On the price to pay for changing the plot

Seeing the young man enter the next bedroom, Young Master Fu walked to the bed with short legs. Mama Zhang was very considerate. She put many furry toys in the room, and the color of the whole bedroom was very bright.

He lay down on the bed, looking at the roof in a daze. From now on, this is his home, and that fierce-looking Uncle Jiu will be his family from now on...

After Young Master Fu moved into the villa, Fu Heng went through the school transfer procedures for him. The new home, the new school, everything was new, which made Fu Yiyuan feel both strange and novel.

Fu Heng took over the original owner's body, and there are a lot of things that he needs to deal with every day. Those gang fights are beyond his ability, but Fu Jiuye's face is useful. Ling, the little brother behind him will help him solve it, and this day is quite leisurely.

But Fu Heng didn't just think about being lazy, after all, he still had to do tasks, didn't he?Ever since Young Master Fu started to go to school, he would personally pick him up and drop him off every day. That kid is timid, and every time he sees him he looks like he is crying. Fu Heng is also speechless, and Fu Jiu is not ugly either. Why does the guy put on a depressed posture every time he sees him?

Young master Fu has been in school for a week. He planned to let the child go to and from school by himself in a few days. After that, he will take over the Fu family. If he is still so cowardly, then even if he gave him the Fu family, he will not Can't be cured.

In the afternoon of that day, Fu Heng drove slowly to the school gate. It was almost six o'clock in the afternoon, but Young Master Fu did not wait at the school gate as usual. He dialed Young Master Fu's mobile phone, but no one answered the phone , Fu Heng thumped in his heart, nothing will happen to this kid.

He parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car, and searched along the usual road that Young Master Fu must pass.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Young Master Fu was tidying up the books, and when he finished, the children were almost gone, Young Master Fu hurried outside, Uncle Nine had probably arrived.

But as soon as he walked to the door, there was a tall little boy standing in front of him, looking at him with a smirk on his face, Young Master Fu looked back, only to find that there were two people standing behind him , Young Master Fu has never seen such a formation when he grows up to this age. He stammered and asked that naughty tall boy: "You, what are you guys doing? I, I want to go home..."

The boy folded his arms and looked him up and down decently, then turned to him, raised his head and stretched out his hand, "Short, do you have money? Give me the money and I'll let you go back!"

Young Master Fu hugged his little schoolbag quickly, tears streaming down his face, and those children jumped up, "You, you, it's useless to cry! Anyway, today, if you don't give money today, you won't be allowed to pay." Walk!"

Young Master Fu cried out with a "wow", and the room kept going, "Wow... I, I have no money, I want, I want to go home! @&$/#... woo woo woo..."

Those three kids have black lines on their faces, what have they done to him yet?

"Why are you crying? I don't know how to resist!" The young man's gorgeous voice came in, his tone unusually loose.

"Uncle Jiu..." This is the first time Young Master Fu is grateful to his Uncle Jiu for coming to pick him up. Those little boys immediately froze when they saw the young man, and Fu Jiu's aura is that of an adult after seeing him They will all be timid, let alone these half-grown children.

The gradually darkening sky made Fu Heng's face look a little horrified, and his straight voice reached Young Master Fu's ears again, "Fu Yiyuan, go over and slap each of them."

Young master Fu is only eight years old, and his education is to love each other with his classmates. Fighting and fighting are deviant in his mind, but now this Uncle Jiu wants him to do this deviant thing, "Uncle Jiu , the teacher said, good kids don't fight..."

"Two choices, beat them up or go back to be beaten by me at night," Fu Heng said coldly. He doesn't want to cultivate any flowers of the motherland now, what he needs is a cold-blooded and domineering successor.

Young master Fu was hesitant, he hugged the small schoolbag in his arms tighter, his almond eyes flicked back and forth between Fu Heng and those children.

Seeing his lack of confidence, Fu Heng became angry, turned around and left without saying a word.

"Uncle Ninth! Don't go! I, can I beat you?" The boy hurriedly called to him.

Fu Heng turned his head, but he didn't move his feet. He just raised his eyebrows slightly at him. He didn't say anything, but he put on a show. As long as Young Master Fu doesn't do anything, he won't let go today. over him.

Young Master Fu held his mouth shut, walked up to the three little boys who were already trembling with fear, and one of them limply punched them. The three unlucky children were about to cry, but Young Master Fu started to cry first. If someone who didn't know the truth ran into him, he would think he was the one who was beaten.

Fu Heng tapped his temple, walked over to him with a headache, picked him up, and said angrily, "Nothing! Hold back your tears. If I see your eyes watering again, don't eat dinner."

Young Master Fu quickly covered his mouth, and looked at him pitifully, making him even more worried, how could he train/teach a little white rabbit into a big bad wolf?

The weather in the evening was not so good, the sky was covered with dark clouds, Fu Heng's car had just driven to the gate of the villa, and it was pouring down, mixed with lightning and thunder, he took off his suit and hugged the red-eyed Young Master Fu, He picked it up and rushed into the rain.

The little guy who was hugged by the young man held onto his shirt tightly, and pressed his small body against the young man's chest, allowing him to clearly hear the sound of his heart beating. A slight feeling flashed in Young Master Fu's heart, She moved her body closer to his arms, as if it was getting warmer.

When eating in the evening, Young Master Fu ate very little. Fu Heng knew that he was stimulated today and couldn't eat anymore, but he was considerate. He took a bath for him and threw him back to the room.

In the last world, Fu Heng suffered physically and mentally, and his three views collapsed even more. Now in a world with electricity and internet, Fu Heng naturally wants to verify whether he is straight. Most people will go to a woman to try it. Try, but Fu Heng is a coward. He thought that if he found a woman and found out that he couldn't do it, wouldn't it be a joke?It was rumored that Fu Jiuye was dying, how imposing it would be.

So as witty as Fu Heng, he immediately found a lot of pornographic movies to enjoy, and then he saw little Fu Heng tilted up as he wished, and trembled with excitement.

"Host, can't you go and see Fu Yiyuan when you're so free?" The system really can't stand his idiot's smirk, what's there to be happy about?Now I can't bend straight anymore, thinking that watching a pornographic film can save me?Tsk tsk... These bastards are so naive.

Fu Heng turned off the computer and calmed down his excitement, "What are you looking at him for? What happened to him?"

"Fu Yiyuan has a fever. If you don't go over and take a look, you'll be so stupid to see how you complete your mission!" It's exhausting to have such a careless host. You have to remind him of everything, and this guy will run away if he's not careful. Partial.

Fu Heng jumped up suddenly, "Why didn't you say it earlier?!"

"……"have to!It's also to blame.

Fu Heng hurried into Young Master Fu's room, the child was half unconscious from the fever, his face was flushed and his breathing was short of breath, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

It's strange to say that he ate so little at night, he thought it was because of the previous incident, but he didn't expect it to be because of a fever.

After calling the private doctor over to give the little guy an injection, he was relieved to see Young Master Fu's temperature slowly cooling down. After sitting by the bed for a while, he measured the child's forehead again. Finally, it went down, it was late at this point, he felt drowsy already, so he tucked the corners of the quilt on both sides, and was about to get up and go back, but suddenly his hands tightened, and he heard the soft and soft milk of the child in his ear. Yin, "Mom, don't go, I will be good..."

It was this sound that made Fu Heng's heart tremble, and the heartless person also softened his heart. He didn't have a mother, and his mother also lost him, but he was not as lucky as this child. At least he had a ninth uncle. He was willing to adopt him, but Fu Heng didn't even have a relative who was willing to adopt him. He was thrown in the orphanage by his mother himself, and he never saw his mother until his death.

"Hey, I will always be with you until you are so strong that you don't need anyone anymore," Fu Heng gently wiped away the tears from the corners of the boy's eyes, lay sideways in the bed, and gently kissed the boy's forehead , may there be no pain in your dreams, may you not be hurt by your relatives in the future, and may you be treated kindly throughout your life.

When the morning sun shone on Young Master Fu's face, he woke up. The moment he opened his eyes, his heart twitched violently. His ninth uncle, An Tian, ​​hugged him, and his handsome face was fierce. Now, the brows are loose and soothing, the lips are slightly parted, looking defenseless.

Young Master Fu seemed to be possessed, his little hand touched his face, and he murmured hysterically, "Uncle Jiu..."

"Um……"

Fu Heng opened his eyes with difficulty. Seeing the child staring blankly at him, he reached out and touched his head. Fortunately, the fever subsided. Seeing that the child was still staring at him in a daze, he smiled and scratched The other party's small nose, "What? Don't you recognize me?"

"No……"

"Uncle Jiu asked for leave from school for you today, and you can rest at home for a day," Fu Heng lifted the quilt, pulled on his slippers and opened the curtains, stretched again, and walked out the door with an old god.

The child behind him unknowingly touched his chest, Uncle Jiu seemed to be different from usual...

The author has something to say:

I have been working these few days, so there are not too many more, little angels will just wait and see, as long as I have time, I will try to make as many as possible, okay!