Chapter 13 Chapter 13
The smell is too strong.
Yue Qing walked into the room with mixed feelings, but she did not sleep between the two children. Instead, she let them sleep together. She leaned against the head of the bed and opened the picture book story that she had never read before.
"This is a princess with very long hair." She spoke calmly but with a hint of uncertainty, "And this is a witch..."
The two kids were originally very excited, but as they listened, they felt something was not right.
Although the brother and sister are twins born on the same day, little Le Jia, who has always had the concept of "Uncle System" in his head since childhood, knows more than his sister. He knows that he has to take care of his sister. When his sister was bullied by her bad aunt and cried, he always asked Uncle System how to comfort her.
So he also had a few little stories in his little head, and he had been coaxing his sister many times and was very skilled at it.
But why is the story my aunt told different from the one my uncle told?
"Brother." Xiao Le'an pulled his brother's sleeve again, pulled the quilt to cover his mouth, and whispered in his ear, "It seems that my aunt can't tell stories."
Little Le Jia covered her mouth: "Shh, keep your voice down, adults are very concerned about their reputation."
"I blocked it."
Yueqing: "..."
Are you really polite?
She really wanted to teach the two kids a lesson, such as that speaking with your mouth covered also makes sound.
But think about it, this might traumatize the two cubs’ young minds.
Her thoughts drifted away and her voice stopped.
The two little beepers also turned their heads in unison, without a trace of sleepiness in their eyes.
Although my aunt is not good at telling stories, they don’t dislike her.
Facing the children's gazes, Yue Qing gently tapped the edge of the picture book: "Sorry, I don't know how to tell the story."
Not only could the kids not sleep, they also lost their spirits due to the complaints.
【I think I messed up.】
Xiao Le'an turned his head and saw his aunt's eyes. He immediately lifted the quilt and asked curiously, "Hasn't your aunt heard of this?"
Yueqing nodded softly.
When she was little, she was busy being well-behaved and trying to please others. How could anyone tell her stories? She didn't even know about picture books. As she grew older, she seemed to be past the age where she needed them.
"Next time I'll buy you one with words on it." Yue Qing thought of a compromise.
[This way you can read it out loud to your children.]
"Who will coax my aunt to sleep?"
In the past, little Le'an was coaxed to sleep by his older brother, who also had a system uncle. So how did my aunt sleep when she was a child?
Yue Qing avoided the children's gaze, and occasionally touched the picture book, with a somewhat cold tone: "No one to comfort me, I sleep by myself."
The two children, who were still able to huddle together for warmth, were silent for several seconds.
It seems that the kids don't need to tell stories themselves. Yue Qing closed the picture book and prepared to stand up: "Then I will..."
Before he could finish his words, he felt the bed shake. Little Le'an turned around with a big movement and grabbed his brother's hand: "Brother, let's tell Auntie a story!"
Yue Qing was stunned: "What?"
"Brother can tell stories." Little Le'an said proudly, "Brother used to coax An'an to sleep, and today he coaxed Auntie to sleep."
Although he didn't know why no one comforted his aunt, Xiao Le'an had seen how his aunt slept.
On the day she fell ill, her aunt was lying on the sofa, her body slightly curled up quietly, her brows still furrowed. Xiao Le'an couldn't describe the feeling, it was very similar to when his brother used to have nightmares.
"Is it okay, brother?" she asked.
Little Le Jia pursed his lips tightly.
"You're the opposite of Tian Gang!" Uncle System was fuming in his mind, "Only adults tell stories to children, not children who tell stories to adults. Just sleep well."
Little Lejia didn't understand what Fan Tiangang meant, and he felt very conflicted.
Telling stories to my aunt... feels weird.
"Brother, auntie is not happy when she sleeps." His sister whispered in his ear and touched his brow, "Just like brother."
Little Le Jia tilted his head.
He went to see his aunt sleeping in the cold room where he and his sister used to live.
She...seems to have never said she was cold.
My sister and I were very cold when we slept there, so my aunt must have been cold too, which is why she couldn't sleep well.
This time, Yue Qing really didn't hear the two kids talking. She hadn't thought of asking them to tell her stories at all, so after a moment of stunned silence, she shook her head and said, "I don't need to listen to stories."
The moment she stood up, her fingers were grasped by soft little hands.
It was little Le Jia who was half lying on his stomach.
"That's what I said just now." Little Le Jia used his own logic to understand the adults' logic, "but I want to listen."
Yueqing recalled his previous conversations about tea.
"I am really..."
"I can speak." Little Le Jia said seriously, "I can speak better than you."
As he spoke, he opened the picture book that his aunt had placed next to him. He also sat up and patted the spot where his aunt had been sitting: "Sit down."
I have to say that at this moment, Yueqing really saw some shadows of a genius baby in this child.
Before the child could even say no, he had already started the first story: "Once upon a time there was a beautiful princess who lived in a very big castle..."
The child's language system was indeed outstanding. Yue Qing was surprised for a moment, but when she came to her senses, she was sitting back in her original seat, and she actually took the child's words to heart.
What a novel experience.
"Aunt, brother is a good storyteller, right?" Little Le'an came out from under the quilt at some point and leaned beside her.
The little boy's voice paused strangely for two seconds. Although he didn't look over, he looked a little nervous with his hands on the picture book.
Yue Qing smiled and said, "Yeah, it's really good."
Little Le Jia straightened his back a little: "I will learn more stories."
Yue Qing Xiaoxiao didn't say anything else. She encouraged the kids more, saying that they would be more confident in the future. Besides, they could speak better than her.
But... she couldn't imagine that there would be such an opportunity again.
She thought back to the past twenty years or so, and found that bedtime almost every night was a time when she was extremely relaxed yet difficult.
Relaxation can relieve the fatigue of the day.
The hardest part was being away from the sunlight and light. It was as if the world had become dark and quiet, and she was separated from the world again. She would only feel better when she fell asleep.
But today is different. Yueqing actually feels that the darkness outside the window is tinged with the warm light of the night lights.
She leaned her head slightly against the headboard, and for the first time she felt that the stories in the children's picture books were really beautiful, but the children's voices gradually became smaller.
I don’t know when it started, but Yue Qing slowly fell down from the headboard, sliding to the edge of the bed, and fell asleep head to head with little Le An who had been leaning on her.
Little Le Jia, who was holding the storybook, could no longer resist the sleepiness and fell into a sound sleep on the pillow.
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When Yue Qing woke up the next day, she felt her neck was extremely sore. She moved her neck unconsciously but found that something seemed to be pressing on her wrist. She moved slightly, but her hand was held even tighter.
She took two seconds to react and suddenly opened her eyes.
What caught my eye was a big, delicate face. The little girl hadn't woken up yet, her hair was messy and stuck to her face, her chin was resting on her arms, and her little hands were holding her tightly.
Looking back, her little feet were resting on her brother's shoulders.
Little Le Jia was like a pig, sleeping with his butt arched, in a very strange posture.
Yue Qing froze in place. Several minutes passed without her understanding how she had fallen asleep last night. Finally, her vibrating phone reminded her that it was time to get up and make breakfast.
After slowly pulling his hand out, Xiao Le'an hummed twice in dissatisfaction and muttered something.
Yue Qing turned her head slightly and heard that she seemed to be calling her aunt.
She paused for a moment and responded softly, not knowing whether the child heard it.
Just as she was about to go out, she found that the two children were still wearing mini cameras around their necks. She then remembered that she came to get the cameras for them last night, but ended up falling asleep while listening to a story.
It was not time for the children to wake up yet, so Yueqing carefully took the camera off for them.
The children who were still asleep were particularly clingy, and without having to worry about all the little thoughts in their minds, Yueqing felt strangely peaceful.
While they were doing this, the children rubbed her hands in a daze. She just lowered her eyes, gently scratched the children's faces, and gently patted their heads, letting them fall asleep again.
After coming out of the room and washing up, Yueqing cooked porridge, took out his notebook, and exported all the videos he shot yesterday. Since he had promised the kids to send them videos, he had to do it.
The video was long, so she needed to screen it before letting them decide whether to keep it.
The content of the two videos is basically the same, except for the perspective. The picture is shaky, and if you stand very close, you can't see the child's upper body at all unless he looks up.
Yue Qing then noticed that although the two cubs rarely communicated with her, they would always look at her when they were playing by themselves.
It was strange that she had the illusion that she was also valued.
After coming into this world, Yue Qing didn't feel anything special about whether the children called her "Auntie" or not. It was just a name, no different from her name.
But from this perspective, seeing the child looking at her and calling her "Auntie" over and over again made her heart tremble uncontrollably.
While lying in bed together, she could hear the sound of a child telling a story, and she also saw how she was getting closer and closer to little Le'an.
Yueqing's back stiffened little by little because she saw an expression on her face that she had never seen before.
He seemed genuinely happy, even... mildly addicted.
Yueqing was a little dazed.
"Aunt~"
A vague and childish voice interrupted her thoughts. Yue Qing's hands trembled, and she turned around to see the sleepy little Le An rubbing his eyes and walking towards her.
After spending time together last night, the younger sister became even closer to her aunt. Not noticing that something was wrong with her aunt, she climbed onto her lap and said, "Aunt, what are you looking at? I heard my brother's voice."
Yueqing's hands were placed on the table, neither moving up nor down, loosely holding her to prevent her from falling.
"Video," she whispered, "The video you took last night."
"Oh~" Xiao Le'an saw himself with his aunt and said happily, "Aunt is Sleeping Beauty! An'an also wants to sleep with Aunt!"
She also tried to tempt him: "How about we listen to our brother's stories every day?"
Little Le Jia, who had also woken up, was particularly proud today. He could not only coax his sister to sleep, but also his aunt. He walked over with his back straight and promised, "I will."
"..." Yue Qing touched his nose uncomfortably and changed the subject. "The video has been exported. What parts do you want to keep?"
"An An wants them all!"
"It takes too long." Yue Qing said, "Some places are unnecessary."
Little Le Jia, who had received guidance from the system uncle, still knew a little more. He brought his own chair, climbed up, and lay down in front of the computer to examine it seriously: "Here, here."
It was when I was learning to use the dot reading machine with my sister in the kitchen, and when he told me stories.
In little Le Jia's opinion, he would be more popular because he has learned knowledge and can coax his sister and aunt to sleep.
Yueqing frowned slightly.
Her face was captured in both parts, and she had no intention of showing it in the children's video.
First, she will leave in the future, and it will be bad for the child if he is recognized if we can't get rid of him; and the child's biological father will also mind.
She nodded, but when she was editing the video for the kids, she cut off her own face.
The two kids only realized that their aunt had no face after seeing the finished product, and they were very confused.
Yue Qing didn't explain the complicated reasons to Zizi, and simply said, "I don't like being on camera."
Although they didn't understand, the two kids didn't force it.
On the day the video was released, some netizens who had followed Xiao Lejia because of his previous video naturally saw it.
[Holy crap! I thought that little video was photoshopped, but it's actually not! It really is a child made by the goddess Nuwa herself! Don't worry, I won't waste your time watching it. I'll get you help!]
[From this perspective, my sister is so cute. Damn it! Return my child to me and give me 20,000 yuan!]
[Okay, my two babies, say goodbye to your cousin.]
[I'm planning to follow the one-child policy. I want these two! Where's your home address?]
[Is my cousin's aunt babysitting my cousin's mother's child? This is the most patient and gentle aunt I've ever seen on Douyin. She doesn't show any emotion at all.]
[Is it possible that it's not that I don't have any emotions, but that I'm not familiar with them?]
My cousin's storytelling made me laugh to death. She was forced to do it, but her voice was so nice.
[Although it’s a bit of a reversal of Tian Gang, this scene is so adorable! ]
At this time, the Lin family was discovered by their family members that they had invited a bunch of internet celebrities to the manor under the name of their sister. Lin Shengxi had been living a very uneasy life these days and was arranged to attend many business banquets.
"You are such a grown-up and yet you still don't behave yourself. Look at your peers. How could our family have a prodigal son like you?" Lin's father was very disappointed with his son.
Lin Shengxi sat on the sofa with a glass of wine in hand, scrolling through his phone and responding with a few "hmmmm."
The video interface on his phone was of the two little kids from the Le family. He had paid more attention to them since Yue Qing returned from the manor.
But although Yue Qing usually pretends and acts badly, her background is so clean that no one can find out anything about her. It is even more impossible to know how she suddenly went bankrupt and had two more children inexplicably.
How strange.
Although the face was not shown, he still recognized the person in the video as Yue Qing from the voice. The voice was exactly the same as the one he heard in the manor that day, but with a little more gentleness as netizens mentioned.
Even stranger.
Father Lin angrily scolded: "Just look at your broken phone, is there any treasure inside?"
"Of course it's a treasure." Lin Shengxi said casually.
Father Lin ignored his irrelevant words, thinking he was talking to some internet celebrity again. He looked away and suddenly kicked him: "Hurry up and get up and say hello!"
"Who is it?" Lin Shengxi looked up reluctantly, and his gaze suddenly paused when he saw the man walking towards the door.
People like him who just hang around all day rarely deal with elites. They all look down on each other anyway. But he has an impression of this person, the rumor about the Jiang family in the circle, a legendary figure who went from a small gangster to the pinnacle of power in the group.
The man was only 26 years old. He wore a slim grey suit, and the black coat on the outside made his figure look even taller. The gold-rimmed glasses on his high nose bridge weakened his hostility a lot, and he exuded a delicate sense of distance. His thin lips were in an almost imperceptible curve, as if he was smiling, but with a heavy and stern look.
Jiang followed.
Even a reckless person like Lin Shengxi has to restrain himself in front of Jiang Suizhi. After all, Jiang Suizhi is different from others. He is a real reckless person.
The two families have some relationship, and even if they are not familiar with each other, they cannot stop superficial socializing. He put away his phone and stood up.
The man opposite also stood not far away. Lin Shengxi had heard that this man had a very abnormal obsession with cleanliness, and this was the tacit rule among everyone.
Jiang then nodded slightly towards Lin's father, his voice carrying a hint of coldness from outside: "Uncle Lin."
"Long time no see, Suizhi." Father Lin gave Lin Shengxi a push and said, "This is my youngest son, Lin Shengxi. You should have met him. If you have the chance, let him learn from you instead of just looking at random things all day long."
Jiang Suizhi hummed, "I have some impression."
"What do you mean by nonsense?" Lin Shengxi was unhappy.
He hated being compared to others the most, so he started to rebel. He glanced at Jiang Sui and handed him the phone, saying deliberately, "Brother, this is such a cute baby. I'm almost breastfeeding just looking at it. Do you want to see it?"
Jiang Suizhi: "..."
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