Picked Up A Small Cannon Fodder

Li Jiyue finally finished the book, "The protagonist does not want to fall in love".

The content of the book is really the same as the title, the protagonist, he does not fall in love. He only likes to play games, and games are his wife.

One book, three million words. The protagonist has no object to the finale. Li Jiyue thought for a while, and it is not too miserable that she has never been in a relationship. After all, the big guys who have achieved fame are all targets.

Although seeing the finale, Li Jiyue still has some ideas. He cast a few thunders on the author, hoping to see a lot of extras.

After getting the author's reply, he satisfactorily turned off the phone.

At first, I discovered that this article was purely an accident, Li Jiyue, an orphan who was a work-study student.

Everyday life is occupied by part-time work and study. He had never read the novel before, but one day, when he was working, a lovely waiter and sister came over. She held up her mobile phone and said, "Little speaker, look at the supporting role in this article with the same name as yours. ."

Li Jiyue took the young lady's cell phone and looked at it, and it was really the same. It’s just the same name but different surnames. In the book, Li Jiyue has family, his parents who love him, and his brother who dotes on him. The family is the richest man in H City.

But the real Li Jiyue has nothing.

When he returned home that night, Li Jiyue secretly searched for the book for unknown reasons.

I don't know, I was shocked at first glance.

Li Jiyue in the book is actually a villain. He was spoiled by his family and wanted to take it for himself after the protagonist developed a game.

Of course, his fate was terrible.

The family also paid a price for his behavior.

Li Jiyue, who had read more than a hundred chapters from the beginning, was angry and hated, and he wanted to teach the man in the lesson book.

You shouldn't play tricks if you are not your own, it is not good!

Li Jiyue, who has been conquered by the charm of the protagonist, can't wait to get Li Jiyue out of the book and personally avenge the protagonist.

In this way, Li Jiyue was out of control, chasing after more than half a year, finally waited for the end.

The protagonist has fulfilled his childhood dream, and he will never be bullied by others again. Li Jiyue was really happy for him. Before going to bed, he made a wish, hoping to dream of Jiang Fang and say congratulations in person.

Li Jiyue's sleep was restless, and he felt uncomfortable all over her body. There was a noisy voice in the ear, a woman was crying, it was messy.

Li Jiyue wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids seemed to be heavy, and she seemed to be in a big stove.

He struggled, sobbing in his throat like little cats.

The heart of the family in front of the hospital bed was picked up. The old man had never cried at such an old age, but he actually shed tears when he saw the uncomfortable appearance of the little grandson, "What should I do, I can't make the little speaker so uncomfortable."

But all the injections that should be given were taken, and even the doctor was helpless.

Feng Hao, wearing a small suit, can also feel the heavy atmosphere between the adults. Today is his day to participate in the competition.

In the morning, he excitedly asked his mother if he could come. Mom hesitated. Just when he thought his mother had to take care of his younger brother and couldn't go away, his mother actually agreed.

She touched Feng Hao's head and smiled softly, "Mom sends her younger brother to grandpa's house, and then she goes to watch your game, okay?"

Feng Hao restrained his joy and nodded reservedly. He also hooked his mother and told her to come.

But his mother didn't show up until the end of the game. The driver at home came to pick him up.

Feng Hao's unhappiness was all written on his face. He asked the driver's uncle if his mother had something to do with him.

The driver was silent for a while, "Little young master, something has happened at home. My wife can't go away, so the old man said let me take you to the hospital first."

Feng Hao naturally knew that the hospital was not a good place. He looked at the driver in surprise, like a little adult, "What's the matter? Is anyone in the house uncomfortable?"

The driver sighed, "You'll know when you go, Little Horn..."

Feng Hao didn't know why the driver's uncle didn't say half of it. He was taken to the hospital.

The little brother was lying on the hospital bed, the white quilt only showed his face. Just like when he first came out, he was wrapped in a small ball.

Feng Hao did the same at that time, standing in front of the bed looking at him.

After he made up his mind, he would take good care of this little brother, but when his younger brother grew up and the whole family's heart was on his younger brother, he began to hate him.

Now, he just looked at it, and couldn't tell what it was like.

"What's wrong with brother?"

My mother was still crying and couldn't spare time to answer him. The father who had just pushed down everything and hurriedly squatted down and looked at him, "Brother is sick, can you live with auntie obediently tonight?"

Feng Hao blinked, "No, I have grown up, I can do it by myself. Don't you go home today?"

Dad explained patiently, "My brother is sick, my mother and I will stay here with my brother."

Feng Hao nodded, he could understand the adults, his brother was sick. It is more important for mother to take care of her younger brother than to watch her own game. Feng Hao looked at his father, "Can that younger brother be back in two days?"

It used to be like this, my younger brother always had to be hospitalized at every turn, and every time he stayed for a few days, he could come home again.

But this time Dad didn't speak. Thinking of the death sentence imposed by the doctor, Feng Tingyun wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes. He said, "Go back, go back with the uncle driver, it's too early."

Feng Hao and his brother waved their hands and bid farewell to mom, dad and grandpa.

Feng Tingyun looked at his aging father, "Dad, you can go back to rest, too. Just have the two of us guarding here."

The old man didn't say he was leaving, he just looked at the little grandson with a distressed look, "How can this be? Isn't it getting better and better?"

When my daughter-in-law brought the little grandson here today, the little grandson was fine. He started to get fever just after eating a meal, his background was not good, and he was sick since he was a child. He was still premature when he was born. The old man also deliberately used other surnames according to fortune-telling, scientific, superstitious, and everything the family could do.

But even so, why can't I keep this child?

The doctor said that this time it might be really hard to come by.

The old man didn't want to go, he wanted to see the little grandson more.

Li Jiyue seemed to have a long dream, which was messy. In the end, there was a beam of light on his forehead, and that beam of light could still speak. It said: Sorry, I seem to have made your destiny wrong. You are not an orphan, now I will take your memory and send you back.

Li Jiyue felt a force pushing him, and he began to fall, and when he hit the bottom, he was agitated.

"Little speaker?" Feng Tingyun lay on the bed and looked at his jerking son, and he hurriedly moved closer.

Li Jiyue waved a pair of tiny hands and cried.

The old man who was closing his eyes and taking a nap suddenly woke up, Wei Xue hurriedly called the doctor and nurse.

The doctor in a white coat breathed a sigh of relief after the examination, "Good sign, the fever is going down."

The little horn on the hospital bed has woken up, and is crying in his father's arms.

He forgot what happened before, only remembering that he was pushed down by a beam of light, and he woke up after being pushed down.

The pitiful appearance of the little horn made everyone feel bad. Wei Xue wiped the tears from his face, and the little horn pouted and sucked.

Feng Tingyun looked at his wife, "Is this hungry?"

After a day's injection, I haven't eaten properly. I must be hungry. Wei Xue hurriedly made milk powder for him, the small horn holding the baby bottle buzzed straight, and soon it bottomed out. After drinking the milk, he proudly handed the baby bottle, "More...more..."

When he talked in a hurry, he said that it was unsuccessful, and he came to talk for a long time, and he was so angry that he lifted the bottle and said, "Hmm!"

Do you know what I mean?

Wei Xue hesitated a little. Before, Little Speaker did not have such a good appetite. When she was surprised, bad thoughts came out in her heart.

Wei Xue was in her heart.

She and her husband looked at each other, and Feng Tingyun took the bottle and went out, "I'll ask the doctor if he can eat now."

The baby sitting on the hospital bed watched his father walk out and thought he was making milk powder for himself. He was so happy that he cocked his feet.

The old man grabbed the two small points through the quilt and deliberately teased him, "Where did this little mouse come from."

The little horn was amused and giggled. Jiojio turned like a top. He pointed to the feet in the quilt. Milky voice explained, "jio."

This is jiojio, not a mouse.

The old man was amused, and the little speaker also laughed. Looking at the thin face that was tortured by the pain, the old man sighed, what a good boy, if he had a healthy body.

Wei Xue's parents were too rushed in the neighboring city yesterday to inform them. The old couple rushed here when they received the news this morning.

When they arrived at the hospital, they didn't catch any breath and hurried into the ward. When they opened the door, they laughed.

The hearts of the old couple suddenly fell to the ground. Wei Xue's eyes blushed as she watched the running parents, who were indifferent at all, "Parents, why are you here so fast."

Wei Xue's mother hugged her daughter, "Don't be afraid, mother is here."

Father Feng shook hands with his in-laws, Wei Xue's father greeted his little grandson, and asked how the situation is now.

He sighed in relief when he mentioned the old man, and said with relief, "The doctor said it was over."

Grandpa's heart was finally put in his stomach.

Little Horn widened her eyes and looked at the opposite person. Wei Yingran looked serious when he saw her grandson and turned into Chunshui, "Our little speaker doesn't recognize Grandpa?"

Little speaker thought for a while, but didn't recognize it.

He continued to stare.

Wei Yingran slapped his little round head, "It's okay, your mother and I are going to drive in this morning, but this hand is trembling, and my heart is also panicked. Let Xiao He send us to the high-speed rail, but also good."

When Wei Yingran received her daughter's call, there was a buzz in her head and almost didn't faint. Fortunately, God was tolerant and didn't take the baby away.

When Feng Tingyun came back, he saw his father-in-law and his mother-in-law arrived. He said hello to his father-in-law and then hid the bottle behind him, "The doctor said, eat less, observe and observe first. For the time being, we are not allowed to feed anymore. "

The little baby sitting on the bed looked at his father with straight eyes. What was the fatness? When father came back, why did the baby's milk disappear? Does the little cow refuse to give it?