The little wolf dog of the actor's house

Zhuo Qingfan sighed, and said to the birthday cake: "The wish he made just now doesn't count, I will make another wish for him, I hope he will be safe and sound next year."

Fu Yunyi paused, tightened his hands quickly, grabbed the man's thin waist, and snorted, "I don't even have a birthday gift, so what kind of a birthday party is it for me?"

"Why not?" Zhuo Qingfan brushed his hand away, stood up from the sofa, walked to the TV cabinet, bent down and took out a cardboard box from the drawer.

"Here." Zhuo Qingfan handed over the paper box, "Birthday present."

Fu Yunyi took it suspiciously, looked into the man's eyes and said, "What is this?"

Zhuo Qingfan sat next to him: "Open it and have a look."

The boy's eyes flickered, he lowered his head and opened the lid of the carton.

The blue hut, the fence, the wall, and the three villains holding hands...

"It's very similar." Zhuo Qingfan whispered next to him, "Do you know how many shopping malls I went to and how many toy stores I picked out before I found a building block that is similar to the one you had when you were a child?"

Fu Yunyi clenched his fingers into a fist, snorted and said, "Didn't you give this to Li Yanbing?"

"Who gave it to her?" Zhuo Qingfan said anxiously, "The one I gave her is a copy without the fence, so yours is complete. I'll keep the good one for you."

The boy's brows and eyes loosened, but his eyes were still cold: "Even so, there is no way to cover up your mistake of forgetting my birthday."

Zhuo Qingfan's complexion changed, he coughed guiltily and said, "I didn't say to cover up the mistake, it's just a gift for you."

Fu Yunyi carefully closed the lid of the carton and put the blocks under the coffee table.

Zhuo Qingfan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, the candles have been blown out, the birthday wish has been made, and the birthday gift has been given. This birthday, brother can be regarded as having a complete set with you, right?"

Fu Yunyi lowered his eyes, shook his head in silence for a while: "No."

Zhuo Qingfan's heart sank, he straightened his shoulders and said, "What's wrong again, even though it's past twelve o'clock, it's not yet dawn, and if it's not yet dawn, it means it's your birthday."

"Teacher Zhuo." The boy suddenly turned his head and interrupted him, "In fact, half of my blood is Mongolian blood."

Zhuo Qingfan was stunned: "?? What?" How did this person transfer to the Mongolian nationality?

Fu Yunyi approached him and said with a serious expression: "My mother is actually a girl from a small Mongolian village. She is very beautiful and innocent. Fu Wanlin fell in love with my mother when he traveled to Mongolia, and he deceived her. , my mother thought he would marry her, so she conceived before she was married and gave birth to me."

Zhuo Qingfan said in a daze: "So, why tell me these things?"

The boy pursed his lips and continued: "Before I went to your house, I actually lived with my mother in Mongolia. Every time I celebrated my birthday when I was young, my mother would help me celebrate it according to the local Mongolian customs. .”

Zhuo Qingfan nodded confusedly: "Oh, and then."

"Then it's..." Fu Yunyi lowered his eyes, his pupils flickered and muttered, "Then, my grandfather told me that when our little boys grow up to be 19 years old, they have to eat some meat, otherwise ...that thing will not be usable in the future.”

Zhuo Qingfan stared in bewilderment and said, "Do you eat meat? It's very simple. It's a bit late today. I'll stew some meat for you tomorrow morning, even if it's..."

"It's not this meat." The boy interrupted him, his slender fingers climbed up the man's thigh, tapped lightly, and whispered, "It's that meat..."

Zhuo Qingfan was still confused: "Which scum?"

Fu Yunyi clicked his tongue and said with a straight face: "I don't believe you don't understand."

Zhuo Qingfan shook his head in confusion: "I really don't understand."

The boy's eyes sank, and he gritted his teeth in a resigned manner and said directly: "When you are 19 years old, you have to take it out and use it. If you don't use it, you won't be able to use it in the future."

dig?After reacting for a while, Zhuo Qingfan suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the boy in shock and speechless and said, "Who told you this?"

"My grandfather."

"Stupid boy." Zhuo Qingfan held the boy's hand, "Your grandfather lied to you, there is no such thing, and it is impossible for such a thing to happen."

"No." Fu Yunyi withdrew his hand, "He won't lie to me, there is indeed such a thing."

"How is this possible? This is superstition!"

"This is our custom!" Fu Yunyi emphasized seriously, "This is a lesson passed down from our ancestors' experience for hundreds of years. There are really people who violated this and became useless!"

Fu Yunyi deliberately emphasized the word "useless".

Zhuo Qingfan was startled: "Really?"

"Really." Fu Yunyi raised his head, "I remember when I was a child, there was a beggar at the door of my house who always walked with his back bent. My grandfather told me that when the beggar was 19 years old, no one was willing to give him money because he was poor. He eats meat, so he becomes useless."

Zhuo Qingfan was so shocked that his back went numb: "Are you so evil?"

"It's so evil." Fu Yunyi looked at him seriously and said, "Mr. Zhuo, if I don't use it, I will become a useless person. Even if I am fine, I will have psychological shadows."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhuo Qingfan interrupted him abruptly.

Fu Yunyi closed his mouth, and said in silence for a while: "What should we do now?"

"What can we do?" Zhuo Qingfan lowered his head and scratched his hair in embarrassment, and asked helplessly after thinking for a while, "Did your grandfather tell you that your custom is to eat meat on your birthday?"

"No." The boy quickly added, "My grandfather said that a day or two before or after your birthday is fine, but no more than two days."

"What kind of meat method?"

"It seems... It seems that someone can help to get it out once."

Zhuo Qingfan breathed a sigh of relief: "It's really not necessary."

Fu Yunyi pursed his lips, hesitated for a while, and hummed: "It's really best to come, it's really okay if you don't come."

Zhuo Qingfan felt relieved, loosened his shoulders and said, "It's too late today, you go to rest first, get a good sleep, and we'll talk about it tomorrow."

"Teacher Zhuo." Fu Yunyi suddenly grabbed the man's wrist, and said with dark eyes, "Tomorrow...you will help me, right?"

Zhuo Qingfan's scalp went numb for a while, he quickly lowered his head to avoid the boy's sight and said, "Yes, yes, yes! I will definitely find a way, you go to sleep first."

Fu Yunyi rubbed the man's wrist bones, and said softly: "You must help me, I don't want to become a useless person."

"Stop talking nonsense." Zhuo Qingfan rubbed the boy's head, "Brother is here, I won't give up anything."

Fu Yunyi went to sleep in the room, and Zhuo Qingfan opened the Baidu data on the phone without stopping.

He didn't believe that there would still be such extreme feudal superstitious customs in this world.

19 years old?

What the hell is this?

How could there be such a strange custom? !

If you don't take it out and use it, it will become a useless person in the future?This is to scare children, right?

Doesn't this increase the psychological burden on young people? !

Look at scaring his brother!

Zhuo Qingfan firmly believed that there would never be such a custom. It must be Fu Yunyi's grandfather, who is old and loves to tell stories, and conjure up nonsense to scare children.

But......

Do not check, I don’t know, I’m scared.

Yes, there really are.

Not to mention this kind of custom, there are all kinds of messy, weird and perverted customs.

"The local folklore of Qiwangou, Fengshan County, Mongolian." Zhuo Qingfan stared at the information displayed on the phone and read softly, "When a man reaches the age of 19, he needs someone to help him vent... Otherwise, the man will spend his whole life. ...no/raise."

When he read those two words, Zhuo Qingfan's heart trembled uncontrollably twice.

No, this is a fatal blow to a man.

Even if this custom is fake, but if Xiao Yi is not helped, he will definitely have a shadow in his heart, and he will definitely think that his 19th birthday is not perfect, which will definitely affect his future... quality of sex life, right? .

Zhuo Qingfan slumped down on the sofa, staring fixedly at the ceiling and thinking, how can he help Fu Yunyi?

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Early the next morning, Fu Yunyi went to the company.

Zhuo Qingfan was still sleeping.

He tossed and turned in bed last night and didn't sleep for almost the whole night. He fell asleep dimly at around six o'clock in the morning, and overslept as soon as he fell asleep, and fell asleep until after nine o'clock in the morning.

Zhuo Qingfan was awakened by the aunt who came into the room to clean.

As soon as he opened his eyes, two words popped out of his mind like hysterical, "Don't move".

These two words frightened the man, and he suddenly sat up from the bed and shouted: "Xiao Yi!"

"Mr. Zhuo, Master Fu has gone out." The aunt who was scrubbing the table turned her head to look at the man and said, "Master Fu was fully dressed and went out to the company at seven o'clock in the morning."

"Go to the company?" Zhuo Qingfan lifted the quilt and got out of bed, frowning, "What time is it? Why is no one calling me?"