Flower World

Yu Zhiyao lay in the hospital for a week, and then went home.

Two bodyguards used a stretcher to carry him all the way to the upstairs bedroom, and the mute and Song Yichen worked together to carry him onto the big bed.He stretched his arms and legs straight, and three of his limbs were covered with plaster casts, except for one left hand which remained intact.The bodyguard put away the stretcher and retreated. The dumb man stood by the bed, and saw Song Yichen leaning over in front of Yu Zhiyao, and solemnly warned: "Second Lord, don't move around. It's the one with long bones now. At that time, if you don’t take care of it well, you will become disabled.”

Yu Zhiyao nodded slightly on the pillow.He understands this truth. Zhang Zhaoxiang in his family is an example.

Song Yichen still maintained a bent posture, the tip of his nose was about to rub against Yu Zhiyao's face.As if it had to be so, his words could exert the greatest deterrent effect.Threateningly raised a finger, he lowered his voice and said, "Don't move!"

The mute smiled secretly, feeling that Song Yichen was about to bite.

After Song Yichen left, the mute brought a small basin of warm water to the side of the bed, soaked the soap and applied it on Yu Zhiyao's cheeks and chin.Picking up the razor and bending down, he carefully shaved off the stubble for the other party.

After wringing out a hot towel and wiping his face, the mute said "ah" to Yu Zhiyao in this rare opportunity to be alone.

He wanted to know if Yu Zhiyao was still in pain, but Yu Zhiyao turned away expressionlessly without saying a word.

Not saying a word is also an answer, which means that he has suffered to an unspeakable degree.The mute understood, so he stopped asking.

Another terrifying memory appeared in Yu Zhiyao's mind.

The nightmare has a new picture - as long as he closes his eyes, there will be a flash of car lights in front of him.Suddenly there was severe pain in his two calves, because his bones were being crushed by the wheels.

He didn't expect that He Dianying would deal a cruel blow to him, but this is indeed He Dianying's style of doing things.

Occasionally, Yu Zhiyao would find He Dianying an eyesore and annoyance, but she couldn't hate him; even now, he still doesn't hate him.You are evil, and I am not kind.Everyone is willing to fight against each other.

Song Yichen asked Yu Zhiyao to "don't move", Zhang Zhaoxiang limped slightly to the second master, showed his own experience, and the conclusion was also "don't move".So Yu Zhiyao just lay on the bed day and night, really motionless.

The mute took care of his eating and drinking with one hand.He was a big man with thick arms and long legs, and only a dumb man could move him around.The air of the old days suddenly thickened, and Yu Zhiyao remembered that when she was ten years old, she was disembowelled by her father. When she was recuperating, she was taken care of by a mute, and there was only one mute.

Lying on the bed and turning his face away, he said this to the mute.The mute smiled, and then stretched out his arms to draw a length, indicating that Yu Zhiyao was very small at that time.

Putting his hands down, he looked down at Yu Zhiyao again, trying to find clues of his childhood from Yu Zhiyao's face.Yu Zhiyao was really thin and handsome back then, no one thought that he would grow taller and taller, and finally turned into a big man with broad shoulders and broad back.

He looked at Yu Zhiyao, and Yu Zhiyao also looked at him.The two sides looked at each other for a moment, and Yu Zhiyao slowly closed her eyes.

Yu Zhiyao lay on the bed for four months.After four months, he became completely paralyzed, because all the muscles in his body had atrophied.But the broken bone healed very well, at least from the X-ray film, it was very good.

Rehabilitation is another life-and-death struggle.After exercising until the Spring Festival, he was able to walk alone with crutches, but he didn't walk very far. He often stopped after taking seven or eight steps. Although he still had energy in his heart, his legs bent by themselves. With a "gudong" he fell to his knees, his knees were always blue and purple.

In addition, my right hand is no longer as flexible as it used to be, and my arm hurts so much that I can't even use chopsticks.Feng'er is now on winter vacation and has nothing to do, so she sits in front of Yu Zhiyao three times a day, holding a rice bowl to feed him, and only feeds him a small mouthful at a time, because she is afraid that he will choke, cough, and break his lungs .

Yu Zhiyao found that Feng'er was getting uglier.

She has probably entered the growth period, her arms and legs are all stretched out, but her body is small and her head is small; a beautiful little face with tight brows and pretty eyes is becoming more and more contoured, and there is even a hint of sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks.

Yu Zhiyao saw it, but didn't say anything.There is only such a happy and carefree person in the family, he can't make trouble for the children.

The solar terms change, winter goes to spring, and the name He Dianying finally completely disappears in Tianjin Wei.Everyone heard that he was escorted to Manchuria by his Japanese master.But the place outside the customs is so big, it is impossible to know where the people are.

He Dianying disappeared without a trace, and the disciples and grandchildren he left behind also found places to hibernate like autumn insects, and they never dared to show off their power again.

Yu Zhiyao owned the entire British Concession, but she couldn't get out of her Yu mansion.

On a sunny day in May, he walked down the second floor and entered the courtyard for the first time by himself.Sitting on the marble steps in front of the building with the help of the mute, he also wanted to see the sun and bask in the sun.

The mute was too busy watering the flowers to accompany him.He stretched his legs and lowered his head, quietly staring at an ant crawling in front of him.A pair of eyes slowly turned from left to right with the ant, and finally he leaned over and stretched out his left hand, pinching the little black ant.

The little black ant moved its tentacles between his fingers, and then cleverly crawled across the fingers and onto the back of his hand.He raised his arm and slowly changed his posture, letting the little black ant crawl around in circles on his hand.

The little black ant is so small, but it crawls very fast, and rushes to the shirt cuff without any hesitation.Yu Zhiyao blew two breaths at it, but couldn't stop it, so she had to raise her right hand to grab it in desperation.The fingers of his right hand were numb and dull, and he crushed the little black ant to death all at once.

Yu Zhiyao wanted to catch another ant, but there were no more ants passing by.After waiting patiently for a long time, he finally only waited for Zhang Zhaoxiang to come.

Zhang Zhaoxiang walked out of the building in a hurry, and said in surprise: "Hey, second master, it's so hot here!"

Yu Zhiyao looked up at him: "Why go?"

Zhang Zhaoxiang smiled and said, "Isn't it the first month of the month? I'll send monthly money to Boss Du."

Yu Zhiyao froze for a moment: "Who?"

Zhang Zhaoxiang bent over in front of him, amiable and shrewd, just like a standard housekeeper: "It's Du Fangqing, did you forget about this person?"

Yu Zhiyao had indeed forgotten about Du Fangqing.Raising his hand and waving lightly, he lowered his head expressionlessly.

Zhang Zhaoxiang bowed to him with a happy face, and then walked out briskly.

Taking a car through the streets, Zhang Zhaoxiang got off the car in front of a small courtyard.

Raising her hand to pat the door knocker several times, the door opened in response, and Du Fangqing showed her face timidly: "Master Zhang, you are here."

I don't know when he started calling Zhang Zhaoxiang from "Little Zhang" to "Master Zhang".Stretching out his hand sideways to the courtyard, he said softly with a wink, "It's a hot day, please come in and have a cup of tea."

Zhang Zhaoxiang stepped into the door and saw that although the house was old, it was clean everywhere.The flowers and plants in the corner of the courtyard are lush, but there is no vitality.Reaching out his hand from the pocket of his robe, he took out an envelope and handed it to Du Fangqing. He stopped and said, "I won't drink the tea. There are things waiting for me at home. I can't sit still."

Du Fangqing took the envelope with both hands, and squeezed out the soft banknotes inside.After tentatively casting a glance at Zhang Zhaoxiang, he carefully asked, "Second Master's leg...is it better?"

Zhang Zhaoxiang smiled wryly and shook his head: "It's been seven or eight months, but I still have to move from upstairs to downstairs."

When Du Fangqing heard this, she frowned and lowered her head, and let out a soft "oh".

Zhang Zhaoxiang has always treated Du Fangqing as a concubine.Going back to the next hall, but after all, it was used by the master, so I should know how to measure and avoid suspicion.Turning around and staggering towards the courtyard gate, he left without looking back.

Du Fangqing stood blankly in the courtyard holding the envelope, and weighed all the people in the Yu mansion, and felt that none of them were meticulous and considerate, and all of them were rough.And Yu Zhiyao was injured in such a field, how could he resist those guys' teasing?

With a dejected sigh, he slowly walked back into the room, thinking at the same time: "Unfortunately, I am not qualified."