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flushed.

My brother said a lot of stupid things, why he will grow taller than me in the future, why he must beat me by arm wrestling in a few years, and also said that he will go to work, and he must earn more than me.Once I sent him to Uncle Chen’s house, and when I went to pick him up again, he was watching the sports lottery commercials with great interest while he was facing the TV.The son of Uncle Chen’s family rolled his eyes at me from the sidelines, his expression was full of “what kind of freak is your brother”.

After bringing him back that time, I didn't say anything to him.

I know what he thinks--poor people think the same way after all.He wants money, he wants to live happily, and he wants me to stop working so hard for him.

In the blink of an eye, today is here.

I was in a daze, and the man in the suit looked at me and said, "I suggest you help persuade your father. If your younger brother can be taken back smoothly, he will become the heir of the Yue family. I don't need to say more about your family conditions. You also understand. If he can be taken back, not only can he get out of the current predicament, live a good life, and receive higher education and training, his future will also be bright. Maybe you haven’t heard of Shengyun, I I can explain some of the situation to you here-"

I didn't listen to what he said later, anyway, I just need to know that it is really powerful.My dad's expression changed and remained the same, wondering if he was distracted with me.

I suddenly reached out to the man in the suit: "How do you prove that you are not a liar?"

He showed a surprised expression, as if he was wondering why I had such an idea. To be deceived is to have the capital to be deceived. His expression turned good in an instant, and he showed several documents and proofs, and said, "If you can't trust , I can take you and your brother to Yuejia and the company headquarters tomorrow, this can never be faked."

Through his side, I saw my brother stuck his head out of the toilet, looking at me curiously, as if asking if I could come out.

He had such a silly expression, and he didn't realize at all that he had encountered a life-changing event.

There was a moment of reluctance in my heart, and I told him with gestures, don't talk, and go back to the room.The man in the suit obviously noticed him too, raised a smile, and beckoned him to come over.

I said directly: "You go back first, and my brother will tell you later."

He still listens to me.

The man in the suit said: "I think your brother is qualified to know the situation."

"He knows nothing," I said gruffly, "I won't be working tomorrow, you must at least prove to me that you are not a liar."

My dad said quietly: "The proof is useless, I won't sign it."

The man in the suit stared at him: "Mr. Ning, I really can't understand your thoughts—I can promise you that after the procedures are completed, we will compensate you more than ten times the cost of child support over the years, or what other requirements do you have? , can also propose that we negotiate together..."

I wanted to make it up to him, my brother has been raised by me all these years.But I didn't say it.

I just said: "Let's talk about things tomorrow, it's getting late today, at least give us some buffer time?"

After the man in the suit left, I went back to my room.My dad didn't stop me and acted like he didn't intend to talk to me at all.

My younger brother was sitting on the bed, wearing light yellow cotton slippers, his feet dangling in the air.When he saw me, he ran over and asked, "Why is that uncle at our house?"

I hugged him and threw him back on the bed, asked him to listen carefully, and explained it to him seriously.

He seemed to be in a daze, and didn't quite understand the meaning, and opened his eyes stupidly.

"Isn't dad my dad?" He asked suspiciously, "I...do I have another family?"

I said, "Maybe."

He suddenly became anxious, grabbed my sleeve, and asked me: "What about my brother? Isn't my brother my brother?"

I didn't expect this to be the first question he paid attention to, so I was stunned and looked at his anxious expression.I said, "What if not?"

Without warning, his eyes were opened, and tears welled up and fell down.

The seven-year-old child immediately burst into tears, and threw himself on me like a puppy, whining and howling, tears dripping down my neck and clothes.I caught him, hugged him, and heard him whimpering in my ear: "I don't want it, I just want my brother!"

10.

I don't understand myself, I actually laughed, and my shoulders shook twice.

He was flustered by my laughter, and cried louder, almost howling.My ears are not good, but I feel that his voice is called a magic voice, piercing my ears, piercing from my right ear to my left eardrum, and opening up my entire eardrum.

I said to him very calmly: "My brother can't give you something delicious."

He choked up and said, "Porridge and pickles are also delicious."

"Aren't you still complaining that you don't want to eat this morning?" I pulled out a tissue, hugged the little idiot off my body, pinched his chin and wiped his face.His tears were still pouring out, almost scalding, making his face hot.I said again, "If you continue to cry, I'll pick you up with a basin, and you won't have to pay the water bill for the next month."

He twitched his mouth and said, "Where... how can there be..."

I shook the wet tissue on my hand to show him, and he shyly hugged it again, and said aggrievedly: "I won't pay the water bill next month...then I don't have to leave my brother..."

"It's a good idea, I want to drain the last bit of your use value before you leave!" I said viciously on purpose.

My brother's tears that had stopped for a while immediately burst out again, crying and saying, "Brother is annoying!"

I quarreled with him for a long time on the issue of whether I hate him or not, and then the topic became that even if I hate him, he will show mercy and recognize me as a brother.I said that winning him depends on eloquence, and he won me by nothing, just by crying, and when I couldn't speak, I would curl my lips and shed tears, and I shed all the tears of three years in one night.

Eloquence is limited, tears are unlimited.

The boy's eyes were like a faucet, and the water was rushing. In the end, I was defeated and forced a draw. I hugged him and got into the bed, and said shamelessly: "It's getting late, it's time to go to bed."

Tired of crying, he hugged me sobbingly and slowly closed his eyes.

The next day my dad disappeared like before, as if nothing happened last night.I bought breakfast, contacted the man in the suit, and then picked my brother up for dinner.

Both his eyes were swollen from crying, and he looked extremely ugly, and he kept looking at me pretending to be pitiful, which made me not only feel unsympathetic, but also laughed again.

"I'll put some compresses on your broken eyes later," I told him, "are you happy that your good uncle is coming to take you to see something really cool?"

"Unhappy!" He didn't expect me to mention this matter, he immediately fried the pot, dropped the spoon in his hand, refused to drink the porridge, jumped down and ran to grab me.I said several times to let go, my porridge was still hot, what would he do if it was so hot.He is quite rebellious, like a dog that bites someone's clothes and will not let go, he said angrily: "Brother, you bullied me!"

I said: "How did I bully you? Didn't you still get along with others yesterday, and you still spoke ill of me to others."

He blushed: "No, it doesn't count!"

"Where is that not counted?" I said, "And he really came here to do good deeds, isn't it fun to take you there to eat and drink spicy food?"

The little idiot bit his lip and said after a while: "It's a bad thing to not let my brother be my brother!"

I laughed, let him go, and then hugged him onto my lap.This little thing is really malnourished, sitting on my lap has no weight at all, but the buttocks are full of bones, which makes me panic.I've always wanted to feed him into a little fat man, but it's a pity that he doesn't live up to it, and neither do I.

He doesn't look like a normal six-year-old at all—

I suddenly remembered that yesterday was his birthday, and he was already seven years old.

There were so many things that happened yesterday that I forgot, and no one except me remembered them.

I didn’t know what to say for a while, I was going to have a heart-to-heart talk with him, talk to him seriously about the fact that he would be taken away by other people, tell him it’s good, he can live happily in the future, and he can eat chicken legs as he pleases , No longer need to pinch your nose to drink porridge and eat pickles that have been frozen in the refrigerator for several days.

But all the language I organized disappeared.

After a while, he called me uneasily. Before my brain could react, I blurted out: "I will always be your brother."

11.

When the man in the suit came, my brother and I had already played up what it was like to live in a rich family for a full 10 minutes.My brother asked what was delicious, and I replied that he had everything he wanted.When I dressed my brother and took him by the hand and went downstairs with the man in the suit, my brother hesitated, thought for a while and then asked me if I could have five yuan pocket money every day.

This idiot.

I rubbed his face and told him, "If you want fifty, you can."

50 yuan, a huge sum of money!My brother's eyes lit up.

Children are still easy to coax, using something visible to the naked eye to lure them, the effect is extremely obvious.

Hearing this conversation, the man in the suit looked at me rather amusedly.I intuitively felt that his eyes were looking at the bumpkins.

This was the first time we sat in a limousine, and my brother checked three times before entering to see if the soles of his shoes were clean, and if he stepped on dirty shoes, he would have to pay for it.The man in the suit looked at him kindly, and said softly, "Sit down at ease."

This guy, I feel like he looks down on me a bit, and his attitude towards my younger brother is very different from my younger brother.

But it doesn't matter, it's enough that he likes my brother.

After driving for half an hour, Yuejia's villa is in the suburbs, and we are in a small residential area on the other side of the city, so the distance is far away.My brother racked his brains to think about the wonderful life I pictured,