good boy

When Lin Bocong asked Lin Yu to kneel in the ancestral hall, no one in the family dared to make him get up.

After all, the Lin family is a traditional family that puts etiquette first, and branches and leaves as the source. Lin Bo needs to show the majesty of the head of the family, excluding his own preference for his son.

Just because it was born by oneself, it is even more difficult to condone it.

Fortunately, this day is not considered cold, the temperature drops during the day, and there is still some residual temperature at night.

The light and shadow of the lit candles in the ancestral hall flickered, giving off a hazy yellow feeling.

Lin Yu moved his knees a little to relieve the numbness in his legs, and after feeling better, he knelt upright again.

There were footsteps outside the door, and with a creak, Wen Zhouyao came in with dinner.

"Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin didn't sleep." Wen Zhouyao told him.Then he walked to his side, handed the chopsticks and the bowl to him and said, "Sister-in-law specially made it for you, your favorite chicken shredded noodles."

"I won't eat." Lin Yu shook his head, "I'm not hungry."

Wen Zhouyao was condescending, looked at him silently for a few seconds, and asked, "Usually there are a lot of excuses when you are scolded, but now you kneel here so obediently, do you really feel that you are at fault?"

Lin Yu raised his head to look at Wen Zhouyao, then lowered his eyelashes again, and just said: "No, but I should."

Wen Zhouyao put the bowl on the desk beside him, raised his trouser legs and squatted down next to the child, with one elbow resting on his knee, and the other hand went to touch Lin Yu's forehead.

The wound on the child's back has been treated with medicine, and his lips are chapped and white.

Wen Zhouyao saw Lin Yu like this for the first time in so many years.

A few years ago, the milk dumpling that was always chirping in my ear like a sparrow really grew up a lot, and it was only this time that Wen Zhouyao had such a substantive feeling.He knows how much he cares about his family. The Lin family is like the source of all his nutrients. In this world, he lives like a free fish.Always having fun, being carefree.

He was able to cause such a major event that shook the foundation of the Lin family, which exceeded everyone's expectations.

It also includes Wen Zhouyao.

But he didn't ask him why like others did.

"I have a little fever." Wen Zhouyao frowned, withdrew his hand and asked him, "Do you want to go back to the room with me?"

"Brother." Lin Yu smiled and said to him, "Did you notice that this is the first time you have invited me to your room in these few years."

"Did you miss my room?" Wen Zhouyao asked back.

Lin Yu touched his nose and was speechless.

Wen Zhouyao continued: "Aunt Lin Shulin will not really want you to kneel here all night. If you don't go back, they probably won't be able to sleep all night."

"I know." Lin Yu licked his dry lower lip, "But rules are rules."

There are industry rules in the industry, and the Lin family also has the rules of the Lin family.

Lin Yu knew that he was not very smart.

I always have my own persistence on things that don't seem to be so important.

It's just that, in this life, he had already locked himself in the set of rules in his heart in advance.

A few minutes later, Wen Zhouyao came in again with a mat, closed the gate of the ancestral hall, spread the mat beside Lin Yu and said, "It's okay if you don't go back, come here and take the medicine first."

Lin Yu looked at the battle and asked him, "You want to stay here with me?"

"Otherwise?" Wen Zhouyao glanced at him, "Come here."

Lin Yu is not stubborn anymore, after all, his goal has never been to use his body as a condition to achieve his goal, and there is no need to make trouble for the whole family.

Lin Yu propped up his knees and tried to stand up, but when his feet gave way, he threw himself forward.

Wen Zhouyao pulled him in time, and Lin Yu's nose just hit his collarbone, and a numbness rushed from the bridge of his nose to the top of his head.Lin Yu held his nose and raised his face, vaguely: "It's over, it's about to collapse."

Wen Zhouyao raised his face with his chin in his hands, and met a pair of tear-filled eyes.

"Pain?" Seeing his appearance, Wen Zhouyao raised the corners of his mouth imperceptibly, took off Lin Yu's hand covering his nose and said, "It's not collapsed."

Lin Yu didn't need any effort to get up, and simply turned over in that position, and lay directly in Wen Zhouyao's arms.

"It's fine if it doesn't collapse." Lin Yu breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at his brother's chin and said, "Brother, you don't actually need to stay here with me."

"Stop talking nonsense." Wen Zhouyao followed him and moved back, leaning his back under the desk, bent one long leg to support Lin Yu's waist, making sure that he would not touch his back hurt.

Then he took the soaked medicine from the counter with his backhand, handed it to Lin Yu's mouth and said, "You have already made sure that everyone will have to stay with you tonight and prepare, so please stop talking."

Lin Yu shut up completely, obediently lowered his head and drank the medicine in one breath.

He wrinkled his face, and before he could say the bitter words, a toffee was stuffed into his mouth.

"Where did it come from?" Lin Yu pushed the candy from the right side of his mouth to the left side, and asked in surprise.

Wen Zhouyao: "Aunt Lin knew you had a fever. She gave it to me when she was getting medicine in the kitchen. She knew you were afraid of suffering."

Lin Yu was silent for a while, then hesitated: "My mother..."

"Very good, except that I am a little worried about your injuries, and I have been scolding you for being ignorant." Wen Zhouyao put back the medicine bowl he drank, and he paused for a few seconds in that action, and then said: "I The surname is Wen, you can tell that the Lin family is not a weak generation, you don't have to think of them as... weak."

Wen Zhouyao has been carefully considering his words. The cognition that Lin Yu is extremely intelligent has been confirmed many years ago, and even once made the Lin family worry about whether he can support him or not.

Wen Zhouyao looked down at the person in his arms, and twisted his fleshy earlobes with his fingers.

"The biggest weakness of your parents has always been you." Wen Zhouyao said, "Lin Yu, do you understand this?"

Lin Yu suddenly fell silent.

After a while, he moved his body and changed his posture.

The touch behind him is very real, and the bones of the young man have a broad and mature temperature.

What does Wen Zhouyao look like now to him?Even if he loses his parents, he still grows into a dazzling existence like the proud son of heaven.He has a wide range of hobbies, talent and hard work, and he can do everything almost perfectly.

Have your own social circle, meet friends when you go out, and family members waiting when you go back.

No matter how bad it is, there is still such an annoying spirit waiting for him as long as he is at home, who can call brother eight hundred times a day.

In the future, he will have the confidence to choose and a vast world.

Maybe you can find a lover who loves each other and join hands happily for a lifetime.

At least, no matter what the future holds, he is no longer that person who sits in the corner during holidays and festivals, and Lin Yu hardly notices him.It's not the guy who packs his bags and walks away without any worries.Not to mention the last Wen Zhouyao who stood alone in front of the tombstone, with only Fengshuang knife carved on his eyebrows.

In this human scene, Lin Yu holding this person seems to be able to hold himself, not to be swallowed by the past, and to have the courage to move forward.

The Lin family has never been weak, of course he knows it.

His parents put him in the softest position in his heart, and he knew it better.

But precisely because there are people and things that I want to keep, some words cannot be said, and some things must be done.

Lin Yu shrunk down a little, slammed his chin on Wen Zhouyao's knee, looked at the position of the gate and said, "Brother, did my parents ask you to talk about it?"

"Yeah." Wen Zhouyao didn't hide anything, he smoothed the soft hair on the back of Lin Yu's head with his hand and asked him: "Then do you have anything to say? About this incident."

"It's nothing, I just think my dad is old-fashioned, and there are some things that should be innovated." Lin Yu said: "Didn't I go to a teenager's sculpture class a while ago, I had some new ideas, and I didn't expect things to be so serious. .”

Lin Yu said it innocently and aggrieved, but his face and tone were always facing the door.

Wen Zhouyao raised his fingers and lowered his head to tap on the top of his head, reminding him: "It's over, now that you've found out, don't deliberately make your father angry. Do you think the beating is not enough?"

Lin Yu grinned happily at his brother, grinning again as he hurt himself.

At this time, there was a murmuring sound outside the door.

Yang Huaiyu thumped Lin Bocong's shoulder, and said, "If you want to see your son, you can watch him, and you must drag me here to shame him!"

"Who came to see that stinky boy!" Lin Bocong was a little embarrassed and angry: "I came to see him to know that he was wrong, but you heard it just now, what did he say? !"

"You can shut up!" Yang Huaiyu was so angry that he pulled him: "Go, go, go back to sleep."

The sound of footsteps drifted away.

Lin Bocong: "Who was the one who just kept circling in the room saying he couldn't sleep?"

Yang Huaiyu: "I can sleep now, okay? My eldest son is inside. Why can't I fall asleep. He is more reliable to your son than you, a father!"

Lin Bocong: "Didn't you give birth to that stinky boy? Look at his virtue of being lazy on his brother, as if he has no bones. Seeing it makes me angry."

Yang Huaiyu: "The eldest son is willing to be used to it, so what does it matter to you? Besides, if you don't beat him like that, can he rely on his brother? It's all your fault!"

"It's all my fault, are you being unreasonable?"

……

The noisy voice gradually disappeared.

The surroundings of the ancestral hall became quiet again, except for the occasional slight crackling sound of burning candles.

Lin Yu seemed to be looking for something to say when he had nothing to say: "Brother, why do you say that you are spoiling me, and you have always disliked me."

I have disliked him since I was a child, and I think he is too talkative and pretentious.

"You are quite self-aware." Wen Zhouyao dealt with him indifferently.

Lifting the clothes on Lin Yu's back with his hands, he saw the criss-cross scars on the white and tender back, and his brows frowned slightly.

Lin Yu turned his head to Wen Zhouyao on his stomach: "Then you can endure not hitting me for so many years, does it prove that you still like me?"

Wen Zhouyao gently put down his clothes and glanced at him.

"I found that you still don't have a comprehensive understanding of yourself."

"What?" Lin Yu asked.

"You're still thick-skinned."