cunning rabbit

"Is he all right?"

Zhang Misheng put his arms around him, and said in relief: "It's okay."

Yu Xuan hugged his waist and touched his stomach, "I'm still hungry."

"Zhang Bo will deliver it to the room in a while."

Yu Xuan smiled, looked up at Zhang Misheng, "Is what you just said true?"

"what?"

"Your property." Yu Xuan lowered his eyebrows. There is no such rule. After marriage, the property will be divided in half.

"Of course." Zhang Misheng didn't make a move, and kissed the sluggish Yu Xuan, "So now you have become as rich as me."

Yu Xuan was silent for a while, he wanted to say that Zhang Misheng didn't have to do this step, he thought he had no feelings for him, he thought he was just a special one among his many toys, but he never told He these things.

"What? I'm so moved that I can't speak?" Zhang Misheng joked, pinching his face with a smile.

Yu Xuan shook his head and murmured, "Why didn't you tell me?"

There was a gentle smile on the corner of Zhang Misheng's mouth, "What can I tell you, when we get married, what's yours is mine, and what's mine is also yours." He married him because he really wanted to marry him , It's not just for fun, he doesn't need to use a marriage to play with him.

Yu Xuan lowered his head silently, he sniffed, what to do, he was a little touched, he was so realistic, so realistic that when Zhang Misheng's property was distributed to him, he felt that there was something in his heart. His, he has love for him.

Maybe money cannot be used to measure love, but money is the most direct way to express love.


69. New Years

69

"You really like me, don't you?" Yu Xuan murmured to himself with his head down. There were too many uncertainties that made him unable to trust him completely, so he was worried and afraid.

Zhang Misheng was startled, and smiled: "Why should I marry you if I don't like you?"

Yu Xuan kept his mouth shut silently, he couldn't guess what was going on in Zhang Misheng's mind, he always seemed to be like this, he didn't reveal anything, let him guess and think.

"Don't think about it so much." Zhang Misheng said that Yu Yu hugged him in his arms and kissed him. He didn't want to take care of the Zhang family, but he had to take care of them. Those pedantic rules and pedantic people were closely related to him.

Yu Xuan shook his hand, and said worriedly: "What should I do if your uncle is mad at me?"

"Don't worry, for these people in the Zhang family, he will be fine."

Yu Xuan hooked the corner of his mouth and did not speak. He did not explore the past events hidden in Zhang Misheng's heart that he did not want to talk about in detail, but he knew that Zhang Misheng must have unhappy memories here, but he had to face these People who are related to him by blood.

"Then are we going back?" Yu Xuan asked with his head raised. Although it seemed unfilial for them to leave when his uncle was still ill, they would make his uncle unhappy, especially him.

"Let's go tomorrow morning." Zhang Misheng smiled, "Is it boring?"

"That's right." Yu Xuan nodded, "And I can't surf the Internet, and stand-alone games are not fun." This New Year is too boring.

Zhang Misheng couldn't help being amused, pinched Yu Xuan's face, and teased: "It seems that you are not tired."

Yu Xuan knew what he meant, so he didn't continue the conversation, and followed him back to the yard with a smile.

Unexpectedly, not long after the two of them arrived in the yard, Uncle Zhang led someone to deliver the meal.

A whole table was set up with dazzling array of beautiful things. Yu Xuan tasted the food and it was not bad, and his mood improved a lot. Unexpectedly, Zhang Bo still had no intention of leaving when he saw them move their chopsticks, and looked at Zhang Misheng hesitantly.

"You can say whatever you want." Zhang Misheng wiped the corners of his mouth slowly, and gave Zhang Bo a sidelong glance.

"This..." Zhang Bo hesitated, as if he had made up his mind to speak, "My master has been in poor health, and I'm afraid he won't live long."

"En." Zhang Misheng replied blankly, Yu Xuan raised his head and glanced at him, unexpectedly saw a flash of relief in his eyes, and then returned to calm.

"But there are still so many people in the Zhang family... Don't you just watch the Zhang family disperse?"

There was a chill all over Zhang Misheng, he squinted his eyes and said nothing, Yu Xuan knew that he was a little angry, so he blinked at Zhang Bo, signaling him to leave first.

Zhang Bo sighed slightly, and walked out of the house with his back bent.

Yu Xuan bit his chopsticks, he smiled, and brought Zhang Misheng his favorite dish, "If your uncle is really... what will the Zhang family do?"

Zhang Misheng looked out of the house calmly, as if talking to himself, or confiding to someone, "They should have their own lives."

Yu Xuan bowed his head and said nothing, but they have stayed in this house for so long, they have been here since birth, how will they live outside?

This world is always divided into classes. No one can predict what they will live like after they leave the Zhang family, but Yu Xun thinks that it will probably not be better than it is now.

Yu Xuan looked at Zhang Misheng's lowered eyebrows and eyes, and actually saw a trace of loneliness in him, like a fallen autumn leaf twirling in his heart, floating unsteadily to the quiet lake, making small waves , also made him feel astringent.

He actually felt sorry for him.

Although I had an unpleasant fight with my uncle during the day, it was the New Year after all, and in the evening, Uncle Zhang sent people to send a lot of fireworks.

Yu Xuan has never played with these things. Although he was a little envious when he saw other people's homes having them when he was a child, he also knew that Yu Yu would not buy them for him. Yu Yu had always considered only himself.

Wrapped in a thick scarf, Yu Xuan covered his eyes so that only his eyes were exposed, and happily lit the fireworks. Zhang Misheng stood aside and looked at him silently with a smile on his lips.

He remembered that when he was a child, he could only play during the Chinese New Year, and only during the Chinese New Year could he see his mother.

The mother married that man out of love, and she really loved him.

But he never loved her.

The mother's spiritual body is a fennec fox, which looks exactly like his spiritual body, except that there is a tuft of white hair on the ears. In fact, Zhang Misheng doesn't remember much about his mother's appearance. He was too young at that time He forgot how old he was when his mother passed away. When he came back, he only saw his mother's body. She closed her eyes with a calm and serene expression on her face, as if death was the greatest relief.

And when she died, the man was in another woman's bed.

He didn't understand, and he still didn't understand until the man died, why such a gentle mother married that man, and why she fell in love with him.

Love seems ridiculous to him. His mother is a subhuman, the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. He can obviously meet someone better, but he remembers that he once asked, asked her : "Why marry him?" He didn't even bother to call that man his father.

"You don't understand." Mother just smiled and shook her head.

He probably really didn't understand, he didn't understand their young relationship, everything they experienced, and why that man hurt her again and again.

Not even their daughter was kept.

After his younger sister passed away, her body was getting worse day by day. He remembered that it was the last New Year. She was lying on the bed with a gentle smile on her face. She held him in her arms and kissed his forehead, "Misheng, Don't resent your father, don't resent the Zhang family."

He just looked up at her.

"Study hard, be obedient, and live your own life in the future."

She passed away just one month after New Years.

He knelt in front of the mourning hall for three days, but that man never showed up once, how could he not hate him.

In the early summer of that year, that man also left, but he didn't come back. Later, it was said that he suddenly fell into a serious illness, and the doctor couldn't do anything, so he left after a few days.

The most ridiculous thing was that she and him were not together during their lifetime, yet they were buried together after death.

……

Holding the fireworks, Yu Xuan saw a pair of eyes peeking out from the door of the Moon Cave. She looked in timidly, and found that he was staring at him, and immediately retracted her gaze to avoid it. The boy caught it right.

"Who are you?" Yu Xuan squatted on the ground, pretending to be serious and asked.

"I...my name is Zhang Yue." The boy was soft and timid, the tip of his nose was red from the cold, and his little hands exposed outside were also dirty.

"Then I'll call you Yueyue, okay?" He also imitated his voice, took off the scarf covering his face, and said with a smile, "How did you get here?"

Zhang Yue said nothing with his mouth curled up, as if he was about to cry, he lowered his head and played with his fingers.

"Do you want fireworks too?"

Zhang Yue raised his head and looked at him, his round eyes blinked, and he twisted his body in embarrassment.

"Come on, let me take you to set off the fireworks, okay?" Yu Xuan gently stretched out his hand to him, and when he saw Zhang Yue, he suddenly remembered that when he was young, he didn't even have the courage to peek at other people's fireworks.

Zhang Yue nodded, and timidly put his little hand on Yu Xuan's.

Yu Xuan took his hand and walked back, his eyes fell into Zhang Misheng's smiling eyes, he rolled his eyes, leaned over and whispered something in Zhang Yue's ear.

Zhang Misheng frowned, and saw Zhang Yue staggered towards him with his calf, and threw himself on his lap, "Uncle, let's go set off the fireworks."

Zhang Misheng was stunned, the New Year's bell rang amidst the cheers not far away, gorgeous fireworks bloomed one after another in the dark sky, Zhang Yue stared blankly at the sky with his head up and his mouth open flickering.

Yu Xuan approached Zhang Misheng, hooked his little finger, and looked up at the sky in the sky.