Greedy process

Fu Shiyu asked the driver to take him directly back to the villa area in the center of the city. Wu Lingli was still awake and was sitting in the living room watching a TV series. She was not surprised to see him come home suddenly. Alcohol, where did you fool around?"

Only Songta has maintained a strong brotherly friendship with him for many years, jumping on him joyfully, Fu Shiyu hugged Songta and collapsed on the sofa, Songta thought he was playing a game of pretending to be dead, and obediently remained motionless, only a pair of black His eyes rolled around. At first glance, they really looked like two dead dogs, but Fu Shiyu's was a little more dead.

When Fu Changshan came downstairs, Fu Shiyu lazily called out to his father, but was kicked by his father: "Go and wash the fruit for your mother."

Fu Shiyu didn't move, and shouted "Aunt Zhang" at the top of his voice. The sound was silenced by Fu Changshan's suddenly cold face, and he ran to the kitchen, tidying up the fruits and presenting them to his mother. before.

Wu Lingli was quite satisfied with the fruit, but not so satisfied with Fu Shiyu: "Don't be a drunkard hanging out in front of my eyes."

Fu Shiyu felt deeply that there was no place for him in this house, so he angrily called Songta to go upstairs to sleep.Songta has always been clingy to him, as long as Fu Shiyu comes home, he basically follows him every step of the way, thumping up the stairs behind Fu Shiyu.

After entering the room, Fu Shiyu slumped on the sofa in the bedroom and called the pine cone lying on the ground.

Songta straightened her upper body awkwardly, and rubbed against Fu Shiyu's palm, looking at Fu Shiyu docilely with her dark eyes.Fu Shiyu sighed, loosened Songta's fur, and lay on his back on the sofa.

Cheng Shu doesn't like people, but he likes small animals like cats and dogs. He often feeds a lame stray dog ​​outside the school. Later, the dog was run over to death by a passing car. Fu Shiyu saw it first. , secretly asked someone to drag the dog away and buried it, not daring to let Cheng Shu see it.

Later, Cheng Shu didn't look for it very much, but just brought the dog food for a few days and threw it into the trash can.Fu Shiyu was as guilty as if he had killed the dog, and comforted Cheng Shu by saying that he might have been adopted by someone.

Cheng Shu was unmoved, and said, "It's more likely to be caught and eaten."

Since then, he no longer brought food for the dog, as if he had completely forgotten about the dog, but Fu Shiyu couldn't get over that hurdle, and always felt that Cheng Shu was sad, so after thinking about it for a long time, he went to the pet store to buy a dog. Little golden retriever.

The little golden retriever was fat and soft, and when he yawned, his eyes narrowed comfortably. Fu Shiyu liked it so much that he gave it to Cheng Shu like a treasure.

Cheng Shu took a look and frowned, Fu Shiyu's heart skipped a beat, feeling that something was wrong, and looking at the well-behaved golden retriever in his arms, it wouldn't make people frown.

Cheng Shu said no without negotiating, and Fu Shiyu realized that he was reckless. Maybe Cheng Shu's family would not allow him to be raised, after all, his family was like this.

Fu Shiyu reluctantly brought the little golden retriever back to the pet shop. He wanted to return the product, but the shop owner smiled slightly, saying that he would not return the product after the sale, and that he would have a lifetime tenure if he took it away, and he would be responsible for it for the rest of his life.

That day Fu Shiyu and Cheng Shu sat on the bench in front of the pet shop all afternoon, Fu Shiyu sat on the side worrying, Cheng Shu hugged the little golden retriever contentedly, the afternoon sun was shining all over the ground, the little milk dog was golden The hair was shining, and humming, he burrowed into Cheng Shu's arms. Cheng Shu's expression was unusually soft, with a smile in his eyes, and he grabbed the little milk dog's two fleshy paws and dangled them, letting him run along the fur.

Seeing how he liked it, Fu Shiyu asked, "Why don't you?"

Cheng Shu rubbed the little golden retriever's ears, and said for a long time, "Anyway, I can't ask for it."

Fu Shiyu continued to worry. His grandfather was not in good health, so he definitely couldn't take care of him. If he was sent back to his home in Zecheng, it would be good if Fu Shizhang was not in the country now, but when he came back after a while, he would be able to marry him without saying a word. The dog threw it out together.

Fu Shiyu was worried all afternoon and didn't worry about the birth of Chou Yinmao. Autumn was already deep, the sun gradually turned from gold to red, lost its temperature, and the wind was mixed with coolness. The little milk dog yawned sleepily a few times, feeling a little cold It seemed to be humming non-stop.

In the end, the two of them temporarily left the dog in the store. After that, for many days, after class, the two of them would take some time to go to the pet store to see the little golden retriever. The name was given by Cheng Shu. The owner of the pet store baked muffins that day , which is quite similar to the little golden retriever's coat color, Cheng Shu casually called the little golden retriever "muffin".

Giving the name was like a bond, Fu Shiyu looked at Cheng Shu holding the muffin, thinking of being beaten to death by Fu Shizhang, he also recognized it.

Later, Fu Shiyu spent a few days in the pet shop and listened to a lot of chatter. It is said that many parents had a cruel attitude and resolutely said that they were not allowed to keep them. Take a big turn and be completely captured by beauty.

At that time, Fu Shiyu looked at the muffin rolling coquettishly in Cheng Shu's arms, and secretly rated it in his heart, it was milky enough, pure enough, cute enough, maybe Fu Bawang Shizhang could let them both live.

Fu Shiyu happily sent the muffins back to Zecheng's home. Wu Lingli and Fu Changshan accepted the new member of the family without any psychological burden. Fu Shiyu was very satisfied. The only thing he didn't expect was that Fu Shiyu When Zhang returned to China in January, the golden retriever grew rapidly, and the pure milk smell disappeared so quickly that Fu Shizhang said, "If you dare to bring it back, I will throw it out for you", and he threw them out very quickly. The door of the house is very cold and unrestrained.

The muffins were happily rolling in the snow in the courtyard. Fu Shiyu sat in front of the door and sniffed his nose with his hands in his hands. He felt like a distant relative of an ancient wealthy family. Being shy to ask for money, being humiliated and turned away by others.

After muffin was tired from playing, she wanted to enter the house. After searching around the door for a long time but failed to get in, she realized the situation between it and the little master. She lowered her eyelids and lay down next to Fu Shiyu in aggrieved manner.

As soon as Wu Lingli came home, she was startled by the two poor children. When she opened the door and entered the house, muffins followed her to go in. Wu Lingli patted her hair comfortingly and motioned to wait outside.

After a while, Fu Shizhang came over and opened the door, and Fu Shiyu heard his heartless mother's voice: "Put the muffins in first, it was just right when I caught a cold a while ago, your brother has rough skin and thick flesh, he is outside It's okay to be cold."

Fu Shiyu grinds his teeth, you invite me in and I won't go in either!Freeze myself to death, let you regret it!

In the evening, small snowflakes fell again, and Fu Shiyu shyly played with his mobile phone, his thoughts drifted away, and he remembered Cheng Shu, and wanted to call him to hear his voice.

But Cheng Shu didn't have a mobile phone, so Fu Shiyu couldn't contact him at all.

When Fu Shiyu turned around, he happened to face Mubing in the room. Mubing was standing in front of the French window, looking at him sullenly. Fu Shiyu looked at Mubing through the window with tears in his eyes. Fu Shizhang grabbed his back collar and dragged him into the room.

When Fu Shiyu took a bath at night, he secretly mixed some cold water, hoping that he would die of illness and let those heartless people regret it, but he was in good health, and he woke up refreshed without dizziness, I just ignored Fu Shizhang for a week. The final solution was the practice of more than ten years. Fu Shizhang asked him to hit him three times, except for his face.

When Fu Shiyu was still young, he still had such a trace of warmth towards his brother, and he was a little bit reluctant when he hit him, symbolically patting him down three times. Later, he found out that when it was Fu Shizhang's turn, his brother started to attack him. The article of no mercy and no slap in the face was summed up from Fu Shiyu's bloody lessons, which caused Fu Shiyu's tenderness to be completely obliterated, and since then, every attack has been worse than every time.

Facing Fu Shizhang's cannibalistic eyes, Fu Shiyu triumphantly lifted Fu Shizhang's clothes, trying to find a place that hurt, but in the end, he felt something hard. Fu Shiyu was so beautiful that he felt jealous, and felt sorry for himself as he touched his six-pack abs.

The reconciliation ceremony was a big event in his family. Fu Changshan and Wu Lingli were witnesses. Fu Changshan held tea and praised: "Shizhang is in good shape."

Wu Lingli urged Fu Shiyu to hit him quickly, and asked her to touch two hands after beating. Fu Shiyu vaguely felt that his family education was not right. How could this cultivate a child's tendency to violence since childhood? What kind of parents are these?

While he wasn't paying attention, Fu Shizhang grabbed Fu Shiyu's hand brazenly, and slapped Fu Shiyu's abdomen twice quickly. Fu Shiyu, who had reacted to the third slap, broke free forcefully, his eyes were red with anger. , After accumulating energy for a long time, he swung his arms greatly in a posture, made a very crisp sound, and then fled quickly.

Muffin has been with them for many years. When Mubing died three years ago, Fu Shizhang came back specially to send it for the last time.Birth, old age, sickness and death are common occurrences. In these years, their grandpa, grandma, and several not-so-close relatives have left one after another. Some people come and some go. It is nothing ordinary.

Songta lay on the ground, and stuck out her tongue at Fu Shiyu. Fu Shiyu turned over, half lying on the sofa, stretched out one hand to rub Songta's head, and said softly, "Miss your mother?"

Songta tilted her head, as if she couldn't understand, but Fu Shiyu knew that it was thinking.They buried the muffins under a tree in the backyard, and Songta liked to play there when she was free, rubbing the dirt on the ground like rubbing her mother's soft hair.

When Fu Shiyu was stunned and about to fall asleep, he heard someone knock on the door, and Wu Lingli called him from outside.Fu Shiyu opened the door, and Wu Lingli came in, holding a bowl of sour bamboo shoot soup in his hand.

Fu Shiyu groaned and rubbed against Wu Lingli's shoulder, but Wu Lingli slapped him away: "Hurry up and drink."

Fu Shiyu slandered that his mother didn't understand style, while pouring down the soup, the temperature was just right, Fu Shiyu knew it was made by Wu Lingli once he tasted it.

Wu Lingli sat by the bed and asked, "What happened?"

Fu Shiyu had a question mark on his face, he didn't know what he had exposed, and even asked Wu Lingli how he could tell, but Wu Lingli just smiled, with an expression that it was not easy to see you.

Fu Shiyu couldn't answer the questions, so he simply concentrated on drinking the soup. Wu Lingli looked at him, feeling a little emotional.Fu Shiyu was away from home for a whole month and lived in his own apartment. If he had nothing to do in his normal days, if he came back here, he must have encountered something that made him feel uncomfortable.

She and Fu Changshan have always hoped that home is not a place he wants to escape, not a place that brings him a burden, or a place he doesn't want to bring a burden, but a place he will choose.

It's not weakness, it's reassurance and belonging.

But Fu Shiyu obviously didn't want to talk about it, and Wu Lingli didn't ask any more questions. After he finished drinking and took the bowl, he was ready to go out, and warned: "You better not drink too much wine, and spit it on the ground in the middle of the night. Don't go out tomorrow." Go to work, let's clean the room on your knees."

Fu Shiyu watched the door close and muttered, "Mother."