blood velvet flower

Book Title: Blood Velvet Flower

Author: hawthorn fruit

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On a snowy night 20 years ago, Yunxiu, two and a half years old, came to the home of Cheng Xiong, the chairman of Program Real Estate. Cheng Baiyuan was very surprised by the arrival of this half-brother.One is easy-going by nature and has a brother-controlling complex; the other is arrogant and poisonous, but in his heart he regards his brother as the only one.

Under the surface of the life of laughter and slapstick, the darkness is surging.The mystery of life experience, the confusion of love, as the conspiracy is uncovered, a series of confusion ensues.

Feeling throbbing, as if nothing.There is a kind of love that is buried deep in my heart; there is a kind of love that is hard to express.

"I walk into the night with snowflakes on my shoulders. The west wind blows away my calling and will never find you again."

"I am in your heart."

Emotional version of father's debt and son's repayment, love in snow, debt in blood.Pink daily, updated every day

Content tags: rich and powerful families, workplace grievances, love and hatred

Search keywords: Protagonist: Cheng Baiyuan, Cheng Yunxiu┃Supporting role: Cheng Xiong, Dr. Zhao, Shen Jiaqi, Zhu Kexi┃Others: Enmity and Revenge

☆, crying child

If one day we go on different paths, no matter how far away, will you come back to see me?

of course.

I stand in this void and bear the black storm from all directions.I see you, in the corner.

I look at you in the corner, and I don't know how to face you from now on.

I walk into the night with snowflakes on my shoulders.The west wind swept away my calling, never to find you again.

I am in your heart.

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Snow falls on a winter night.One, one, like a holy flower.It blooms on the lonely Baihu Lake, on the long and narrow asphalt road, on the roof tiles of villas, and on the window sill outside Kashiwahara's bedroom.

In the depths of the dream, there was a siren sounding rapidly, from far to near, across the window.In a daze, I could also hear the chaotic footsteps on the stairs and the whispering of the nanny.He covered his ears with the quilt, turned over while muttering, and continued to fall into a deep sleep.

Two hundred meters away from Kashiwahara's house, a villa was ablaze.Police cars were roaring down Lake Shore Drive.People came out of the houses in pajamas and blankets, crowded around the cordon, watching a play on a controversial topic, chattering as they watched the firefighters rush in and out.Compared with the safety of the residents in the villa, they are more concerned about the gossip causes behind the incident, such as love killings, vendettas or suicides. Any kind of reason arouses their secret interest, so they are willing to brave the cold to watch the fire.

This is a high-end residential area located on the edge of the White Lake, and it is a well-known wealthy area.Most of the people living here have their own kingdoms that they are proud of, and they keep that dignity on weekdays, and the communication between neighbors is very limited.Accustomed to the intrigue in business and official circles, he has become bad at sympathy.They whispered to each other in the snow, more to express their regret for the hostess, that delicate woman who couldn't help but look at her no matter where she went.

When the firefighters brought out the two unrecognizable bodies, the crowd of onlookers let out a tidy exclamation.There was said to be a child inside, but the fire was so intense that the second-floor room was almost completely destroyed.Firefighters entered the search and rescue several times to no avail.The flames were blazing, and even the people standing on the farthest side felt their ears and cheeks burn.Under this kind of fire, even if it is found, there may only be ashes left.The superior had no choice but to stop the search and rescue and put out all the fire to prevent the fire from spreading.The police arrived, re-blocked the scene and urged people to keep a safe distance.

Half an hour later, the last tongue of fire was extinguished, and columns of black smoke wafted over the remains of the house.People left one after another with unfinished regrets.The west wind rolled up snowflakes and floated on the scorched and black ruins full of foam. It was hard to tell which was real snow.

A man, wearing leather slippers whose color cannot be seen clearly, was standing under the courtyard wall across the road.He leaned against the wall, looking anxious, gasping for breath like an asthma attack.Seeing the ambulance moving the body away from the scene, his vision went dark.He staggered out a few steps, and soon slipped to the ground as if he had lost his support.

[-]. The crying child

When Bai Yuan heard crying for the first time, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief, thinking that he hadn't woken up.The morning sun shines in, making the snow on the window sills reflect crystal light.

When he ran through the corridor on the second floor, he saw something and turned back.

The playroom door was open, and the nurse was dozing with her head drooping.Kashiwahara walked in, looked past the nanny, and saw toys scattered all over the place, including his Transformers, track trains and plush toys.Continuing to probe inside, he found a pair of black eyes staring at him on the lamb game rug he often sat on.Bai Yuan rubbed his eyes again, yes, there was actually a child sitting on it, a child with a chubby face!Yesterday, he was obviously the only one who got up, ate, and went to kindergarten alone.He twisted himself, it hurt, it was not a dream.But it's not Christmas yet, who sent the child?

The child looked at Bai Yuan, probably feeling unfamiliar, or perhaps aware of his unfriendliness.Suddenly, he turned his mouth and began to cry loudly, tears pouring down like a faucet turned on.The nanny woke up suddenly, with a broken expression, she reprimanded her a few words.After crying, my aunt's sharp voice came up through the floor: "This child is still going to be finished!"

Bai Yuan ran downstairs, his aunt sullenly asked him if he washed his face and brushed his teeth?He nodded, and she sat him down to eat.

"Who is that?"

"do not know."

"I don't know why you are at my house?"

My aunt glared at him: "Why are you talking so much? If you don't know, you just don't know!"

Bai Yuan shut his mouth.

When Cheng Xiong sat down, my aunt didn't look at him.

He asked his son, "Have you seen that little brother?"

Bai Yuan hummed.After hearing this, my aunt impatiently threw the bread back on the plate.

"His name is Cheng Yunxiu. When you have company in the future, you should get along well."

Bai Yuan looked down at his aunt, but didn't respond.Judging by his five-year-old's head, that crybaby was here to stay.For the past few days, he has been thinking about what Christmas present he would like.Every Christmas, his aunt who believes in God will take him to the church to receive communion and celebrate the festival with the saints.For him, the most important thing is to receive gifts.He likes gifts, but he doesn't cherish them.He just celebrated his birthday a few days ago.But of all those presents, there was no favorite.But when asked what he really wanted, he couldn't tell.But definitely not wanting a younger brother.But Dad insisted on giving him one.After he finished chewing a mouthful of bread, he said, "But he's always crying, and it's no fun at all."

Cheng Xiong's expression was serious: "This is not a toy. From today on, whether you like it or not, Yunxiu will be your younger brother!" He glanced sharply at the emotional sister-in-law, got up and asked the driver to prepare the car.Before going out, let the kitchen prepare the food for two or three-year-old children.

When Dad's car drove out of the yard, my aunt seemed to be getting angry and went upstairs.Not knowing what to say or what to do, the child started crying again.Bai Yuan covered his ears with one hand, and held the milk glass with the other.He was thinking: If he doesn't like this brother anymore, can he give it away like a toy?

After a while, the nanny came down with the child in her arms and said to herself angrily: "It's my life too!"I would like to cry, but this one or two came to provoke him.

Bai Yuan knew that he was included among the two.

During the drawing class, the chubby female teacher asked them to draw their favorite person.The teacher said, you are children in the big class, and you will go to elementary school soon.Mom, dad, grandpa and grandma have worked hard for you, so, draw and see, the children's favorite people, express your thanks to them.Some people raised their hands and asked, what do you like to do?The female teacher blinked her round eyes: Then draw them all, it doesn't matter.

Kashiwahara pinched the crayons in the box back and forth, wondering who to draw.He doesn't have a mother, and his impression of his mother is that he can only see her in the photo once a year when his aunt takes him to visit the public cemetery.dad?He couldn't tell.He always has a straight face, and he doesn't smile much when he is happy, and he is even more terrifying when he is angry.But in the past few days, he has been in a good mood and occasionally laughs. It must be because of that child, right?So, does he like the crybaby more?Thinking of this, he sighed seriously.Dad almost never took him to the park, to the pool or to the playground.Unlike other fathers, who carry their children high on their shoulders, they look very happy.His extracurricular activities, either the nanny, or the driver, and the aunt who has no patience to play with the children except for dressing up, are all like routines, and they come back casually, which is not interesting at all.Therefore, Dad is not the person he likes.Auntie?Not anymore.She is her mother's younger sister, but she is often heard complaining to her mother in the tomb about how difficult it is to take care of the child.Bai Yuan didn't know where he was struggling, unless the good boy didn't even allow him to talk.Bai Yuan likes to ask this and that, but she always frowns: "Hey! If you want to go, you can do whatever you think!" Often she doesn't even have the will to listen to the first sentence.She took him to get an injection, and she just kept thinking about it, complaining that the hospital was too crowded and the doctor was too slow.In fact, she has nothing to do at all, and she doesn't need to buy vegetables, mop the floor and do laundry, and only occasionally cooks when she is happy.He continued to think hard, leaving only the nanny.He doesn't like it either.Her face was as big as her belly, and she cursed and spit from her mouth.My aunt said that she is a person who takes money to work, but she always finds reasons to ask for leave and be lazy.Bai Yuan felt that she didn't like him either, because she often made little accidents for her, which made the woman jump anxiously.

He checked the people around him, but he still didn't know what to do.Other children have handed in one after another.In his desperation, he simply drew a little baby, the crybaby.He thought: at least he is my younger brother.As for whether you like it or not, anyway, besides crying, I can't find a reason to hate it more than others.

But when he came home from school and saw his father's attitude towards Yunxiu, he changed his mind again.Apparently the crybaby was in a much better mood than he had been this morning.When Cheng Xiong went downstairs, he patted Bai Yuan's head and told him to play with his younger brother.Bai Yuan was a little unhappy, usually his father was not so pleasant to him.

Yun Xiuzhen was seriously building blocks, he would only put them up one by one.When Bai Yuan saw the crooked shape, he thought it was about to collapse, but the building blocks never fell down.When the nanny heard the call from downstairs, she asked Bai Yuan to watch for a while and went out.Yunxiu raised his head and looked at himself with those dark eyes, as if he wanted to invite him to play together.

Bai Yuan was unmoved.All these toys, he thought, were his own.Even if he didn't play in the past, it was still his if he threw it in the corner.But now, the nanny has naturally taken them out for others to play with.Even Dad, who never teased himself.Thinking of this, he felt a little sad.Looking at this little guy, he suddenly felt that it was necessary to express his dislike for him.

So he kicked it over.

The block tower collapsed.

Yunxiu didn't expect him to do this, he widened his eyes, looked at the messy building blocks, and then at Baiyuan... The clock on the wall was ticking, and a few seconds later, he started crying without any suspense, and the nanny ran away in a hurry When he came up, he couldn't help saying that he had hugged the child, so he wanted to give him a kick.But Bai Yuan ran away in a flash.

When he was running, he was thinking: There is really no one I like in this family...

The author has something to say: Bai, the sound is Tongbo, otherwise the name is awkward to pronounce

☆, the past is like a glass of poisoned wine

In May, the wind is refreshing.Cheng Xiong waved the shovel tied with red silk, stepped on it with his foot, and thrust it into the ground, the soil lifted up was splashed on the stone tablet also tied with a silk ribbon.The applause that erupted around was as sensational as the thunderous salute.

After the lively ribbon-cutting ceremony, Cheng Xiong stepped onto the stage to pay tribute to the leaders, peers and media friends who attended the "Foundation Laying Ceremony of the Mountain Children's Activity Room Project" of Program Real Estate, and expressed welcome and thanks for their presence and guidance.He was in high spirits and vowed that the duty of an enterprise is first to survive and to develop.But in the end, it is necessary to repay the people and the society. This is a healthy development model!As soon as the voice fell, there was another burst of lively applause.

He looked at the crowd with a smile, took the initiative to take pictures, and actively answered questions.Occasionally, when he looked up at the distant mountain, the snow-white clouds hanging on the top of the mountain were as light and full as his mood at the moment.The so-called guarding the clouds and seeing the moon is the most appropriate thing to use on yourself.In his heart he contemptuously spoke to those who had put all kinds of roadblocks in his life's path.Times have changed, and they have already become stepping stones on his road to success.Stepping on the corpses of these people, he Cheng Xiong walked all the way to today.

After answering a few questions, just about to invite the leaders to visit, a reporter suddenly mentioned Zhou Han.Hearing this name, Cheng Xiong was stabbed, and his good mood was completely destroyed.Although, I also thought of him just now.The host avoided this question on the grounds that "reporters should not bring up topics unrelated to this event", and enthusiastically encouraged the leaders to start visiting.Cheng Xiong still had a smile on his face, and walked in front to introduce the scale and structure of the project.But in his heart, the name was like thorns, which made him feel an extremely uncomfortable tingling just thinking about it.The thorns pierced into the skin, and the past was like the tip of a needle, pricking him a little bit unsteadily when he walked.

He couldn't remember how many years he had stayed in Zhou's house.According to what Zhou's father said later, he should have been carried here not long after he was born.Before, he only knew that he had been squeezed out by this family.In name, he is also a child of this family, just like Zhou Han, but Zhou's father, Zhou mother, grandparents never regarded him as one of their own, not even as good as his dog.Zhou Han would hug it affectionately after school every day, run with it for a while or feed it a rib.But for him, even though the two were of the same age and lived under the same roof, they still couldn't get close.Cheng Xiong thought about it later and thought the reason was him.

Zhou Han looks like a greenhouse plant, fair and tall but fragile, relying on the love of his family, he has a blindly inflated sense of self-superiority.They were in the same class at the same school, and he had his own companions during school, and he didn't bother to play with Cheng Xiong.After school, Zhou Han never waited for him.Even if they happen to walk together, he will quickly hook up with other classmates and throw him aside.

Cheng Xiong never gets good food when eating.Grandpa specially bought local chickens from the countryside, and grandma said that he wanted to make up Zhou Han's brain.Picking up the chicken thighs and breast meat, Cheng Xiong looked at the meat piled up in his bowl unconvinced.I had to settle for the next best thing, to pinch the wings, but the grandma gave the wings to the grandfather, the minced meat to the son, and the neck to the daughter-in-law.Cheng Xiong looked at the dish with only some soup left, and bit the end of his chopsticks, not fighting any more.And every time grandma pretended to say: Xiong, you can eat too.

Cheng Xiong cursed secretly: I'd better leave this bit of soup for you old man!

Although life under the fence is not easy, but I don't think much about it.He has long known that he is not the son and grandson of this family, although he does not know how he came to this family.Since you are neither relatives nor relatives, it is a great kindness if they are willing to take you in for your study.So, even though the women are all turning to Zhou Han (that guy doesn’t come home on time one day, he will fry the pot at home, he doesn’t eat food, and looks everywhere. In fact, sometimes he just plays billiards outside. But if Cheng Xiong Come back late, don’t talk about looking for it, you will find that there are not many vegetables left when you come back), or the same thing, he eats and lives for free, there is nothing to talk about.

But when he was 20 years old, a well-dressed old man came to the door.Cheng's father welcomed him in politely.The old man sat down and looked at the thick and strong Cheng Xiong, without any foreshadowing or buffer, he said directly: "Since you are not working seriously, then come back to work."

Cheng Xiong didn't understand what it meant at all, and rolled his eyes to look at Cheng's father.Cheng's father coughed, and gave a simple and rough explanation with some embarrassment: This is our boss and your father.

Even being hit by a pie from the sky cannot express Cheng Xiong's ecstasy at that moment.Pie is nothing, eat it up and it's gone.Cheng's father works in a big factory, goes out to the field, and does sales, so Zhou Han lives comfortably.The boss of such a factory is not a big rich man, at least he is also a small rich man.Although his heart was full of joy, there was no trace of joy on his face, instead he was a little cold.

The old man's frankness was beyond imagination. Before Cheng Xiong could prepare a sensational scene, he said like a bean, because of family reasons, he could only let Zhou's father take care of him.When he knew that the old man had not landed for so many years and continued to pay living expenses and other expenses, Cheng Xiong cast a contemptuous glance at Zhou's father.In this way, he doesn't count as eating and drinking, maybe what Zhou Han eats is still his!Thinking about it this way, I can't help being a little angry, especially that old woman!You don't want to see me with my money, do you?Father Zhou was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly changed the subject, suggesting that if he went to the factory, he could help him familiarize himself with the environment first.

After the old man made some arrangements, he left.Cheng Xiong hid in the small room and began to think positively about his life that was about to change.But there is one thing that makes him uneasy: the factory is basically run by the eldest son.If the old man wants to recognize his illegitimate child with the female worker at this time, I'm afraid it won't go so smoothly.

A leader asked about the operation and maintenance of the activity room. After asking twice, Cheng Xiong pulled out of his memory and answered in a hurry.The group continued to walk and watch.The place in front of us is about to become the first rural school activity room sponsored by Program Real Estate.Cheng Xiong thought, no matter how rough it was, at least he has successfully swam from the past, and stands here to taste the fruits of victory.Those people, however, remain in the past forever.

A cluster of tiny wildflowers was trampled by him.When the footsteps faded away, this cluster of small flowers miraculously slowly raised their heads, raised their branches, and leaned over to hold the broken flowers.After a rain, it will stand upright again.Nature shows off its tenacious vitality all the time.

In front of a gray stone tablet in the distance, there is also a cluster of small yellow flowers swaying and blooming in the breeze.A man squatted down and carefully pulled out the grass in the middle.The lake below the mountain is sparkling.He stood up, looked into the distance, and saw large groups of white clouds at the intersection of the lake and the sky.The rainy season has not yet entered, and the weather at this time is very pleasant.The warm sunshine illuminates the world softly and brightly, and the fragrance of flowers seems to float in the air.The sky was as green as a spring meadow, and when he looked back, he seemed to see a girl running towards him with a smile.

She was wearing a white gauze dress and red strappy shoes.Her face was as white as the moon, and her eyes were like faint clear springs. When she smiled, dimples formed on her bulging cheeks.The girl held a yellow wild flower in her hand and waved towards him from afar.He reached out his hand too, and shook it vigorously in response.The girl didn't run over again, but turned to those companions who were sitting around on the lawn.He had no choice but to put down his hands, leaning his back against a big tree, and staring at her from afar until sleepiness hit him.

I do not know how long it has been.He closed his eyes and scratched like a bug crawling on his nose, but the annoying feeling didn't go away.When he opened his eyes, he just saw the girl's bright smile.She was still holding the bouquet of flowers in her hand, and was gently rubbing against his face. When she saw him wake up, her dimples also turned into the shape of a smile.The scene was dreamlike, and what had been a nuisance suddenly became the most tactile.

The girl asked: "Do you think this flower is beautiful?"

He nodded vigorously.

"You smell it."

He was a little dizzy for a moment, which he understood as smelling her hand.

The girl giggled and moved the flowers closer: "Smell this."

He said it was very fragrant.Since then, he has been paying attention to this inconspicuous little flower. The strange thing is that when he was alone later, he couldn't find its fragrance even if he inhaled it hard.But at that time, he clearly remembered that he smelled the rich fragrance of flowers.

The evening sun shone in the narrow alley. The girl stood on the porch of her house and asked him if he wanted to go in and play for a while.

He knew that this was a polite remark, and it might just be a casual question in return for his polite return of playing with them for a day.But he was tempted, and before he could say yes, one leg was already moving up the steps.

The girl seemed a little impatient, and before he could speak, she raised her snow-white wrist: "Then, see you at school tomorrow."

He withdrew that leg, and was afraid of being embarrassed if she found out, so he pretended that his leg was a little numb, shook it, and said, "Okay, see you tomorrow."

He was walking in the alley, and the sunlight elongated his shadow.He believed that she was willing to let him in, but she was worried about his mother.It was a withdrawn woman with a knife-like expression on her face.She didn't talk to her neighbors, socialize, and she wasn't allowed to run around with her friends, especially boys.He had sent her back several times, but each time, after the woman opened the door, she didn't ask where she went or whether the boy was a classmate or who, but dragged the girl in like a ghost, and then, without saying a word He quickly closed the rusty iron gate and shut him out with a bang.

Just like now, this stone door is closed tightly, like a solemn rejection, no one can step forward to ask.However, it was not her mother who closed the door this time, but herself.She is willing to be lonely, willing to be deserted, facing this little yellow flower all day long, from winter to spring, and then from spring to winter.Yellow flowers bloom and fall, fall and bloom again, but she can no longer look forward to the reincarnation of life, and he can no longer look forward to the rebirth of love.

Tomb-sweeping day has passed, only people in twos and threes came up the steps to pay respects.He straightened his shirt and began to go down one by one.Before leaving, he said to her, "I will definitely do what I promised you!"

The author has something to say: It’s such a deserted and lonely place, even if a yellow leaf floats over, I can only entertain myself

☆, after school

Bai Yuan was busy chatting with people about the latest comic book, until his classmate broke up with him at the fork in the road, the brother who had nothing to do didn't think of his younger brother.He waited for a full 5 minutes before Yunxiu slowly appeared in his field of vision with his schoolbag on his back.

It has only been a year since Yunxiu came back from abroad.Just as he suddenly appeared in front of him that day, a few days later, Bai Yuan just got used to his existence, but found that he disappeared again.No one could be found, no crying could be heard, and even the babysitter was gone.So he thought, either this is a dream; or it is the nanny's child at all, just coming to his house for a few days; or, he is angry.Thinking of kicking over his tower himself.However, such a small child will not run away by himself even if he is angry.

He went to ask his aunt, who had a calm expression and just said, let's go.

Gone, what do you mean?He remembered what the teacher said, leaving doesn't just mean walking away, it also means dying.

This can't help but make him a little sad, although he thought about sending him away.

My aunt added: "Sent to the United States. Isn't that good, everyone is clean."

Clean is clean, but he is the only child in this family, so I still feel a little lost when I think about it.After dinner, his father told him that his brother would come back in a few years.He didn't know that it was nonsense (adults often say nonsense, casually, without thinking at all, just to appease children. When children bring it up, they are more confused than others, always asking "Did I really say that?" ) is still serious, but he did get a little comfort in his heart.Although, he didn't think he liked the crybaby.

Time flies, before he saw Yunxiu, he actually didn't remember much.In the past three years, although they are still lonely as always, for children, they are not keen on the past, unless the past has just passed away and is very interesting and worth recalling.The brother who used to cry a lot, the brother who said he would come back, only when he saw the little boy standing in the living room again, all the memories were activated.As if what I said yesterday, today is the appointed day.

It was a winter night, and he was standing there with a brown fluffy scarf around his neck, and a pair of big black eyes were exposed under a hat of the same color.He has passed the age of crying at every turn, seeing Bai Yuan staring at him, he didn't show any expression.

Dad walked over and picked him up, and the maid aunt came over to put away his hat and scarf.

"Yunxiu is home! From now on, you can stay here for as long as you want."

The aunt squinted at her brother-in-law.Compared to her, Bai Yuan was not in such a bad mood.After all, having a child to play with is better than playing alone.In the few days after Yunxiu left, he quickly realized that no amount of toys would be interesting to play alone.This may be the real reason why he can never find a toy he likes, and he never knows what he wants, but he is still unhappy when he gets it.

Yunxiu was in his father's arms, and when he saw Bai Yuan smiling at him, he turned his head away.When Dad introduced Auntie, she smiled very forcedly, as if forced out.He spent a period of confusion in the United States, and he also felt lost when he came back here, to the home that his father said.They were all luxurious houses, but in this magnificent hall, he only felt empty.This kind of emptiness made him afraid, as if in any corner, there might be dark monsters lurking, and when the lights were turned off, they would come out from there with their fangs in their canthus, or turn into a kind of monster, turning into smoke and crawling through the crack of the door Come in, get under his covers, wait for him to wake up, wait for him to scream.

The servant asked him if he wanted some hot drink, Yunxiu shook his head.Because he had only been on the plane for more than ten hours, when Cheng Xiong asked him to get thirsty and hungry, he could just ask his aunt to get up and do it.He nodded slightly, like a very well-behaved baby.

Because the room had only just been decorated and was still being ventilated, he slept with Bai Yuan during this time.Fearing that his brother would not sleep well, Cheng Xiong considered whether to move a bed there.Unexpectedly, Yunxiu's first words were: "No."

Bai Yuan thought that he didn't want to sleep with him.

"No extra bed."

It turned out that he was still immersed in the fantasy of night monsters.If he were to sleep alone in this strange place tonight, he would be afraid.Therefore, even though he missed the opportunity to show his friendship with Bai Yuan just now, he still hopes to sleep in the same bed with Bai Yuan.Even if the monster appears, there is at least one person screaming with him.

The helper took them to wash up, changed into their pajamas, and went down.At first, neither brother spoke.Bai Yuan took a book to read, and Yunxiu followed suit.He opened the picture book in his hand and guessed the story through the pictures.In the United States, the family that took him in was all Chinese, so although he spoke English at school, he spoke Chinese fluently.It's just that the children in that family have grown up, and no one has learned to write Chinese, so that now he reads these books with words, like reading a heavenly book.Some pictures were difficult to understand, and he had a strong desire to know what happened.He twitched again and again, he gave up the idea of ​​going to sleep after flipping through casually, and even looked at Bai Yuan several times, trying to get his attention.

Bai Yuan didn't notice the look in his eyes, but moved closer with a tacit understanding.

Yunxiu hesitated to show him the cover, and asked in a low voice, "Can you read it to me?"

Bai Yuan took the book and turned a few pages: "You don't know how to read this kind of book?"

Yunxiu nodded.He felt nothing to be ashamed of, but Kashiwahara's tone made him realize how embarrassing it was.

Kashiwahara didn't understand his growing environment, but read it anyway.After reading it, Yunxiu showed a happy expression. On the one hand, his curiosity was satisfied, and on the other hand, no one had ever read to him.His expression of admiration made Bai Yuan feel happy: it turns out that being an older brother feels so good.

In a blink of an eye, Yunxiu was already in the first grade.The school is very close to home, in the community, only two blocks away.Walking to the school takes only 10 minutes.Motor vehicles are prohibited on the road leading to the school. In addition, there are basically children from the community, and the residents also consciously cooperate.After school, many children went home by themselves. Cheng Xiong felt that he should let go to cultivate children's independent ability, so he encouraged them to walk back by themselves.Only when time is tight in the morning and I am afraid that the child will sway around, I ask my aunt to send it there.

The sky was getting dark, but the lights of the street lamps were still not obvious.Yunxiu looked like he was struggling with his schoolbag on his back.Bai Yuan had no choice but to run back to get his schoolbag for him.

The two brothers walked home one after the other.When passing by a villa, my brother didn't leave.The villa that burned down a few years ago has been rebuilt on the original site and turned into a business club.Yunxiu followed his gaze and also stared at the door.There is a spacious courtyard at the entrance, surrounded by brick walls. Through the wide open courtyard door, you can see the bright lights in the hall.Waiters in suits and bow ties stood at the door, welcoming the guests who came in with a gentle attitude.

"Do you know that there used to be a family living here?"

The younger brother shook his head.

"People have died here, and a family of three has died." Bai Yuan said in a horrifying tone on purpose.

Yunxiu's hairs shivered immediately.He has always been timid, and he will be too scared to sleep after hearing some Halloween stories, even afraid of jack-o-lanterns.Through the open golden glass doors, you can see the shining interior and the women in the flowing dresses.He wanted to imprint this peaceful and comfortable scene deeply in his mind to replace the information that Kashiwahara had instilled in him.At this time, I feel that Kashiwahara can't be more annoying, especially the place where I have to go to and from school every day.One day he wants to go home alone, so he will not have the courage to pass by here.

Bai Yuan chased after the younger brother who took the first step, and asked if he didn't want to know?Not curious?Yunxiu ran even faster.

When I got home, the helper took the schoolbag.Dad doesn't seem to be home.Auntie crossed her hands, crossed her arms, and stared at them indifferently.This is her signature expression, sometimes it is inexplicable, but my aunt will always find a proper reason for her expression.

"Why so late?"

The brothers looked at each other.Dad wasn't home, and no one could stop her ensuing lengthy interrogation mode.Cheng Xiong didn't care much about his sister-in-law's education method, and felt that educating boys should be rough and not too used to it.It's just that when he is at home, my aunt doesn't dare to speak loudly.Bai Yuan thought it was because she had nothing to do, and since Yunxiu came back, she seemed to be trying her best to show her patriarchal majesty.Even for a trivial matter, she would chatter and ask non-stop, and then pointed upstairs: face the wall!

Yunxiu said: "Today my brother published a blackboard newspaper."

The aunt raised her eyebrows: "Really?"

She looked at the two of them with a hint of complacency: "I have already called the teacher to ask." She looked at her nephew, "They said that you were neither on duty nor had other class affairs, so you left the classroom after class."

Yunxiu stopped talking.

Bai Yuan had no choice but to confess, saying that he was playing ball with his classmates on the playground.

After school in the evening, Yunxiu waited at the school gate for a long time before Bai Yuan ran out and said, "I'm going to publish a blackboard newspaper, it will be very late, you should go back first."

He didn't think that his younger brother just started to go this way, whether it would be safe to go back alone.Someone was calling his name loudly on the playground, and he hurriedly told his younger brother to follow the other students and just walk along the lakeside, and he would never get lost.

When he came out with his classmates sweating profusely, he saw Yunxiu standing under the awning of the canteen, with his head bowed and his feet poking at the stones on the ground, waiting there all the time.

The aunt looked at Yunxiu: "You are so young, can you help your brother lie?"

This is another rule of my aunt, no matter how things evolve, Yunxiu will never escape.Originally, Bo was tired of her endless inquiries and wanted a quick solution.But in this way, Yunxiu will be punished again.He felt uneasy, so he changed his old habit of not saying a word, and defended him: "I can't blame him, I lied."

The corner of the aunt's mouth twitched: "Your father is not at home, so you really have improved."

Her punishment was always the same as the old three: no food, confinement, and no water.

Before she could speak, Yunxiu went up very consciously.

Bai Yuan also wanted to go upstairs, but his aunt scolded in a low voice, "Go up after dinner!"

The light outside the window casts a hazy light.Bai Yuan read a book for a while, and played chess by himself for a while, but he couldn't calm down.My aunt came to warn him an hour ago and told him to go to bed quickly.After tossing and turning for a while, he sat up from the bed and reached for the slippers.

Open the door, the corridor is very quiet.Downstairs in the living room, the servants were chatting in low voices.If Dad was at home, they would not dare to be so presumptuous.Of course, if Dad was at home, he would not dare to steal