Counterattack life dressed as a brother

Zhang Jingyang didn't notice the look on his face, but Zhang Ke'an said, "Daddy's face is so stinky, and why is Daddy's face different from before?"

Facing his son's puzzled look, the two realized that they had forgotten about it. Zhang Guyuan looked at him and asked, "The face is different, how did you recognize me?"

"I don't know, I know you are Daddy when I see you."

The two looked at each other, looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally agreed that it was the nature of a child.

Zhang Jingyang held Zhang Ke'an in his arms at night, Zhang Guyuan squinted his eyes and looked confused, and said to the two people who were talking and laughing, "It's so late, shouldn't An'an go to sleep?"

"What?" Then Zhang Jingyang came to his senses and smacked his mouth, "It's not at home, where do you let him go at night? An'an has slept with me these few days." After speaking, he kissed the happy Zhang Ke'an .

An An also kissed him on the face, "Dad, I love you so much."

"I love you too baby."

Zhang Guyuan's face turned dark, he washed up and went to bed regardless, he moved Zhang Keai to his side, Zhang Ke'an was a little angry, "Daddy, I don't want to sleep next to you, I want to sleep with my parents, no way If you want, I can sleep between the two of you." She curled her lips, her voice very aggrieved.

Zhang Jingyang looked at Zhang Guyuan helplessly, "Why are you still jealous of your son? Let him sleep on my side, and it won't separate the two of us. Stop making trouble, and your son will cry if you make trouble again."

"A man, if you cry because of such a small thing, you can become a big weapon in the future." Zhang Guyuan said seriously, Zhang Jingyang squinted his eyes and kicked him directly, "Don't talk about things like you, You don't even look at how old your son is, so hurry up and don't make me angry."

Zhang Guyuan was indifferent to his expression, Zhang Ke'an crawled over by himself, nestled in Zhang Jingyang's arms, looked at his dark-faced father, curled his lips and ignored him.

Dad is really stingy, he wants to monopolize his parents every day.

Fortunately, knowing that he loves him, he will not care about him.

Touching the grievance in Zhang Guyuan's eyes, Zhang Jingyang kissed his son on the lips while he was not paying attention, and whispered carefully in his ear, "An'an won't be with us for a few days."

Speaking of this, he was a little lost.

Zhang Guyuan frowned. It's one thing for him to dislike him, but it's another thing for him to be passive and not see his son.

His breath was a little cold, "Don't worry, I won't let them take him away."

Zhang Jingyang's eyes drifted into the distance.

Zhang Ke'an slept very soundly that night, Zhang Jingyang and Zhang Guyuan had their own concerns until early in the morning, when Zhang Guyuan saw that Zhang Jingyang was still asleep, hugged him and rubbed his head, "Sleep, don't worry There are so many, the sky is falling and I will bear it.”

Zhang Jingyang leaned in his arms, wrapped his arms around his son, and fell asleep amidst his whispering unbearably, Zhang Guyuan kissed his forehead, hugged him and closed his eyes.

At three o'clock in the morning, Zhang Ke'an wanted to go to the bathroom, looked at his father and mother who were hugging each other, curled his lips, and walked out by himself.

When I came back, I found that there was no room for my parents. Seeing my father's gaze, I felt wronged and crawled to his side.

Looking at his father's back, he waved his hand, and immediately lay down the moment he turned his head.

Because Zhang Jingyang hadn't slept well for the past few days, Zhang Jingyang didn't wake up until after eight o'clock, and smiled alone when he saw the bed.

Smelling the calming fragrance that hadn't dissipated in the air, he packed himself up, ate some breakfast and came to the small courtyard, watching Zhang Guyuan, who taught his son martial arts, sitting on the side drinking tea and watching the two of them indivual.

Although Zhang Ke'an was only about four years old, he followed suit with great endurance. He even gaited for an hour, his legs were trembling, and he didn't act like a baby to Zhang Jingyang. He couldn't bear to watch him.

But Zhang Guyuan at the side thought his posture was not standard, and punished him to rest for a stick of incense, and squat for another hour.

Zhang Jingyang couldn't stand it anymore, but he also knew that this was the choice of their father and son. He decided to read medical books and continue to study his own prescriptions.

Zhang Jingyang prepared a potion bath for Zhang Kean at night, Zhang Guyuan went up and smelled it, touched a few acupuncture points on Zhang Kean's body and threw him into it, then turned to Zhang Jingyang and said gently, "The potion can be strengthened, he can bear it." , and it can also break his bones."

Seeing his expression, Zhang Jingyang shook his hands, opened his mouth and closed it again, and finally didn't tell him about the summoning of souls.

The happy time is always so short, Zhang Ke'an stayed for five days, and on the fifth day, he was groggy, always wanting to sleep and lack of energy, Zhang Jingyang's drooping eyes were as cold as cold pools.

He carried Zhang Ke'an to Li Qi's palace, where the national teacher was waiting for him, "We really don't know why he appeared in another world."

The national teacher's expression was still calm, but his tone was somewhat apologetic.

Chen Jingran looked at him, "Is there any way to keep him safe in another world."

"I made a fortune teller for him that there are three calamities, but every time he will meet a noble person, he will be rich and honored for the rest of his life. Don't worry, I will cast a spell on him to bless him with smooth sailing. If there is any violation or falsehood, there will be a thunderbolt."

Zhang Jingyang didn't believe in these vows at first, but he had an intuition that he could do what he said. Before his son returned, he kissed his son on the forehead, reluctant to put him on the ground.

The national teacher burned the two talismans in his hand, and instantly the healthy child turned into wood.

Zhang Jingyang went back after reading this.

Zhang Guyuan didn't see Zhang Ke'an until the evening, so he asked suspiciously, "Where's the child?"

Zhang Jingyang knew that he couldn't hide it from him, so he looked into his eyes and smiled, "Come here and I'll tell you a story, just listen carefully without talking."

Zhang Jingyang told him all about himself and where his son was going.

These words made Zhang Guyuan, who was always strategizing and hiding behind his back, lose his mind. He hugged Zhang Jingyang tightly, "Are you going to leave too?"

"I do not know."

Hearing this, Zhang Guyuan hugged him even tighter, looked into the distance, and suddenly became ruthless, "I won't allow it!"

"pain."

Just a single word changed Zhang Guyuan's rationality back. Zhang Jingyang felt very sad. He was very fortunate to be in this world. Even if he encountered so many things, if he hadn't come to this world, he would never have met This man who loves him like his life.

He comforted softly, "Don't worry, I probably won't. Of course, if something happens to me, maybe I won't die and go back. That's a good thing."

"I won't let anything happen to you!"

But the world is unpredictable.