Slag Attack Rebirth Manual

After quitting his job in the South, Ye Ling returned to his hometown and helped take care of the factory at home.

His life is also busy every day, and he also eats three meals a day.

But the family didn't introduce girls to him anymore, because Papa Ye felt that if his son hadn't come out for a day, he shouldn't get married and have children.

Mother Ye might somewhat disagree, but she didn't say anything.

On the other hand, the neighbors around were very enthusiastic about Ye Ling's marriage, and would send three aunts and six wives to inquire about it from time to time.

This is the same reason that someone will be stared at if a girl is waiting to be married.

Generally speaking, Ye Ling felt better when he got home, and felt more at ease.

But the pressure is also great, and I don't know how to face the expectations of my parents.

In mid-September, Ye Ling suddenly received a picture on his mobile phone.

Under the sunshine of autumn, there are two steeds galloping recklessly on the grass...

It turned out that it was late autumn again, the anniversary of their acquaintance.

This picture was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, making Ye Ling, who had always been quite strong, unable to bear it.

He was locked up in his room for a whole day, without food or water.

This is the feeling of being useless. I feel that eating, drinking and sleeping are superfluous.

Ye Ling knew very well that if he couldn't do it like this, his family members would worry and feel sad, but he didn't even have the strength to stand up and get out of this square inch.

It wasn't until the family members realized something was wrong that they opened the door and called Ye Ling up.

Papa Ye sighed when he saw his son in a daze.

He said to his wife: "The child can't go on like this, it will be ruined if it goes on like this."

Mother Ye couldn't come up with a good idea: "Then what do you think we should do? Find him a psychiatrist, do you think he can do it?"

"Those are all scams. What effect can they have?" Papa Ye smoked shredded tobacco and thought hard, but there was nothing he could do: "Xiaoyun, has your brother eaten?" He asked when he saw his daughter coming out.

"Dad, isn't my brother suffering from anorexia? He said he wasn't hungry." Ye Yun looked worried, worried about her elder brother.

"What anorexia?" The old man didn't understand.

"I just don't want to eat, and I feel sick when I see food." Ye Yun said.

"Isn't that a pregnancy reaction?" Ye Haoshen said, and was knocked on the head.

His daughter-in-law hugged the child and said, "Has the eldest brother lost his love?" It seemed so.

"Alas..." The daughter-in-law said it right, Ye Guoqiang thought of the past and felt depressed: "My old Ye family has suffered for countless generations, and seeing life getting better, God let us share this matter."

When everyone was silent, they only heard Ye Guoqiang say: "Everyone come and tell me, do you want a son or a big brother, or a grandson or a nephew?"

Ye Yun was the first to express her opinion, "Where can my nephew come from without a big brother, I want a big brother."

Ye Hao and his daughter-in-law looked at each other, and said that they wanted a big brother.

"What about you?" Mother Ye is left, let's see how she chooses.

Mother Ye glanced at Ye Yun subconsciously, she still clearly remembered what her daughter said to her.

"Hey, I definitely want a son, what kind of eyes do you have, who do you think I am?" Are you annoyed?

"In this case, then I... decided, from now on, keep your mouth shut and stop talking nonsense in front of Ling Zi." Ye Guoqiang said.

"This is for sure, there is no such person in our family!" Unite as one!

"Okay!" Looking at the daughter-in-law, children, and grandchildren in the room, Ye Guoqiang was proud of himself.

Although he is not rich and powerful, he feels that he has not failed in life, and no matter how hard and tiring he is, he brought his wife and children to come here.

Pushing open the door of Ye Ling's room, Papa Ye walked in.

At this moment, Ye Ling was sitting by the bed, looking at a corner with unfocused eyes.

"Dad." When he realized that his father had entered, he regained his senses a little.

"Lingzi, why don't you eat?" Father Ye was sitting beside him.

"Oh, I'll go out to eat later." Ye Ling calmed down and said quickly, "It's nothing, I'm a little tired."

Ye Guoqiang said: "You have been tired for more than half a year, and you haven't relaxed. I think there is no hope for you to relax."

Ye Ling felt extremely guilty, and was ashamed of what his father said.

The family finally paid for themselves with hard-earned money, but what have they done...

"I'm sorry." Apart from this sentence, I couldn't find anything else.

"I'm sorry for what you said, and you didn't want to come. No one can help themselves when they live." Ye Guoqiang could see it, took two puffs of cigarettes and said, "I have three children in my family, and all three are good children. You didn't disappoint me and your mother. You are the proudest child of Dad, you were before, you are now, and you will definitely be in the future."

"..." Ye Ling couldn't help lowering her head, the more she did this, the more she couldn't forgive herself.

"Go to him, find someone you like." A father's love has no bottom line.

He doesn't ask children to be the best in everything, as long as they don't commit crimes or do bad things, they can go as they please.

"Dad..." Ye Ling shook her shoulders, which had lost a lot of weight, and broke down in tears: "Thank you Dad... thank you... thank you..."

Ye Guoqiang put his arm around his son's shoulder, patted it lightly, and cried with him for a long time.

"Go, go out to eat, you haven't had dinner yet."

When Ye Ling walked out of the room with red eyes, she saw her mother, sister, younger siblings, and the little nephew in the arms of the younger siblings.

They all looked at themselves with exactly the same eyes, with kindness and tolerance, encouragement and concern.

Home is the warmest harbor. When you give your heart to your home, why don't your family members give back to you with all their heart and soul.

……

September No. 20, Ye Ling dragged his bags and set foot on the journey back to Beijing.

The road was in good condition. I arrived at the door after one o'clock in the afternoon. When I opened the long-lost door, there was a layer of dust inside.

Ye Ling started to clean the house, cleaning the three bedrooms and one living room, just like before.

He treasured and touched those things that belonged to Zhuang Xuran with nostalgia, with a gentle smile on his lips.

Although his family agreed, Zhuang Xuran's family still had a problem.

Ye Ling didn't dare to contact Zhuang Xuran rashly, but he knew that the person he loved was just like him, as deeply in love as ever.

In short, no matter what, Ye Ling felt relieved after getting rid of the shackles of getting married and having children.

He got the understanding of his parents and relatives, and he is still very moved and grateful.

……

On the same night, Cao Zheng suddenly called Zhuang Xuran and said, "I saw your house was lit."

The person who was holding the water glass, the transparent glass slipped from his hand and fell violently.

"What's wrong?" The family members around were frightened, and they all looked at him who answered the phone.

"It's okay... I feel a little uncomfortable all of a sudden, I'll go upstairs to rest." Zhuang Xuran said, and hung up the phone at the same time.

The figure of him going upstairs seemed to be getting thinner and thinner, and even Mr. Zhuang also raised it.

"Has Xiaoran lost weight recently?"

Mrs. Tong said: "If you don't eat, you won't gain weight."

Everyone fell silent.

"Is it because the new cook doesn't taste good? He's not used to it?" Zhuang Xudong ate the food in his mouth and said, "This cook is from the south, he cooks so lightly."

Mr. Zhuang said: "That's because your mother wants to eat light food, it has nothing to do with the cook."

Old Madam Tong sighed: "Then change the cook."

……

Later, the cook of the dealer was dismissed and had to be replaced according to Zhuang Xuran's taste.

But after trying several times in a row, it didn't work.

One day the old lady was interviewing a young man, and she said to him: "My youngest son is a picky eater, so I need to try it out for two days. If he likes to eat your dishes, then you can stay." In other words In short, if you don't like it, you can't get the job.

The young man nodded and said it was okay, he was willing to try it out for two days.

This evening was the first day, and the young man had been busy all afternoon in the dealer's kitchen, making a sumptuous dinner.

When dining at the master's house, he stayed silently in his temporary dormitory and had a simple dinner.

……

Sitting at his own dining table, looking at the food in front of him, Zhuang Xuran picked up his chopsticks as usual and ate casually.

He didn't know that his mother was watching his meal every night.

In front of him was a poached egg with minced meat, a very homely dish, but the scene seemed familiar.

For this nostalgic deja vu, Zhuang Xuran picked up a large piece, and took a big bite as if torturing himself... He knew it was just wishing for plums to quench his thirst, but he was satisfied.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Mrs. Tong noticed that her son's expression was a bit strange. Could it be that he was too salty?

"..." Zhuang Xuran seemed to be certain of something, and ate a few more mouthfuls. Each mouthful was accompanied by a different expression, which was lively and interesting.

He didn't answer the old lady's words, and started to try other dishes.

They are all familiar and eaten.

The presentation is exactly the same, the taste is exactly the same.

If Ye Ling didn't do it, Zhuang Xuran could cut off his head and kick it as a ball!

"Mom." He asked calmly, "Has our family changed chefs?"

Mrs. Tong said, "It's changed, how are you eating?"

Zhuang Xuran said: "I eat very well, not bad, what do you think?"

The old lady Tong was very happy, and said with a smile: "That's good, then it's settled, and he is the only one. I eat well, and the taste is very good."

"Yeah." Zhuang Xuran agreed firmly, but in fact his hand holding the chopsticks was already trembling.

The hand that was placed under the table could hardly be controlled, and he grabbed his pants hard.

Damn, excited.

This meal was the most satisfying meal that Zhuang Xuran had eaten in almost a year, and he ate a big bowl more than usual.

Old Madam Tong smiled from ear to ear, it seems that this chef is the right one.

So after dinner, Mrs. Tong immediately went to Ye Ling and told him that the contract could be formally signed.

"My son likes to eat your meals."

Until the old lady left, Ye Ling was still echoing these words in his heart, feeling extremely excited.

Yes, Ye Ling really wanted to see Zhuang Xuran soon.

However, he was a little scared, afraid that his arrival would cause mistakes.

At the same time, Zhuang Xuran was in his own room with his eyes open, seemingly too excited to fall asleep.

He took out his phone and couldn't help but share it.

"Cao San'er, didn't you tell me a few days ago that you saw..."

"That's right." Cao Zheng said, "Xu Ran, maybe he's back, but you..." Even if he really came back, it's useless.

At most, it was to comfort myself that he was not far from him.

"Well, let me tell you, he's at my house." When Zhuang Xuran said this, he was snickering, biting his lips with his teeth, trying to control the uncontrollable excitement.

"What!!" His words stunned Cao Zheng's little friend: "You said Ye Ling is at your house? Damn, how is that possible? Xu Ran, you have delusional disorder, right?"

"You're delusional, I mean it."

"But how is it possible..." Cao Zheng couldn't figure it out.

"He's working as a cook at my house." The corners of Zhuang Xuran's mouth could not be restrained from curling up.

"It's really...he can be regarded as..." Cao Zheng didn't know what to say, there were many emotions in his heart, the most happy thing was for Zhuang Xuran: "You have made it through." After a long silence, he said.

"Yeah." The two couldn't help laughing, such hearty laughter was so long-lost, it was so comforting.

……

The morning sun woke up Ye Ling in the room.He got up, dressed and washed, and prepared to make breakfast for the family.

Zhuang Xuran's home is a three-story duplex building with a garden, with a mix of Chinese and Western styles, and it's hard to tell which one is more biased.

Ye Ling lives in the staff dormitory at the back of the garden, and there are other servants of the dealer with him, a total of five people.

It was still early, and Ye Ling was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron.

This morning, he is going to cook a table of classic Chinese breakfast.

Hearing the sound of the porridge rolling away, Ye Ling turned around to take a look, so he met Zhuang Xuran at the door without any precautions.

The four eyes meet, and the time freezes.

The thin man was wearing light gray pajamas, he still looked familiar to him, but he was a little too thin...

"I'm hungry, let me get some fruit."

Zhuang Xuran also saw him, he looked calm on the surface, but his heart was already surging with all kinds of emotions.He tried hard to control himself and walked to the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator with trembling fingers, and took out an apple with trembling fingers.

He's at his own home, at his own home...can't think anymore...

"Drink a cup of hot water first." Ye Ling told him subconsciously.

"..." Zhuang Xuran took a deep breath, closed the refrigerator door, and turned around, facing Ye Ling who had been looking at him.

I haven't seen each other for almost a year, and I'm as thin as myself...

"I miss you very much." Seeing the long-lost lover, Ye Ling's eyes quickly warmed up, and finally let go of all worries and burdens, and walked over to hug that person without any scruples.

The red apples fell from their hands and rolled down to their feet.

Zhuang Xuran embraced Ye Ling's generous back, feeling the warm embrace that he missed day and night but couldn't ask for. At this moment, he hoped that time would not pass by and stop here.

"I miss you too, Ye Ling." The voice trembled slightly.

The long-lost name finally overflowed from his mouth again, and he really missed him.

Several times I couldn't think about it and wanted to find him.

Ye Ling tightened her arms and hugged Zhuang Xuran tighter and harder.As if wanting to embed someone into his body, he was reluctant to let go.

Only after experiencing the loss can one know that life without Zhuang Xuran is muddled, without him there is no soul and no meaning.

"Zhuang Xuran, I miss you so much..." Ye Ling couldn't stop laughing, and moved her lips to her lover's face inch by inch, leaving wet marks and warmth.

"..." Zhuang Xuran raised his head, matching his kiss, a wet French kiss.

"Well...don't be too presumptuous..." After kissing for a while, Ye Ling reluctantly ended, her arms still wrapped around Zhuang Xuran's waist.

"Heh..." This is already very satisfying, Zhuang Xuran never thought that Ye Ling would come to his home.

Really not, never dreamed of.

"I'll close the door first." Ye Ling smiled sheepishly, let go of Zhuang Xuran, then went to close the concealed door and locked it.

"It's like a dream, why did you come to my house?" Zhuang Xuran murmured, his eyes never left Ye Ling's body, and his eyes were full of surprise and anxiety.

Ye Ling came over and took his hands: "I came here specially to find you." He smiled happily, and put his forehead against Zhuang Xuran's and said, "I have good news for you." The joy in his eyes quickly drowned over him.

"What?" Zhuang Xuran opened his big eyes and looked at him reluctantly.

"I'm not getting married anymore." Ye Ling kissed him again, and announced out of breath after the kiss: "I will guard you for the rest of my life, until you can be with me, until you are [-] or [-], I will still guard you, okay?"

Don't lie this time, this time it's true!

"..." Zhuang Xuran opened his mouth slightly, forgot to react, forgot to think, only Ye Ling's promise was in his mind.

forever?

Don't get married, don't want any children, just the two of you, seven or eighty years old...

He said he...

"And my parents also agreed, and our whole family knows about us." Ye Ling was very excited, and hugged the person in his arms tightly and said, "It's really great, thank them, thank you parents, let me I came to see you! You must not know, my mother likes you very much, and she is worried that your family will not agree and treat you badly... She is quite stupid, how could it be bad. "

As he talked, his smile turned into a crying face: "Why have you lost so much weight?"

Is it really bad?But how is it possible, he should be spoiled by others.

"What did you say?" Zhuang Xuran suspected that he was suffering from paranoia. How did he hear Ye Ling say that their family agreed?How is this possible? How could Ye Ling's family agree?

"I said, my parents know that I like you, and they agree with you." Ye Ling spoke clearly in his ear, speaking slowly and forcefully.

But Zhuang Xuran still didn't believe it, he murmured dumbfoundedly: "You lied to me, right? Don't lie to me..."

"It's true!" Ye Ling couldn't laugh or cry, but Zhuang Xuran didn't believe it: "If you don't believe it, find a chance for you to call my parents and let them tell you."

The serious expression does not seem to be deceiving, and Ye Ling never deceives.

Now Zhuang Xuran finally believed it, but he still felt unreliable and unreal.

"Ye Ling, what method did you use..." He just wanted to know, what method was so powerful that his feudal-minded rural parents agreed.

"It's useless. The reason why the parents agree is because they love their children." Ye Ling said seriously, recalling those muddle-headed days, he felt guilty.

"It's the truth." Zhuang Xuran kept hugging Ye Ling tightly while asking, without wasting any time, he thought to death of this person, how could he let go after finally meeting him.

But breakfast was in the kitchen, so Ye Ling couldn't ignore it.

"Zhuang Xuran, let me cook first, okay? You stay here, and I'll talk to you later."

The porridge is boiling, you can't leave it alone.

"Not good." Zhuang Xuran still hugged him tightly, and replied in a muffled voice, burying his face in Ye Ling's arms.

The long-lost coquetry from her lover made Ye Ling smile sincerely and hug him even more lovingly.

"Don't worry, we still have decades left." Now he can finally say this sentence.

The vows of the mountain alliance are not as good as the current scenery.

This unburdened smile is the most wanton Ye Ling Zhuang Xuran has ever seen.

It is so charming.

He just stayed in the kitchen, watching Ye Ling busy cooking, the two of them kept talking, you and me until breakfast was ready.

Ye Ling helped serve the table, and then poured a glass of water for Zhuang Xuran who was beside the table.I still remember that when he wanted to eat fruit, he went to the kitchen to cut a piece of fruit and put it on hand for him.

On the white porcelain plate, there was a circle of little rabbits, which made Zhuang Xuran very happy.

Brother Zhuang came down from upstairs and saw a familiar figure from behind, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"Dad, I want to eat uncle's little rabbit." Ten-year-old son Zhuang Minghao tugged at his sleeve.

"Well, you can ask uncle." He agreed, and then the child went to Zhuang Xuran to ask.

Zhuang Xuran gave him two yuan, and put the rest into his own mouth.

"Brother, there is something I want to tell you."

When going out, Zhuang Xuran called his eldest brother Zhuang Xudong to stop.

The two brothers were talking in the garage. When Ye Ling was working as a chef in his home, Zhuang Xudong's expression might be exactly the same as Cao Zheng's.

"Didn't he go back to his hometown to get married?"

"No, he won't get married in the future, he wants to be with me." Zhuang Xuran smiled, looking at the sky with high clouds and clear sky, he felt as if he had come back to life.

"You...have you forgotten what happened before? Do you think the old lady will let go after a year?" Zhuang Xudong is not sure, too many changes have happened this year, and he is no longer sure that he can be tough again means.

"Did you know that Ye Ling's parents agreed for us to be together." Zhuang Xuran's tone was filled with envy and feeling.

"So you think the old lady will agree?" Zhuang Xudong smiled, but then he didn't know what to say, whether to attack or persuade, he found that he couldn't say anything.

Over the past year, facing Zhuang Xuran, he became more silent day by day.

Zhuang Xuran asked him, "Brother, will you blame me?"

Zhuang Xudong quickly shook his head: "I don't blame you, in fact, my brother has always been quite unhappy..."

Isn't it true that he loves his younger brother so much, but makes his life so sad, watching his weight drop day by day, and his spirit sluggish day by day, his heart aches to death.

"Thank you bro."

Watching his elder brother's car leave, Zhuang Xuran anxiously contacted Ye Ling and asked him to wait for him at the door.

Ye Ling was walking on the side of the road when a silver-blue car drove up and honked its horn several times.

Sitting in this familiar car, the familiar co-pilot, and expertly fastened the seat belt, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Yes, peace of mind.

Then he smiled and said, "Mr. Zhuang, where do you want to take me?" Turning his head to look at his long-lost lover, the happiness now seems to be endless.

"I want to take you to the hotel." Zhuang Xuran tried to calm down, but found that he couldn't calm down at all. He clearly longed to have Ye Ling: "Can you?"

Ye Ling was stunned, but suddenly smiled knowingly, and nodded seriously: "Okay, then go to the room."