Qi Shuo was horrified. Qiao Shen said that he came from the future thousands of years later. He said that the country is peaceful and the people live in a convenient and happy life...

He said his father, his mother, he said himself, he said his cancer...

When Qi Shuo heard Qiao Shen said that he had been lying in bed for six years, he couldn't help but hugged the person in his arms distressedly, "Does it hurt?"

Qiao Shen recalled the feeling when he was lying down, and said: "Lying for too long, I forget that it hurts or not. I just remember that I can't exert strength. When I started chemotherapy, such a thick stick came in from my chest. I remember After sticking it six times, I didn't feel anymore..." He was a little trembling thinking about it.

Qi Shuo kissed Qiao Shen's forehead, patted Qiao Shen's back like a child, and softly coaxed, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, I'm here, I'm here, Qiaoer."

.Qiao Shen lay quietly in Qi Shuo's arms, listening to Qi Shuo whispering in his ear, gently patting him on the back with his big palm, as if he was his precious treasure, reluctant to use force.

He suddenly wanted to stick Qi Shuo closer. He opened Qi Shuo's neckline and buried his face on Qi Shuo's chest muscles. Qi Shuo's chest was warm, and he wanted to cry again when he was hot.

Qi Shuo's big hand stroked his other cheek, dry and warm, just like the mother's hand he was holding in his dream.

Qiao Shen calmed down, only to find that Xiao Changle was not there, and asked in confusion, "Where is Changle?"

Qi Shuo replied: "In my mother's room, I'm probably already asleep."

Qiao Shen said, rubbed the chest muscles under his face, and said, "Brother, I only have you."

.Qi Shuo was afraid that he would think of that dream again and would hurt him again, so he hugged him and returned: "I will always be by your side, and Chang Le, and Xiao Changle's younger brothers and sisters."

Qiao Shen laughed, and then said: "No, we only have this, okay?"

After all, he had lived as a man for 26 years. This baby came unexpectedly. The timing was right and he had to accept it, but in fact, there was no plan to have a child in his life plan.

In the past, what Qi Shuo thought about the family most was the children, but since he had Qiao Shen, he sometimes felt that the children were bothering him. As long as Qiao Shen was by his side, what was the importance of how many children?

"Okay, we only need this one." After Qi Shuo finished speaking, Qiao Shen fell silent, and the two of them hugged each other. Gradually, Qiao Shen was struck with sleepiness...

.I haven't seen Daddy all night, Xiao Changle ran into Daddy's room after eating breakfast. He saw Daddy was still asleep, he stood by the bed and looked at him, and said softly, "Daddy..."

After Qiao Shen woke up last night, he fell asleep very late again. He would still fall asleep deeply, and naturally he didn't hear Xiao Changle's soft voice.

Xiao Changle walked back to the door and wanted to go out, then his father turned over. He thought that he was awake, and happily ran back to the bed, reaching out to climb up.

Qiao opened his eyes in a daze, watching Xiao Changle pouting and wanting to go to bed. The farm beds were all built up, not low. He reached out and pulled Xiao Changle up and saw that he was still stepping on small shoes on his feet. Without saying anything, I took it off and hugged it tightly.

"Daddy, eat..." He wanted to ask Daddy to get up and eat.

"Daddy is not hungry, are you still sleeping?" Qiao Shen said lazily.

.Xiao Changle is a rich little idler, tired of being in his father's arms, he is also happy to lie down. As soon as he was next to the bed, he stretched out his little hand and drilled into Qiao Shen's clothes. The son was tightly wrapped and kept burning in the room, so his little paws were still warm.

Xiao Changle put his little paw on his father's belly, swiped it lightly, and asked his father, "Sister Juejue?"

"Um...my sister is sleeping too." Qiao Shen closed his eyes and kept patting his son's back with his hand.

Seeing that his son hadn't moved, Qiao struck in sleepiness and said to his son, "Do you want to sleep with my sister?"

Xiao Changle gave a hum, and Qiao Shen said, "Then you close your eyes and go to sleep."

Xiao Changle closed his eyes. He was not sleepy when he first got up, but he gradually fell asleep under the warm bed.

.Qi Shuo pushed the door and saw that the two of them were sleeping soundly on the bed. He smiled and closed the door again. He turned and sat back in front of the brazier. Mother Qi asked softly: "Are you still sleeping?"

"Well, mother, it's okay. He's pregnant, just lethargy, but it's better, and he doesn't make a fuss."

Mu Qi was just a little worried, as long as there is no discomfort, "That's good, the stove has been warm, he can eat when he wakes up."

The snow had already stopped outside. Brother Qi asked his younger brother if he would go fishing. Qi Shuo thought about Qiao Shen's body and wanted to cook fish soup for him, so he agreed. The two brothers took the tools and went to the river.

The river was already frozen, the two dug a small hole in the river, sinking the fish basket, and tied the other end of the rope to a rock by the river. When the sun rises, the sun shines in the hole, and the fish will tend to light. , Just drill into the fish basket.

.After the two brothers finished cleaning, they only waited for the afternoon to collect the fish baskets, and then went to the fields to check the planted vegetables. Some of them were damaged by the heavy snow, so they picked them and took them home.

When Qiao Shen woke up, Xiao Changle was still asleep, and his bulging belly fell together. The sun has risen, and Qiao Shen walked out of the eaves. From a distance, the high mountains and the sky melted into one color, and the white snow covered the trees and vegetation. The rich snow was a good intention.

Mother Qi swept the snow in the backyard, looked at the sun, and was going to prepare lunch. When she saw Qiao Shen wake up, she asked him, "Are you still sleepy? I'll go to bed again when I'm sleepy."

Qiao Shen turned his head to see Mother Qi, smiled and shook his head, "Mother, I'm asleep."

.Mother Qi went to the kitchen room to bring breakfast to Qiao Shen. Qiao Shen stood under the eaves of the hall and was busy preparing to pick it up at the door of the kitchen room. Mother Qi quickly said: "I have carried them all, you go back and see the brazier. Here I have cooked the sweet potatoes for Changle, don’t roast them to charcoal."

I really can't get down, I have to find something for him to do, Qi Mu smiled in her heart, and she loves Qiao Shen more and more.

When Qi Shuo came back, Qiao Shen was eating breakfast. He walked over and sat next to him, and kept touching Qiao Shen's head with his big hands. He felt sorry for Fu Lang's fragility last night.

Qiao Shen raised his head from the bowl, there was still some rice oil on his mouth, and his lips were as fleshy as Xiao Changle, and Qi Shuo leaned in and kissed him.

Mother Qi put her feet back when she was about to enter the door. The two children, the son was three years old, and the two were still slimy. She smiled and shook her head, turned and left.

.As the Chinese New Year approaches, the migrant workers have also returned to the village one after another. The family is reunited, and the life is meaningful. People in the village are not going to the fields much anymore, and the "busy years" began. Taking advantage of the clear weather, they swept the houses and cleaned all the utensils in the house. The so-called "Farewell to the old and welcome the new", the people welcomed the new with great enthusiasm. One year.

Father Qi took his two sons to the village to help with pig-killing banquets. The village was lively and Qiao Shen was carrying a small Changle in the yard. He was not bored. The level of treatment here was not developed, and the family members were very special. Note that he is also very cooperative, he is not a person who likes lively.

Xiao Changle ran to the fence, where there was still a layer of snow. He stomped the snow on his tiger-toed shoes, and listened to the creaking and creaking of the snow. He had a great time playing alone.

.The child is small and the immunity is relatively low. Qiao Shen watched the time and was almost playing. He said to Xiao Changle, "Chang Le, it's cold or not, let's go into the house and cook."

Xiao Changle is still on his head, and half of the snow on his left hasn't finished stepping on it. He doesn't want to, "Daddy bake..." means he doesn't bake it.

Seeing Xiao Changle like this, Qiao Shen resorted to his assassin, "Bake your hands, daddy let you touch your sister, okay?"

The child forgot about sex, but he didn’t know why. He remembered Qiao Shen’s stomach to death. He came to say hello every day, touched his younger sister to sleep at night, and kissed his younger sister in the morning. This is even worse than Qi Shuo’s father. Look forward to this child.

Sure enough, when he heard this, Xiao Changle ran up, stretched out his hand and handed it to Qiao Shen. Qiao Shen held it not too cold, and walked into the house with him, moved a stool to sit down, and picked up Xiao Changle. On the lap.

.Take off his son’s little shoes and let his son wear socks to bake his feet. Xiao Changle is anxious to play with his sister. Qiao hoops him deeply and says, “No, you have to freeze your sister’s. Come, reach out and bake.”

"Sister." Xiao Changle raised his head to look up at his father.

Qiao Shen bowed his head and kissed his son's forehead before he said: "Well, my sister is afraid of the cold."

When Xiao Changle’s feet were warming up, Qiao Shen finally let him do what he wanted. Xiao Changle nestled in his father’s arms, with two little hands pressed against his father’s belly, and his sister shouted in his mouth to make him meet I have said all of his words again.

Qiao Shen's old father's heart melted.

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