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Chapter 145 Why Would Yunshu and Fengshu Sleep in the Same B

ffed, and spoke with a slight nasal tone:“You want to leave me all alone in this unfamiliar place and say it’s not abandoning me”Wu Xie heard this and was taken aback. Listening to the increasingly ag...Looking at his younger brother's face, an expression of embarrassment like he had been scratching his toes with his feet.

A slight upturn of Wu's lips, the gaze she delivered held a hint of playful mockery:

"Does this ring a bell"

Wu Xie's words pulled Wu Ling out of her mental turmoil.

When he came to his senses, he unconsciously tugged at the button on Wu Xiaoyi's collar.

The expression on their face was a little conflicted and troubled, they said in a complex tone:

"Gosh, that means I've mistaken her for a girl all these years!"

Wu tilted her head, watching him as if amused by his pained expression, a smirk playing on her lips:

"Not much, about 16 years or so."

"16 years That's not much, is it It's enough for a child to grow up."

At this, Wu Ling let out a mournful wail.

He acted like a kitten who had lost its dreams, burying his head into Wu Xie's shoulder all of a sudden and mumbling softly:

"No wonder I felt like I knew Uncle Yun well, but couldn't remember who he was, it turns out it was just the gender difference."

"Old geezer, do you think Yun Shu would be angry if he knew I had messed up his gender identity for 16 years"

Wu Xia, upon hearing this, turned her head to look at him. Because her hands were covered in red flower oil, she didn't hug the young ancestor in her arms. Instead, she leaned against him with her chest, a smile on her lips:

"How could I be angry As long as you call me, no matter what name you use, Uncle Yun would be happy."

"Really"

Upon hearing this, Wu Ling's head, which had drooped like a wilted flower, perked up slightly.

Wu Xie, who witnessed the whole process.

His lips curved slightly, his eyes sparkling with amusement, he nodded and said:

"Of course it's true, when you were little Uncle Yun loved you the most. Back then, even when he was on missions or going up the mountain to collect medicine, he wouldn't forget to bring you snacks and diapers. He practically raised you as his own son! I was envious watching him."

Upon hearing this, Wu Ling blinked, her little antennae on top of her head standing up even higher.

It's like saying, "Tell me more, tell me more."

Wu Xie looked at him with a smile, and slowly said:

“Back then, because you were born prematurely, your body was weak and you couldn't eat much. However, you particularly liked a fruit that grew on the cliffs at the top of the mountain. It was sour and sweet, and it had very high medicinal value, which was especially good for your body. But as time went on since the fruit was picked, its medicinal value gradually diminished.”

“At that time, Uncle Yun went out to find fruit in the evening with a flashlight just so you could have a fresh bite. When he came back the next day, his clothes were all wet from the morning dew, and his boots and face were covered in mud. If you didn't look closely, you would think someone had come down from the mountain like a wild man.”

But the basket on his shoulders was filled to the brim with fruit, at least seventy or eighty of them. The fruit wasn't dirty at all; they still had fresh green leaves on top, and caterpillars were crawling around on them.

Wu Ling blinked, her body unconsciously straightening, her face taking on a serious and attentive expression.

Wu was still talking.

"And at that time, because you weren't feeling well, your body would get tired easily, and when you got tired, you were prone to catching a fever and coughing."

"Uncle Yun felt sorry for you, so he often held you in his arms while giving you acupuncture and medicine. He would hold you like that for the entire day, even though his arm ached from tiredness, he wouldn't put you down. Even when it was time to eat, he would first prepare your milk powder and medicinal herbs, feeding you before eating himself."

“Back then, when Uncle Feng returned from a business trip abroad, he brought back French chocolates, imported Russian milk powder, and various supplements. He didn't eat any of them, leaving everything for you. He practically treated you like a little ancestor.”

After he finished speaking, Wu Xie looked at his younger brother. His little hair on top of his head was fluttering in the wind. He smiled and said:

"You're saying that someone who dotes on you so much, would he get angry because of a term of address, because you called him aunt"

Besides, you used to call Uncle Yun "Auntie" when you were little. Did you sense he was angry

When Wu Ling was listening to Wu Xie's words, the hair on his head stood up more and more, and his listless spirit became better and better.

He scratched his neck and thought carefully about it until he heard Wu Xie say that.

In his memory, he hadn't called Yun Shu "Auntie" less.

But every time he called Uncle Yun "Auntie," Uncle Yun would gently respond.

Sometimes she would gently pinch his cheeks, sometimes give him a bittersweet candy that lingered on the tongue, and sometimes she would kiss his forehead.

It seems like every time he calls out, Uncle Yun always responds to him.

Wu Ling pinched her fingers and tilted her head, looking at Wu Xie and saying:

"It doesn't seem like it, actually. Every time I see him, Uncle Yun seems pretty happy. And when I was a kid, I once showed Uncle Yun flowers and complimented him on how handsome he was, and he was especially delighted. He even roasted a rabbit for me to eat!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Xie's expression seemed as if he had thought of something, a strange expression, as if holding back a smile, and nodded.

"Yes, that's right. It was you two who brought back the two Dutch dwarf rabbits worth $40,000 from Holland and roasted them. Master Feng almost cried at the smell and ate three bowls of rice while shedding tears."

"Especially when Uncle Yun saw that you liked to eat them, the next day Uncle Feng was driven to the airport by Uncle Yun at three or four in the morning because of this. He was told to pick out a few more fat and well-looking rabbits there."

"Uncle Feng was working nonstop for 24 hours. When he returned from the Netherlands, he hadn't even washed his face before Uncle Yun dragged him to slaughter the rabbit. The two of them cooked a cold rabbit dish together for you."

“Back then, you and Uncle Yun were having a great time eating together. Uncle Feng was fanning you both and pouring water for you. He was so tired that when he sang you a lullaby at night, his voice was hoarse and scratchy, sounding like a ghost! Even the dogs in our yard heard this sound and started howling along, creating a duet of eerie howls. Luckily, no one lived next door to us at the time, or those howls could have gotten us in trouble.”

Wu Ling heard this, her fingers clenching the buttons paused, blinking dazedly.

Really He only knew he was happy eating rabbit food at the time, there's more to this story.

Perhaps the memory from that time was too vivid, Wu Xi still remembers it clearly to this day.

He reminisced about Uncle Feng's haggard look that day, smacked his lips, and said with emotion:

At that time, only Fengshu and Rabbit were injured in the world they had reached.

Wu Ling was about to speak when she suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered something.

He tilted his head, as if he had found something important, and then asked:

"Brother, I have a small problem, I don't know if it's appropriate to ask."

Wu Xie heard this and gave him a amused look.

"Why are you being polite to me all of a sudden What's the matter Tell me everything."

Wu Ling shifted her feet, getting closer to Wu Xie. Her expression was confused and a little strange:

"Brother, why did Feng Shu and Yun Shu sleep in the same blanket back then I remember every time I went to climb into bed, I could see them sleeping in the same blanket, hugging tightly."

When Wu Ling asked this question, her facial expression was truly puzzled.

Because at that time, besides being a little confused by his appearance resembling Uncle Yun, the main reason he mistook Uncle Yun for his aunt was...

When a child thinks about it, it's just that mom and dad sleep together. Dad is a boy and mom is a girl.

Dad has a faint smell of smoke, Mom smells fragrant.

Xiao Wu Ling, while getting into bed, noticed that Feng Shu had a smell of smoke. He was the 'daddy' role.

While Yun Shu had a faint scent of medicine on him, so he was the 'mom' in this role.

So from that time on, Yun Shu's image as a girl was firmly rooted in Xiao Wu Ling's heart.

Added to this was the tacit acceptance from everyone around him when they addressed his aunt as "aunt," which led him to mistake Yun Shu for a female and remained mistaken for over ten years.

Wu Ling still remembers, when he was holding a three-inch [object] and wriggling on the bed.

Uncle Yun and Uncle Feng always sleep in the same bed, under the same quilt.

And at that time, Uncle Feng always held onto Uncle Yun, holding him so tightly.

He kicked his legs for half a day before finally kicking Uncle Feng aside. Then, he squeezed into Uncle Yun's arms, feeling very pleased with himself.aps they haven't noticed.One pair of eyes, just like Yi Duozi's, glistened with intelligence, watching them with a hint of mischievous glee.Wu Ling's fingers pinched a corner of her clothes, she peeke...

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