The Dumb Wife of Rebirth is Unbearable

Wild geese lined up in the sky, swallows flew by in pairs in front of the hall, and a blindfolded man stood a hundred meters away with a gun in his hand, aiming at the balloons hanging on the branches several times, with a hundred shots.

The eldest Zhaoli jumped up excitedly: "Wow! Dad is so amazing!"

The second child and Chen clapped their hands excitedly: "Dad is awesome! Dad is the best!"

The third son rushed to tell each other, eager to let people all over the world know that Jin Wuduan was his father, repeating the same sentence to everyone: "He is my father! He is my father! Not someone else's father! "

Si Nian was about to be laughed to death by her third son, Jinse wiped the sweat off his son's head with a handkerchief, and teased him: "Your father is not yours alone~ he is also the father of your two older brothers~"

Zizheng was a little unhappy, threw himself into Si Nian's arms and asked him aggrievedly: "Daddy, why did you have brothers? If there were no brothers, father would be mine alone."

The little thing actually rubbed his eyes while talking, and two tears fell out.

This guy loves acting like a baby, loves to be favored, and loves to be monopolized since he was a child. If Si Nian and Jin were not partial for no reason, the boss and the second child really couldn't do him.

Si Nian taps the nose of his third son and laughs at him: "It's the same with you, old son." He will be domineering.

Zizheng was lying in Si Nian's arms, blinking his phoenix eyes that were exactly the same as Jin Wuduan's, and asked him softly, "Daddy, tell me, am I the only little baby you and Daddy have?"

Zhaoli and Yuchen stood aside, looking at their daddy eagerly, clenched their little hands.

Si Nian shook his head affirmatively, hugged the eldest and second child into his arms, and gave each of them a kiss.

There are three of his babies, four if a certain fox is added.

There is no only one, no favorite, the three cubs are all meat that fell from Si Nian, when the cubs were young, Si Nian and Jin Wu may have cared more about him because of the poor health of the third child , but there is absolutely no such thing as partiality.

Zizheng didn't get the answer he wanted from Si Nian, so he ran to Jin Wuduan, and found out what father's love is like a mountain...a landslide.

Jin ignored his son who was running towards him for no reason, and kicked Zai Zai, thinking that Zai Zai was in the way.

He stretched out his hand to pick up Wan'er who was crawling around on the ground and kissed him, then raised it high: "Oh, let third uncle see, our Wan'er is cuter and more beautiful than yesterday, isn't it?"

The one-year-old little girl was chubby with a steamed bun, waving her chubby little hands and clutching Jin Wudu's skirt, and stammered, calling him: "Three~three~three~uncle~uncle~"

It seems that most men are daughter slaves?

For no reason, Jin died of his soft, cute and sweet niece. He hugged the little bun in his arms and kissed his lifeless relative. Wan'er also cooperated, cheerfully rubbing the drool on his third uncle's shirt.

Zizheng who witnessed everything in a daze: "..." looked at Jin Wuduan who was hugging his younger sister, and then at the big footprints on his body: "Wow! Wow!"

In the long sky, swan geese are flying north, and the setting sun is falling rapidly towards the west mountain.

There were endless laughter and laughter in Yueban Bay, and another first snow in winter was ushered in.

Rijin had nothing to do this day, and took his family to the Taoist temple of Yinyang Family in the outskirts of the imperial capital. The incense was as prosperous as ever.

I still remember that the first time I came here was several years ago. At that time, the three cubs had just been born, and the identity of Jin Wudu’s rebirth was discovered by the man in red. He knelt on the futon and made a wish to the solemn clay sculpture of Baoxiang on the main hall...

[Heaven is above, I Jin Wuduan has nothing else to ask for in this life, I only hope that I can get rid of the worldly affairs as soon as possible, hold the one I love on my knees, rub my hands with him, and stay together through the clouds and rain. 】

Now that so many years have passed in a blink of an eye, all the wishes that Jin Wuduan made at the beginning have been fulfilled, and his original intention has not changed at all.Jin Wuduan looked at the statues of the gods enshrined in the main hall, knelt on the futon with Si Nian, and sincerely expressed his heart's wishes to the gods word by word.

"Gods above, I hope that the cubs grow up happily and safely, and then stay away from my wife, and don't always disturb the harmony between our husband and wife. I hope that kid Dongfeng can become a talent as soon as possible and take over the Zhujia family business as soon as possible. Tired, I just want to watch the stars and the moon with my wife, and take care of my old age in Yuebanwan. I hope my elder brother will be in good health and eat delicious food. I don’t want to clone his heart anymore. Why do I pretend to be my wife in my heart? I always feel that cloning his heart will give him his wife, which is a bit uncomfortable. I hope that my second brother can find true love quickly, and don’t miss my wife... Of course, the most important point is that I want to live with my wife forever, and I hope that in the next life, the next life, and the future He can be together in every lifetime, he can only have me, not others... and there are..."

As the sun moved westward, a ray of sunset pierced through the clouds and fog, casting a layer of soft light on the compassionate and solemn statues in the temple.

Jin Wuduan really didn't come here for a visit to the Taoist temple in vain. He made a wish for more than two hours in one breath. Everyone who watched was speechless and advised him: "Let's write down your wish. If you make so many wishes, you will be considered a god." , I’m afraid I can’t remember.”

Jin Wuduan's legs and feet were numb, and he asked Si Nian: "Daughter-in-law, what wish did you make?"

Si Nian didn't tell him, otherwise it wouldn't work.

Jin Wuduan wanted to ask again, and saw a Taoist boy coming over, and asked him: "The Patriarch has an invitation, I wonder if the third master has time?"

This Taoist temple belongs to the Yinyang family, and the head of the family that Daotong said should be the man in red.

Jin Wuduan nodded, Sui Daotong came back within a short while, saw Si Nian leading the three cubs standing under the bodhi tree waiting for him, and walked over.

"Where's Thurse and the uncle?"

"there."

Si Nian pointed at Jin Wuduan in a direction, feeling his hand being pulled.

"Close your eyes, I'll give you something."

"what?"

"Close your eyes quickly and listen."

Si Nian nodded, and the moment he closed his eyes, he felt that Jin Wudu had dropped a very gentle kiss on his palm, his ears were slightly red, and before he had time to be shy, he felt a pain.

"Ah!" It hurts!

Si Nian opened his eyes, and found that Jin Wudu had used something to make a hole the size of a soybean in his palm, and the red blood kept flowing down.

The little squirrel was stunned and stared dumbfounded at the fox licking the blood from his palm with his tongue. He didn't know that the fox had already bit the tip of his tongue and secretly licked the blood into his wound. , without his consent, the fox has decided his life after life without his consent.

"you……"

"Stamp it," the fox looked at the little squirrel's palm, and smiled triumphantly: "I will remember you after drinking Meng Po soup."

A moment later, Si Nian's palm really left a red scar, which was round and bright, like the cinnabar dotted between the eyebrows.

The little squirrel laughed, thinking that the fox was really naive.

Jin Wuyuan also smiled, he looked at Si Nian fixedly, his eyes were so strong that he couldn't explain the paranoia: "Life after life, forever and ever, you are mine, and you can only be mine."

Si Nian looked at him, with the same obsession as Jin Wudu in his eyes, and nodded slightly with a smile: "Yeah."

They stood under the bodhi tree holding hands and looking at each other, the past and the past flew by, and there was only each other in their eyes and hearts.

Don't envy mandarin ducks, don't envy immortals.