Chapter 893

When Fang Yuan first met Katyusha, she was seventeen.

A 17-year-old girl is just the most beautiful time of love. Her flowers and bones are in bud and show her charming demeanor to the world.

Especially the Russian race who had matured since the age of 16. At that time, if Katyusha lived outside, she would have been a slim and graceful girl.

But at that time, Katyusha, under the condition of severe malnutrition, bent like a teenage girl, without the beauty that Eastern European beauties of her age should have.

Katyusha's mother, swallow, had entrusted Fangyuan to take care of her before she died, and asked her daughter to call her uncle.

Katyusha didn't forget her mother's words. In the future, even if she shook her body and became Xibo little princess, she took the initiative to soak him on the Kang, lived a normal couple's life, and habitually called his uncle.

Fang Yuan listened very twisted: whose uncle is so beast that he took his niece to bed?

Seeing that Fang Yuan didn't like to call him uncle, Katyusha skillfully called his name.

Fang Yuan can accept being directly named by her, which can eliminate the guilt in her heart.

He was used to Katyusha calling Fang Yuan, but now Katyusha called his brother.

What is brother?

Recently, when Fang Yuan thought of this title, he would think of Qin Dachuan and Qin Xiaobing.

Although the boss always looks like he doesn't take brother Dachuan seriously, in fact, he envies others very much. He can have a sister like Qin Xiaobing and admits that Qin Dachuan is a qualified brother. When his sister is wronged, he can take a knife regardless of life and death.

That's the brother.

Brother always protects his little sister for his parents, but he doesn't let his sister have two for him -- so when Katyusha suddenly called his brother, Fang Yuan was hairy. She thought she was frightened, so she quickly stroked her little face and said it was someone else's uncle.

It's time for my uncle to harm my niece, but it's much better than my brother to harm my sister.

"You're not my uncle."

Katyusha shook her head and said stubbornly in a low voice, "you are my brother - I often listened to those folk songs before the baby was born. In folk songs, brothers and sisters are a pair, very loving. Uncle, you can't. "

It's this brother, brother Qing. Make it clear. Scare me.

When Fang Yuan breathed a long sigh of relief, Katyusha's cool little hand, imitating his appearance, stroked his cheek and said low, "brother, you are black and thin."

Can Fang Yuan not be thin?

How leisurely he was when he spent his childhood with Katyusha. When he was full all day, he either watched movies or talked to his little wife and slept... It's hard for anyone to live like that in the first half of the year.

After leaving Katyusha and recovering her memory, Fang Yuan has been guarding the grave for potatoes for several months. It's windy and sunny. She still doesn't have a good rest. It's normal to be black and thin.

On the contrary, Fang Yuan hates his white fat, just like a lump of tofu, which can be crushed by someone's gentle foot. It's not as black and thin as it is now, just like the stone in the pit. No matter how many blows he suffers, he is still so proud and solid.

"You've gained a lot of weight. You're more beautiful and charming than before."

Fang Yuan sat on the edge of the Kang, habitually stretched out his right hand and held Katyusha in his arms: "Katyusha, I'm sorry, I should have come a few days earlier, I..."

Katyusha raised her right hand. The slender jade finger blocked his mouth, squinted and murmured, "brother, you are a person who does great things. You shouldn't have been tied by me. I'm satisfied that you can give me a pair of lovely babies. I can't expect too much, otherwise God will be jealous. "

Young women have said that. What else can Fang Yuan say?

In conscience, Fangyuan doesn't have much male and female feelings for Katyusha.

If he hadn't been worried about being struck by thunder, he thought about ye Mingmei more than Katyusha during this period.

Compared with Katyusha, who has "selfless dedication", ye Mingmei, who is fierce and savage, is more favored by men. This is the difference between maturity and green, which is essentially different.

Perhaps, Katyusha will not be able to keep up with Ye Mingmei until ten years later.

Men basically rely on the lower body to measure which women have what status in his heart. The green Katyusha can't make Fang Yuan ignore those more mature women no matter how hard she tries.

As for the bullshit that some men stare, point their nose with their backhand and shout that I value love most, Fang Yuan doesn't believe it: even if a man marries an immortal beauty, he will still remember those sexy women on the street.

In men's emotional world, being infatuated with a woman's body has always been regarded as an unforgettable love by them.

If Fang Yuan was given another choice, he would never start on Katyusha.

Because at that time, he sincerely treated Katyusha as a niece.

But now, Katyusha, who has been upgraded to a younger sister, has given birth to two cubs for him. Therefore, no matter how guilty he is, he has to "bravely" face this reality. From then on, he sincerely regards her as his own woman, loves her and takes care of her.

She held Katyusha's right arm tightly, looked down at the eager eyes of the little young woman in her arms, smiled and scraped her little nose, and whispered, "little wife, you are my little wife."

The blush, you ground for a moment, from the card autumn Sha pale face is full of, show Yan a smile, let the whole world suddenly light up, the voice is a little hoarse said: "brother, you finally really accepted me."

The title of the little wife has a certain ridicule and derogatory meaning. It implies that the third person who irresponsibly participates in other people's wedding banquet, takes money as the main line, supplemented by emotion, displays female charm and shameless behavior.

Otherwise, sister Shuishui won't secretly scold Katyusha as "the little wife" when she hates.

However, when Katyusha heard Fang Yuan say the name herself, she was so excited that she almost fainted.

Because she could see that Fang Yuan was not flirting with her, but a kind of heartfelt care.

Well, I'm the little wife, your little wife -- when God heard Katyusha's heart, he wanted to cry for her face: child, do you know what kind of smelly man you want according to your identity, status, figure and appearance after your rebirth? Why not be moved to become someone else's little wife?

God didn't know that there were too many things. From the moment when the square appeared in Katyusha's sight, there was no other man in her heart.

Seventeen years of non-human fear life is enough to make a girl's inner feelings incomparably simple.

Just like Katyusha now, the happy feeling when snuggling in her arms seems to have the whole world.

As long as she can always snuggle in her arms, she can abandon everything, including the old bostaff and the two young fourth generations.

With you slowly white head, walking under the sunset, is the woman who loves you, the biggest wish.

Because they know very well that the elders who love them will die and the children they raise will fly away. Only the men who love her deeply can tell her the most disgusting love words when her teeth fall out and praise her as an immortal; When she is about to leave the world, hold her hand and say softly: I will marry you in the next life.

"In the next life, you will still be my little wife."

Fang Yuan lowered her head and kissed Katyusha gently on her forehead, but she didn't get the response she deserved.

She fell asleep.

A sweet smile curled up at the corners of his mouth. His long eyelashes covered his eyes and made a slight breathing sound, but his left hand grabbed the middle finger of his left hand.

On the middle finger of Fang Yuan's left hand, there was a "ring" made of yingbai hair. He only knitted it when he was bored on the way by car. Unexpectedly, Katyusha mistook it for something.

It's like that as long as she leaves this ring, she can always keep the surrounding area around her.

How is that possible?

Men are ambitious!

It's just a ring with broken hair. If she likes it, just give it to her -- uncle Fang smiled bitterly, took off the ring, gently put it on her hand, kissed her forehead, and then gently put her down on the bed and covered her with a blanket.

He thought that Katyusha found a sense of security when she lay in his arms after suffering all the hardships last night and being frightened today. She fell asleep after relaxing wholeheartedly.

In fact, it's not -- Fang Yuan crept out of the room. Just after closing the door, Katyusha was not as fragile as he thought. She slowly opened her eyes, slowly raised her hand, looked at the hair ring, and whispered: "you, who can let my brother care about you like this?"

My brother didn't know that a hair he picked up at random on the road could make Katyusha's emotional world so complex. At most, he just felt a little funny and shook his head and came to the corridor.

Bostaff has woken up.

As soon as the old man woke up, he asked Walter to hold the two little four generations in front of him.

Looking at the two little babies dressed like powder and jade, bostaff couldn't feel any pain. It had the grace of Guan Yun reading the spring and Autumn Festival at night and Hua Tuo scraping his bones and treating poison.

"Look at your son. Although you are an incompetent father, it's not too bad."

Bostaff looked up at the circle and said slowly.

Fang Yuan didn't want to explain to the old thing "why didn't the monster kill him". Wen Yan bent down and picked up a child from the crib.

Just learned that Katyusha gave birth to two children, Fangyuan once shed a few heroic tears -- it was not all proud of being a successful father, but more because Katyusha narrowly escaped death.

If he could, he chose not to let the two cubs, and he didn't want Katyusha to suffer that ordeal.

For men, children don't seem strange. To say that failure is just a by-product of being comfortable with their daughter-in-law -- Fang Yuan thinks so.

But when he held the baby in his arms, his soul was suddenly startled. I could hear a voice howling in the deepest part of my heart: child, this is my child. Who dares to move his finger? I'll kill his whole family!

There is a feeling that will release its unparalleled energy after physical contact, which makes people feel proud and proud in an instant. They are willing to destroy the whole world to protect him!

This is the deep love between father and son.

Father's love is like a mountain.

Most fathers don't tell their children how much I love you.

But they can suffer the most for their children. Even if they are covered with sores and scars, when the child comes to care about him, he will pretend that there is nothing wrong with him, raise his hand and smoke on the back of his son's head, disdainfully scold: go away, I want you to be courteous?

Father's love is never on the lips. Like those love words to coax women, when the wind blows, he runs away.