The days when I was a bunny in a wealthy family

The human heart is selfish, just like this moment.

Even if there is a reason for a child to steal something from an adult, it is still wrong.As a brother ten years older than him, Xue Yi knew that he should tell him that it was wrong to do so, but he couldn't open his mouth, so he finally reached out and touched his little head gently.

"This is not allowed in the future." Xue Yi carried him into the piano room, put him on the piano bench, and sat on it himself.

"Understood, I can't mess with my uncle all the time, or he should shut himself up in his room to drink when he gets angry."

Xue Yi finally couldn't bear it any longer, and asked Chen Chen: "Why does he hide and drink, is it a habit?"

"I don't know." Lu Zichen cupped his head and recalled: "It seems that it has been like this since I came to live in my uncle's house this time. I even asked our kindergarten teacher, and the teacher said that parents are under a lot of pressure, so I must be obedient at home and be a good boy. Baby, uncle will like me more."

Xue Yi frowned, "Pressure, what pressure?"

Lu Zichen thought that Xue Yi didn't know what 'stress' was, so he explained to him, "It means very tired. Anyway, I don't feel stressed. I'm not tired. When I'm tired, uncle will hug me. By the way, Uncle also said that Brother Xiao Yi is also under great pressure, and you have to spare time to teach me, so I have to obediently listen to you?"

"No need." Xue Yi quickly played a few arpeggios with one hand: "Before your parents come back, you only listen to what your uncle says, and you don't need to listen to others."

"Then I don't need to listen to you, can I just skip playing the piano and go play with cars!" The little brat was suddenly happy, straightened his waist, and his hair was about to stand up happily.

Xue Yi gave him a hand, and snickered: "But your uncle just said, let you listen to your brother at home, did you forget it so quickly?"

"I don't remember..."

Lu Zichen wanted to move, but found that the back of his neck had been locked by fate.Elder Brother Xiao Yi rested his other hand on his back, seemingly useless, but in fact he was in control of everything. Lu Zichen's two little arms could only rest on the piano, poorly, they couldn't even move backwards.

As soon as the little boy looked up, his little brother Yi was smiling at him gently, as if nothing had happened.

Lu Zichen struggled to no avail, and said cowardly: "...I remember, I haven't forgotten, I always listen to Brother Xiaoyi."

"Come on, dear, how I played just now, you play it again."

"I, I didn't see what you played." Lu Zichen changed his tactic, reached out to hug his waist, and cheated online, "I really didn't see it, brother Xiao Yi, play it again."

Xue Yi smiled, opened his palms, and pushed his forehead away: "You obviously saw it, why pretend you didn't see it."

The little boy almost cried... The endless journey in this life is his brother Yi's routine.

"Sit up straight and don't slack play."

"Open your hands, don't be limp."

Children can’t play for too long. They started playing at nine o’clock, and they clamored for a rest after ten o’clock. Xue Yi carried him down. Xue Yi stood barefoot on the blanket and moved his sore wrists.

More than half a month ago, the bandage was hardened, and there was such a problem. If the wrist was strained for a long time, it would become sore and swollen. Sometimes it hurt very much, and it would tremble even when holding very light objects.

Let's go to that Chinese medicine store sometime to have a look.

"Brother Xiao Yi——!"

Lu Zichen's voice came from the first floor, Xue Yi came over lazily, with his arms pressed against the wide handrail of the stairs and looked down, the little boy was lying on the window sill of the first floor, shouting excitedly at Xue Yi.

"Brother, come down quickly, it's snowing outside!"

"Huh?" Xue Yi trembled slightly, and his pupils also shrank, "It's snowing, is it true?"

"Really, come down quickly."

It must be the first snow.

Last year's snow seemed to fall on Christmas. After the evening self-study, a group of brats in their class went to pick up skewers and bought three or four pieces of beer. After drinking too much, they threatened to go to the girls' high school to throw apples. who to marry!As a result, after going there, they all acted like grandchildren, and were mistaken for apple sellers by girls after school.

The snow this time seems to be earlier.

"I'm not kidding you, come down and take a look, the small courtyard is all white!"

Xue Yi came down from the stairs and knelt on the windowsill with Lu Zichen.The sky outside is very bright, there is no wind, and small and delicate snowflakes are slowly falling.Lu Zichen opened the window and stretched out his short hand, which was blocked by the eaves above, and did not catch the snowflakes.

"Brother Xiao Yi, come and pick me up!"

Things like catching snowflakes usually appear in bloody romance novels. Xue Yi felt childish, so he retracted his hands into his sleeves and refused to stretch them out.

"Brother Xiao Yi, hurry up, catch the snowflake, and make a wish before the snow melts, it will come true."

"I'm cold." Xue Yi was unwilling to reach out.

"You are a young man. Our teacher said that young people are not afraid of the cold."

"Where did you come up with such nonsense?"

"Come on quickly."

Lu Zichen hugged his arm, and dragged him out forcefully. Xue Yi's head was stuck on the glass, half pushed, and half of his body was squeezed out.The small snowflakes landed on the palm of the hand, they were cool and melted at the touch, leaving a tingling numbness that crawled into the heart.

Make a wish?It's too childish.If you have to agree to one, then I hope that my father can recognize his son sooner, and my mother can come back to see him more often. The upcoming birthday can be celebrated as a family together.

No need to go anywhere, eat anything, just stay together.

"Brother Yi, what wish did you make?"

"I hope I can get No.1 in the final exam." Xue Yi said casually.

"It's definitely possible. My uncle always says you're smart, so you're guaranteed to be No.1." Lu Zichen smiled obediently, hugged him and said, "Brother Xiaoyi, can you make a promise for me? Just bless me next time in kindergarten." No.1 in the parent-child competition, okay?"

Xue Yi smiled, nodded in agreement, and then asked in confusion: "Of course, but didn't you take the first place last time?"

"No." Lu Zichen was suddenly unhappy, his face wrinkled into a bun.

When Xue Yi saw it, he withdrew his hand and went directly to ice his neck, making the child scream from the cold, and almost fell off the window sill. Finally, Xue Yi picked him up and lay on his arm, gasping for breath Out of breath.

"Then tell me, who won the first place?"

"It's Xu Jiaran. I never thought it would be him."

"Why do you say that?"

"The teacher said that he is from the south and has an accent, so he might not be able to understand what he said, so he also emphasized that we should get along with him."

"If you have an accent, you still get No. 1. Could it be that he is so cute?" Xue Yi smiled and looked at Xue outside the window.

"He's not cute, but he's very cool. His parents came and recited Qinyuan Chunxue together, in Hunan dialect, and the teacher said it was very good."

"Oh, according to you, it was because their family was creative, so they won. What's the matter, aren't he and you good friends, are you unhappy?"

"We're good friends!" Lu Zichen was suddenly excited: "The whole kindergarten knows that we are brother brothers, and we are the coolest kids in the kindergarten."

"Brother, who taught you the nonsense." Xue Yi smiled, his eyes curled up, and he tugged at his ears and continued to ask: "Then why were you sad just now, you can hang a water bottle with your little mouth? "

"How could I! Well, I just envy him a little bit. The day before the game, he told me that his parents were busy with work and couldn't come, but he still came during the game and brought a lot of clothes and food."

"Don't you have an uncle? Does your uncle treat you badly?"

"Uncle is very kind to me." Lu Zichen licked his lips, "But I think that uncle is busier than my father. Look, he promised to make dumplings with us yesterday, but now, heh, big liar uncle .”

Xue Yi leaned against the wall and smiled, with his arms naturally resting on the child's shoulders, his slender white and slender fingers stretched out as a point of strength, lazily resting on the window frame.

The snow was still falling, and it was gradually getting bigger. Lu Haoting's car drove slowly from the other side, and he saw the boy sitting on the window sill from a distance.

The driver turned off the car, and he sat on the co-pilot and looked in from a distance. The wipers were still shaking regularly. Through the swirling snowflakes, it was Xue Yi's cute and handsome face.

The snow started to fall halfway through the car, so this year's first snow, the first thing I saw was not my nephew, but this kid who seemed to be playing handsome and posing.

The driver's eyes followed his boss, and he also looked over.

"Isn't that your nephew?"

Lu Haoting smiled and shook his head: "No, those are students from No. [-] Middle School who came to teach Chen Chen how to play the piano."

"Really." The driver squinted his eyes and saw that the child was sitting sideways in the window, with his chin raised slightly, and he was smiling with curved lips. It looks as good as a chisel.

"This little teacher is quite handsome, and he can even play the piano. In our time, such a child was usually surrounded by a bunch of little girls after class, asking this and that, and even going to the bathroom was difficult."

"Probably." Lu Haoting suddenly remembered the little girl with the ball hair, so he said with a smile: "This kid is smart, and he is very popular with girls."

"Mr. Lu, to be honest, was it like this when you were in school?"

"I don't." Lu Haoting's tone was very light, and he lowered his head in embarrassment.

"Why not? Mr. Lu doesn't know. The female employees below gossip about whether you have a girlfriend, when you plan to get married, and so on."

"Really, but I really haven't." Lu Haoting recalled his high school days: "At that time, I was shy and didn't dare to talk to girls, and my family was strict. My classmates thought I was cold, so I didn't come. block me."

It was after bringing Lu Zichen back from abroad that this timid character gradually changed.

"Haha, Mr. Lu, you are so interesting. It's getting late, go get the documents, I'll wait for you here."

"it is good."

Lu Haoting got out of the car and walked home on the thin snow.

As soon as the door was opened, the little nephew flew into his arms.Lu Haoting picked him up and stroked his soft hair.

Lu Zichen didn't think he was cold, so he happily rubbed against him, and said excitedly, "Uncle is back! Brother Xiaoyi, let's make dumplings together later!"

"Sir is back." Xue Yi stood behind, with the sleeves of his sweater pulled up to his elbows, and what he used to hide his excitement was a cute and sincere look in his eyes.

He looked at Lu Haoting and asked, "It's snowing, is it cold outside, I'll make you hot tea."

"No." Lu Haoting said, "There's still something to do over there, I'll come back to get something."

Before Xue Yi was disappointed, Lu Zichen gave up, his small face wrinkled in grievance, lay on his uncle's shoulder, and said loudly in a crying voice: "Uncle is a big liar, you agreed to have dinner with me and brother today , liar, liar!"

"How is next week? Uncle will be at home with you next week."

"No! I want today, I want today, it snows today, and it won't snow next week."

"Why does it have to snow?"

"Because I like snow, I will be with my uncle when it snows!"

Children's unreasonable troubles always have a bit of dependence, Lu Haoting can't blame him, so he looks up at Xue Yi, his eyes rarely have some signals for help. Became an out-and-out little devil.

Xue Yi blinked, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and said to Lu Haoting aggrievedly: "Sir, I really like snow too."

The author has something to say: I am a cute little Gong, who am I afraid of~