daddy, this is my dad

Chapter 11

"Uncle, why do you look exactly like Uncle?" Xiaojun saw his father feeding Yi Zhenxiang and felt bored, so he looked at Yi Zhenfei familiarly and asked;

The first title refers to Yi Zhenfei, and the latter title refers to Yi Zhenxiang.

"Xiaojun, Uncle." Yi Zhenxiang swallowed the porridge in his mouth, turned his head and said to Xiaojun, Cheng Ziyuan will be his wife in the future, and Xiaojun will be his son in the future.

"Oh, Uncle." Xiao Jun nodded obediently, and changed his address to Yi Fei. When Yi Zhenxiang heard Xiao Jun's address, the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Xiaojun, don't disturb uncle's meal, because uncle and uncle are brothers, so they look exactly the same." I have heard that Yi Zhenxiang has a twin brother, but I haven't seen it before, and it was the first time I saw it until today arrive.

"Oh" Xiaojun nodded

"Why?" Yi Zhenfei disagreed, looking at Yi Zhenxiang blankly, does he look very old?They are obviously the same age, but they were born a few minutes earlier, okay? .

"Ziyuan, you can call him big brother." Yi Zhenxiang glanced at big brother Yita, ignored him, then said to Cheng Ziyuan, and ate a spoonful of porridge handed to him along the way.

"Can you?" Cheng Ziyuan wanted to call, he and Yi Zhenxiang were friends, and his friend's elder brother should be called elder brother, but he was afraid that Yi Zhenfei would be unhappy, so he shifted his gaze to Yi Zhenfei.

"Okay." Yi Zhenfei nodded and stopped talking. He put down the bowl after finishing the porridge.

"Big Brother" Cheng Ziyuan called out to Yi Zhenfei, his ears turned red, he fed Yi Zhenxiang, wiped his mouth, and put away the tableware.

"You should go." Yi Zhenxiang reminded his eldest brother when he saw that his elder brother was sitting on a chair and had no intention of leaving.

"You need someone to take care of you." Although you can hire a nurse, it's more reassuring to take care of your younger brother yourself (brother! My brother has facial paralysis, and my younger brother also has facial paralysis, which is unimaginable...).

"You have Ziyuan." Yi Zhenxiang said; the eldest brother is purely a light bulb here, disturbing him and Ziyuan to be alone.

"There are servants at home." When I saw my brother shoot his gaze at Xiaojun, I knew what he meant.

"Uncle, Xiaojun can dress, eat, wash his mouth, wash his face and sleep by himself." Xiaojun interrupted.

"That's right, brother, you must be very busy in the army, why don't you go to work first, I will take care of Xiang." Although it is a bit hard to run around at home and in the hospital, but for a manly man, this is nothing at all; Moreover, Yi Zhenxiang was injured because he saved Xiaojun, so he should take care of him.

"En." Yi Zhenfei nodded, turned around and was about to go out, but was stopped by his brother;

"Brother, have you told your parents?"

"If you want your parents to know that you are injured, I don't mind helping you to convey it." Yi Zhenfei stopped, turned around and said to Yi Zhenxiang; Yi Zhenfei didn't think it was necessary to tell his parents, lest they worry, After all, Ah Xiang was fine, and his younger brother would take care of his own affairs, so he went downstairs after speaking.

"Don't bother you." If his parents want to know that he was injured because of Xiao Juner, they will definitely have a bad impression of Ziyuan.Seeing Yi Zhenfei leave, Xiaojun called out from behind: "Goodbye, Uncle."

After Yi Zhenfei went downstairs, his guard got out of the car, opened the door, Yi Zhenfei sat in the back seat, the guard closed the door, returned to the driver's seat, drove the military vehicle and left.

Although the two brothers often pinch each other, they have a very good relationship, unlike most rich and noble families who fight against each other for a little property or a woman; as for the problem that both of them have facial paralysis, it can be ignored; because this is completely Hereditary, dear!

"Uncle, do brothers look exactly the same?" Seeing Yi Zhenfei leaving, Xiao Jun ran to Yi Zhenxiang and asked. The kettle went out to fetch water.

"Xiaojun, just play in the ward, don't touch uncle's wound, don't run around, be careful if you get lost, dad goes out to turn on the water, and he'll be back in a while."

"Understood, Dad." Xiaojun agreed, and looked at Yi Zhenxiang again.

"No," Yi Zhenxiang replied;

"Why? Uncle" Xiaojun's eyes were filled with a hundred thousand whys, and his face was full of doubts;

"You'll know when you grow up." Yi Zhenxiang didn't know how to answer.

"When will Xiaojun grow up?" Xiaojun was full of curiosity;

"When you grow up to be as tall as Uncle." Yi Zhenxiang could only answer like this.

"Then when will I grow as tall as my uncle?" Xiaojun continued to ask, not for fun, he really didn't know.

"..."

Yi Zhenxiang could only be speechless.

"Xiaojun, what are you talking to uncle?" Cheng Ziyuan heard Xiaojun still asking questions as soon as he entered the door, afraid that he would disturb Yi Zhenxiang's rest, so he stopped him;

"Dad, I'm asking Uncle when I'll be as tall as Uncle."

"When you grow up, you will be as tall as your uncle." See, Cheng Ziyuan changed the subject again.

Xiaojun pouted, looking unhappy, why didn't he know the answer after asking all the time?When he was young, his father and uncle teamed up to bully him.

Yi Zhenxiang looked at Xiaojun's tricks and didn't speak. The corner of his mouth curled up to prove that the topic just discussed was very funny.

"Ziyuan" people have three urgencies, and Yi Zhenxiang wants to solve the three urgencies, so he can only be called Cheng Ziyuan;

"What's the matter, Xiang?" Cheng Ziyuan sat by the bed and looked at how much of the drip was left.

"Come here" Yi Zhenxiang beckoned to him, motioning him to put his ear close, and seeing what Yi Zhenxiang said next to his ear, his ears gradually turned red.

"I'm going to get the urinal." As he said that, he took out the urinal from the toilet. In fact, they were all men, so there was nothing to be shy about. Even though he thought this way, his ears turned red involuntarily, and he didn't know why.

When Cheng Ziyuan took Yi Zhenxiang's trousers down to his thighs, he was surprised when he saw the huge gap between his legs. It was so scary that he blushed; Couldn't even lift it up, Yi Zhenxiang looked at him funny from beginning to end.

At this moment, Cheng Ziyuan turned his head and saw a middle-aged couple walking in from the door;

The man is about 1.8 meters five, wearing a knee-length black windbreaker on his upper body, no white hair, no expression on his face, sharp edges and corners, he looks almost like the two brothers Yi Zhenxiang;

The woman is a head shorter than the man, carrying a gray handbag with shiny decorations, pure black hair pulled up high, no makeup on her face, with light wrinkles, fair skin, left hand Wearing a gold ring, a gold necklace around her neck, a purple dress that reaches to her ankles, a black shawl, and five-inch white high-heeled shoes, she looks noble and elegant; the woman came in As soon as she saw Yi Zhenxiang, she rushed to the bedside, hugged Yi Zhenxiang, and touched his face.

"Second brother! My precious son! What's wrong with you? Why did you lie down in the hospital after not seeing you for a year? Tell Mom, who did it? I must castrate him to avenge you ;You don't know, when I came home just now, I wanted to give you a surprise, but I didn't expect you to scare Mom first, you want to scare me to death?" After speaking, he kissed Yi Zhenxiang's face.

"Mom" Yi Zhenxiangyi saw his mother was completely defeated, his mother was too chatty, and he asked his father for help after calling her.

"Okay, Xue'er, isn't Xiaoxiang all right, you sit down first." He said and pulled a chair to his wife's side, hugged her and sat on it, and sat next to her on another chair.

Yi Zhenxiang's father is Yi Tianyu. He used to be in the army like his elder brother, but he retired in order to spend more time with his wife. His mother is Fan Xueer. The Fan family is a wealthy family and has been doing business. Typical The rich second generation; the two met for the first time in college and started dating.