My uncle is autistic every day

Xia Dongping smiled, "Why are you all here? Today is a good day."

Yan Yuzhu's face was pale, her voice was quite loud just now, she was afraid that Xia Dongping would hear her.

The tense atmosphere in the room immediately became weird, Xia Jing stared at Yan Xiao in the kitchen with a stern expression on his face.

Xia Dongping patted Xia Jing's hand, and the two father and son sat on the sofa, "I still know to visit your brother this year, it seems that what I said this morning was not in vain."

Yan Yuzhu was afraid that Xia Jing would reveal his secrets, so he immediately smoothed things over, "Xiao Jing is obedient, it's not like you don't know." After speaking, he winked at Xia Jing.

Yan Xiao didn't like tea, and Xia Dongping didn't come here often, so after searching for a long time, he still only brought out a cup of warm water.

"There's no more tea at home." Yan Xiao finally spoke.

Xia Dongping nodded, "It's okay, Ah Yan, come and sit." After speaking, he patted the seat that Xia Jing had just moved away from.

Yan Xiao shook his head and stood far away.

"It's okay, it's okay." Xia Dongping smiled wryly, not knowing whether he was really okay or comforting himself.

"Go out to dinner with Dad?"

Xia Jing looked impatient, "Go back."

Xia Dongping glanced at Xia Jing and didn't speak, but his eyes were very scary.

Yan Yuzhu pulled Xia Jing aside, signaling him not to talk too much.

"Let's go." Yan Xiao agreed without even thinking about it.

Xia Dongping smiled so that the wrinkles on his face melted away, "Father ordered your favorite food at Lai Keju, don't be polite tonight, you must eat more."

"Yeah." Yan Xiao went into the bedroom and put on a coat.

Yan Yuzhu pulled Xia Jing to follow Xia Dongping, Xia Dongping talked to Yan Xiao without saying a word.

"How's it going?" Xia Dongping walked slowly.

Yan Xiao followed his footsteps, "It's okay."

"Your mother said you're not young anymore." Xia Dongping thought of this for some reason.

Yan Xiao didn't know how to answer this question, he suddenly thought of Shen Beichen, and his face blushed slightly.

"Is there any girl you like?"

Yan Xiao opened the car door for Xia Dongping and got in.

"No."

Shen Beishen is a big man, although he is indeed a little white.

"Your mother said she found one for you, what do you think of going to see him?"

Yan Xiao didn't expect that Yan Yuzhu had already mentioned this matter to Xia Dongping, but he probably didn't talk about the girl in detail.

"No need." Yan Xiao directly refused, he knew that Xia Dongping would never make things difficult for him.

"That's right, don't rush, don't rush."

Yan Yuzhu and Xia Jing also drove over, so they could only follow closely behind Yan Xiao and the others, "Your father seems to be in a good mood, remember to mention the debt later."

Xia Jing drove the car and asked impatiently, "Can my dad give it?"

Yan Yuzhu was not sure about this question, and gritted her teeth, "I will definitely give you pocket money."

"By the way, tell mom, how much money do you owe?" Yan Yuzhu still had some doubts about this son.

Xia Jing's hands trembled a little, "This time I owe a bit too much."

"How much?" Yan Yuzhu's heart was raised in his throat by this sentence.

"100 million." After Xia Jing finished speaking, he didn't dare to look at his mother anymore.

The Xia family is indeed rich, but it is not his after all, so Xia Jing is a little undecided.

After much deliberation, Xia Jing could only think that the dumb Yan Xiao still had two houses in his hands, and as long as he got them in his hands, he would never have to worry about money.

Yan Yuzhu was stunned by the news just now, "Why do you owe so much? You are going to die of anxiety." The makeup that was put on before going out was blurred like this.

"I will definitely change it next time, Mom, please help me again." Xia Jing's tone was pitiful, as if he was about to cry.

Ruthless, Xia Jing is the one who cares most, Yan Yuzhu asked, "How can Mom help you?"

With the words of his mother, Xia Jing was finally not so worried, and smiled a little darkly, "The mute has two houses in his hand."

"Your father is biased." Mentioning this Yan Yuzhu felt a lump in her heart.

Xia Jing said, "That house should have been mine, and I must take it back."

"..." Yan Yuzhu asked cautiously, "Xiaojing, what are you going to do?"

"I have my own measure, but when the time comes, Mom must protect me." It seemed that Xia Jing was not going to say it clearly, Yan Yuzhu was in a state of turmoil in her heart, and she knew that she would not be able to ask anything.

Xia Jing's idea is very simple, just teach Yan Xiao a lesson first, Yan Xiao usually stays at home and basically doesn't go out, he can't find a chance to do something, but today his father helped him once.

During the meal, Yan Xiao was always preoccupied and a little inattentive, Xia Dongping could also see it.

"Is there something urgent?"

Yan Xiao shook his head, "No."

Xia Dongping was indeed very thoughtful, and it was because Yan Xiao usually moved a few more chopsticks when he went to Xia's house. If there were no previous incidents, Xia Dongping would definitely be regarded as a very good father.

As soon as the food was served, Xia Dongping gave a few more instructions.

Then there was only the sound of bowls and chopsticks clashing.

During this meal, Xia Jing and Yan Yuzhu have always been honest, but because of this, Yan Xiao became more and more unsteady.

After the meal, Xia Dongping wanted to send Yan Xiao back first, but Yan Xiao looked at the time and saw that it was a bit late, so he directly refused, "There is still the last bus."And Xia's family and Yan Xiao's family were not on their way.

In the end, Xia Jing and Yan Yuzhu also followed Xia Dongping into the car.

Laikeju is a little far away from the bus station, and it can even be regarded as remote. After Yanxiao walked a few steps, there were no lights.

When someone knocked over with a stick, Yan Xiao instinctively flashed to the wall.

"Oh, get out of the way," said one of the older ones.

Because there were no street lights, Yan Xiao couldn't see the appearance of this person clearly, but only estimated that there were three or four people.

"Let's fight, there's so much nonsense."

As soon as this sentence was said, someone kicked Yan Xiao's thigh, still wearing heavy boots, so that Yan Xiao almost fell to his knees.

The one holding the stick didn't say much, and directly hit Yan Xiao's stomach, Yan Xiao finally couldn't hold back, and half-knelt down.

"Why doesn't this man speak?" Another strange voice rang out, and even grabbed Yan Xiao's hair.

With a stern face, Yan Xiao suddenly stood up and kicked the person behind him. This kick was exhausted, and the person behind did not stand up for a long time, "Damn it! Beat me to death! "

Even though Yan Xiao has always been very well-behaved, no one would fight less in the orphanage, and he knows best how to beat people the most.

The remaining two people just froze for a while and then went up together, regardless of Yan Xiao, watching the person holding the stick not letting go, and kicking directly to death, each kick was very hard.

"You're looking for death!" The man holding the stick finally backed away from Yan Xiao's side, resting his breath.

Yan Xiao was a little exhausted, and there was blood on his forehead.

The person who was kicked first still slowed down, swearing, and this time the beating was even more merciless, Yan Xiao only protected his head, and he was too lazy to resist, anyway, he couldn't beat him.

I don't know how long the fight lasted, but Yan Xiao still smelled a strong smell of blood, and the three of them were also tired from the fight. Seeing that Yan Xiao hadn't moved, someone worried, "Dead?"

The man with the stick was beaten badly by Yan Xiao, he felt resentful, and kicked Yan Xiao hard again, "I can't die, let's go."

Yan Xiao came to his senses after everyone had left. He had been suppressed just now and couldn't hold his cell phone.

He wanted to call Chen Jiu directly, but he hung up automatically after ringing for a long time.

In the end, Yan Xiao still called Shen Beishen.

Shen Beichen had just finished taking a shower, Yan Xiao took the initiative to call him and he answered very quickly, opening his mouth and shouting, "Honey."

Yan Xiao didn't bother to correct him, coughed uncontrollably for a long time, and finally said, "It hurts."

Shen Beichen jumped up from the bed in fright, "What's wrong? Don't scare me? Xiaoyanxiao?"

"I'm in the alley where Lai Ke lives." Yan Xiao was in too much pain, "Will you come to me?"

His hand was badly injured, the phone just slipped down and broke into two pieces, Yan Xiao felt that he would freeze to death here tonight, but he didn't really believe that Shen Beichen would arrive.

He reluctantly moved himself to a corner, thinking that he might meet passers-by, but he didn't know if it was because of his bad tone, but no one walked this alley anymore.

Yan Xiao felt that it was really cold, so cold that his whole body was shaking.