Zhong Nanqin and Su Mian took Zhong Shengwan to the hospital directly.

Bai Yan looked at the little skin rubbing on the little guy's face, and was a little amused and crying.

"What happened to this little injury to come to me?"

Zhong Nanqin and Su Mian were too lazy to pay attention to him, so only Zhong Sheng replied to him angrily, "Uncle Bai, I am a girl, this is on the face. What if I can't handle it properly and get disfigured?"

Bai Yan used iodine to disinfect her while comforting her, "Don't worry, this little injury will not affect your beauty."

Zhong Shengwan suddenly became sad, "I think our friends in our class like to play with me, most of them like my appearance."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because everyone who likes to play with me is all male classmates."

Bai Yan was about to speak, but Zhong Nanqin spoke first, "Go away from those male classmates in the future!"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

The beautiful sword brows frowned, and his tone was very unhappy.

Bai Yan couldn't help laughing, "You finally understand why I don't like your Zhong Yibai, right? I stick to our Yiyi every day, and I can't feel better every time I see me."

"Zhong Yibai is different from them."

"Why are they different? Are they all boys?"

Zhong Nanqin, “He is my son!”

Bai Yan, “…Can you want some face?”

Su Mian smiled aside so much that her stomach hurt.

When he returned home from the hospital, Zhong Shengwan ran to the backyard to see the little rabbit she raised. Su Mian was preparing lunch in the kitchen, and Zhong Nanqin changed his clothes from the bedroom.

Su Mian looked back at him, with a black wool cardigan covering the simple white shirt and a pair of pure cotton home pants underneath.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Now he has the charm of a mature man than three years ago. Every time Su Mian sees him, he can't help but feel moved.

She asked him, "Don't you go to the company?"

Zhong Nanqin leaned behind her, reached out and gently hugged her slender waist, lowered her body, and gently pressed her chin against her shoulders, his voice was low and magnetic, "I won't go anymore, let Yan Qingming bring me the documents that need to be signed later."

Since the family of five moved to this courtyard a year ago, Zhong Nanqin would stay at home to work as long as the company was not very busy.

When he moved here, Su Mian did not ask for servants. Except for Aunt Guo who was sent back to the old house, the rest of servants were dismissed.

But Zhong Nanqin was worried that she would be lonely at home alone, so she always wanted to stay at home with her.

But in fact, Su Mian is not lonely at all. Not only is she not lonely, but she also lives a happy life every day.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Next door was Bai Yan's family of four living.

Not long after they moved in, Bai Yan and Shen Ruhua also moved in. Shen Ruhua insisted on buying this small courtyard, saying that she wanted to go back to the feeling of living with Su Mian when she was a child.

Bai Yan loved her again and took out his entire property to buy this luxurious courtyard.

Now Shen Ruhua is taking care of her son who has just turned one year old at home, and Su Mian is a housewife at home. They visit each other when they have nothing to do, or chat while busy in their own yards.

Every time Su Mian cooks her meal, she will shout at the courtyard next door, "Ruhua, I'll have a meal."

A few minutes later, Shen Ruhua would come over with her baby to eat and drink.

The feeling of my best friend living next door is not ordinary.

Just like at this moment, Su Mian looked at the meal that was about to be prepared, she said to Zhong Nanqin, "Go and shout Ruhua to have a meal."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Zhong Nanqin was so sad that she heard this, "Her family is so poor that she can't even expose the pot?"

Su Mian tilted his head and kissed him on the face, then softly coaxed him, "Be good, go quickly."

Zhong Nanqin's face instantly improved more than one degree. He leaned his lips over and said softly, "I want it."

Su Mian couldn't stand him like this the most. She immediately turned off the fire from the stove, turned around in his arms, and the two stood face to face.

He raised his hand to hook his neck, tiptoed and sent his lips up.

When the two were so close that they wanted to swallow each other, the sound of bells and resentful little breasts came from the kitchen door, "How many times have I emphasized that, can you find a hidden place when you kiss?"

The two kissed each other as if they didn't hear her talking, and they were still so close that they couldn't stand it.

Zhong Shengwan rolled his eyes at the two of them resentfully, turned around and walked towards the living room, muttering as he walked, "Yi Su and I have the most miserable life. Yi Bai has Yi Yi's sister, father has mother, mother has father, no one wants Yi Su and I..."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

......

If Zhong Shengwan is the one who makes Su Mian the most troublesome child at home, then Zhong Yisu is definitely the one who makes Su Mian the most relieved child at home.

Since childhood, he has shown that he is more obedient than ordinary children.

Before he was one year old, he would not cry even if he was hungry, pee, and shit, but would only scream.

After one year old, when he was learning to walk, he was thrown countless times. Every time Zhong Sheng cried heartbrokenly, Zhong Yisu just turned red with red eyes, and then he would get up obediently and continue walking forward.

When he was two and a half years old, he learned to wear clothes, socks and shoes by himself, and he could eat with chopsticks. Su Mian didn't need to worry about it at all.

Now three years old, he is as sensible as a big boy.

Sometimes, Zhong Yibai couldn't help but sigh, "I feel that my brother is more sensible than me, the eldest brother. What should I do if I feel embarrassed?"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

But the old lady said, "Yi Su is like his uncle. His uncle has been like this since he was a child and has never made me worry about him."

But the more sensible he is, the more Su Mian can't help but favor it.

So every time I go back to my old house, Zhong Shengwan will complain to my grandparents, "Mom is so partial. When we quarrel, she always helps me, but she doesn't help me."

Every time the old lady would ask her happily, "Yi Su will still quarrel with you?"

As soon as I asked, the bell stopped in the evening.

It's definitely not arguing, she's always bullying her.

How could Yisu be willing to quarrel with her?

......

After school, Zhong Yisu changed his shoes, put down his schoolbag and went to find Zhong Shengwan.

Zhong Shengwan was painting. When he saw Zhong Yisu come back, he ran over immediately. His mouth turned sagging, "Yisu, I was bullied by others today."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Although the two little guys are twins, they are obviously much higher than the bell.

He led Zhong Shengwan to the carpet beside him and sat down. His bright big eyes looked at the band-aid patch on Zhong Shengwan's face, and his delicate little brow frowned a little, "Is this injury he caused?"

"Yeah," Zhong Shengwan, the little devil, immediately turned into a good girl when he got to the two brothers. "Lin Xiaopang scratched it with his hands. It hurts so much. Brother, please brag for me."

The little boy, who was very cold in front of outsiders, immediately came to Zhong Shengwan and pouted for her for a long time.

Su Mian walked in with the cut fruit and saw a scene before her...

Two children were sitting cross-legged on the blanket in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Zhong Shengwan was stretching his little face against the Band-Aid to Zhong Yisu. Zhong Yisu leaned over and kept whispering to the position of the Band-Aid.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Zhong Sheng laughed sweetly in his face. The happiness of Zhong being spoiled by his brother made Su Mian unable to help but be jealous when he saw it.

It is said that a sister with a brother is the happiest.

This little female devil in her family has two brothers who love her the most, and with Zhong Nanqin's daughter slave, she is the happiest person in the world.

Su Mian placed the fruit on the small sandalwood table beside him, looked up and called the two of them, "Come here to eat the fruit."

As soon as I heard about eating fruit, the bell rang out of the carpet with a cheer, and came over with my short legs.

Zhong Yisu got up from the carpet and walked over slowly.

Su Mian looked at him and asked, "Do you still have to go to Grandpa Jiang's house later?"

Zhong Yisu nodded, "I made an appointment with Grandpa Jiang yesterday, and I'll be here today."

"Don't be too late. Call me when you're done and I'll pick you up."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Mom, don't pick me up. I can come back by myself so close."

"Okay, I'll cook for you first."

"Mom, Grandma Jiang is going to make fried noodles tonight, so I'll go over there to eat it."

As soon as he heard Grandma Jiang say the noodles with fried sauce, Zhong Shengwan shouted, "I want to go too, I want to go too. The noodles made by Grandma Jiang are so delicious."

"Okay," Su Mian stood up and walked towards the kitchen, "I made some snacks, you guys bring them to grandparents."

"Um."

Zhong Yisu’s “Grandpa Jiang, Grandma Jiang” is a neighbor who lives next door. Before Grandpa Jiang retired, he was a famous chess master in China, and Grandma Jiang was a Peking Opera actor.

Once, the two families met by chance. Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang especially liked Zhong Shengwan and Zhong Yisu.

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Grandma Jiang intended to teach Zhongsheng to learn Peking Opera late, but after persisting for a while, she found that she was not interested in Peking Opera at all, and finally gave up helplessly.

But Grandpa Jiang was surprised to find that although Zhong Yisu is young, his personality is calm that does not match his age.

So he tried to teach him chess for a while, and finally accepted him as a closed disciple.

This is a great fortune for Zhong Yisu. After all, there are too many people who want to be an apprentice under Grandpa Jiang's disciple, but he only accepted twenty people including Zhong Yisu in his life.

Except for Zhong Yisu, the other nineteen have become famous and even produced several master-level figures.
To be continued...