good boy

Lin Yu was injured and stayed in the ancestral hall overnight, and successfully developed a high fever the next day.Wen Zhouyao carried him out of the ancestral hall early the next morning, and when Lin Bocong saw his son lying on the bed with a pale face, all his anger turned into substantial worries.

"Uncle Lin, don't worry, give him another antipyretic medicine at dawn."

At the round table in the center of the room, Wen Zhouyao poured a cup of tea and put it in Lin Bocong's hand.

Lin Yu has fallen asleep.

Lin Bocong took the teacup, looked at the already tall young man and said with emotion: "When you came to the Lin family, you were about the same age as Lin Yu is now, right?"

"Yes." Wen Zhouyao sat down on the opposite side, and smiled: "Uncle Lin just arrived at that time, you were waist high."

"Time flies." Lin Bocong has always regarded Wen Zhouyao as his own son, but it is different from the connivance and preference towards Lin Yu. For him, Lin Bocong has always been lenient and supportive. Said: "If this kid has half of you at that time, it will be reassuring, and my mother and I can live a few more years."

"He also feels uncomfortable." Wen Zhouyao said.

Lin Bocong sighed, "How could I not know. Thinking about it carefully, it may not be all bad things. The Lin family has indeed been at ease for too long." He glanced at the other side of the bed as he spoke, and changed the subject, "But This is not the reason for his mistakes. I knew he would cause trouble sooner or later, my son has a higher heart than the sky, and he has big ideas hidden in his heart. "

Wen Zhouyao looked at Lin Bocong who was drinking tea in silence, and for a moment couldn't tell whether he was angry or praised more.

Lin Bocong took two sips and put down his cup, looked at Wen Zhouyao and finally concluded, "This kid needs discipline."

Wen Zhouyao paused for a moment: "Uncle, did you make any decision?"

"There was a branch in the generation of the great-grandfather of the Lin family, which innovated from the traditional woodcarving skills and incorporated the specialties of each school to form a school of its own. Because it gave up the most core things, it was not recognized by the main family." Lin Bocong said here. Standing up from the table, he casually picked up a book on the shelf and opened it.The layout of Lin Yu's room has not changed much over the years and when he was a child, except that there are many new books on the bookshelf.

From art appreciation and analysis of graphics and pictures to design aesthetics and craft production, it covers a wide range of aspects.

Lin Bocong said this, "There is only one person left in the Lin family. People of your generation should call him Uncle Tang. He is an old man with a strange temper. He lives alone next to Qingshan Temple in Jianjing. , no children and no apprentices, but I still have some affection for the Lin family. I have already told people that when Lin Yu recovers from his injury, you can take a day to send people there. "

I want to send Lin Yu away.

Wen Zhouyao really didn't expect it.

He frowned, "Uncle Lin..."

"What? Are you worried?" Lin Baicong looked back at Wen Zhouyao, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Zhouyao, Uncle Lin once said that he hoped you could watch him grow up, but Lin Yu It's never your responsibility, you don't have to carry him all the way on your shoulders. You just have to remember that."

Emotions flashed in Wen Zhouyao's eyes, and he pondered: "Uncle Lin, I've never felt like this before."

It's not a burden, let alone a burden.

"That's right." Lin Bo laughed instead, and said, "That kid is really rare, right? But, it's necessary to send him out for a while, to temper his temper."

Wen Zhouyao glanced in the direction where Lin Yu was sleeping.

Now I'm starting to have a headache.

He was afraid he was going to make a fuss.

Lin Yu had no idea that while he was asleep, his father's wave of his hand had already decided his inhuman life for a long time to come.

While he was recovering from his injuries, Zhang Jiarui visited the Lin family for the first time in time for the holiday.

Walking through the corridors of the quaint building courtyard, Zhang Jiarui, who grew up surrounded by drivers and nanny, the first thing he said when he entered the door was: "Lin Yu, you lied to me again."

Lin Yu sat on the bed and ate a handful of candied dates. Hearing this, he stopped and asked, "What do you mean by cheating again? Have I ever cheated on you?"

"Come on, you don't know yourself? Also, I asked you what your family does before, and you said you carve wood. I thought it was a carpenter, but what happened? Your family is a legendary big family. Before, you didn't Is it the young master of a rich family?"

Lin Yu rolled his eyes inconspicuously, and said, "Then I would like to ask you, a real rich man, have you seen any young master who wakes up earlier than chickens and goes to bed later than dogs, and even a servant girl who is beaten is ashamed?" No?"

"You're obviously dissatisfied." Zhang Jiarui stepped forward and snatched the snacks from him, and asked him, "How is your injury? I heard from Lin Hao that you can hardly get out of bed."

Lin Yu was surprised: "When did you meet Lin Hao?"

"Just now." Zhang Jiarui dropped a candied date and opened his mouth to catch it, but he missed it and fell on Lin Yu's bed.

Lin Yu grabbed him and threw him away, disgusted: "Stay away from my bed."

Zhang Jiarui is a typical person who hits the snake with the stick. After getting acquainted with Lin Yu, the self-familiar energy is really not something that ordinary families can develop.

Lin Yu: "I haven't asked you yet, why did you come here today?"

"I'll be bored if you don't go to school." Zhang Jiarui ignored the warning to stay away from his bed, and was about to sit on it.

Lin Yu kicked over.

Zhang Jiarui widened his eyes and avoided: "I'm a guest, so can't I be more friendly?"

"You can sit anywhere in the room, except on the bed."

"You are so troublesome." Zhang Jiarui complained.

The little fat man resignedly took a stool from the side to Lin Yu's side, then took out the textbook from his bag and said, "This is the new content that the teacher has taught these days, and I will write it down for you."

Then I got to the point, "The school will organize an outing in a few days, will you go?"

"Where are you going?" Lin Yu asked.

Zhang Jiarui: "Xianyungou."

Isn't that just a small ditch? Lin Yu thought to himself, it's less than twenty miles northwest of Jianjing.In his previous life, when Lin Yu was a child, he often followed Lin Shuo, Lin Hao, and the others in the outskirts, and there was no place in the suburbs that he hadn't visited.

Zhang Jiarui seemed enthusiastic: "Go, let's go. Our class next door just organized a trip last week. They said that fish, shrimp and small crabs can be salvaged in the river. I haven't been there yet."

"Then what did you do before?" Lin Yu asked.

Zhang Jiarui looked a little innocent, "They all go to concerts and birthday parties. But I don't like it at all. Many girls dress like popcorn and feel like a princess every day."

Lin Yu sighed speechlessly. He didn't know whether he was feeling that this was really a young master with a nest of money, or that he was feeling the little fat man's talent for humor.

"No." Lin Yu refused very simply.

Zhang Jiarui's face collapsed on the spot, as if Lin Yu could cry just one more word.

Lin Yu's first outing at such a young age seemed to be a big event for the family. Yang Huaiyu and Lin Manshu got up before dawn to pack his luggage and make small biscuits for the picnic.

"Mom." Lin Yu held the furry panda schoolbag, helplessly: "I'm in the sixth grade, not six years old."

"It's like how old you are." Yang Huaiyu scolded him, knelt down and pulled the strap of the small schoolbag for him, rubbed his face and said with a smile, "The baby is so cute."

Lin Yu pouted, and kissed Yang Huaiyu's face, satisfying his mother's pride of sending her son to the international podium.

Yang Huaiyu couldn't help but kissed his face, and told him: "Don't run around when you go out, follow your teacher and classmates, and don't eat spicy food. The injury on your back is not healed yet, be careful to leave scars." .”

"Got it." Lin Yuquan nodded and agreed.

Lin Bocong has been so busy recently because of Lin Yu's troubles, Lin Yu has noticed it all.

What he could do was limited, but when he took out the finished products that had been carefully crafted in his room over the past few years and said that he wanted to apologize to the old customers who had overdue orders, Lin Bo stopped him.

Lin Yu's plan has been planned for a long time. At his father's place, there is only one sentence left: "Your father, I am not old yet, so it's your turn to be brave?"

The mountain of my father is stable and firm, blocking all wind, frost, rain and snow from the outside world.

Lin Bocong also nodded in agreement when he learned that the school organized a trip.

His father said: "You go out for a walk, I can't see it."

Lin Yu's plan to go out came to fruition.

The driver of Zhang Jiarui's family drove him to pick up Lin Yu early in the morning, sitting in the car happened to see the scene where Lin Yu was sent out by his family.

When Lin Yu got into the car, he met Zhang Jiarui's eyes and heard him say: "I just found out now that my parents probably picked me up."

And said loudly: "Are you ashamed, baby?!"

Lin Yu gave the little fat man a smirk, "I don't."

The car drove out of Shengchang Street for less than one kilometer, and the prosperity of the urban area gradually faded away. There were a variety of shops on the roadside, and the yelling of the snack sellers carrying poles was loud and melodious.

Lin Yu looked at the side of the road for a while, and suddenly said, "Master, stop the car!"

"What's the matter, classmate?" The driver was a kind uncle, and he stopped the car on the side of the road according to his words.

Lin Yu leaned out of the window and shouted towards the corner across the street: "Brother!"

Zhang Jiarui had a conditioned reflex and turned around: "No way, why is your brother here?"

Lin Yu hummed.

There was a jingling sound at that big turning, and seven or eight boys and girls riding bicycles slid here one after another from the turning.Wen Zhouyao stood in front of him, the buttons on the outside of his T-shirt were unbuttoned, blowing up with the wind.

His sleeves are rolled up to his elbows, he is the kind of guy who can't help but turn your head when you pass by your eyes.

At the same time as he heard the voice, the high-beam bicycle at the front turned the corner, and with the sound of the brakes, Wen Zhouyao stopped in front of Lin Yu with one foot on the ground.

Lin Yu rolled his eyes, "Brother, where are you going?"

Just as Lin Yu finished speaking, the voices came one after another: "Wen Zhouyao, what's the matter? What are you doing there?"

Wen Zhouyao glanced back, and turned to Lin Yu: "I'm rushing to make up extra classes outside the school, and there will be an official shooting event later." Then he glanced at the bulging panda schoolbag on his chest, and licked the corners of his mouth imperceptibly Said: "Have fun, go home on time, do you hear me?"

"Understood." Lin Yu said angrily.

At this time, a sentence came from behind: "Zhou Yao, who is this, your brother?"

Lin Yu saw a temperamental beauty with long flowing hair.

He looks about the same age as Wen Zhouyao, he should be a classmate, and he calls so intimately, Zhouyao?

Wen Zhouyao hummed, Lin Yu smiled shamelessly at others, and shouted: "Hello, sister."

The girl covered her mouth and smiled lightly, and said to Wen Zhouyao: "Your brother is so cute, unlike my brother, who won't stop without being beaten for three days."

Wen Zhouyao didn't say anything, and stretched out his hand to pull Lin Yu's face.

Urging him: "Go, be safe."

"Oh." Lin Yu obediently retreated to his seat.

The car continued to move forward, and the group of young people in the rearview mirror met again and left soon.

The girl from just now quickly stepped forward to walk with Wen Zhouyao. They seemed to be discussing something eagerly, and from time to time the people behind them laughed loudly.

Lin Yu rubbed the soft flesh that Wen Zhouyao had pinched just now, and glanced back again.

I thought, is his brother in puppy love?