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Chapter 35

After enough trouble, Lin Zhanyu fell asleep.In fact, he didn't yell for a long time. Although he has a bad temper, since he was a child, when he was really like this, he usually let himself express his emotions, which were not too many.

He has always been restrained, just like the mountains and rivers in the south of the Yangtze River, handsome and elegant, plain and amiable.

But he has never lacked fortitude. Whenever he is sure of something, he often hits the south wall without looking back, sees the coffin without crying, and does not give up when he reaches the Yellow River.

In the dim candlelight, Wei Qingyun looked at him, and saw that the young man's face was flushed and he was fast asleep.

Brother Wei thought, Lin Zhanyu is actually right, now it is indeed difficult to find someone who treats him better and more sincerely than Lin Zhanyu.

As for himself, in the past [-] years, he has become more and more smooth and transparent, and he has less and less revealed his sincerity.

When he was a teenager, he didn't understand the phrase "people's hearts are separated from the belly", but now he understands it too much.

The more he understands, the more he knows how precious Lin Zhanyu is to him, and the value of their nearly ten-year friendship.

In this turbulent world, devils kill people like hemp, dignitaries ignore the common people, and ordinary people are precarious and panic-stricken.

The wheels of the times are rolling over, and they are just dust under the wheels.

The living are passers-by, and the dead are returnees.As for sincerity and warmth, as well as the days of flowing water, it has always been a luxury.

He sighed softly, and helped Lin Zhanyu put the quilt up.

"Zhan Yu," Wei Qingyun is really tired from working and writing and restoring manuscripts recently. His voice is a little hoarse, with the fatigue of years of struggle and tossing around, and there is still some meager hope for the future. , even though the latter was well hidden by him: "If you can be a good brother with your senior brother for a lifetime, and then get married when you get old, it will be a more fulfilling thing."

The young man was drowsy and did not answer.The dark yellow light reflected his face, making him look very peaceful.

Wei Qingyun sat for a while before standing up.It was windy in the middle of the night, so he blew out the candles and helped Lin Zhanyu close the windows tightly.

It was almost noon when Lin Zhanyu woke up the next day.When he first woke up, he felt nothing but a headache.He lay quietly for a while, his mind blank, until Wei Qingyun brought him the rice.

"Brother?" Seeing the person coming, Lin Zhanyu sat up abruptly, suddenly remembering what happened to him last night.

"What's wrong?" Wei Qingyun put the food on the cabinet beside his bed: "Are you hungry?"

"It's okay." Lin Zhanyu pushed all his hair back: "Did I drink last night?"

Wei Qingyun gave a "hmm" and said in a low tone, "Not only did you drink, but you were also very drunk. It was your brother Xiao Qiao who helped you back."

"Then, did I say something I shouldn't have said?" The more Lin Zhanyu thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he hurriedly avoided the other party's scrutiny: "I was wrong."

"This is not an example." Wei Qingyun gave him a blank look.

"Hey." Lin Zhanyu quickly responded, "I remember I told you..."

"Huh?" Wei Qingyun asked, "What?"

"No, no." Lin Zhanyu remembered that at that time, he said that he liked to let Wei Qingyun control him, and asked him if he was young and beautiful enough.

He blushed instantly, and quickly picked up the bowl: "I'd better eat."

The end of the year is approaching, and the restaurant is getting busy, and the back kitchen is often not enough manpower, so the already popular "strong man" Lin Zhanyu has no free time.

The guys shuttled back and forth, and Wei Xueyi, who was more than three years old, was running around in the backyard.Children are not too cold, even in the twelfth lunar month, they don't want to stay in the house honestly.

Lin Zhanyu was afraid that he would be bored, so he did not know where to get a slingshot, and let Wei Xueyi hold it in his hand to amuse himself.However, this kid is really smart, and he quickly figured out how to play this thing.

So this afternoon, when Lin Zhanyu walked from the front hall to the back kitchen with a pot of vegetables, his forehead was accidentally stained.

"Ouch!" A stone hit him, he was startled, his hands softened, the basin fell to the ground, there was a tinkling sound, and the vegetables were scattered all over the ground.

"What's wrong?" A guy ran out from the back kitchen when he heard the noise, and when he saw Lin Zhanyu who was frowning, he immediately exclaimed, "What happened?"

Turning around and seeing Wei Xueyi holding a slingshot, he stomped his feet angrily: "Brat, is that you?"

The child was at a loss, looking extremely bewildered.He trotted all the way to Lin Zhanyu's side with his short legs, and hugged the man's leg: "Uncle Lin, I'm sorry."

Lin Zhanyu touched his forehead tentatively, and his fingers were stained with blood: "Tsk, I was lucky not to hit my eye, or I would become a one-eyed dragon."

Another clerk heard the sound and rushed over, saw the blood on Lin Zhanyu's forehead, and hurriedly led him to the front hall: "Come here, I'll take care of it for you." Before leaving, he still didn't forget to say hello to the clerk just now: "Pack up the dishes." ah."

The stones Wei Xueyi played with were very small, and they were all picked up from the corner of the backyard. In addition, he didn't have much strength as a child, so Lin Zhanyu was not seriously injured.

However, the guy was really careful, and he wrapped the gauze around him again and again, and he was quite proud when he finished: "Zhan Yu, don't worry. Once your brother Xiao Qiao was injured, I was the one who bandaged him." .”

"Okay." Lin Zhanyu felt that he was making a fuss out of a molehill, but he couldn't refute his kindness: "Thank you."

He felt that there was nothing serious about him, so he went to the back kitchen to help out after treating the wound, until Wei Qingyun came back from work at dusk and saw a child playing alone in the backyard.

"Where's Uncle Lin?" Wei Qingyun asked as usual.

Lin Zhanyu was packing fish in the back kitchen when he heard Wei Qingyun coming to the backyard. Just as he was about to go out, he heard a child outside crying loudly.

He hurriedly wiped his hands, untied his apron again, and said as he walked, "Brother, here it is."

Seeing him come out, Wei Xueyi cried even harder.

At this moment, Wei Qingyun saw the circle of white gauze around his forehead, and suddenly understood.

"Stinky boy, what did you do wrong?" Wei Qingyun's face suddenly darkened, he grabbed Wei Xueyi by the back collar of his cotton coat and lifted him up: "Be honest, what did you do with Uncle Lin's head?"

"I, I was playing with a slingshot this afternoon, and I accidentally shot a stone on Uncle Lin's head." Wei Xueyi was really scared, so he said, "Father, I was wrong."

"He apologized to me." Lin Zhanyu hurried over: "Brother, it's okay, the injury is not serious."

"Don't worry about it, I have to teach him a good lesson today." Wei Qingyun stared at his son: "Little bastard, do you still know what is good or bad? If it weren't for your Uncle Lin to bring you out of Nanjing, you would have grown up a long time ago." You are a lonely ghost, where did today come from? How could you hurt your Uncle Lin?"

"Brother," Lin Zhanyu stopped him, "That's too serious."

"What is it important? I don't think it's enough." Wei Qingyun's tone suddenly became cold, and there was an indescribable firmness in his words: "Boy, listen carefully. In the future, you don't have to be filial to your father, but you If you dare not treat you well, Uncle Lin, I will make you look good."

Wei Xueyi was a well-behaved child since he was a child, and he was not a naughty person who was not easy to discipline. This was the first time that Wei Qingyun was so angry with him, and it was also the first time that he said such serious words.

Lin Zhanyu froze on the spot, and thousands of thoughts rushed through him for a moment, making his eyes reddened.

He almost blurted out: senior brother, what position did you put me in?

But he swallowed the words.Looking at Wei Qingyun whose face was flushed with anger, he felt that he didn't need to ask any more.

"Wow!" Wei Xueyi didn't know why Wei Qingjun said this to him, and cried even worse.

He cried and said, "Father, I have changed, I will never be like this again, don't want me!"

"Nonsense. Which one doesn't want you?" Lin Zhanyu hugged the child into his arms dumbfoundingly, then turned his head and said helplessly to Wei Qingyun: "Look at you, you just talk about something and nothing, which scares the child."

Wei Qingyun walked up to him, wanting to touch his forehead with his hand, but afraid of hurting him, he only stretched out his hand halfway and retracted it again.

"How's it going?" he asked.

"It doesn't matter." Lin Zhanyu waved his hand: "Xiao Zhou bandaged me too carefully, it looked scary. Actually it's nothing, just scratched the skin."

"If he is disobedient in the future, you can just scold him or beat him." Wei Qingyun glanced at the child hiding in Lin Zhanyu's arms: "Children don't know the severity, how dangerous it is."

"No way, you didn't hit me well before?" Lin Zhanyu said with a smile: "Okay, senior brother, I'll help them with work, you should take a rest."

"Don't be too tired." Wei Qingyun looked at him worriedly.

"Hey." Lin Zhanyu responded with a grin.

Wei Qingyun went back to the house after finishing speaking.Lin Zhanyu stood in place and looked at his back, but the smile on his face grew stronger.

"Xueyi, do you think your father has softened his heart?" He helped the child wipe away the tears from his face, talking to himself.

Of course Wei Xueyi would not answer him, the child hadn't recovered from the shock of his father's tantrum just now, and was still a little twitchy.

"Actually, I never expected him to treat me as much as I do to him. As long as he can let me stay by his side and live a good life with me, I will be satisfied." Lin Zhanyu pinched the child's cheek, His forehead was still slightly sore, but his heart was flattered: "With sincerity, gold and stone are opened."

After finishing speaking, he put the child down: "Okay, let's go to your father, Uncle Lin is going to work."

In the past few years, Lujiang County has become even more unrest.

Most of the Jianghuai area has become an occupied area, and this is one of the few places that is still resisting.The small county town was surrounded by Japanese invaders, and it was a bit tragic to enter thousands of troops alone.

The devils refused to let this small town go, and often sent planes from enemy-occupied areas to bomb it.The lives of ordinary people are miserable, and Wuji Restaurant is no exception.In the first half of the year alone, they moved four more home. Fortunately, they ran in time and no one was hurt.

However, others were not as lucky as they were. Once after an air raid, Lin Zhanyu carried the small box containing his brother Wei's manuscripts to his new residence, and saw a disgraced little girl crying from a distance.

He stepped forward and asked slowly, "Girl, where is your family?"

Pointing to the ruins in front of her eyes, the little girl cried and said, "They are all buried under the ground."

Lin Zhanyu felt very worried, but he couldn't help much, so he could only tell the little girl, "It's not safe here, uncle will take you to the shelter for a while."