good boy

Lin Yu's life began to return to "normal". The so-called normal is nothing more than work, sculpture, and business trips, which are no different from before.The only difference is probably that no one mentioned the name Wen Zhouyao casually, especially when Lin Yu himself was around.

The fact that they were together became a secret recognized by the Lin family.

All the silence is a kind of tacit understanding between family members. No one wants to touch that line, and no one can guarantee that they can bear the consequences of ignoring the curtain.

But Lin Yu lost weight, visible to the naked eye.

The weather is getting hotter day by day.

In the courtyard, the little girl Lin Manshu brought her recently-acquainted boyfriend to the house as a guest. The man's name is Wei Zhenzhen.

Lin Yu smiled impolitely.

If you ask him to say that this Wei Zhenzhen is actually pretty good, tall and big, eclectic, he is the type that my sister-in-law would fall in love with.

"What's so funny? Drink up the medicine."

Lin Manshu pushed the porcelain bowl on the side to Lin Yu, ignored his obvious frown, and stared at him, as if if he didn't drink it up today, he would drink it himself.

Lin Yu looked at the bowl and felt nauseous, turned his head to avoid it, "I really can't drink it, the visitor is a guest, why not give it to your boyfriend?"

Wei Zhen was curious and asked, "What is this?"

"Shiquan Dabu Soup." Lin Yu immediately pushed the bowl in front of him and said, "Here is it for you. My sister-in-law cooked it herself."

When Wei Zhenzhen heard this, he was really eager to try, but Lin Manshu gave him an annoyed look and withdrew his hand.

Lin Manshu took the bowl back, handed it to Lin Yu, and said, "My sister-in-law specially asked a familiar Chinese medicine doctor to prescribe it to regulate the spleen and stomach. You can't even drink one, and I can't help your mother."

"Just tell me if I drink it or not."

Lin Manshu stretched out her hand to pinch his cheek, "Then you should give me some weight, my weight is getting lighter every day, and I can't do anything even if I try to cover for you."

Lin Yu sighed, "The weather is too hot and business is busy, so it's not normal if you're not thin."

Lin Manshu squinted at him: "This is just a lie to yourself."

Lin Yu was speechless, staring at the bowl in front of him in silence for a while, picked it up and drank it down in one gulp.

He didn't really want to poke his parents' hearts on purpose, maybe some misses are too deep-rooted, and they appear in his mind all the time.The more you can't receive news about him, the more you miss him.

He has tried his best to appear normal, but there are some things that can't be covered up.

Every time Yang Huaiyu looked at her hesitant expression, Lin Yu felt guilty.

He can't learn to forget, he can't be indifferent, he can only let his family stay with him, accept the calmness that is trying to hide after the turmoil, and suffer repeatedly day after day.

Wei Zhenzhen is still an outsider, he wanted to ask why, but Lin Manshu never explained.

Can anyone explain it?

How to describe Lin Bocong's silence, Yang Huaiyu's sighs, and Lin Yu's busyness.Not to mention the elder brother of the Lin family who was far away in Dunzhou, who was more like exiled, and there was no news after he left, and the unrecognizable feelings that had spread under the sun and broke through the world.

Almost half a year after Wen Zhouyao left, Lin Yu stopped to rest for a few days.

Yang Huaiyu finally stopped talking about him.

Turning around, Lin Yu took over a wood carving job.

This is the first time in half a year that a major handicraft project has been undertaken by the Museum of Cultural Relics. It is said that a batch of cultural relics has just been collected in Huaiyang, and Lin Yu is asked to produce a miniature version of the wooden carvings of the palace complex corresponding to the dynasty for display.

After Lin Yu took it, he began to work non-stop.

At the dinner table in the morning, Lin Yu put down his chopsticks after eating half a bowl of porridge.

In the end, Lin Bocong poked the soup pot containing the fish over with his chopsticks, and said with a blank expression, "Drink it."

Lin Yu: "Didn't Mom cook this for you?"

"Drink it as soon as I tell you to drink it. Where can there be so much nonsense?"

Lin Yu had nothing to say about his awkward concern for his old man, took the spoon and silently scooped up half a bowl, and drank it in small sips.

Lin Bocong glanced at him, as if he had endured his lack of appetite for the past six months, frowned and said, "The medicine your mother prescribed doesn't work?"

"It works." Lin Yu swallowed a mouthful of soup, then looked up and replied, "I was mainly hungry in the middle of the night last night, so I got up and ate the half pack of snacks that Lin Hao brought back, so I didn't feel hungry in the morning."

"Meals should be eaten on time." Lin Bo reminded him, "It's easy to get stomach problems when you're hungry and full."

"Understood, I will pay attention." Lin Yu said.

Speaking of this, Lin Yu remembered that the only time he had a stomachache when he grew up was when his brother came back in the middle of the night and found it.After thinking about it, he unconsciously began to lose his mind, and the expression of staring at a point and then starting to wander naturally fell into Lin Bocong's eyes.

But looking at his son's sharpened chin, Lin Bocong was at a loss for words.

This son has been impeccable in the past six months, Yi Linglong has steadily improved, and his craftsmanship has not fallen behind. He knows what to do and what not to do.His mother tried her best to nourish him, but she didn't lose any fat, and in a short period of time, her jaw had already seen a steady curvature.

Lin Bocong could even see the shadow of the elder son in the younger son at certain moments.

This made all his accusations and lessons stick in his throat.

There is no parent who doesn't feel sorry for his son.

He, Lin Bo, has been in charge of the family for so many years, and he is one of the most hard-hearted in the Lin family, but he has nothing to do with this son.

As a Lao Tzu, my heart is full of twists and turns, even if my heart is soft, I will not reveal a word of it verbally.

In the end, I just said: "The time limit for the project you took is so tight, if you can't make it, I will transfer half of the manpower to you."

"Is it possible?" Lin Yu came back to his senses when he heard this, and excitedly took advantage of it, and said, "Aren't you going to delay the process?"

"I'm not in a hurry here." Lin Bocong glanced at him, "But make it clear, you pay for all labor costs yourself."

"That's fine."

The father and son changed the subject and began to discuss work matters.

Yang Huaiyu turned around and slapped Lin Bocong on the back and said, "All right, all right, there will be no end to this, and it will waste my son's time."

Turning around, he asked Lin Yu again: "Have you eaten well? Go out quickly after eating, or you will be in a hurry and don't look at the road later."

"Okay, okay." Lin Yu put down the bowl and stood up, "Then I'm going out, Mom and Dad, you eat slowly."

Lin Yu took the bag out of the yard, and the couple waited until he was completely out of sight before looking away at the same time.

Yang Huaiyu took the bowl and sat down next to Lin Bocong without saying a word.

Lin Bocong picked up a chopstick of cold food and put it in his wife's bowl, seeing her not moving for a long time, he said, "Why are you in a daze?"

Yang Huaiyu raised her eyes, only then did Lin Bocong notice that her eyes were red.

"What are you doing?" Lin Bocong frowned.

Yang Huaiyu glared at him, "You don't care about me? I feel sorry for my son. Look at him busy day and night. What evil did you say in the family? Why are these two children?"

"Why bring this up again?" Lin Bocong's tone was bad because his wife's eyes were red.

Yang Huaiyu: "You think I want to mention it? It's been half a year, you haven't heard Zhouyao's name from your son's mouth, right? But he looks like he can forget it?"

Lin Bocong paused for two seconds, "It's just not long enough."

"How long is considered long? Old Lin." Yang Huaiyu suddenly sighed, "You say we live such an old age and deceive ourselves so much for what? You say it is for the good of the children, but in the end no one is happy."

"Will you be happy when you are criticized by the people around you and you can't even gain a foothold?" Lin Bocong has his own insistence.

Yang Huaiyu cried out, "I just want my son to live a happier life. It's better for him to be happy than anything else. Who can say what will happen in the future? Day by day, even if the child can't survive, won't there still be us? The Lin family Could it be that you can’t afford it? Tell me about yourself, who did you work so hard for most of your life, isn’t it just for your children?”

Lin Bocong didn't speak for a long time, and finally put food for Yang Huaiyu and said, "Stop talking, let's eat."

Lin Yu has no way of knowing the conversation between his parents. For him, it is actually good that things are in the current situation.As his brother said, this is just a protracted battle, but it is definitely a thousand times better than the ending Lin Yu originally envisioned.

At least my parents are here, healthy and free from disease and disaster.

Although he couldn't see his brother, it didn't mean he couldn't see him for a long time.

The project is going well.

The decoration of ancient buildings in the art of wood carving has always been unique. The lintels, rafters, panes, and railings all show simplicity, elegance, wealth and magnificence.

Lin Yu received news from Wen Zhouyao for the first time when the project was one-third into the process.

The letter was sent by a young man who was in the dust.

His skin is dark, he looks simple and honest, and he shows his big white teeth when he smiles.

He stood in front of the Lin family's mansion and asked, "Does Wen Zhouyao's wife live here?"

The two brothers Lin Shuo, who had just returned from the store at that time, looked at each other in embarrassment and were speechless.

Lin Shuo's girlfriend has returned home, but their relationship has stabilized and they are waiting for their engagement.After all, he lived among thousands of flowers, so he was no different than Lin Hao, and said with a cold face, "This is Wen Zhouyao's family. He is our eldest brother, but he hasn't married yet. Where did you get the daughter-in-law you mentioned?"

Lin Hao turned the corner and tugged on Lin Shuo's sleeve, his face flushed.

"This...is this about Lin Yu? This is...this is too much."

Lin Shuo gave him a white look, "Pretend I don't know, shut up!"

The boy who delivered the letter, Monk Zhang Er, was puzzled, not knowing what the two people in front of him were muttering.

Lin Shuo turned to him and asked, "Did Brother tell you to say that?"

"...Oh, you said the Wen team." At first, the young man heard that the elder brother hadn't reacted yet, but he turned his head and understood. He scratched his short hair and said, "No, we all guessed it ourselves."

Lin Yu arrived at the door at this time, just in time to hear the other party say: "Brother Wen has a special pendant, take it out and have a look if you have nothing to do, it looks like a knife. We usually carry one or two important things with us. Ask Brother Wen if it's someone he likes, he didn't deny it, what is it if it's not a daughter-in-law?"

Lin Shuo: "You..."

Lin Yu stepped forward, stood in front of the young man, and asked him anxiously: "Wen Zhouyao asked you to come here? Is he okay? Where is he now?"

"Ah?" The young man looked at the good-looking boy who suddenly appeared again, and said hesitantly, "I only found out that Team Wen's home is also in Jianjing after I injured my leg. I don't know where they are now."

Seeing the disappointed man immediately after hearing this, the young man immediately said: "But before I came back, the troops were going to the new station. Few people in the Wen team can match the ability. Don't worry, he will be fine." of."

Lin Yu nodded, and reached out to ask for the letter in the other party's hand.

Asking Lin Shuo and the others to entertain the messenger, he turned around and went back to his own yard, closing the door.

Xiao Yu:

See Principal.

Time is in a hurry, brother Dai said hello to his family.Knowing your personality, being conscientious and conscientious, you are afraid that people around you will worry too much. If you haven't heard from me for more than half a year, you will inevitably be restless.

You have seen military life before, but communication is difficult because it is remote, so don’t worry about it, brother is very good.

In addition, let me tell you a good news, the return date has been advanced, but the time has not yet been determined.

Leaving you at home, I don't know if you are doing well. Every time I think about it, I always feel distressed.Recalling the time when I left home and went to Quzhou, it seems that I have deviated from the original intention of guarding you.

On the way, I hurriedly wrote a book, borrowed someone to bring it back, and hoped to know his mind, comforted and separated, so I must cherish it.

Signed: your brother

A simple letter with scribbled handwriting, it can be seen that it is really in a hurry.

Lin Yu's eyes were red silently holding the letter.

He seemed to be able to see the figure crawling in the wilderness of the jungle, surrounded by the smell of mud and the wild grass.The man who shouldered countless responsibilities moved forward bravely, writing in a hurry, but there was tenderness between the lines.

Lin Yu finally shook out a small twig of evening mist in the letter.

Lin Yu pinched the stalk below, remembering the casual book about plant breeding that he and his brother dug out from Lin Bo's study.

The description of Xiwu in it is simple and romantic.

——Lovely Missing, Dedicated