Life is not too slow, and when the life of the old Han family finally gets better, the millennium has passed in a blink of an eye. Han Yan is in the fourth grade of elementary school, and Han Qiao is in the first grade of junior high school.
Han Qiao is still very good at studying. He has never been much trouble for his studies since he was a child. Han Yan is different. Even if he is reborn for a lifetime, his grades are still only of medium level. He really admires those little girls and boys in the class who are good at studying.
Yanzi, go play basketball. The classmate patted Han Yan lying on the desk.
Don't quarrel with me, I'm thinking about something. Han Yan waved his hand, raised his head and continued reading
Han Qiao took the exam to the best junior high school in the city, the same junior high school and the same junior high school, and the tuition is free. Just according to his own ability, it is probably a bit mysterious to take the exam to the high school, let alone the best junior high school in the city.
Han Yan was a little discouraged. After Han Qiao entered junior high school, he didn't like to tell him many things. Girls have grown up and have their own little secrets when they are puberty.
Gradually, there will be boys you like and the troubles of adolescence...
Han Yan was in a complicated mood, and he felt like a worried old father, but he was still a ten-year-old child
Vicissitudes
When Han Yan was still feeling a little unhappy when he walked home slowly, but found that there was no one at home, but there was a sound in the bathroom.
Han Yan called his parents twice, and Han Qiao's voice came from the bathroom: Parents are going to my uncle's house, come back later, and the food is in the pot.
Uncle's house?
Han Yan was a little surprised. The two families had broken off contact since their grandmother passed away. I don’t know what it meant. Why are they contacting each other again now?
Han Yan was too lazy to think too much, but instead thought it was a bit strange for Han Qiao to take a shower as soon as she came back.
Han Yan took a bottle of soda, knocked on the bathroom door and asked: Sister, are you okay? Stop catching a cold
No, it's okay Han Qiao's voice is a little dull
Han Yan heard something was wrong and frowned: Is it really okay?
There was no sound in the bathroom, Han Yan was a little panicked and slapped the door: Sister, Han Qiao! What's wrong with you? If you don't talk anymore, I'll go in.
Don't, don't come in! Han Qiao cried a little anxiously
Then what's wrong with you?
I seemed to have... my period. Han Qiao started crying as she said that
Han Yan was stunned for a moment before he realized, and was a little helpless, but he was an adult man. Even if he had never had a woman, he knew that there was something called sanitary napkins and immediately said: Sister, come out of the bathroom first, I'll buy sanitary napkins for you
I can't use it! Han Qiao cried again
I asked the salesperson to teach me, stop crying, come out quickly, I will buy it first. Han Yan silently criticized his mother who was not in good condition in physiology. He was afraid that Han Qiao would be embarrassed, so he went downstairs to buy things immediately.
Even though the adult man Han Yan was only ten years old, in this millennium era, buying sanitary napkins and asking salesmen to teach usage were still very eye-catching. He even had to doubt whether the child was a pervert. Han Yan had to explain it and got the teaching of the salesperson.
Han Yantian learned to learn how to use his face and took the packaging that he used day and night to go home, and bought brown sugar.
When he got home, Han Qiao had indeed put on his clothes and stood in the living room waiting for him. His eyes were still red, and his face turned pale due to menstruation.
Han Yan was so distressed that he picked up Han Qiao's underwear and put a sanitary napkin for her before giving it to her. Han Qiao went to the bathroom to change her underwear.
Sister, after drinking this cup of brown sugar water, go to bed for a while, it will no longer hurt. Get up later before eating. Han Yan handed her the soaked brown sugar water
Han Qiao obediently picked up the warm teacup and started drinking it
Han Yan felt distressed when she saw her like this and whispered: Don't be afraid, the salesperson aunt said this is normal, girls come for a few days every month, I won't tell my parents that this is our little secret
Han Qiao nodded and said softly: I know, I just have stomachache.
After drinking the brown sugar water, Han Yan urged Han Qiao to go to bed. He walked around and went to the bathroom to change Han Qiao's underwear and pants.
When he went to Han Qiao's room again, Han Qiao was already asleep, but his eyebrows were furrowed, it was obviously still painful.
Han Yan shook her hand, it was cool, and after thinking about it, he got into her bed. His body temperature was high, just to warm her up.
Sure enough, Han Qiao came over with the heat, snuggling tightly against him
Han Yan sighed, but he didn't expect that he, who was only ten years old, would have lived like a worried old father.
Han Qiao is still very good at studying. He has never been much trouble for his studies since he was a child. Han Yan is different. Even if he is reborn for a lifetime, his grades are still only of medium level. He really admires those little girls and boys in the class who are good at studying.
Yanzi, go play basketball. The classmate patted Han Yan lying on the desk.
Don't quarrel with me, I'm thinking about something. Han Yan waved his hand, raised his head and continued reading
Han Qiao took the exam to the best junior high school in the city, the same junior high school and the same junior high school, and the tuition is free. Just according to his own ability, it is probably a bit mysterious to take the exam to the high school, let alone the best junior high school in the city.
Han Yan was a little discouraged. After Han Qiao entered junior high school, he didn't like to tell him many things. Girls have grown up and have their own little secrets when they are puberty.
Gradually, there will be boys you like and the troubles of adolescence...
Han Yan was in a complicated mood, and he felt like a worried old father, but he was still a ten-year-old child
Vicissitudes
When Han Yan was still feeling a little unhappy when he walked home slowly, but found that there was no one at home, but there was a sound in the bathroom.
Han Yan called his parents twice, and Han Qiao's voice came from the bathroom: Parents are going to my uncle's house, come back later, and the food is in the pot.
Uncle's house?
Han Yan was a little surprised. The two families had broken off contact since their grandmother passed away. I don’t know what it meant. Why are they contacting each other again now?
Han Yan was too lazy to think too much, but instead thought it was a bit strange for Han Qiao to take a shower as soon as she came back.
Han Yan took a bottle of soda, knocked on the bathroom door and asked: Sister, are you okay? Stop catching a cold
No, it's okay Han Qiao's voice is a little dull
Han Yan heard something was wrong and frowned: Is it really okay?
There was no sound in the bathroom, Han Yan was a little panicked and slapped the door: Sister, Han Qiao! What's wrong with you? If you don't talk anymore, I'll go in.
Don't, don't come in! Han Qiao cried a little anxiously
Then what's wrong with you?
I seemed to have... my period. Han Qiao started crying as she said that
Han Yan was stunned for a moment before he realized, and was a little helpless, but he was an adult man. Even if he had never had a woman, he knew that there was something called sanitary napkins and immediately said: Sister, come out of the bathroom first, I'll buy sanitary napkins for you
I can't use it! Han Qiao cried again
I asked the salesperson to teach me, stop crying, come out quickly, I will buy it first. Han Yan silently criticized his mother who was not in good condition in physiology. He was afraid that Han Qiao would be embarrassed, so he went downstairs to buy things immediately.
Even though the adult man Han Yan was only ten years old, in this millennium era, buying sanitary napkins and asking salesmen to teach usage were still very eye-catching. He even had to doubt whether the child was a pervert. Han Yan had to explain it and got the teaching of the salesperson.
Han Yantian learned to learn how to use his face and took the packaging that he used day and night to go home, and bought brown sugar.
When he got home, Han Qiao had indeed put on his clothes and stood in the living room waiting for him. His eyes were still red, and his face turned pale due to menstruation.
Han Yan was so distressed that he picked up Han Qiao's underwear and put a sanitary napkin for her before giving it to her. Han Qiao went to the bathroom to change her underwear.
Sister, after drinking this cup of brown sugar water, go to bed for a while, it will no longer hurt. Get up later before eating. Han Yan handed her the soaked brown sugar water
Han Qiao obediently picked up the warm teacup and started drinking it
Han Yan felt distressed when she saw her like this and whispered: Don't be afraid, the salesperson aunt said this is normal, girls come for a few days every month, I won't tell my parents that this is our little secret
Han Qiao nodded and said softly: I know, I just have stomachache.
After drinking the brown sugar water, Han Yan urged Han Qiao to go to bed. He walked around and went to the bathroom to change Han Qiao's underwear and pants.
When he went to Han Qiao's room again, Han Qiao was already asleep, but his eyebrows were furrowed, it was obviously still painful.
Han Yan shook her hand, it was cool, and after thinking about it, he got into her bed. His body temperature was high, just to warm her up.
Sure enough, Han Qiao came over with the heat, snuggling tightly against him
Han Yan sighed, but he didn't expect that he, who was only ten years old, would have lived like a worried old father.