I can do this man [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 16

The smile in Jiang Mengjia's eyes faded, since Zhou Yi woke up in the hospital last time and said that he wanted a younger brother and sister, her heart was almost broken.

After so many years, many people advised her to get another one while she was young, but she turned a deaf ear to them.

I have been wronged, sad, and unwilling.

But these are nothing.

But when she heard her son say the same words, she could only feel distressed.

She never thought of giving up her son, and likewise, she didn't believe that her son would take the initiative to give up on them first.

What made her feel distressed was that she knew what her son was thinking. He was afraid that he would have no one to accompany them when he was suddenly gone.

He felt that he had no hope of living, so he wanted to give them a hope of continuing to live.

Jiang Mengjia's heart was cut like a knife, her baby son is still so young, only nine years old...

After dinner, Jiang Mengjia and his wife went home first, leaving Zhou Yi to play with Su Xianyu.

Su Xianyu felt that Zhou Yi's wish was broken by the atmosphere of the New Year.

Although he knew what was going on, he still asked a little puzzled, "Why do you have to let your uncle and aunt have a baby?"

Zhou Yi played with the toys in his room, and said in a calm tone, "I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up next time I'm in the hospital."

Su Xianyu's heart trembled, and he said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about in New Year's Eve!"

Zhou Yi smiled disapprovingly, "Really, I'm not talking nonsense."

Su Xianyu looked at him, but didn't speak.

Zhou Yi sat on the carpet and looked up at the dark night sky outside the window. The sound of fireworks exploding outside the window could be heard in the distance, and the skits of the Spring Festival Gala were nearby through the door.

In this noisy atmosphere of the New Year, he turned his head to look at Su Xianyu, his immature childish voice revealing the imperceptible vicissitudes, "Ayu, you don't know, when I was in the hospital last time, I wanted to wake up several times, but I couldn't Can't wake up."

Su Xianyu frowned, unable to speak out of distress.

He only knew that the little hero would wake up, but he didn't know how long it would take for him to struggle.

Zhou Yi: "I woke up this time, I don't know if I can..."

Before Zhou Yi finished speaking, Su Xianyu hugged him.

The little boy's body is thin and warm, the pounding heartbeat is beating against his ears, and a small hand is caressing the back of his head,

He heard Su Xianyu say softly: "You have to wake up, if you don't wake up, no one will play with me."

He also heard him call out in a precious and respectful way, "Brother."

The two children didn't make it to the moment when the New Year's bell rang. When Jiang Mengjia came to pick up Zhou Yi, the two children were already fast asleep. Instead of taking Zhou Yi out of the bed, she covered them up. The quilt tiptoed out of the room.

In his sleep, Su Xianyu had a nightmare, dreaming that he was in a scorching sea of ​​fire, feeling hot and uncomfortable all over his body.

He tried to break free from the scorching sea of ​​fire several times, but was entangled by a cool little snake.

At first the little snake just wrapped around his shoulders, but when he wanted to move his legs, the little snake wrapped around his legs again.

He twisted his neck uneasily, and the little snake quickly stuck to his neck again.

The cool feeling pressed against his skin, and the hot feeling all over his body gradually dissipated, but he just felt a little out of breath.

Just when he felt that he was going to be strangled to death by this little snake, his consciousness gradually woke up.

When Su Xianyu slowly opened his eyes, he almost lost his breath.

Zhou Yi, that little brat, slept on top of him so he couldn't die!

No wonder he couldn't breathe when he was sleeping, it turned out that he was really entangled, no, it was a little snake lying on his back.

Su Xianyu breathed a sigh of relief, he was considering whether to tear Zhou Yi off his body and throw him on the bed, or throw him directly on the ground.

After thinking about it, forget it, it was written in the book that the little hero's sleep is too light.

Su Xianyu sighed with difficulty, forget it, continue to sleep.

If you dream of that little snake again, just throw it into the sea of ​​fire and roast it.

Fortunately, Zhou Yi was not too heavy. Su Xianyu closed his eyes and fell asleep not long after.

This time I didn't have a dream. When I woke up again, I was awakened by the sound of firecrackers outside.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Zhou Yi rubbing his eyes in a daze. This person sleeps really honestly, and the sleeping position on his body has not changed since he came up.

Su Xianyu said helplessly, "Did you sleep well?"

Zhou Yi rubbed his eyes and yawned, "I slept pretty well in the back, but the quilt is always covering you in the front."

Su Xianyu has a habit of kicking the quilt when he sleeps. He has nothing to say about this, but he still doesn't understand what the child's habit of sleeping on people is. He tilted his head and asked, "Then why are you lying on me while you are covering the quilt?" coming."

Su Xianyu's body was warm, Zhou Yi was not in a hurry to get off him, and honestly replied: "I cover you once and you kick once, I'm too sleepy, so just cover me directly on you."

"..." I have never heard of someone who can cover himself as a quilt on others, Su Xianyu was a little speechless, "That's really hard work for you."

Zhou Yi looked up at him, his crooked eyebrows and eyes became crescent-shaped smiles, "It's not hard, it's right to take care of my brother."

After the two children got up, they began to pay New Year's greetings to the elders in the family.

Su Xianyu was the youngest, but he had a lot of auspicious words in his small mouth, which made several adults laugh, and everyone stuffed him with a big red envelope.

When it was Zhou Yi's turn, he only said the simplest blessing, "Happy New Year and good health."

After the two children finished New Year's greetings, the two families took their children to visit relatives.

Zhou Yi followed his parents to the aunt's house, and began to pay New Year's greetings to his aunt and uncle after entering the door. After the New Year greetings, he received two big red envelopes. Zhou Yi carefully put the red envelopes in his mother's bag.

The little girl of the aunt's family was only less than four years old, and she babbled to Zhou Liangjun and his wife for a new year, imitating what the adults taught her.

Zhou Yi looked at the way the little doll was still rubbing his fingers, and thought she was very cute. He took his mother's hand and said in a low voice, "Mom, she is so cute, can you hold her and play with me?" ."

Jiang Mengjia understood her son's thoughts, so she didn't follow his son's words, but raised her hand to pinch his little face, and said with a smile, "Little girl is cute, and our Xiaoyi is also cute. When you grow up and get married And a cuter little girl will be born."

Seeing his mother's smiling eyes, Zhou Yi felt deeply sad.

He also swallowed what he wanted to say, and nodded lightly.

In the evening, I went home after eating at my aunt's house.

When Zhou Yi lazily leaned on the back of the back seat and looked at the empty street outside the car window, he remembered something.

Su Xianyu hasn't given him New Year's greetings yet!

The red envelope he prepared for Su Xianyu hasn't been delivered yet!

Su Xianyu's parents had no relatives who wanted to travel, but Su Zhengqi had quite a few colleagues and leaders who wanted to travel.

He followed Su Zhengqi and his wife to several houses today, and the auspicious words of New Year's greetings were almost worn out.

The key is that after giving so many gifts, I still have to go back to my own home for dinner, Su Xianyu felt that this wave of gifts was a bit of a loss.

At this moment, he was leaning back on the sofa, completely empty, his eyes were fixed on the Spring Festival Gala played back on TV, but he couldn't even listen to a word.

Until there was a knock on the door of the house, Su Zhengqi called him, "Ah Yu, go and open the door, it must be Xiaoyi who came back to play with you."

Su Xianyu's soul didn't want to move, but his brain had already dominated his body and walked over to open the door.

The cold wind couldn't wait to rush in through the crack of the door, Su Xianyu shuddered before he came back to his senses, "Xiao Yi, you are back, do you want to come in and sit?"

Zhou Yi shook his head, "I won't go in anymore, I'm here to give you lucky money, please give me New Year's greetings."

Su Xianyu, who had worshiped for a whole day, felt a headache when he heard this sentence, and the exhaustion of the day instantly suppressed the sobriety from the cold wind.

He sighed, took a step forward, raised his arms to hug Zhou Yi, and hung on his body as if he was exhausted, and the light words sprayed by Zhou Yi's ears with the heat of his breath, "Brother Xiaoyi, I wish you a safe and happy New Year..."

Zhou Yi raised the corners of his lips and smiled, put the prepared red envelope into his hand, held his little hand tightly with one of his own, and said in a calm and soft tone, "I hope Ah Yu will be safe every year, Joy every year."

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