Bamboo Horse Restart Plan

The appearance of Yan Xiping and Luo Dongdong are two completely different styles. If Luo Dongdong is an elegant and elegant asparagus, then Yan Xiping is a towering tree with strong branches. Ahem, although it is still in the seedling stage, it can still be seen that Yan Xiping The development trend that Xiping has shown since he was a child.

This kind of cute and flirtatious clothes are really not suitable for Yan Xiping, who is already a half-grown boy. No matter how the clothes are put on him, it looks like he has stolen Luo Dongdong's clothes.

Luo Dongdong blushed, and wanted to praise his beauty against his conscience, but his conscience told him that he was in pain. If he really dared to say it, he would hit his ribs and commit suicide. For the sake of his little heart, Luo Dongdong chose to shut up.

Yan Xiping was used to Luo Dongdong's worship all the time, and he felt even more awkward when the child suddenly stopped talking, so he pretended to be aggressive and said, "I said it, you can see it too, I'm taking it off."

"Don't." Luo Dongdong grasped Yan Xiping's clothes sensibly, "Okay, okay, cough cough, look."

Luo Dongdong thought to himself that he would not be discovered by his conscience if he said the word "good-looking" separately.

Yan's mother knocked on the door and said, "Xiaoxi, take Dongdong's things for school tomorrow."

Hearing that it was Dongdong's school stuff, Yan Xiping instinctively ran to open the door. Outside, Yan's mother, who was holding the washed school uniform, stared rounder than Luo Dongdong. Uncle Yan, who happened to pass by, opened his mouth into an O shape, half-stretched. Seconds later, the most unrestrained laughter erupted in his life.

Yan Xiping pulled the school uniform from his mother's hand expressionlessly, then slammed the door shut and locked it, outside, Uncle Yan knocked on the door frantically: "Xiao Xi, let the little uncle take a picture, Xiao Xixi, Xiao Pingping, come out and let the four Uncle take a photo."

Yan Xiping ran into the closet with a dark face to change. Luo Dongdong carefully hid the small camera that Yan's mother bought for him. It is estimated that this dress will never appear again in the future, so it must be remembered well.

When Yan Xiping came out, Uncle Yan was still knocking on the door persistently. He dug out Luo Dongdong whose head was buried under the quilt and said, "You're causing trouble, so you go and get rid of him."

Luo Dongdong said softly, "You can't blame me."

Yan Xiping stared straight at Luo Dongdong for a while, then picked up his beloved big bamboo shoot doll and stuffed it into his arms: "Go out and act cute and get them away, or I'll move to the guest room to sleep today."

Luo Dongdong, who didn't even have a problem sleeping under the flyover back then, was used to being clingy by Yan Xiping, so he didn't want to sleep by himself, he would be afraid, so he quickly grabbed Yan Xiping's sleeve and said, "No."

Yan Xiping cast a cold look over him, and Luo Dongdong said straightforwardly: "Brother Xipi said, a child will be bitten by a mouse when he sleeps by himself, and I don't have enough flesh to bite my butt."

Yan Xiping laughed out loud: "If you are with me, you just leave me to accompany you to be bitten by mice."

Luo Dongdong's small hands were tightly clenched, the meaning was obvious, if you don't stay, I'll bite you, no need for rats.

"Okay then, I'll accompany you after you get little uncle away." Yan Xiping made a reluctant expression.

Luo Dongdong quickly jumped out of the bed and opened the door with the big bamboo shoot doll in his arms. Then he was taken aback. The crowd must have come together. Except for Uncle Yan's family, almost all the people had arrived, and they all stood by the door as if waiting for their eyes to see through. , Even the old man came to join in the fun happily. As soon as Uncle Yan saw the door opened, he wanted to squeeze in. He found that Luo Dongdong opened the door and then stopped the momentum, but Dongdong's small body couldn't withstand his impact.

"Dongdong, let little uncle go in." In order to see his nephew's jokes, Uncle Yan had already typed up countless plans in his heart to coax Luo Dongdong into his room, but it was useless at all, and Luo Dongdong didn't stop him at all. , Get out of the way directly to indicate that you can go in.

As can be imagined, the people who entered only saw Yan Xiping who was wearing a black and white plaid pajamas sitting on the bedside reading a book, and he asked solemnly, "Are you okay?"

Uncle Yan asked, "Why did you change your clothes so quickly?"

Yan Xiping asked innocently, "Aren't you changing into your pajamas when you go back to your room?"

"Of course I will." Uncle Yan smacked his lips and said, "I mean, why don't you wear the pajamas just now?"

Yan Xiping looked down at himself in confusion: "I've been wearing this all the time."

Uncle Yan didn't believe it: "How is it possible, I clearly saw that you were wearing panda clothes, just like Dongdong's, just now in front of the door."

Relying on the fact that no one except Luo Dongdong knew that he had that dress, Yan Xiping said nonsense in a serious manner: "What you saw is Dongdong, right?"

"Impossible, I won't be wrong." Uncle Yan was not so easy to fool, and stood firm in his position.

"How can it be impossible for you to see wrongly?" Yan Xiping looked at Uncle Yan very sincerely: "It's not like you don't know that you are highly myopic, and it's normal to see wrongly occasionally."

"Really?" Uncle Yan began to recall whether he had put on or held his glasses outside just now.

Yan's mother took a funny look at her son and didn't puncture it. The others didn't see the scene because of Yan Xiping's nonsense. Uncle's blindness is a recognized fact.

Who is Uncle Yan? He only hesitated for a moment before realizing that his nephew was making something up, so he turned to attack Luo Dongdong: "Baby Dongdong, come and tell Uncle what Brother Xiping was wearing just now."

"That's it." Luo Dongdong's expression was very natural, and he answered without even the slightest hesitation.

Since Luo Dongdong never lied, the family members who had always loved Dong Dongduo instinctively chose to believe his words, including the sons and daughters of Uncle Yan's family who were always known for helping their relatives but not helping them.

Uncle Yan felt wronged, can he talk nonsense at a young age?Can you just talk nonsense because she looks cute and harmless?Is it okay to talk nonsense because it looks honest?

As it turns out, you can.

Yan Xiping sent everyone out on the grounds that he had to go to bed early when school started tomorrow. When he came back, he saw Luo Dongdong lying under the quilt with his shoulders shaking slightly. Is it that funny?"

Luo Dongdong nodded honestly: "Yes."

Yan Xiping gritted his teeth: "Little brat, the wings have grown hard, you dare to laugh at me, don't you?"

Luo Dongdong asked curiously: "Brother Xipi, what is a little bastard?"

Yan Xiping half-closed his eyes and looked at Luo Dongdong. He didn't know if he understood other words, but he must understand this word. Xiao Mian wanted to pretend to be stupid, but there was no way. Yan Xiping cleared his throat and explained, "In short, you It can be understood as a child, especially the naughty kind."

"Oh." Luo Dongdong replied obediently to express his understanding, and then slipped into the quilt to sleep.

Seeing that Luo Dongdong didn't respond, Yan Xiping thought he was ashamed, so he didn't think much, turned off the lights and lay down under the quilt to go to sleep, then he heard Luo Dongdong's voice softly.

"Brother Xiping, you are also a child."

Yan Xiping didn't react for a while, and asked casually, "What?"

Luo Dongdong paused and said, "You are so naughty when you bully my little uncle."

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Yan Xiping finally realized what Luo Dongdong was talking about, and he didn't spit out the words "little bastard" after beating him back and forth a few times. He wanted to hit him directly but was afraid that he would accidentally break it. His ear said, "You little bastard, you'll get mad at me."

Luo Dongdong turned over and approached with a smile: "Brother Xipi, what a bastard."

Yan Xiping learned his lesson and pushed him back blankly: "You're a little bastard, go to sleep."

"Hee hee." Luo Dongdong returned to his place to sleep in a good mood.

Yan Xiping looked at the little man next to him under the dim light of the night light, and he seemed to be getting more and more cheerful.

Early the next morning, Luo Dongdong got up full of energy and shook Yan Xiping awake: "Brother Xipi, it's time for school."

Yan Xiping glanced at his watch in a daze and said, "It's only five o'clock, go to sleep a little longer, if you don't have enough rest, you will be sleepy during the daytime."

"But I'm not, I'm not sleepy anymore."

"You've just started school, and you'll realize the value of morning sleep after you go to school for a few more days." Yan Xiping stretched out a hand from under the quilt to push the child back and said, "Sleep a little longer."

"Oh." Luo Dongdong lay back in his seat and looked at the ceiling with his eyes open, so excited that he couldn't fall asleep, but Brother Xipi said that if he didn't sleep well in the morning, he would be sleepy in class, and it would be impolite to sleep in class, otherwise he would sleep for a while.

Luo Dongdong, who was already extraordinarily energetic, began to count the sheep in a low voice: "One sheep, two sheep, three sheep..."

Not long after, Yan Xiping, who had already been half asleep and half awake from Luo Dongdong's noise, fell asleep again, and the kid counting sheep became more energetic: "One hundred and seven sheep, one hundred and eight sheep... .”

When Aunt Li was knocking on the door and calling for dinner, Luo Dongdong felt that it was time to get up, so he jumped up and continued to shake Xiping: "Brother Xipi, wake up, I'm going to be late."

Yan Xiping, who was eating mutton hot pot in his dream, woke up leisurely, and looked at the watch hanging on the wall in a daze: "Well, it's time to wake up."

The breakfast that belonged to Luo Dongdong was exactly the same as the one he prepared for Yan Xiping half a year ago. Aunt Li smiled and said, "Dongdong also needs to score 100 in the exam."

"En." Luo Dongdong buried himself in his breakfast in a good mood.

Yan Xinxin, who also had to go to school, asked, "Aunt Li, why did you only get 100 in the exam after eating buns and ham?"

"Because one ham and two buns are worth 100."

Yan Xiangrong quit, threw his chopsticks and shouted: "Why does he have us and not, even a servant is so partial."

Aunt Li has worked in Yan's family for more than 30 years, and she knows how many twists and turns of the family, and she doesn't want to be as knowledgeable as a little girl, and concentrate on making breakfast for others and ignore her.

Third Aunt Yan was not happy: "Aunt Li, we Xinxin and Xiang Rong also entered the school on the same day, so you can be regarded as favoring each other."

No matter how senior she is, Aunt Li is still a servant who doesn't want to quarrel early in the morning. The Yan family never makes things too difficult for servants, especially those who have worked at home for decades, and treat them like a family. Hearing them say that, Mr. Yan The wife quit, staring at her eyes: "Who told you that you can talk to Aunt Li like this, isn't it polite?"

Yan Xiangrong was a little scared, and whispered: "It's because she is partial."

Aunt Li said calmly, "Miss Xiang Rong, you were the one who said you wanted to eat Western-style breakfast this morning."

Listening to them talking, Yan Xiping remembered that the two older sisters of the third uncle's family had transferred back to the same school as him, and began to faintly worry that they would mess around, but he didn't care, Dongdong couldn't bear it.

Luo Dongdong didn't know if he thought of Yan Xiping, and said quietly to him, "Don't worry."

The author has something to say: One day after N years, Luo Dongdong gave Yan Xiping a pillow: "Don't you like to sleep in the guest room? Go, bring your special pillow, don't give it away."