【Forget Envy】Make a Wish

Among the bustling crowd, they held each other tightly as the crowd flowed.

Slowly, the two brothers returned to them, holding their trophies in their hands, and continued to join in the fun at various stalls.Obviously, I have seen it once, and when I see it again, it is as novel as when I saw it for the first time.

The stall owners knew that they were the sons of the Lan family when they saw the plain and elegant school uniforms, and they were all shouting hard.

Lan Wangji bought a few delicious snacks for him to pass the time on weekdays.He doesn't have much to eat now, so he has to eat nutritiously. Taking him out for a walk is the biggest test for him.I don’t think so in the quiet room on weekdays. After all, the whole Yunshen doesn’t know how to eat as well as him. Of course, this judgment standard is set by Wei Wuxian.But when they go out, the delicious food is lingering in front of them, and they don't want to buy it, and they have to watch the delicious food of the passers-by.

The three father and son beside him were wearing Lan's school uniforms, and they were wearing a cloud-mopping forehead that only relatives of Lan's relatives could wear. Everywhere they went was enough to attract screams and onlookers.

However, the three of them were indifferent to the gazes cast by other people, and they were wholeheartedly watching whether he was secretly laughing and taking things from others without giving money.So much so that he stood at a stall for too long, and Lan Zizhan's words "Daddy, you can't eat it" seemed to ring in his ears.

If you want to cry but have no tears, it's not good for your son to be too sensible.Surrounded by the three of them, the father and son, he held his belly in his hands to seek some comfort.

When he is born, he will eat the whole town!

【Forget Envy】Twins with twin pedicles in the side story of Chengyuan②

On the way home, Wei Wuxian saw that Lan Zizhan's mood had improved, so he casually mentioned that he was punished to kneel while chatting.He only said that he was too young to fully understand his uncle's experience.

This explanation sounds perfectly fine, but it is unlikely that he would be dragged to the ancestral hall to kneel.Lan Junran looked at the two fathers who were in a daze, and explained: "Uncle asked about grievances, and he specifically asked us to answer, but he was straightforward and told the truth."

What is grievance, their father told them when they were very young, and seriously warned them not to think about it, but to study it.

Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Zizhan, squatted down, propped his knees on the ground and sat on his heels, raised his head slightly and asked curiously, "How did you answer?"

Lan Zizhan paid attention to his father's expression, took a small deep breath, curled his fingers tightly, as if he had made a lot of determination, looked back at Wei Wuxian and replied: "Aura and resentment are all Qi. It is easy to be used by people, but it is difficult to be used by people. It is not appropriate to treat it differently just because it is difficult to control."

It would be a lie to say that he was not surprised, Lan Zizhan's answer was similar to his thinking back then.He held Lan Zizhan's tightly curled little hand, and glanced at Lan Wangji who had heard this.That person has always disliked ghosts and resentment, not because he has any prejudice against them, but who made Wei Wuxian die from the backlash of evil ghosts in his previous life.

In fact, Wei Wuxian understands the meaning of Lan Zizhan, if he thinks it is not good because it is not easy to control, the evaluation will be a bit one-sided.Those who practice ghost way will be backlashed and die if they are a little careless.Conversely, for spiritual practitioners, excessive consumption of spiritual energy will lead to madness.

Just like when there were no immortals at the earliest, people had limited knowledge of spiritual power and spiritual energy, and it was difficult to cultivate, and because of the uneven level of personal understanding, could the spiritual energy at that time be regarded as evil spirits? things?

It can be seen that excessive abuse will damage the heart and body.If you can extract its essence, it may be a great help.

"As expected of my son, he has unique insights!" Wei Wuxian praised with a smile on his eyes, "However, don't touch that thing, it's very dangerous."

He didn't want to say more, which made the man frown.That bloody experience reminded him that the present reunion with him was hard-won, and it was even more unexpected joy to have a child.Wei Wuxian carefully opened Lan Zizhan's tightly curled fingers one by one, and flattened his palm.Stretching his hand to his forehead, the little man frowns very much like Lan Wangji when he is unhappy.Wei Wuxian poked his mouth lightly to speak plausibly.

"This little brow is wrinkled enough to hold a piece of paper."

Lan Zizhan, who understood, immediately stretched his brows, blocked it with his hands, and took two steps back.Wei Wuxian chased after him, stalking and stalking his son.

While dodging shyly, Lan Zizhan suddenly thought of his father's stomach, climbed up his forearm with his backhand, and helped Wei Wuxian up with both hands.Wei Wuxian was taken by an eight-year-old child with both hands. This incident made him feel very surprised. He always said that his sons couldn't beat him, but what is this slight move? ?

"Arm strength is fine." He said and squeezed the little guy's muscles.

"Father said that standing on one's head can be practiced and can also be used to meditate."

"Small person, what's so quiet about your heart? Could it be that..." His ending sound was drawn out very long, his eyes suspiciously saw that the little adult was flustered, "Your heart is in a mess??"

He seized a point and attacked suddenly, but Lan Zizhan was speechless.The little adult shook his head desperately, but didn't say a word.There are many things that Wei Wuxian doesn't dare to tease Lan Zizhan too much. This kid is not like Lan Junran, he is careless and doesn't distract himself.Compared with Lan Zizhan, he is a bit too serious about everything.There are few things in the world that are black and white, and there will always be something that he can't figure out, and he must have got through the horns in his heart before asking.

Seeing Lan Zizhan's eyes wandering towards his father, Wei Wuxian pushed him to Lan Wangji, resting his head on the top of the young adult's hair.Smiling, they looked at Lan Wangji together with him.

Lan Zizhan called "Father". The first time he heard the word resentment came from his father's mouth, and his original intention was to tell the brothers what resentment is.When I was young, it was very difficult to understand. Over the past few years, I have heard the story of my father's ghost flute controlling the corpse from time to time, and I have thought about it in private.But since he was a child, he has never seen the appearance of his father Chitong, and the music played by Chen Qing is always so gentle and melodious, it is difficult to associate it with the frightening ghost flute.

"Family rules and precepts are used to restrict behavior, not to confine thoughts." Lan Wangji explained lightly, without denying his remarks.

Wei Wuxian reached out and poked Lan Wangji's shoulder, and said to Lan Zizhan, who was supporting him, "Oh~ your father said, think boldly, what if our aunt or aunt find out the secret of resentment? .”

Lan Wangji shook his head helplessly, ignoring that Wei who was standing behind his son silently supporting him, and continued to be persuasive, saying, "Zizhan, the matter of resentment should be stopped as soon as it is touched, don't delve into it."

In my impression, every time my father brought up his grievances, he didn't have a good face, but he didn't lose his temper like his uncle. There was no conversation between the two, and my father added: "It's very good that the heart and the mouth are the same."

Lan Zizhan bowed his head, pursed his lips and smiled shyly, his father was still so clear about rewards and punishments.The sea of ​​thinking has no boundaries, he can think infinitely.But I also taught him to stop at the end, he understood what his father meant, and knew how to do it.

And Lan Junran stuck out his tongue when he heard what his father said, saying that he was "not as good as his heart".He lowered his head and walked up to his father as if admitting his mistake.Seeing him approaching, Lan Wangji sighed silently.This child is what worries him the most and also makes him feel distressed the most. He obviously has a lively and exuberant temperament, but he still pretends to be calm and introverted in front of his uncle.

Lan Junran also called "Father", but Lan Wangji didn't answer. He slightly raised his head and glanced at his father's face, but he couldn't see why.

"Father, I was wrong. I shouldn't have sneaked into the nunnery, and I shouldn't have answered my uncle's question with a duplicity."

After hearing his confession, Lan Wangji half-closed his eyelids, looked at the little guy with his head down, but couldn't say a single word that was too harsh, and said, "I'll punish you by copying the house rules three times, and we'll see what happens."

"Ah—" his delicate little face instantly collapsed, "Oh, yes."

Wei Wuxian put his arms around him, who was slumped, and said with a smile, "I knew at a young age that I would go to a women's convent and have a future."

Lan Junran knew that he was wrong, so he had no words to distinguish, and the matter would simply end with his father, but he didn't quite understand why his father helped him, so he hesitated to meet his father's eyes.

"Father, why did you help me?"

Lan Wangji was about to answer, but Wei Wuxian preempted him and replied, "As for Yu Gong, although this matter is nothing at all, it is not good for that female cultivator to spread it. As for Yu privately, you did something wrong. It's a good thing, isn't it?"

Wei WuXian rubbed his hair, taking the opportunity to rub it more and more messily. When the wind blows, the soft hair is tangled and flutters around the top of his head in a mess.

Lan Junran now understood that his father knew that he was going to deliver the medicine, so he casually stroked the hair that was floating on his face, and asked, "Why is it a good thing to be punished?"

Lan Wangji stopped Wei Daddy, who was taking advantage of the opportunity, with his eyes, held his hand, pulled the whole person on his side, and continued to answer: "The method is wrong, men and women are different."

Wei Wuxian distributed as much weight as he could to him, resting his neck on his shoulders, leaning his whole body in his arms, squinting his eyes and lazily blowing the evening mountain breeze.He had no problem standing by himself, after all, he had conceived two before, and the difficulty level of one was significantly lower for him.But his principle of doing things has always been that when there is Lan Wangji, he admits cowardice, in various ways.

After understanding his father's point of punishment, Lan Junran admitted his mistake and received the punishment.He frantically covered Lan Zizhan's eyes, not to look at evil.

In the middle of the night, Wei Wuxian was leaning against Lan Wangji's arms, and Lan Zizhan's smile flashed in his mind. Not only did he have a personality like his father, but he also looked like a man with a single expression. I don't like to express myself very much, but I have my own ideas.

"Lan Zhan, today we are so