From farming to business

The flickering candle flickered as if it would go out at any moment, the dim light could only illuminate a small area, and the entire cell was empty but depressing.

Yu Zhuwen sat in front of the table with his eyes closed, his hands on his knees, as if he didn't care about being in a prison, and he didn't turn his head when he heard a series of footsteps stopping in front of his prison door.

"Go in, talk as soon as you have something to say, don't waste time." The prison chief opened the door with a bunch of keys ringing bells and palms, beckoning the people following to enter.

Nodding to thank him, watching him turn and leave, Yu Fengfang retracted his gaze, stretched out his hand to make a gesture of please, and let the people around him step in first.

Stepping up into the prison cell, Yu Che's gaze fell on his youngest son. After staring at him for a long time, the other party remained indifferent. He sighed, "Zhu Wen..."

As if he realized someone had come in after hearing these two words, Yu Zhuwen slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at them, his face no longer had the lively smile like a child like before, it was as deep as this prison cell.

Maybe they never understood him, this thought suddenly appeared in Yu Feng's mind, he paused, and finally shook his head lightly like a pity.

"Why did you do this? You and your second brother have had a deep relationship since childhood, why did you kill him repeatedly?" After staring at each other in silence for a long time, Yu Che couldn't help but speak first.

Hearing his words, a sneer appeared on Yu Zhuwen's face, and he curled his lips mockingly, "Deep feelings?"

After he said these four words, as if he had heard some joke, he lowered his head and chuckled a few times, then raised his head and laughed with a madness.

When the two frowned slightly, they suddenly turned their heads and looked fiercely, "That's just to make you look up to me to please!"

He yelled this sentence, as if using all his strength, panting heavily, his chest heaving, like a trapped animal in the momentarily silent cell.

Yu Fengyan's mother is married to Mingmei. Even though she passed away, she still has the name of mistress, and he is loved even more because of this. Even if he is a sick child, his father places high hopes on him.

Even if Yu Songyan is not as favored as he is, he is still the eldest son of Yu, and the eldest wife who is in charge of the family is his mother, so he is respected in the mansion.

He is the only one who is said to be the third son of the Yu family, but he is only the son of a concubine. His mother is not taken seriously. Since he can remember, he has seen her do everything to please Wu Yushu in order to survive better. Even himself, he has been told over and over again Respect and love the two elder brothers, don't argue with them in everything.

He refuses to accept it!He wants to fight!He wants to take the entire Yu family into his hands, and he doesn't need to please anyone on his own!

"Oh," he chuckled ironically, and turned his eyes to look at his good second brother, "In Yu Fengyan's eyes, I'm just a little dog wagging my tail and begging for mercy, patting my head when I'm happy , just give me some bones to eat, what kind of younger brother."

The other party's health is not good, and he seems to have a soft temper and bully, but in fact, his bones are full of cold arrogance, and his gentleness towards anyone seems to be a kind of charity.

It's just that I didn't expect that a sick child would be so fatal that he could come back alive, but he lost his memory and didn't know what happened before.

To be honest, he prefers this person's current temperament. I don't know if it was smoothed out after staying in the small village for a long time, or his temperament changed drastically after he lost his memory.

It would be great if he continued to stay in that small village honestly, but he wanted to come back, and the methods that were originally intended to be used on Yu Songyan could only be used on him.

"You are my son and the third young master of the Yu family. Why do you need to belittle yourself and do such a thing? Is this what you want now?" I ignored it to the point of ignoring it, and didn't understand why he was so extreme.

This child has always been lively and mischievous, and he didn't like reading since he was a child. He thought that he had two older brothers to support him, and he didn't control him too much. He often just taught him a few words, and he didn't think about it...

He sighed a long time, his back slightly hunched, showing a bit of old age, "You three, there must be someone who is more free and unrestrained, but I didn't expect that you don't want..."

The person sitting there paused for a moment, turned his face to the side, wondering what he was thinking, Yu Che didn't say any more, waved his hands lightly, turned around and left the cell.

As soon as he left, the atmosphere became even more silent, and amidst the flickering candles, Yu Zhuwen's expression was somewhat difficult to discern.

Yu Feng took two steps forward, lifted his clothes and sat down on the small stool opposite him, the old wood made a slight sound, just like the one he sat on in Xishan Village in the early days.

He sat down without speaking for a long time, Yu Zhuwen raised his eyes, the other party was looking at him, there was no wave in his eyes, he was annoyed, "Are you very proud?!"

Yu Feng shook his head lightly, the corners of his lips curled up, "You really still look like a child playing around."

His expression made Yu Zhuwen go back to the past in a trance, every time he was mischievous, the other party looked at him like this, and sometimes reached out his hand to pat him on the head and said nonsense.

Thinking of this, anger ignited in his heart. To this day, he still seems to be a bitch in the eyes of this person, just tease and coax him, "Don't talk to me with such an expression!"

Seeing him getting angry, Yu Feng stopped his smile and sighed softly, "I don't remember the past, but I think Yu Fengyan once really regarded you as a younger brother, not as someone who needs to take over the family business, but as an ordinary family Generally, I want to pamper my younger brother who has grown up."

Yu Zhuwen was taken aback when he heard this, but was speechless for a moment when he watched him, he pursed his lips tightly, and looked away as if admitting defeat, but his mouth was stubborn, "Hmph, it's just a rebuttal."

No longer arguing with him about this, Yu Feng still kept his eyes on him and said, "You probably didn't want to hurt Yong Yue before."

His tone was firm, Yu Zhuwen paused for a moment, then turned his head, and his eyes collided with him.

"Afterwards he told me that those people gave him birth control pills, and it must have been your intention..." Yu Feng's expression softened, "Although you are the culprit, I should still thank you for this matter .”

Yu Zhuwen's hands on his knees trembled, and then slowly tightened. He raised his head and raised his chin slightly, "I don't need you to thank me."

Yu Feng was a little surprised by his reply like this, but he suddenly realized something, "You..."

"I am willing..." Yu Zhuwen stared at him, his tone showing reluctance, "I am willing to treat him well."

"..." Yu Feng felt that he should say something, but he was speechless for a moment. Looking at the other person's face, he suddenly felt that he really was an unlovable child.

He stood up, stared at the other party with his head down for a while, and finally stroked the wrinkled hem of his clothes, before turning around and leaving, he said, "You can do it yourself."

The cell door was locked again, and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away, Yu Zhuwen suddenly smiled, "Pretending to be prudent, isn't it still a childish jealousy..."

The murmur to himself fell, but his expression turned lonely again, and he turned his eyes to stare at the flickering candle, and laughed at himself in the complete silence.

When Yu Feng stepped out of the prison room, he raised his hand subconsciously to block the direct sunlight. He narrowed his eyes slightly and sighed inwardly.

Putting down his hands, he took a step with his hands behind his back. The Yu family's carriage was waiting not far away. When the waiting boy saw him coming, he bent down and called out to the young master, and stretched out his hand to help him into the carriage.

As soon as he stepped onto the small stool by the side of the carriage with his arm crossed, he heard the sound of another carriage approaching. He paused and turned to look over, and found that it was also Yu Fu's carriage.

He simply withdrew his hands and went back, waiting for the car to stop, watching a familiar little maid emerge from the car, and helped the haggard-looking woman get off the car.

When Fan Yanning stood firm, she saw him stunned, perhaps her eyes were a little red and swollen from crying for a long time, and her expression was dodging, wondering if she should come forward.

On the other hand, Yu Feng saluted her from a distance, and the other party was so busy, he turned his eyes and glanced at the carriage beside him, thinking that she was also nervous when seeing Yu Che at this time, so he raised his hand in the direction of the prison door , to signal her to take care of herself.

Fan Yanning was a little surprised by his attitude. After all, her son wanted to take his life, but this was not the time to think about it. She just paused for a moment, and then walked away quickly with the help of her maidservant. .

Seeing the figure of the woman disappearing through the door, Yu Feng withdrew his gaze and turned to get in the car, but he was also a poor person.

When the curtain was lifted, Yu Che was sitting in the car as if he was closing his eyes and resting his mind. Yu Che opened his eyes and watched him sit down next to him, "Have you finished talking?"

Yu Feng nodded in agreement, the father and son looked at each other speechlessly for a while, they were silent for a moment, and at the same time opened their mouths to say something, he paused and raised his hand as a signal.

Hanging his eyes and pursing the corners of his lips, Yu Che sighed, his expression was heavy, and he spoke again after a while, with a hoarse voice, "Leave him alive..."

Slightly raising his eyebrows, Yu Feng's expression didn't change much, he expected what the other party said, he pondered for a moment, and nodded, "Father thinks the same as I do."

Hearing his words, Yu Che paused, nodded slowly, his face was full of exhaustion, "I owe you one more time for my father."

"No one owes anyone." Yu Feng shook his head and smiled slightly, "But everyone has their own ideas."

After hooking his lips, Yu Che frowned, raised his hand and clenched his fist against his lips and coughed lightly twice, and when the other party reached out to pat him, he raised his hand to refuse, "I'm not strong anymore, and the Yu family will be fine in the future." I want you and Song Yan to worry more."

His words made Yu Feng's expression slightly paused, and he was silent for a long time in the swaying carriage, before he hesitated to say, "I believe that elder brother can be the head of the family."

Yu Che stopped stroking his chest, and looked up at him with a complicated expression, apparently hearing what he meant, "I won't force you about those pair, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Feng shook his head lightly, and finally stretched out his hand to help him smooth his shoulders, "Compared to such a wealthy family, the ordinary life in the countryside is more suitable for me."

His tone was resolute, and the words of advice were useless. Yu Che lowered his eyes and showed a wry smile, "I thought that Zhuwen loved freedom and would not control him, and I thought you loved businessmen so you had high hopes, but it turns out...it's not What you want."

After his words fell, he seemed to be a little older, Yu Feng couldn't bear it, he called his father, but he raised his hand and pressed the back of his hand.

"Forget it." Yu Che patted him, as if he had figured something out for a moment, "I'm getting old, and I can't do many things anymore, so you can do whatever you want, just remember to go home and have a look once in a while."

At this moment, Yu Feng looked at the few strands of silver on the other side's temple, as if he had really become Yu Fengyan, the warm current rising in his heart was different from any time before, perhaps this was the real blood affection.

"Father, don't worry..." He grasped the opponent's palm with his backhand, and folded the other hand, "I am your son, and I will never forget the way home."

Yu Che's face softened a little, and he withdrew his hands and sat up straight, "Although that kid can't speak, he has a tough temper. He's a good guy. You should treat him well in the future. Don't be like me.... I've let a lot of people down."

He replied in a low voice, Yu Feng saw that he closed his eyes and rested his mind, and stopped talking. He felt very relaxed at this moment, he opened the curtain of the car and looked at the street outside, thinking about whether he should bring some delicious food for his little sister at home. go back.