Zhao Ying is three years old this year.
As soon as Song Yunshen entered his uncle's house, he picked up the little short-legged boy who had been thrashing around all the way to his feet.
"Brother, older brother~"
Yingying laughed happily in Song Yunshen's arms, still holding the lollipop she had just licked, and offered it to Song Yunshen's lips.
"Eat, eat..."
"Ahem... I don't like lollipops, you can have it yourself." Song Yunshen glanced at the glistening surface of the lollipop and immediately shook his head in polite refusal.
If Xia Yunuo had licked it, he might have considered it.
Hmm... if it were Xia Jinshu or Xia Kening, that wouldn't be a problem either.
He certainly doesn't want to eat the saliva of a three-year- Little Brat.
"Why don't you play with her for a while?" Ruan Zheng smiled as she watched Song Yunshen holding Xiao Yingying, then walked towards the door. "I bought groceries at Sam's Club, but I forgot to buy scallions. I'll go downstairs and buy some."
"Should I go?" Song Yunshen asked.
"It's alright, play with her a little longer," Ruan Zheng waved her hand and smiled. "She's been staying at Grandma's house for a while, always crying and asking for her brother, so you should spend more time with her."
"I see." Song Yunshen chuckled, leaning down to tease Yingying's chubby chin, and asked with a grin, " Yingying missed me that much?"
"Mmm, brother, hug me." Yingying was still young and didn't understand shyness. She spoke directly and clearly expressed her love for her brother. "Lollipop, have some."
"Ahem... you eat this yourself." Song Yunshen quickly carried her into the living room and placed her on the sofa. "What does Yingying want to play with? Toys? Puzzles? Or watch TV?"
"Ride a pony, ride a pony!" Yingying blinked and shouted excitedly.
Upon hearing this answer, Song Yunshen's face immediately darkened.
No wonder she was crying and looking for him at her grandmother's place.
An elderly person's body can't withstand activities like riding ponies.
Only a young man like Song Yunshen could handle it.
"How about watching some TV?" Song Yunshen coaxed, hoping she would choose the easiest way to take care of the child.
But Yingying wouldn't give up, clinging to Song Yunshen's arm and shouting, "Ride a pony! Ride a pony! I want to ride a pony!"
Song Yunshen: "... Alright, alright, I'll ride a pony then, but only for a short while. My back is very important, don't hurt it."
"Oh! Riding a pony! Love you, brother!"
"Tsk, did your dad teach you that? You're so glib." Song Yunshen had no choice but to lie down in front of the sofa, on all fours, and let Yingying climb onto his back.
"Get ready." Song Yunshen adjusted her posture to prevent Yingying from falling off his back, and added, "Hold onto my neck with both hands, or you won't be able to play."
Upon hearing this, Yingying immediately hugged him tightly, then happily shouted, "Giddy up! Giddy up! Giddy up!"
Song Yunshen's eyes twitched, but he still cooperated and crawled around in the living room.
My uncle Zhao Zeheng's house has carpeted floors, so climbing up doesn't hurt my knees.
Song Yunshen carried Yingying's little body on his back for more than ten minutes, having a great time.
It wasn't until a pair of feet suddenly appeared in front of him that Song Yunshen reacted and looked up at the person in front of him.
"Yo." Zhao Zeheng, still looking sleepy, rubbed his messy hair and waved to his nephew on the ground, "Good morning! You're a young man, your back strength is really good."
Song Yunshen: "... Are you just going to watch?"
"What else?" Zhao Zeheng chuckled. "Your uncle is getting old, and my back isn't good either. You should do more of the work."
"I'm here to do hard labor, aren't I?"
"At least they provide meals," Zhao Zeheng said with a raised eyebrow and a smile, "And they're all your favorite dishes."
"Then I should thank you, right?"
"Go thank your aunt."
After Zhao Zeheng finished speaking, he yawned again. "I'm going to brush my teeth, good luck to you."
Watching his uncle's feet disappear into the distance, Song Yunshen was also a little too tired to bear it any longer. He finally managed to coax and beg the little darling on his back to climb down safely.
Afterwards, Song Yunshen took out several puzzles and toys from the cabinet and sat on the carpet with Yingying to play with them seriously.
After buying the scallions, Ruan Zheng went into the kitchen to start cooking.
Seeing that his daughter and nephew were having a great time, Zhao Zeheng didn't disturb them. He went into the kitchen with a smile to spend some time with his wife and help out.
At that moment, Song Yunshen's phone vibrated. He took it out and saw that it was a message from Xia Kening.
He still thought it was that Xu Zhuoyue.
[ Xia Kening ]: What are you doing?
[ Song Yunshen ]: Generally, when someone asks this question, it means they miss you.
[ Xia Kening ]: Get lost! You shameless bastard! I'm home from school, doing my homework, and I was just bored, that's why I asked you a question.
[ Song Yunshen ]: Then why did you contact me first? Don't you have any other friends?
[ Xia Kening ]: Heh, don't flatter yourself. I talked to Xixi and the others first, and only after that did I reluctantly give you a break.
[ Song Yunshen ]: Oh, so I should feel honored?
[ Xia Kening ]: It's not that you can't think of it that way.
[ Song Yunshen ]: But unfortunately, I'm not available right now.
After saying that, Song Yunshen took a picture of the puzzle and toys and sent it over.
[ Xia Kening ]: Are you a three-year-old? Playing with this kind of thing, isn't that childish?
[ Song Yunshen ]: You guessed right, my cousin is exactly three years old, I was just playing with her.
[ Xia Kening ]: Huh? Aren't you at home?
[ Song Yunshen ]: I'm having dinner at my uncle's house today, and also to keep my cousin company.
[ Xia Kening ]: Oh, I think I heard you mention before that your uncle's house is right across from yours.
[ Song Yunshen ]: Hmm, my uncle just woke up and is helping my aunt in the kitchen. I need to play with my cousin a little longer.
[ Xia Kening ]: Just woke up? Was it a nap? You slept for quite a while, didn't you?
[ Song Yunshen ]: Um... it's just sleeping late, except I sleep from seven or eight in the morning until two or three in the afternoon.
[ Xia Kening ]: Is your uncle's sleep schedule human?
[ Song Yunshen ]: He writes online novels, saying that he only gets inspiration in the early hours of the morning. He usually keeps United States schedule, so you'll get used to it.
[ Xia Kening ]: What is it that you wrote? Kong Xi likes to read it too.
[ Song Yunshen ]: Then you girls probably aren't interested. His martial arts novels are all about the raw, visceral action and are full of passion.
[ Xia Kening ]: Oh, that's boring.
[ Song Yunshen ]: So what do you want to talk to me about? You're not still fantasizing about switching bodies with me, are you?
[ Xia Kening ]: Pshaw! You're the one who wants to trade! I don't want to at all!
[ Song Yunshen ]: That's good.
[ Xia Kening ]: But if they really do change, there are some things I need to say beforehand.
[ Song Yunshen ]: What do you mean?
[ Xia Kening ]: If it's a school day, that's fine, but if it's tomorrow morning at a different time and I'm sleeping at home, you're not allowed to lay a hand on my mother!
[ Song Yunshen ]:???
[ Song Yunshen ]: Are you sick? No one would lay a hand on your mother. It's impossible.
[ Xia Kening ]: Oh, you don't understand. I usually sleep in the same bed as my mom. It's one thing for you to touch my body randomly after you wake up, but you're not allowed to touch my mom.
[ Song Yunshen ]: You're crazy! Even if you asked me to touch you, I wouldn't. But how old are you? Still sleeping with your mother?
[ Xia Kening ]: You've been to my house before! Including the living room, there are only two rooms. Where else can I sleep if I don't squeeze in with my mom?
[ Song Yunshen ]: Oh, okay, my bad.
Song Yunshen couldn't help but sigh as he recalled the bed that had been placed in Yan Zhenxia's living room.
He remembered that Yan Zhenxia's family consisted of four people. Normally, if the couple had two daughters, they could have let the two sisters sleep together.
It seems that Xia Kening probably has an older or younger brother who sleeps with her father.
This family has had a tough time.
[ Xia Kening ]: There's no need to apologize, I just wanted to let you know in advance.
[ Song Yunshen ]: I understand, but we haven't exchanged anything for two days in a row. Maybe it was just the last time.
[ Xia Kening ]: That would definitely be the best.
Which is the best?
Song Yunshen pursed his lips, feeling somewhat tempted.
After the initial panic and suspicion, he is now actually looking forward to exchanging partners again.
Meanwhile, Xia Kening, who was doing her homework at her desk in her bedroom, glanced at WeChat again to see if the other party had replied, and then couldn't help but blink.
Although she said it was best not to change, but...
When is the next exchange program?