When I come back soon, I will become the actor

Seeing Aunt Fang like this, Yan Deng was taken aback.

Especially when he saw that the other party was actually barefoot, and there were bloody footprints one after another on the cobblestone path at the door, his hair almost stood on end.

Why is Aunt Fang running over barefoot, not to mention wearing a hospital gown.

Looking at the bright red and still wet bloody footprints on the gravel road, and then at Aunt Fang's well-maintained white and tender insteps, the banquet lamp could not help but hiss and shiver, this person is definitely not barefoot , ran all the way from the hospital, right?

What's so great about this?

Obviously the soles of her feet were worn to pieces, but Fang Junjun seemed to have lost her sense of pain.She just smiled and painted the boy's face inch by inch with her eyes almost greedily, not letting go of even a strand of hair.

In her confused mind, there was only one thought: I found my son, look, my son, the son I gave birth to with half my life.He has grown from the size of two palms to a young man who is a head taller than me.Oh, so handsome, my son is so handsome.

Although Auntie Fang looked very strange no matter her expression or state, but, after all, she was a lady of the aunt generation, and Yan Deng felt that she was a bit unfriendly when she was holding a knife.

He hurriedly threw the kitchen knife into the shoe cabinet behind the door, and then took out a pair of cotton slippers to help Fang Junjun put them on.He forced a friendly smile and asked her, "Aunt Fang, why are you here? Are you in a hurry to find me? Come in first, have you just been discharged from the hospital, or..."

Before Yan Deng finished speaking, Fang Junjun rushed forward and hugged her tightly.

"Aunt Fang, you..."

Immediately afterwards, Yan Deng heard a roar that seemed to come from the depths of the soul, from the inside of the lungs.

Sharp and high pitched.

Like a mother beast that has lost its cub, it is crying out in pain.

Maybe, there really is a mother-child connection in this world. Hearing this roar, Yan Deng subconsciously felt something.

He wanted to push Fang Junjun's hand away without a trace, and just like that, he froze for a while, and finally landed on her back, patting her slightly unfamiliarly.

"My son! I have found my son!"

After Fang Junjun finished yelling, she began to cry, and said vaguely while crying: "Mom is sorry for you, baby. Mom lost you for 18 years, a full 18 years! Would you blame me?" Mom is late? Will you hate mom? "

Hearing this sentence, the guess in my heart became clear.

Yan Deng's slapping hand stopped for a moment, and then resumed the previous action.

And the Xie Ci who was startled by that roar had just chased out the door when he heard such words. He looked in shock at the woman and the young man embracing each other in front of him, his heart was full of turmoil, and he couldn't say a word .

Fang Junjun's emotions are now on the verge of high pitched and collapsed, she can't hear anything, she only knows that she is like a drowning person holding a life-saving driftwood, holding the banquet lamp tightly, as if wishing to rub the child into it. In flesh and blood.

"Baby, mother should have protected you."

"...But I'm an incompetent mother, and I didn't even realize that the child in my arms was no longer you."

"Everything is my mother's fault..."

"You hate me, baby, it's your mother who caused you to suffer so much, it's your mother who didn't protect you well! You hate me, you hate me..."

Fu Qinghui and Fu Yao, who were chasing after them, heard Fang Junjun's screams as soon as they came.

They were strangled by the cry of a mother with her life, as if they were under a spell of immobilization.

Especially Fu Qinghui, who was just in his early fifties and was well maintained. He could be called a man in his prime.At this moment, with gray hair on top, his figure became more and more stooped, and he looked like an old man.

Yan Deng saw Fu Qinghui, and then at Fang Junjun, who was crying convulsively in his arms.

I opened my mouth, but didn't know what to say.

His heart was disturbed.

In his previous life, when he was beaten and insulted by human traffickers, Yan Deng also imagined, where is his biological mother?

Will it be like in the movie, he is also looking for him everywhere, every time he sees someone, he holds the person's hand, holds up the photo and asks: "Have you seen this child? He is my son, who was trafficked by human traffickers Abducted, have you seen the child in the photo?"

When my mother finally went through untold hardships, defeated all the demons, and found him, would she hug him, kiss him, apologize to him, and say baby I'm sorry, mother lost you, and mother came late up.

Every time he fantasizes about such a scene, the little Yan Deng feels that the wound on his body does not hurt so much. He even carefully buries his head in his arms and secretly laughs.

Later, after going through so much, Yan Deng felt that he didn't need a biological mother anymore, and that Yan's mother was enough for him.Even though Yan's mother had only been with him for less than three years, she satisfied a child's fantasies about his mother.

That's why he answered reporters like that at the press conference.

He thought that he no longer had any feelings for his biological mother.

until now.

Held in Fang Junjun's arms fiercely, a mother cried and apologized hoarsely to him, every word and every tone contained a moment of apology and love.

His heart was messed up.

Fu Qinghui saw Yandeng's helplessness and bewilderment. He stepped forward and opened his hands, wanting to hug his son who had been lost for 18 years like his wife, and cry out his inner apology and pain.

However, he still didn't do it after all.

He just took a deep breath and exhausted all his strength to show a kind, gentle, father-specific smile towards the banquet lamp.

Afterwards, Fu Qinghui forcibly pulled his wife off Yan Deng's body, even though his wife screamed and growled hysterically, he did not hesitate in his actions.

"Cisheng, can we go in? Today, uncle wants to borrow your place, can you?"

Only then did Xie Cisheng wake up. He didn't say yes, but went to see the banquet lights immediately.As long as Yan Deng shakes his head, even uncles and aunts from aristocratic families, he will firmly reject people.

Yan Deng blinked, looked at Fu Qinghui whose eyes were red but still trying to smile at him, then looked at Fang who was held tightly in Fu Qinghui's arms, struggling crazily, and even bit her husband's arm tightly. Junjun.

He nodded, "Come in, please."

With this permission, Fu Qinghui's face instantly brightened. He didn't even feel the pain of his arm being bitten by his wife, and his smile deepened.

After a few people were seated, Xie Cisheng went to serve tea and water to the guests, and the banquet lamp glanced at Fang Junjun who was so crazy that he seemed to be crazy, his movements froze for a while, and then he went to the kitchen to quickly put Xie Cisheng in front of him. The boiled calming soup was added with two medicinal powders, and it was brought out.

Holding the medicinal soup, he half-kneeled beside Fang Junjun, hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand and put it on the woman's arm.

This time, it was like pressing the pause button. Fang Junjun, who was scratching and biting her husband just now, fell silent instantly.She lowered her head slowly, looking at her son half kneeling in front of her.

After watching for a moment, Fang Junjun raised her trembling hands and frantically stroked Yan Deng's face.She laughed idiotically, and there seemed to be endless tears in those eyes that seemed bigger because of her thinness, "Baby, Mommy has found you."

"...Well, you found me." Yan Deng swallowed his throat, and handed the medicinal soup to Fang Junjun's mouth, "I boiled this, it doesn't burn your mouth, you can drink it, okay?"

Fu Yao smelled the smell of medicine, and saw that Yan Deng actually handed an unknown medicine to his mother's mouth, so he hurriedly stood up and raised his hand to stop it.

"Don't drink the medicine indiscriminately, don't be indiscriminate..."

Before he finished speaking, he was violently torn away by the voice of Xie Ci, and threw him in the corner, "Shut up, go away!"

Fang Junjun seemed to see no one except Yan Deng, she pursed her lips and smiled, sweet smiles flowed from the fine lines in the corners of her eyes.She took the medicinal soup from Yan Deng's hand and asked him, "Baby, did you make this?"

"Ah."

"Is it specially boiled for me?"

Banquet Lantern nodded.

Fang Junjun was as happy as a silly mother who received a birthday gift from her son. Not to mention that it was a potion cooked by a banquet lamp to calm her nerves, even if it was a bowl of poison, she could happily drink it.

After she drank the medicine in one breath, Yan Deng took another piece of toffee and handed it over, "Sweet mouth."

"Hey, good!"

No matter what she did, Fang Junjun's eyes were glued to Yan Deng, and she couldn't bear to blink her eyes twice, as if she could lose sight of Yan Deng for half a second, and the treasure she just found would be abducted and disappeared again. Never see you again.

Banquet Lantern wasn't bothered, so he half-kneeled beside Fang Junjun, allowing Fang Junjun to look at him, touching his face, head, and back.

Listening to the other party talking nonsense, don't turn on the air conditioner, don't stay up late, don't play with mobile phones, don't be picky eaters, exercise more, read more, study hard, try to get a double score on the test, and take him to the amusement park after the test. , Let him let go and play for a whole day and so on.

Fu Qinghui, on the other hand, kept quietly looking at his wife and then at his son, and laughed when he saw it, and shed tears when he smiled.

As she talked, Fang Junjun's eyelids became heavier and heavier. She knew she was going to sleep, but how could she be willing to sleep.After finally finding the baby, the baby is so close, how can she sleep!

Mentally unstable people will always do some unexpected things.

If Yan Deng's attention hadn't been on Fang Junjun's body and grabbed the fruit knife in her hand in time, this person might really have blood splashed on the spot in order to stay awake.

"Shhhhh..." Yan Deng took the fruit knife and threw it away, turned to Fang Junjun and said in a low voice: "Go to sleep, I've been here all the time. Sleep when you're sleepy, set an example for me, don't If you have to boil when you are sleepy, it will damage your body, okay?"

For Fang Junjun at this moment, what his son said was the imperial decree.She nodded quickly, "Okay, baby, look, mommy is going to sleep now, mommy is a good example!"

Before the words fell, the person had already fallen asleep, and even snored slightly.

Seeing that the man was asleep, Fu Qinghui hurriedly placed his wife on the sofa carefully and asked her to lie down.

Xie Cisheng handed over the blanket that had been prepared earlier, Yan Deng took the blanket and covered it for Fang Junjun.

"Yan Deng, I, we..."

Yan Deng made a pause gesture, "You wait for 10 minutes first. Brother Xie, help me get the medicine box here."

After opening the medicine box, Yan Deng quickly found out the tweezers and gauze, and then carefully lifted Fang Junjun's foot. Looking at Fang Junjun's foot, which was almost bloody and covered with sand and lime soil in the wound, Yan Deng couldn't bear it. Zhu took a deep breath.

Only then did Fu Qinghui realize that his wife actually...

"This this!"

Fu Yao also saw it. He lowered his voice and said anxiously, "Dad, let's send Mom back to the hospital quickly? Such a wound can easily leave a hidden danger when treated at home!"

Yan Deng glanced at him, um, Aunt Fang did not give birth to a piece of char siu, it was quite good, and she knew how to love her mother.

He first rinsed the wound with hydrogen peroxide three or four times, and then quickly used tweezers to carefully remove all the larger stones embedded in the wound that had not been washed out.

"Is she allergic to iodine?"

"Ah?" Fu Qinghui was taken aback by Yan Deng's skillful movements, then shook his head, "Your mother, auntie is not allergic to iodine."

"That's good. I'll apply some iodine to her wound to sterilize it. The wound is a bit big. Mr. Ling is right. You must take her to the doctor later. Remember to tell the doctor that her wound was contaminated before. Pollution situation..."

Yan Deng thought about the situation along the way, and he seriously told Fu Qinghui: "The pollution is serious, so you must remember to give her a tetanus vaccine."

"Okay, I remember."

After packing up the medicine box, Yan Deng looked at Fang Junjun with a smile on his mouth and an exceptionally peaceful sleeping face. He took a deep breath, and when he turned his head, he was an invulnerable boy again.

He stretched out his hand to Fu Qinghui, "Let's sit at the dining table, I think you must have a lot to say to me."

Fu Qinghui touched his wife's cheek, took a deep breath, and followed the banquet lamp to the table next to him and sat down.

Yan Deng took a sip of tea, indicating to the other party that they could start talking.

Looking at his son's calm and indifferent eyes, Fu Qinghui's heart sank inch by inch.

He licked his lips, and told Yan Lan about how a woman's madness and self-righteous revenge had hurt them.

Fu Yao, on the other hand, has been leaning against the corner and looking at the young man not far away, his eyes jumping back and forth between guilt, sadness and critical rejection.

Xie Cisheng heard this unbelievable thing, his hand has been tightly holding Yan Deng's hand, interlocking his fingers, very hard, as if telling Yan Deng, don't be afraid of anything, I am here to accompany you With you, with you.

Actually, Banquet Lantern didn't touch much.

After Fu Qinghui said the whole thing, it took Yandeng about half a minute to figure out the cause and effect of the whole thing.

He tapped the table with his index finger, and asked, "You mean, the woman who bribed the health worker to exchange her child was Hu Minxin?"

When Fu Qinghui heard this name, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes, and he nodded with his lips tightly pursed.

Yan Deng suddenly realized.

No wonder it was such a coincidence in the last life, there are so many people with RH-negative AB blood in the world, why Zhou Pei can accurately find himself serving his sentence in prison only through his desperate blood sale.

It turns out that people have been paying attention to him, since he was born, and never stopped.

However, although this Aunt Hu is really an aunt, Zhou Pei's story is a complete fake.

More than 50 years ago, during the turmoil, Mr. Fang was among the first to be knocked down.At that time, his wife had just married him, and the two had a very strong relationship. He originally wanted to use divorce to protect his newlywed wife, but his wife insisted on refusing.So, as a diehard, Grandma Fang was sent down along with her.

Because of her good family background, Grandma Fang was given preferential treatment even if she was a diehard. She was placed as a cook in a boiler factory. Compared with living in a cowshed every day, she was either working in the mines as a coolie or producing cow dung. Too much.

There are bad people in every era.

Because of this preferential treatment, Grandma Fang has never experienced harsh weather, and her pretty face has attracted the coveted eyes of the bad guys.

Once when Grandma Fang was on night shift, the group of villains joined forces and rushed into the boiler room, ruining Grandma Fang.

This incident almost completely destroyed the young Grandma Fang. If Mr. Fang hadn't discovered it in time, his wife might have committed suicide long ago.

When Mr. Fang finally pulled his wife back from death with tenderness, they found out that Grandma Fang was pregnant for four months.

Because of poor health, the hospital refused to induce labor for Grandma Fang, and they could only watch sadly as the baby grew up healthily in their stomach.

Later, the child was born, a girl who looked very much like Grandma Fang.However, no matter how this child looks, Grandma Fang is unwilling to see her. Every time she sees this child, it will undoubtedly make her repeat the nightmare of that night.

After discussion, the husband and wife still sent the child whose father was unknown and conceived the original sin to a family without children in the county. They promised that they would never recognize it and let them raise it with confidence. This is their child. !

Later, Fang Junjun's birth completely dispelled the haze in the hearts of the couple, and the family regained the warmth of the past.

It wasn't until 18 years later that Hu Minxin, who had struggled desperately to get out of the countryside and passed the exam in the capital, unexpectedly became a classmate with Fang Junjun by accident.As soon as they met, the two of them, including all the classmates around them, were stunned.

Although one is dressed in a rustic style with rough skin, and the other is dressed in a beautiful foreign style with delicate skin, but standing together, it seems as if they were poured out of the same mold.

At that time, some people made a fuss, saying that they could not be sisters who had been separated for many years, right?

He does not mean that.

Hu Minxin had learned from her adoptive parents a long time ago that she was adopted. A young couple who didn't look like country people put her up for adoption.

When seeing Fang Junjun, Hu Minxin inexplicably firmly believed that they were real sisters!

What people fear most is comparison.

Why is it that I was born to the same parents, and I was going to be raised by rural people right after I was born?

The family favored sons over daughters, and she wanted to exchange her for his son before she was 16 years old.If it wasn't for her brains, she said that she can be admitted to a college student, and how much money a college student can earn. When she works, she will definitely give all the money she earns to her parents and brothers. The village woman!

Fang Junjun, on the other hand, was wearing clothes so beautiful that she couldn't even dream of them. She knew ballet and the piano, like a proud little swan, and there were always handsome boys chasing her.At first glance, you can tell that she is a little princess carefully raised by a wealthy family!

Hu Minxin followed Fang Junjun.

When the old couple of the Fang family saw this child who had been forgotten by them for a long time, appearing in front of them loudly, asking to recognize their biological parents, they were all stunned.

The girl first begged and failed, and then began to threaten them. If she was not brought back, she would report on them and accuse them of abandonment.

Grandma Fang looked at the girl who looked exactly like her, and couldn't bear it any longer, and told the truth at the beginning.

Hu Minxin couldn't believe it, how could she believe that the life experience of the so-called princess in distress was so unbearable and disgusting.

But Grandma Fang firmly stated that if she didn't believe it, she could go to the court and sue. Now that medical science can test relatives, she will naturally know whether she is Mr. Fang's daughter or not.

Such a firm attitude completely destroyed Hu Minxin's heart, and her real background haunted her like a nightmare.

As she got older, she became more and more paranoid, and even later, she firmly believed that the old couple of the Fang family were lying to her, that they disliked her for being a native child who grew up in the countryside, and felt that it would be shameful to recognize her, so they decided to accept her. To make up such fantastic stories to deceive her!

She thought, since you dislike me, you don't want to recognize me, and you think I'm not worthy to enter your Fang's house.

Well, let my little sister, the princess who enjoys all the glory, wealth and love of my parents for me, do the same multiple-choice question 18 years later.

After six years of careful planning, Hu Minxin finally got her long-awaited opportunity.

It was as if God was taking pity on her, a child abandoned by her parents, and was taking care of her in secret. Everything went smoothly and unbelievably.

And all of this, just as Hu Minxin hoped, was only revealed again after 18 years.

Fu Qinghui looked at Yan Deng who bowed his head and said nothing, and endured it again and again, but he still couldn't hold it back.He asked cautiously: "You, is there anything else you want to know?"

"Ah, no, you made it very clear."

"That……"

Fu Qinghui swallowed his saliva and said with a trembling voice, "Are you willing, willing to accept us?"

"What degree of acceptance do you mean?"

Ting Yandeng's tone was very calm, not angry or anything, but Fu Qinghui became even more flustered.To be honest, he would rather the child lose his temper, beat and scold them, point their noses and tell them to get out, than see the other party so calm that there is no disturbance.

If the other party loses his temper, it is also a kind of emotional catharsis. At least it proves that Yan Lan still has fantasies, or expectations, for their parents who suddenly appeared.

But if the calm is like this, there is a high probability that the other party is not calm by nature, but that the other party really does not have any expectations for them. If there is no expectation, they can naturally alienate them politely.

However, Fu Qinghui was not reconciled.

His son is so close, how could he shrink back because of the other party's indifference.

"Accept, it means you go home and live with mom and dad, we are a family, together." The three words together have changed their tone, with a clear choked sound.

Before the banquet lamp could speak, Fu Yao, who had been standing beside him pretending to be a wooden man, made a sound.

"I don't agree! Dad, I don't agree!"

He glanced at Yan Deng, gritted his teeth, and said to Fu Qinghui with a death ray-like gaze from the sound of thanking him, "If the Yan Deng is recognized back, what will Xixi do? How will he face this matter? What do you think?" Have you ever felt Xixi's feelings? He..."

Since Fu Qinghui's eldest son said the first sentence, the muscles on his cheeks have been shaking non-stop. When his son asked him if he had thought about Fu Xi's feelings, he was completely furious.

No longer caring that he was still in someone else's house, he slapped his hand and staggered his son hard.

"Xixi, Xixi! You asked us to consider Xixi's feelings, but have you ever thought about Yan Deng's feelings?! He is my son, and he is your real brother! If it wasn't for the villain back then, The person who has been held in our hands for 18 years should be the banquet lantern!"

Fu Yao raised his hand to wipe off the blood on his lips, and he glared at Yan Deng bitterly.

Growing up so big, because of the pursuit of equal education, his parents never lifted a finger of him.However, since this person appeared, the family has been messed up, the mother fell ill and was hospitalized, and now the mental state is scary, and the younger brother is worried that he can't sleep well. The red blood in the eyes in just a few days is scary. Father, actually for the first time, touched him.

This slap is really cruel.

The cheeks are numb, and the heart is tingling.

Because of this person, his originally warm and harmonious home was on the verge of collapse, and it was about to fall apart.

For a moment, Fu Yao even thought, this person was obviously beaten like that by the traffickers back then, why did he resist?If... If he had died directly back then, wouldn't what happened today would not have happened.

Mom and Dad don't want to fight to recognize their son, Xixi is still his younger brother, and their family is still living together happily and harmoniously.

It would be fine if this person didn't show up.

It would be great if there was no such person in the world.

Seeing Fu Yao's eyes, Xie Cisheng stepped forward and kicked Fu Yao away.

"Don't look at the banquet lamp with that kind of eyes, put away those vicious thoughts of yours for me, otherwise..."

After finishing his thank you in a cold voice, he strode over to open the door, indicating that Fu Qinghui could leave with his family.

"Now, please leave here."

Fu Qinghui looked at the eldest son who was struggling to get up, and then at the younger son who stood aside with playful eyes, his heart seemed to be cut in half.

Yan Deng shrugged and said, "Actually, I don't think I need to answer this question."

He pointed to Fu Yao who was on the side, and said, "Look, your eldest son disagrees. Well, there is also a young son who has been raised for 18 years and has been in pain for 18 years, right? Then I think it is even more impossible for him Agreed. In fact, it has been like this for the past 18 years, and it doesn’t matter if there are another three or five 18 years. The family will continue to live in harmony, and this incident will never happen, okay?”

Hearing this sentence, Fu Yao took a deep look at the Yan Deng, and there was a hint of your understanding in his eyes.

He hurriedly answered and said to Fu Qinghui: "Dad, did you hear that? He said he just pretended that this had never happened, and he didn't even want to come back. Why do you insist on recognizing him? Could it be that 18 years of upbringing and getting along day and night, Is it really not as good as that little blood relationship? Dad, please, let's take mom home."

Fu Yao really couldn't understand why his parents, who had always been tolerant and loving, were like two irrational reproductive cancers when faced with this matter.

You have raised and educated your child for 18 years, pouring your heart and soul into it day by day, but is it not as good as a blood-related person who suddenly appeared?Is blood relationship that important?

Is it so important that you don't hesitate to put a knife in the heart of the child you raised with your own hands?

Is it so important that you don't hesitate to destroy the originally harmonious family with your own hands?

If you feel that you owe Yan Deng, he also expressed his willingness to swear that as long as he does not die for the rest of his life, he will definitely fulfill the responsibility of an older brother to protect him and escort him.In fact, he still felt that it was not enough, and he would not have the slightest objection to convert the inheritance that should be given to Yan Deng into money and give it to Yan Deng.

Fu Qinghui was so angry that his whole body was trembling, your brotherhood is deep, so what about me and your mother?

Who has considered our mood?

Obviously we are one of the most injured victims, not to blame Fu Xi is already our greatest tolerance.You also asked us to cherish and take care of that counterfeit like we did when we didn't know anything before. What do you think of us?

What qualifications do you have to ask us not to recognize our own children?

The confrontation between father and son, Yan Deng is unwilling to get involved.

If it is said that Fang Junjun was shocked by strong emotions before, and his mind was touched.

Well, seeing Fu Yao now, the slight touch in Yan Deng's heart disappeared without a trace.

Before, he thought about it, or else he would treat himself as a distant relative, and meet each other every new year, eat, and chat.

Now, he was deeply thankful that he didn't make such a decision because of Fang Junjun and Fu Qinghui.Judging from this posture, the Fu family is bound to cause a bloody disturbance. He should stay far away and never see each other again. It's better not to get involved.

Yan Deng walked over and kneaded Fang Junjun's acupoints for a while, then picked him up and walked out.

Fang Sheng had already received the letter from Xie Cisheng, and drove over in a nanny car.

Seeing the banquet lamp coming out with Fang Junjun in his arms, he hurried forward to help, and gently put her on the bed.

"Brother Fang, do you have a cigarette?" Yan Deng took one last look at Fang Junjun's sleeping face, dragged Fang Sheng to the nearby flower garden, and reached out for a cigarette.

"Here." Although Fang Sheng, who was very talkative on weekdays, didn't know what happened, but he looked at Yan Deng's sad eyes, and he still thoughtfully didn't ask anything.

"Thank you." I don't know if it's Xie Fangsheng's cigarette, or Xie Fangsheng's silence.

Yan Deng took two deep puffs of cigarettes and felt that today's day must be written down, and every year from now on, he must be careful and careful.From the failure of the confession to the almost being involved in the family battle of dog blood, too many sad and unbearable things happened on this day.

Maybe this is what the fans on the Internet said about Mercury retrograde.

When Fu Qinghui walked out the door, he saw the thin young man leaning against the wall smoking a cigarette, his eyes were a little blank, and his heart ached.

He opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, or rather, he had the position to say something.I had no choice but to nod at Yan Deng, and got into the car in a panic.

"Brother Fang, please take them to Uncle Fu's car and take Aunt Fang back to the hospital."

"Okay, got it."

Yan Deng walked two steps, but still turned around, just in time to bump into Fu Qinghui who had been leaning on the car window and looking at him.

He pursed his lips, but still couldn't help but said: "Uncle Fu, Aunt Fang's condition is not very good, I suggest you find a psychiatrist who has passed the professional ability for her as soon as possible. Give her some psychological counseling."

Under the shock and joy, the human brain will be broken.

Otherwise, why did Fan Jin go crazy after being promoted?

Yan Deng saw Fu Yao's deadly behavior, and knew that after Fu Qinghui returned home, there would definitely be a family war between father and son.He was afraid that these few people would only focus on making noise, but neglect the person who should be the most concerned.

In case any irreversible damage is caused, it will be too late to regret it.

"you……"

Fu Qinghui's eyes were red again, and he regretted that he didn't record this passage with his mobile phone just now.He thought, Junjun, your son cares about you, and he is not indifferent to you. If you can hear it, you will be so happy and happy.

Yan Deng laughed at himself, then walked back into the house without looking back, completely separating the family from his own world.

As soon as he entered, he was hugged tightly.

"Yan Deng, don't be afraid of anything, brother Xie is here, brother Xie is with you."

Yan Deng laughed, and he hugged it back generously, "Brother Xie, will you make milk powder for me later?"

"……Bubble."

"Hahahahaha..."

Yan Deng thought to himself, look, I have my parents who have been watching me in the sky, and I have an elder brother who has been accompanying and caring for me.

Even if I accidentally made my brother my sweetheart, it doesn't matter.The sweetheart is the elder brother, and the elder brother is the sweetheart, there is no conflict.

Be careful of your sweetheart now, in the future, if the other person has a lover and child family, then be your elder brother.

Once you get used to the pain, it will be fine.

Although he had never heard Yan Deng's heartfelt voice, there was an inexplicable fear in his thank you speech.He hugged the lantern tightly for a while, then gritted his teeth, picked him up and ran to the bedroom on the second floor.

"Hey, hey, brother, be careful, you'll fall again!" Yan Deng wrapped his arms around Xie Cisheng's neck and squeaked.

"I have been exercising for three months, and now I am very strong." Xie Cisheng said that his three-month martial arts training is not for nothing.

Yan Deng couldn't help but burst out laughing, and shivered in Xie Cisheng's arms, "Brother, your appearance makes such an expression, hahahaha! Oh my god, you are so arrogant, It's too petty, too baby, don't be seen by your group of girlfriend fans, otherwise they will grow up a generation immediately."

Although Xie Cisheng doesn't care about girlfriend fans, he wants to make Yan Deng his boyfriend fan!

So, he quickly restrained his expression, and made a still photo taken in a magazine, half-closed his eyes, tightened his jaw muscles, his whole body was as sharp as a sharp knife out of its sheath, and A exploded.

"how about this?"

"Yeah! So good, so handsome, brother Xie is the most handsome in the universe, so handsome!"

Yan Deng is like a little squirrel who has finally picked the pine cone he likes. He is content to watch the thank-you voices that keep changing his expressions and eyes to make him happy, and his heart is soft and warm.

The two went up to the second floor happily, Xie Cisheng put the banquet lamp on the bed, shook the quilt, and wrapped them into a sushi roll.

Then he ran downstairs again, brought up small biscuits, cakes and milk tea, and signaled Yan Deng to open his mouth.

They are all sweet and fragrant. Actually, Yan Deng doesn't like sweet food very much. All the things he made before were specially made for Xie Cisheng to please the other party.However, looking into Xie Cisheng's dark and shiny eyes, he still accepted the feeding with kindness.

Well, not to mention, after eating a few biscuits and cakes with half a cup of milk tea, Yan Deng felt that his happiness index was soaring.

"feelling better?"

"...It's all good." It turned out that the other party specially found sweets that he didn't like to eat, because the satisfaction brought by the increase in sugar would be a good way to dispel the negative emotions in his heart.

Xie Cisheng put the leftovers of the banquet lamp on the bedside table beside him, and then lay down beside the banquet lamp, humming an out-of-key tune and gently patting the banquet lamp like coaxing a baby.

"Eat and drink enough, do you want to sleep?"

It may be that the other party's out-of-tune lullaby played an effect, or the blood was going to the stomach, and the blood supply to the brain began to be insufficient, and Yan Deng really felt sleepy.

"Well, I'm going to sleep."

"Then go to sleep."

Regarding the previous matter, Xie Cisheng didn't ask or mention anything, as if the previous two hours had been completely erased, without any trace of existence.

This thoughtfulness made Yan Deng feel extremely satisfied. He forced his eyelids to stick together, squirmed like a big caterpillar, and moved into Xie Cisheng's arms.

"Brother, hug and sleep."

"Okay, hold you and sleep."

After a while,