Transmigrated to Twenty Years Ago and Adopted Myself

    On July 11th, before the alarm clock went off, the child blew the ribbon and exploded like someone shot.

    "Brother! Brother!"

    "Birthday! Happy Birthday! Happy!"

    Jiang Wang also ejected out of bed last year like a sudden shooting. This year, he has been able to wrap the quilt and try to sleep a little longer.

    Peng Xingwang couldn't find the paper crown he made last year. This year, he bought a red cardboard paper at the bookstore and made two new ones. Now he has one on his head, trying to make another one for his eldest brother.

    Big brother is lying down and playing dead.

    Peng Xingwang decided to put the crown on his eldest brother's face.

    Jiang Wang groaned with the crown on his face, and finally got up slowly, yawning: "Cub, we are celebrating a birthday, not a New Year's greeting."

    The child seemed to have developed some kind of custom, and handed over a perfume greeting card exactly like last year, and when he opened it, twenty-nine five-pointed stars were drawn inside.

    Jiang Wang didn't see it clearly at first glance, but was surprised when he received it.

    "Amulet? When did you go to the temple?"

    Could it be that Linqiu smuggled him there?

    The child twists.

    "Actually...no."

    Jiang Wang was confused, opened the small bag in front of him, and took out the folded yellow paper inside.

    It can be seen that Peng Xingwang is trying hard to reproduce the talisman that his father asked for, but the painting is not like it, so he simply writes the characters in a twist and turns, so as to imitate the Taoist incantation.

    Compared to last year, it is very progress, and there is not a single pinyin.

    Jiang Wang even looked a little moved.

    Children's calligraphy has improved, and finally evolved from five horses to three dogs.

    Jiang Wang didn't give the child a gift last year, so he took him to eat a big chocolate cake to show his affection. In addition, he finally remembered to let Xingwang call him 'brother', which really belongs to his family.

    He discussed with Ji Linqiu this year and found a better gift.

    "Go, take off your bed sheet and cloak, change into new clothes and let's go out."

    The child was stunned for a moment: "Where are you going out today?"

    "There is something very important."

    Jiang Wang frowned and looked at him: "Am I such a bad person?"

    "Could it be that Teacher Ji finally has a girlfriend?!"

    "What is the end?" Ji Linqiu pushed open the door and came in: "Get dressed, hurry up."

    Peng Xingwang didn't know whether it was there or not, and anxiously wanted to go to the room, but was stopped by the teacher's arm: "Wear this one."

    It turned out to be a houndstooth ochre red suit.

    The child saw the new clothes with bow ties, and finally felt that he was treated like Detective Conan today.

    —Bow tie!

    The other two adults also wore casual suits, Jiang Wang was still the azure blue he liked, and Ji Linqiu was the cream color.

    There are different styles of suits, but when the three of them walk side by side, they suddenly have the temperament of an aristocratic family, and they are very compatible.

    Peng Xingwang walked in front of them and suddenly felt that it would not be sad to meet Mr. Ji's girlfriend.

    I am so handsome today.

    The car stopped in the bustling business district, but did not release the safety lock immediately.

    "Before getting off the bus, Brother Wang and I each have a letter that we want to give you." Ji Linqiu said gently, "We'll go down after you finish reading."

    The child blushed, very embarrassed: "It's just a birthday, no need to write a letter."

    Jiang Wang did not speak, and handed him the prepared letter together with Ji Linqiu.

    The first one is affixed with a red ribbon ceremony knot, signed by Ji Linqiu, not by Mr. Ji.

    Stars:

    Happy ninth birthday.

    Now I resign from Hongshan Primary School, you can call me Brother Linqiu.

    I have never written a letter to anyone before, you are the first, I really love you.

    I am so happy to meet you. There are actually some students who secretly draw bears for me in the workbook, and they are very serious in listening to the class and writing their homework, so good.

    After living with you, I found that you are really obedient and sensible, and you can do housework at such a young age.

    In comparison, the teachers are a bit lazy, and they used to drag and don't wash the dishes :(

    Nice to meet you. We can go on a roller coaster together and go on an adventure to the countryside together.

    Xingwang, you grow up slowly, the scenery along the road is very beautiful, don't rush to the front and become an adult.

    Love you, Brother Linqiu.

    Peng Xingwang looked at his eyes flushed and tried to hold back his tears.

    He didn't know a few words, but he could probably guess the context.

    Jiang Wang was a little jealous again and handed his letter forward.

    "Look at it."

    Peng Xingwang took it quickly and opened the envelope carefully.

    Ji Linqiu's words are clear and powerful, like a spring willow in February.

    Jiang Wang is vigorous and elegant, like a mountain pine in winter.

    "Forgetting brother's words look good." The child was envious and a little distressed: "Why are my words so ugly."

    Jiang Wang tried to give some comfort: "You know, words follow people, when you grow up..."

    "Brother, are you saying I'm ugly now!"

    “…forget it.”

    "Brother!"

    Peng Xingwang:

    Happy Birthday.

    Lin Qiu asked me to write something, I'm ashamed.

    In any case, before I met you, I had a good time.

    Maybe she will die at home one day, after all, eating is quite messy.

    Inexplicably picked you up, but you are like a person, can eat well, sleep on time and wake up on time so that you can go to school.

    Hey, watching you jumping there makes me feel better.

    That's all, let's dance for a few more years in the future, come on.

    By your brother.

    Peng Xingwang focused on reading the letter. Jiang Wang had already read the letter written by Ji Linqiu. He sighed that it was different after reading the book. He wanted to withdraw the letter from the child.

    I didn’t expect the child to see this letter and see it in tears, and howled, big brother, second brother, I love you, and then put an arm around a woo

    "Take away the tears and snot! These are new clothes!"

    "Big brother woohoo-"

    They had to wipe the child's face in the car for a long time, and then took him out.

    Until this time, Peng Xingwang realized that they were going to take him to the photo studio.

    "Do you want to..."

    "Take a family photo." Ji Linqiu said with a smile: "The three of us take a picture, wash it out and hang it in the living room, how about it?"

    Peng Xingwang covered his face with his hands, a little flustered: "I just finished crying, I still look ugly..."

    "Not ugly." Jiang Wang hugged him: "Big brother is wrong, I will never say you are ugly in the future, you are very handsome."

    Fortunately, the makeup artist's little sister can't have a sweet mouth.

    This studio has a good reputation, it can light and shape, and the makeup is also very natural.

    Dark circles under the eyes, stubble and messy eyebrows are not a problem.

    The little girl put her feet up and put blush on the eldest sister obediently, and several make-up artists were surrounding Ji Linqiu.

    "My little brother is so handsome and his skin is so good... I'm so envious."

     "Oh my God, don't you have pores? Your skin is as smooth as white porcelain. Do you need any skin care products?"

    Jiang Wang coughed lightly and urged: "Is it almost?"

    The three of them sat in front of the background image and posed in a decent manner.

    The photographer does not agree: "It's too uptight, you all don't smirk and relax."

    The gun barrel-like light slammed his face, Peng Xingwang smiled and his muscles were stiff, and subconsciously reached out and rubbed his face.

    "Think of something happy, come here, three, two, one!"

    As soon as the camera took an image, it still looked like three dummies, all with stiff faces.

    The photographer pondered for a while and said, "I'll think about it again, you rest in place."

    The three immediately relaxed and prepared to adjust their posture.

    "Hey! Xingwang has a cat on his head!"

    "Cat?"

    "Huh?"

    "What?!"

    “—click!”

    Jiang Wang and Ji Linqiu subconsciously looked at the child, Peng Xingwang raised his face slightly, and the three of them still had smiles on their faces.

    It just happened to be captured accurately.

    "Excellent!" The photographer praised: "It's just this one, no need to fix it!"

    The family portrait was washed out on the same day, embedded in a beautiful photo frame, and hung in the center of the living room wall.

    Peng Xingwang watched for a long time, and while his brothers took a bath and changed clothes, he quietly kissed the corner of the photo.

    He likes this photo so much that he feels like he is being held.

    Peng Xingwang was reluctant to put down those two letters wherever he went all day. When he got home, he carefully opened the small wooden box he bought and put these two letters together with the letter written by his mother.

    The child carefully touched each letter, as if his chest became a book, and on every page someone was saying he loved him.

    Then lock them up carefully, for fear that they will grow wings and fly away.

    Today was a special day, Peng Jiahui called him in the morning, Du Wenjuan also called in the afternoon, and sang Happy Birthday to him across the phone line.

    Peng Xingwang remembers how his birthdays were before.

    Primary school is the time when parents pamper their children the most.

    He ate Yang Kai's two birthday meals, once at KFC and once at Yang Kai's house.

    Zhang Xiaolu also invited him once. At that time, he was still very dirty and his clothes were wrinkled.

    At that time, Peng Xingwang almost didn't expect his parents to invite his friends to a birthday meal, but only hoped that his mother would come back to see him, or his father would give him a small cake.

    If Peng Jiahui didn't drink, he would occasionally say happy birthday, but he always remembered the day wrong, as if he was always a little confused.

    Mom won't call, and she doesn't seem to exist and refuses to appear in his world.

    Peng Xingwang recalled his unhappiness in the past, and when he went to bed again, he began to suspect that he had had an unreal dream.

    There are many people in the dream saying that they love him, and even thank him for appearing in their world and for the opportunity to love him.

    If it was a dream, he made a wish never to wake up.