Chapter 2003: It’s not easy

"Let's go." Xiao Yu turned to look at the hail behind him, silently turned back to the house, holding a small potato, watching the small potatoes fall asleep, the little body, this sleeping face and Jingyue is so similar.
Qing Ge and Ke Er, both outside the door, looked at Xiao Yu like this, and finally slowly relieved a sigh of relief.
I looked down at the little watermelon in my arms, and suddenly it was a tangled frown. This year, the small watermelon can be described as cold.
This small potato is similar to Jingyue, but it is also very sweet, and this small watermelon is just like Xiao Xiao’s childhood. It is also such a silence. When he wakes up, he is holding a pair of green eyes and watching everywhere. .
That pair of green eyes, but Xiao Yu's frown, even when the small watermelon wakes up, do not want to look at him.
Obviously, Xiao Yu always felt that it was because of the birth of a small watermelon, so Jing Yue would become like this. Although Xiao Yu is like this, but once, the small watermelon crawled on the soft couch. .
I almost fell to the ground. If it wasn’t for Xiao Yu’s eyes, I’m going to get it into my arms. It’s really dead.
At that time, both Qing Ge and Ke Er clearly saw the expression on Xiao Yu’s face. The black scorpion was full of panic, some feared to protect the small watermelon, but only that moment, the small watermelon Big eyes and Xiao Yu look at each other.
That was the longest confrontation between the father and the son in the history of the two, but it was only a matter of confrontation, and then Xiao Yu returned the little potatoes back to the soft couch.
It seems that nothing has changed.
But Keer and Qing Ge noticed it. Xiao Yu seems to be indifferent. In fact, he is paying attention to these two children all the time. Countless times, he has to stretch his feet so that the little potatoes that learn to walk don’t fall, and countless times from small watermelons. I grabbed a sharp thing in my hand.
just……
In comparison, Xiao Yu is more fond of small potatoes.
Qing Ge waved his hand slightly, then silently lit the incense in the house, the faint aroma, the taste was very good, Xiao Yu did not care, but after a long time, I felt an irresistible sleepy.
I don't know because I know that Jingyue can wake up, or because of a long time of worry, or because of the rare peace of this moment, Xiao Yu looked at the child lying on his side and slowly closed his eyes.
This year, I don’t know how many days and nights are awakened from my sleep. I don’t know how many days and nights I can’t sleep with my thoughts on Jingyue. Now I am at this moment, like I put down all the general, and I fell asleep deeply.
The fragrance in the house never dissipated. The two big and small figures slept so sweetly, but the small watermelon was carefully brought in and placed on the side of the small potato. The small potato was blinded by the eyes. , fell asleep again.
The little hand protects the small watermelon, so that the heart of the child is slightly softer, and reaches out to help the father and son to cover the quilt, and then quietly retreat.
"Asleep?" Qing Ge asked Xiaoer after he came out and closed the door.
"Sleep." But the child nodded slowly, and said with a faint smile in his eyes: "It's not easy, Nine Emperor is not too tired..."
"Yeah." Qing Ge nodded slightly, sighed and then reached out and grabbed the shoulder of the child and said: "This time it was the use of medicine to let the nine brothers fall asleep, and was found several times, but perhaps because this time is nine Brother knows that Jiuyi can wake up and let go of his heart."