After complaining about his father, Lin Er finally mentioned his ultimate goal: "Dad, can you let him be my brother?"

Lin Yian: "?"

Lin Yian flatly refused without thinking: "No."

Lin Er flattened his mouth, a little puzzled: "Why not?"

Lin Yian pulled the corners of his mouth and gave a reason that was not convincing without hesitation: "Because I hate men with peach blossom eyes."

As soon as he saw the peach blossom eyes, Lin Yian instantly remembered some unpleasant memories.

Liner corrected him and said, "Dad, this brother is not a man. He is a child like Err."

Lin Yian also corrected her and said, "Children are also men."

He hated all males with peach-eyed eyes, regardless of age.

"But I want an older brother." Lin Er said unwillingly, "Miaomiao has an older brother, why don't I?"

Lin Yian: “…”

Well, this is a question worth thinking about.

Liner thought for a while and made a proposal that was the best of both worlds: "Then if dad doesn't want this brother to be Er'er's brother, then dad will give Er's new brother."

Lin Yian: “…”

Baby, aren’t you forced to do this?

Biology, it is possible for younger brothers and sisters, but this brother... is too difficult???

"It's impossible to have a baby, but my dad can buy it for you... No, I can rent a brother for you." Lin Yian habitually wanted to solve the problem in his own way, "What kind of? gentle? cold?"

"Don't want it." Liner was not very interested in what he said, "Er likes sick and delicate."

Lin Yian: "?"

Lin Yian: "What is a sick girl?"

Liner thought about it and said a few words in his memory: "Imprisonment, heart-wrenching, body-torming, and whipping."

“…”

Lin Yian's eyelids twitched gently.

What kind of mess is this?

After saying these incomprehensible words, Liner asked curiously again: "By the way, Dad, what does imprisonment mean? What does heartache mean?"

"..." Lin Yian's eyelids twitched again, "Don't worry about what this means, tell me first, who told you about these things?"

"Uncle Qisheng." Lin Er said.

"Okay." Lin Yian sneered and moved his wrist bones. "I will strangle this bastard to death when I go back and see what he said to you about the spicy ears."

"What is spicy ears?" The child's curiosity came up and he chased and asked again.

“…”

Lin Yian had a headache.

This thing is really not suitable to tell the children, so he directly cut the topic: "Isn't it good to buy you an older brother?"

"Not good." The little girl shook her head seriously, "Uncle Qisheng said that the brother I bought will run away sooner or later, just like the bride I bought, it is his own, after all, it is his own, not his own, and he will never come if he is forced."

“…”

The bride bought?

At this moment, Lin Yian wanted to strangle Chen Qisheng to death.

You can't talk about this or not. He continued to talk about it: "Isn't Lin Yi your brother? You will call Brother Lin Yi in the future."

Liner: "It's different."

Lin Yian: "Why are they different?"

"Well..." Lin Er thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a suitable reason, so he shook his head and said, "I can't say it, but it's just different."

It was impossible to get through Lin Yian, so Lin Er simply took the shortcut and took his marshmallow to bribe the pretty little brother sitting on the rest chair: "Brother, I'll give you this candy. If you take my candy, it's my brother."

Lin Yian: “…”

His child has really struggled to have an older brother.

In order to let the child give up the idea of ​​kidnapping people and becoming brothers, Lin Yian specially changed the statement: "He is too young, and it's useless to be your brother."

"Look, Miaomiao's brother can carry her. Can you, your brother? No, he can't even carry you, so how can he be your brother?"

"It's okay." Lim's child was optimistic, "Dad can carry me, but my brother can leave by himself."

Lin Yian: “…”

The requirements are really low.

"So that's it." Lin Yian said coaxing and deceivingly, "When he grows up, let him be your brother, can you do it?"

"Okay." Lim's little boy was very easy to talk to, nodded obediently and agreed, and then asked happily, "Dad, he became my brother, do you want to call you dad?"

“…”

Old Mr. Lin's face fell down again.

Think beautifully!

He is not a father to everyone.

But I definitely can't say that to my own children. Lin Yian frowned and glanced at Xiaobudian with a little disgust, then changed his sentence without hesitation: "I'm too young, I'll shout when I grow up."

Lin Yian just said casually to coax the child, but he didn't expect that he would have a day when his words came true.

Of course, this is all a story.

At that time, Mr. Lin didn't know that fate had quietly set a surprise for him.

Surprise or surprise.

On September 1st, the Haida Affiliated Kindergarten will open.

On the first day, Lin Yian specially went to pick up the children home.

After the child got into the car, he threw his schoolbag and climbed into his arms along the back seat of the car. He bit his ear mysteriously: "Dad, can I ask you a question?"

"Hmm?" Lin Yian raised his hand to Assistant Cui and signaled him to drive, while holding the child in his arms, "What do you want to ask?"

"Today I met our headmaster's mother-in-law. The headmaster's mother-in-law was very nice to us. She spoke very gently and would not lose her temper with us. The children in the class liked her very much."

Lin Yian shook the child's soft claws all the time and asked lazily: "Does Err like her too?"

"I like it." Lin Er nodded happily, but in a flash, he looked worried again on his face.

"But the headmaster's mother-in-law said that she is already sixty-six years old this year. Dad, do you think she is about to die?"

“…”

Lin Yian's movement of shaking the child's claws came to an abrupt end.

Ah, this question...

What should I say?

Children are too young to understand the deep-seated major problem of life and death.

Lin Yian remembered that an old man from a friend's house died before. At that time, the child asked him, "Dad, what is death?"

What did he say?

"Death means that grandpa is too old to continue living in this world, so he said goodbye to us and went to another world."

The child nodded in a daze, not knowing whether he understood it.

"Dad, how old are you?" After hearing the explanation, the child asked again.

Ah, how old is it?

Eighteen forever.

Hmm, it means psychological age.

The real age is—

"twenty."

Lin Yian did not hide it from the children.

The child counted for a while: "Dad is twenty years old, Err is two and a half years old, and Dad is so much older than Err. Will you be dead when Err grows up?"

Lin Yian: "?"

Lin Yian: “…”

Baby, it's not.

Lin Yian quickly pulled out of his memories, coughed lightly, and said with some amusement: "You must not say that in front of your headmaster's mother-in-law."
To be continued...