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Lu Yecheng is a local doctor. Although there was no opportunity to make a fortune among the local doctors in ancient times, at least he had no worries about food and clothing, and his life was better than that of ordinary farmers. However, in this modern day when Western medicine is more popular than traditional Chinese medicine in hospitals and clinics, the life of a local doctor It is even more miserable than the farmers.

Lu Yecheng didn't care about his son's indifference. He even felt that his son was more expressive than before. He was always busy with his livelihood and neglected to communicate with his children. As a result, Lu Xun was introverted and autistic, less able to communicate with outsiders, and sometimes even He didn't have a word with him for four or five days, and it wasn't until his son was injured that he realized that he hadn't fulfilled his duty as a father.

Lu Yecheng is determined to make up for his previous mistakes and communicate with his son well.

He thought about the 200 yuan he had just earned, and several families in that village had agreed with him to get all the medicinal wine for bruises from him in the future. After a year, he should have an income of one or two thousand yuan. The tuition fee has been settled, and I feel a little happy.

Just when I was about to say good news to my son, I heard my son ask, "Have you considered changing your career?"

His son raised his head and looked at him seriously: "There is no future in selling dieda medicinal wine."

……

Lu Yecheng's expression froze instantly.

When Lu Xun returned home, he cooked two dishes for Lu Yecheng, plus a plate of dried pickled radishes. The father and son ate with gusto. Lu Xun had never tasted delicacies from mountains and seas in his previous life, but he felt that they were not as delicious as the ones in his mouth. .

The two of them were eating, but they heard a sound of cursing from outside the door, mixed with words such as old and immortal, and eating rice.

Lu Yecheng's expression changed, he slapped the bowl on the table with a "snap", and said, "You eat first, I'll go out and get it."

Lu Xun heard that the voices of the quarrel outside were his second uncle Lu Jiacheng and second aunt Zhao Chunxiu. Lu Jiacheng's family lived next door to his house, but the two families didn't have much contact with each other.

As soon as Lu Yecheng went out, he saw his brother and sister-in-law standing in the yard arguing.

"Axiu, stop talking, everyone in the village has heard it..." Lu Jiacheng's voice was very low.

"I can discipline my son myself, why should he scold my son?"

"It's not that Fengfeng is a picky eater, my dad just said a few words."

"I'm used to picky eaters, and your father's three sons, why should we raise them!" Zhao Chunxiu stood at the door with her arms akimbo.

Lu Jiacheng: "Hey, then don't say this in front of my father, you have seen the situation of my elder brother... and Lu Ming... don't mention it."

Zhao Chunxiu suddenly put on a chubby face: "Lu Ming is so handsome, and his wife's family is also rich, why can't you take your dad to live there!"

"Dad—where are you going, Dad—" Lu Jiacheng turned his head, only to see Lu Lianggui going out with a quilt.

"Dad, don't take Chunxiu's words to heart..." Lu Jiacheng hurriedly snatched Lu Lianggui's quilt.

Lu Yecheng walked over quickly, supported his old father, and said in a low voice, "Dad, you can live with me."

Just as Lu Jiacheng wanted to speak, Zhao Chunxiu pulled him away, and his wife stared at him twice, and immediately fell silent.

Lu Lianggui sighed and said, "I'm old, I don't know when this old bone won't be able to get back up."

……

Because Lu Lianggui lived at home, Lu Yecheng gave up the room to his father. Lu Xun lost his private space and could only share a room with Lu Yecheng.

Fortunately, Lu Yecheng got another simple bed, otherwise Lord Mozun wondered if he would be able to sleep at night.

Lu Jiacheng came over again later, secretly stuffed 500 yuan to Lu Lianggui, and said with guilt on his face, "Brother, take care of him for a few days, and when Chunxiu is in a better mood, I will pick Dad up."

Lu Yecheng was noncommittal, but accepted the 500 yuan.

……

After Lu Xun knew how to get to school, he didn't want Lu Yecheng to see him off.

He gets up at six o'clock every morning, cooks a pot of white porridge with some pickles, and then heats up four white flour steamed buns that he steamed last night before going out. Running around the village, after a period of training, Lu Xun's body became much stronger, and then he started daily moves training.

The daily school classes start at eight o'clock, and Lu Xun returns home at about 07:30 after practicing the moves, and the time left after eating is just in time to enter the school gate with the ringing of the bell.

Every morning, Tian Yan watched Lu Xun enter the classroom with a sulky face. She waited for him to be late, so that she had a blatant reason to reject him, but unfortunately, this guy's time for class was just right every day. , each time sitting in his position within three seconds before the bell rang.

"Lu Xun, you overslept again today." Lu Xiaomao whispered, "Get up early in the future, I'm afraid Teacher Tian will sue your father!"

"This is the eight-treasure candy my mother bought for me." After a while, Lu Xiaomao secretly stuffed a handful of candies over.

"..." Lu Xun looked at Lu Xiaomao who was sitting upright, but actually had a candy in his mouth, and suddenly felt like he was in the same boat.

After school, Lu Xiaomao followed closely behind him, shouting: "Lu Xun, come to my house to watch TV. My mother bought an LCD TV a few days ago, and the TV is very clear."

Lu Xun’s TV has been used for more than ten years. It was bought by Lu Yecheng when he was married. It often snows and the screen goes black from time to time. However, Lu Xun only follows Lu Yecheng to watch the news broadcast at 07:30 in the evening. He doesn’t like to watch anything else. , Deeply aware of the ever-changing world and the magic of spreading news in a second.

"No, I'm going home to cook." Lu Xun said, since Lu Yecheng ate Lu Xun's cooking, he never entered the kitchen again.

However, he began to consider Lu Xun's opinion, and tried to sell his medicinal wine and some fire-reducing herbal tea in the nearby town market, and he didn't return home until seven or eight o'clock every day.

"Anyway, your dad comes back so late every day, so don't burn it today, come to my house to eat." Lu Xiaomao persevered.

"Hey, I said who followed others like a mangy dog. It turned out to be Sister Mao Mao." A voice with a male duck voice came from behind.

"Don't talk nonsense, Xiaomao is still a boy because he has thin skin and tender flesh!"

"Hey, Lu Feng, isn't this your younger brother? Why did he get mixed up with Xiao Mao?"

When Lu Xun turned around, he saw a group of youths with messy dyed hair who looked like fifteen or sixteen years old, standing beside him was a fat man who looked like a ball.

The fat man looked at him with disgust and snorted coldly.

Lu Xun frowned slightly, and recognized this person as Lu Feng, the precious son of his second uncle's family. He was one year older than him. Now he was in the first grade of junior high school in the town, and he came back every Saturday every week.

"Really, I heard that your brother lost his memory, is it true? Do you still remember that your own mother ran away with a wild man?" The yellow-haired one who took the lead laughed, as if he had told a very funny joke .

"Tsk tsk, brother, he has amnesia, don't use this kind of thing to provoke him." Another yellow hair said, "I think he saw that he pretended to have amnesia on purpose, so that he can make excuses for bad grades. I really want to lose my memory!"

"Even if he doesn't lose his memory, he is still a fool who gets zero marks in every exam." Lu Feng said disdainfully, because he pushed Lu Xun into the river, he was so afraid that he didn't go home for a month, until his mother said that Lu Xun hadn't recovered his memory at all. He didn't expect to see Lu Xun as soon as he came back. Looking at Lu Xun standing there, he always felt that he was a little strange.

Lu Feng took two steps forward, when Lu Xun suddenly bent down and picked up a short wooden stick, Lu Feng took a step back in fright, and looked at him warily: "What do you want!"

Lu Xun glanced at Lu Feng who was surrounded by those monsters and ghosts. There was a trace of guilt on Lu Feng's face, which made Lu Xun have a vague guess in his heart.

Lu Xun held the wooden stick, shook it casually, and said with a chuckle, "What do I want to do? Don't you know very well?"

Lu Feng only felt that Lu Xun, who was opposite him, was very imposing. Being watched by him was more stressful than being watched by the director of the teaching department. He shrank his neck, thinking of so many people behind him, how could he be afraid of a Lu Xun with so many people? Can't follow?Thinking of this, Lu Feng raised his head, and said confidently: "Lu Xun, do you want to hit someone with a stick!"

"So what?" Lu Xun looked at Lu Feng and said casually.

Lu Feng originally wanted to see Lu Xun shrinking his head, but he didn't expect him to admit it so carelessly. He panicked, and blurted out what he was thinking in an instant: "You, do you remember?"

"What did you remember, Lu Feng, didn't you say that you want to go home to get the money, and invite the brothers to go to the Internet cafe?" A yellow-haired man was very impatient, and stared at Lu Xun and Lu Xiaomao fiercely, "You two Boy, get out of the way!"

Lu Xiaomao shrank behind Lu Xun in fright, and said in a low voice: "Lu Xun, those few of them are gangsters from the junior high school in the town. We will be going to school in the second half of the year, so don't mess with them."

Lu Xun didn't know what an Internet cafe was, but these gangster-like students would never take Lu Feng to a good place.

Sure enough, Lu Feng immediately became anxious when he heard the big yellow hair talking. He lied to his mother to come back to get the review materials. If he let his mother know that he went to the Internet cafe, he would be beaten to death.

Lu Xiaomao widened his eyes and looked at them: "Minors are not allowed to go to Internet cafes."

"It's none of your business, you two get away with me!" Huang Mao raised his hand to slap Lu Xiaomao, but unexpectedly, he was grabbed firmly by one hand.

"You fucking want to die!" Huang Mao broke into a cold sweat and realized that he couldn't shake off his hand, and turned around and shouted, "Why are you still standing there, hit me!"

……

The group of yellow hairs in the back didn't react a little, his boss was actually pinched by a primary school student and couldn't break free!

"I don't want to hit people." Lu Xun said, "You don't need a stick to beat people."

Then let go of the big yellow-haired brother's hand, and hit his... ass with a stick.

"Oh——" Huang Mao became angry, "How dare you spank my ass!"