he flipped through the file and suddenly he focused on a name written side by side with Matsuda.

"Zuo Tengying?"

Qu He wondered, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this person?"

Qu Shuo closed his eyes and slowed down, the figure holding the gun flashed past in front of him, his throat was a little dry: "My enemy, the one who was blown to pieces by the adoptive father."

Qu He sat down on the chair, clenched his fists and asked, "Is it very powerful?"

"Ah," Qu Shuo opened his eyes, recalling the information that was sent to Qu Xiaofeng's desk many years ago: "The No. 15th generation heir of Japanese puppetry, his subordinates have always respectfully called him—the Immortal Body."

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