[Space + Hoarding + Rebirth + Military Marriage + Sweet Romance + Parallel Dimension + Slight Child Rearing]
Lin Yian suffered from a terminal illness but didn't expect to become a 'd...
On the way back to the village, Lin Yian couldn't stand Lin Jianhua's staring eyes, so he briefly recounted the two previous extortion incidents.
After saying this, the three lower beams on the ox cart that had not yet grown fully broke through the species boundary and turned into howling wolf cubs.
Lin Yian absolutely believed that if Li Dongfeng or Li Enhong appeared in front of them now, it would not be a one-on-one fight but a group fight.
The calloused hands stroked the fur of the three little wolves one by one: "Alright, I fought back and my dad helped me beat up Captain Li. Now that my brother has found out about Li Enhong's gambling involvement, all that's left is to arrest him."
However, what Lin Yian did not expect was that the person who stood up from the Li family was not Li Dongfeng and his wife but a child.
Are you trying to use some cruel trick?
Lin Yian didn't want those people with such vicious hearts to take up their time together, so she changed the subject: "How many days will you have off during the busy farming season? Especially the two of you, how are your review progress?"
Lin Jianzhen immediately patted his chest and assured, "Third sister, I can pass every subject now. We will have seven days off. We will take the exam in half a month after we return to school."
"Really? Xiao Zhen is awesome. You should spend more time on your weaknesses in the remaining period of time to ensure that you don't regress. Xiao Hua, what about you?"
Lin Yian looked at Lin Jianhua. Although this younger brother was the one that gave her the least worry, a child who didn't cry would also get candy from her!
"I am confident that I can be admitted to the third listed middle school."
Lin Jianhua watched his sister praise his efforts without hesitation, and after giving some reminders of precautions, he looked at the last chick, Lin Jianbin, like a mother hen, and a smile unique to this age appeared on the young man's face.
He never enjoyed maternal love, but his aunt, stepmother and sister all gave him the same amount of love.
but
Lin Jianhua couldn't help feeling jealous when he saw a certain chick pounce on his sister from the side before she even got out of the car.
He should be in high school now, and this kind of behavior is not suitable for him.
Lin Yian's eyes lit up when she saw Lin Jianmu's new clothes, and she immediately hugged him and said, "Wow, Xiaoxiao, this dress is so beautiful. Who made it for you?"
Lin Jianmu blew out bubbles from his mouth. Although his speech was still a little unclear, at least more words came out than before: "Auntie did it!"
Lin Yian listened to the baby voice and followed suit, saying, "Yes, Xiaoxiao is really smart."
At this time, Wang Juan came out of the house and ignored her little son whom she hadn't seen for a few weeks. She walked over to Lin Yi'an with a small bowl of egg custard and said lovingly, "Isn't this the dungarees you told me to make before? This way, one piece of cloth can be used to make two sets of clothes and it's convenient to change."
Lin Yian hugged Lin Jianmu up to make it easier for Wang Juan to feed him: "Auntie, you are really good at cooking, especially this big red flower, it's so beautiful."
Lin Jianzhen immediately leaned over to take a look, and wow, it really was a big red flower.
But isn't this the younger brother? Did the older brother bring back a younger sister?
Wang Juan was also happy when talking about this: "There were only a few scraps of cloth left, so I sewed it up. The most important thing is that the child is so beautiful, just like you when you were a child, Ah Ci."
What Wang Juan didn't say was that the remaining pair of overalls was embroidered with a large bow, also made of scraps of cloth, and could also be used as a bib.
When Lin Yian was holding her brother who smelled like eggs and was about to say a few jokes, she saw Lin Anmin walking in with a depressed look on his face.