The magical doctor mother raises the cute baby

Chapter 273

"elder brother?"

After being dazed, Le Yiren subconsciously called out these two words.

But it was this almost whispering brother's voice that made Le Sinian, who was already a tough guy with strong bones, feel sad.

The younger sister in his memory was taciturn and easily shy, and even when talking to his brother, his voice was very low.

But after seeing each other for a few years, that scared younger sister has become confident and calm.

Even though she was a little absent-minded just now, she was more surprised, and she no longer looked timid at the beginning.

Le Sinian couldn't tell whether he was relieved or heartbroken. After staying for a while, he showed a somewhat complicated smile, "Yiren, brother is back."

A simple sentence and an ordinary smile made Le Yiren burst into tears instantly.

In that instant, all the memories about the original owner and Le Sinian flooded out of her mind.

These memories played back in her mind like movie shots, giving her an illusion.

It seemed that these memories really belonged to her, rather than a latecomer watching someone else's memory.

This illusion made Le Yiren a little dazed, but the words came out of his mouth, which seemed to be faster than the brain's reaction.

"Brother, you're back! Hurry up and wash your hands, we're going to have dinner."

Very familiar tone, very normal speaking tone, as if Le Si Nian had not been away for a few years, but just went out for a while, and now he is home for dinner.

Le Yiren didn't expect that he would say such a thing, but when he said it, he felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

Showing a bright smile to Le Sinian, Le Yi said humanely, "Why are you standing still, Tong Tong, take your uncle to absorb it, we are going to have dinner."

Hearing this, Le Tongtong trotted to Le Sinian's side, and the white and tender chubby took Le Sinian's hand and walked towards the kitchen.

"Uncle, let's wash our hands quickly. Mother has made you a lot of delicious food. Mother is so kind to you. Usually, mother doesn't cook for me."

Hearing Le Tongtong's words, Le Yiren burst out laughing.

This brat!
Speaking as if she abused him!
With his little stomach, how much can he eat per meal?
With that in mind, Le Yiren followed the two into the kitchen.

While holding the bowls and chopsticks, Le Yiren was amused by the laughing conversation of squatting in the yard washing his hands and face.

"Uncle, why are your hands so big? What is that hard thing on them?"

"This is the cocoon. Uncle is diligent in practicing martial arts. This is the trace left by practicing martial arts."

"But daddy doesn't have any! Is it because daddy doesn't work hard?"

"It may be due to physical fitness."

"That's why uncle's physique is not as good as daddy's? Tongtong also wants to be like daddy's physique, so white and clean and beautiful. Don't you think so, uncle?"

Le Tongtong's voice fell silent for a long time, and the people in Le Yi did not hear Le Sinian's answer. They turned their heads to look curiously, and then the moonlight and lights could vaguely see the stiff expression on Le Sinian's face.

Looking at Le Sinian's dark skin again, and recalling Le Sinian's handsome face before, Le Yiren just wanted to say one thing to Le Tongtong—I'm heartbroken, son!
Is this the legendary little stabbing expert?

Wouldn't your conscience hurt if you stabbed your uncle's heart so fiercely when we first met?

(End of this chapter)