Chongxi little husband

I don't know if it was because I was always thinking about the dialect that I slept soundly without dreams in the first half of the night, but I dreamed of the little baby again before dawn.It's just that this time the surrounding area is no longer blood red, and there is no thick red fog that drifts by at any time.

Dialect was wondering, when he suddenly heard that slightly familiar giggling sound again.As my heart moved, I couldn't help listening, and my eyes were fixed on the front of the trail.

The laughter was getting closer and closer, "Baby?" For some reason, the dialect was a little nervous, and he called softly tentatively.

lol~~

The baby's unique laughter suddenly sounded from behind, and dialect suddenly turned around to look, only to find that there was a big cotton candy-like white cloud behind him, and the faint cloud was floating around, and only a small head was exposed behind the cotton candy. Above the small nose was blocked by a layer of mist, so I couldn't see clearly, only a pair of big eyes were vaguely seen, looking at me without blinking.

It looked almost the same as the last time I saw it.

Dialect smiled involuntarily, and took a step forward, "Baby?"

The little head shrank back, but did not turn around and run away. Fang Yan couldn't help but took another step forward, then gave a sudden pause, and opened his eyes slightly.

That is……

In the end, before he could see it clearly, his feet were suddenly empty, and he fell down heavily involuntarily, which made him scream out in fright, and instinctively reached out his hand to grab something to stabilize.

"What's wrong with Yan'er? Are you having nightmares again?"

Fang Yan opened his eyes suddenly, and instinctively wanted to sit up, but forgot his current appearance—the head and chest were raised halfway before falling back down again.

"Boom-"

The back of his head was a little numb, but it just woke him up.As soon as Fang Yan woke up, he wanted to turn over and go to see Zhang Ji who was hit by him, because he knew how painful it was just by hearing the sound.Unexpectedly, the latter stretched out his hand to wrap around his waist and abdomen, stopping his movement.

Dialect was a little anxious, so he patted the other person's arm and said, "Let go first, let me see if there is any bleeding?"

Only then did Zhang Ji let go, and it was just his instinct before, even in his sleep at night, as long as the person in his arms moved, he would always do so subconsciously.

Dialect also knew his habit, so he asked for it.Carefully turn over and sit up, and take a closer look, but unfortunately the autumn morning is slowly prolonging, even if you sleep until your biological clock wakes up, the sky outside is just getting dark, let alone the room with the curtains drawn.

Fang Yan had no choice but to touch it with his hands, but the accuracy was a bit low, but he touched two soft and moist lips, and dialect didn't think much about moving up, touching the dry person, and he was relieved .

"How is it? Does it hurt?"

Zhang Ji was silent for two seconds, and then replied in a low voice: "It's okay. Don't worry, I didn't bleed. You can lie back, it's cold outside."

"Yeah." After confirming it himself, Fang Yan was half relieved, of course he also knew that Zhang Ji just didn't want to make him worry.

Carefully helped Fang Yan lie back, and carefully pulled the quilt back, stretched out his hands and touched his hands on both sides, and felt relieved when he saw that they were not cold.Zhang Ji slightly hugged the person towards him and asked, "Are you dreaming again?"

Dialect thought about it for a while, and found that he couldn't remember the content of the dream, but it didn't feel bad, so he shook his head lightly, "It's not a nightmare."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ji breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, let's sleep for a while."

"Hmm." Dialect yawned, half-closed his eyes, put his hand on Zhang Jiwei's arm that was stroking his abdomen, and said vaguely, "It's almost dawn, isn't it? It seems to be getting cold again today, wait a minute Remember to wear an extra layer when you go to town, and be careful not to catch a cold.”

"Yeah." Zhang Ji responded lightly, pulled the quilt up a little more, and covered it directly under Fang Yan's chin, retracted his hand to gently hold his hand, and said in a low voice: "Go to sleep, I won't go to town for the time being , stay with you at home."

"Ah."

When I woke up again, I could already see the decorations in the house. Dialect was woken up by the movement of my stomach. Before I opened my eyes, I heard my stomach gurgling, and the upper right side of my abdomen was lifted, and at the same time turned to the left. There was also a slight click.

Fang Yan opened his eyes suddenly, and didn't get up, but just touched those two places with his hands involuntarily, and a certain image suddenly flashed in his mind.

Another smaller head protruded slightly from the back of the small head whose face could not be seen clearly.

"Could it be that they are really twins?"

Touching those two places with his hands, he muttered in dialect.

Chirp~[What the old man said is true~]

Canbao, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke, causing the dialect to be in a trance for a moment. This immature baby's voice made him involuntarily think of the child who called him Daddy in his dream.

[People have their own parents, so they won't rob your son. ]

"..." Dialect turned his head, and sure enough, he saw Canbao laying on the edge of the bed, and he didn't gnaw on anything, "Are you awake?"

[Hum!If I don't wake up again, you must have forgotten about him long ago, right? ]

Hearing the complaints and grievances in its words, Fang Yan couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand to grab it in the palm of his hand, raised it up to meet its big eyes, gently touched the top of its head, and said softly: "I didn't see you before." Eat or not, but it gave me a big fright."

After a pause, he hesitated and said, "However, why do you think you haven't grown up much?"

Can Bao, who was originally happy because of the dialect's actions, immediately stopped doing it when he heard this, and turned left and right in his palm.

[How can there be no change?It's not easy for people to sleep and grow up once. Take a look, isn't it how long?Is the color more beautiful?Is there a little bit more sparkle on me~]

Uh--

Fang Yan sweated silently, but in order not to hurt Canbao's young heart, he still tried his best to let himself observe Canbao's whole body carefully, and after a long time——

[Yes or no? ]

"Well, baby. Maybe the light here is too dark, and I haven't washed my face yet. Why don't I take a good look after I get up, wash my face and eat something, is that okay?"

The fat worm who turned around suddenly froze, and kept a C shape for a long time without moving or speaking, which made Dialect feel particularly guilty. Just when he was looking for words to comfort him, the C became an I, and he raised his head, a pair of big Dark eyes stared at him.

[Well, you are right!Your human eyes are different from ours, I forgot!Alright then~ Get up and feed the baby, the older brother and the younger brother both said that they are going to be hungry~]

Fang Yan's movement of getting out of bed suddenly stopped, and he turned his head to look over, and saw Can Bao rolling on the pillow - from the top to the bed, did this guy use the pillow as a slide?

"Big brother and little brother?" Dialect's breathing was a little short.

[Yeah, it's in your belly~ Didn't you just call me baby?And they are your babies, so I will reluctantly treat them as my younger brothers. ]

"..." I don't think my son might like being your younger brother.

Dialect slandered, but fortunately Canbao, who had a good time, didn't understand his sentence, but Dialect was also convinced of the fact that he had another son in his belly.He only called people when dialect was about to go out, which means that it has been sleeping for several months, and now it should go to fill its stomach.

Not to mention, since it fell asleep, the dialect was still a little unaccustomed at first, but now when I hear its bluffing but soft voice, I find that he still misses it.

Dialect walked out with Canbao in a good mood. Unexpectedly, just after he appeared at the door, he saw Du Juan, Aunt Du's daughter who was gently sweeping the yard, suddenly dropped the broom and rushed to the kitchen to call for his mother while rushing to help him.

"Why did Zhengjun come down to the ground? If you need to call out, we will get it for you. Slow down and be careful of the steps."

Seeing her nervous look, Fang Yan smiled and said: "I feel better after sleeping all night, don't be nervous, I will call you if there is anything wrong. But I am a little hungry now, and there is still food in the kitchen ?"

"Yes! Yes!" Du Juan hurriedly replied, "Master has ordered you before, Mother has been cooking soup for you in the kitchen, and the food is also kept warm in the pot, it's cold outside, where does Zheng Jun want to eat?"

Dialect looked around and said: "Then bring it to the main room." It's a bit windy today, and it's indeed a bit cold, so you'd better be careful.

"Then I'll help you back to the house."

Du Juan helped Fang Yan back to the main room and sat down, then returned to the room diligently and took a thin sheet out to cover his knees and stomach. A slightly steaming wooden basin, and a few green leaves.Putting it down, washing the cloth towel, twisting, the action can be said to be done in one go. When the dialect reacted, there was already a warm, steamy wet cloth towel in his hand.

Seeing Du Juan's not-so-beautiful but respectful and concerned face, Fang Yan couldn't help but smile slightly, "I'll just do it myself, and help your mother bring the food. Master, have they all eaten?"

She said she wanted Fang Yan to do it by herself, but after Fang Yan washed her face, Du Juan still took the cloth towel to wash her face, and replied, "Master got up earlier, so I went to the master's house with Second Master."

Dialect stopped tidying his sleeves and looked over, "Did you say something?"

Du Juan shook her head, "Second Lord came over early in the morning, but the master Zhengjun hadn't gotten up yet. Zhengjun, I'll get you some soup."

"it is good."

Fang Yan responded, and after Du Juan turned around and went out with the water basin, he looked outside thoughtfully.The weather is a bit gloomy today, maybe it will rain.

Just as he was thinking, Can Bao's voice sounded in his ears again. [The weather is getting colder, have you guys gone to see Tiancan and the others? ]

[Um.I have asked Fu Bo to send someone to take care of them. I went to see them last month. They have already laid eggs. If there is no accident, there should be more silkworm babies next year. ]

Thinking back to the time when he saw the cocoon formed by those few silkworms, he was really amazed, but seeing is believing.It really deserves to be Caner recommended by Canbao.

[Thank you, Silkworm. ]

Dialect said this sentence is sincere, but also with guilt.

Although he was grateful for the many conveniences that Canbao brought him in the past, he still didn't pay enough attention to it. He only regarded it as a gift from God and could take it back at any time—he still remembered Canbao said After it recovers from its injuries, it will go home or something.

But now, he realized that Silkworm Treasure was actually very important to him.

Looking at Canbao who was trying to gnaw leaves at the corner of the table, he stretched out his hand and gently touched its back. Canbao kept talking, but turned his head, and looked at this side with big round eyes. Dialect seemed to see it Doubt written in his eyes.

Can't help chuckling, "It's okay, eat quickly."

Can Bao stared at him for a while, and then simply started to eat from this side, anyway, it doesn't matter which side you eat.

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