Raised by bigots, I ran away

The next day, Su Nanchuan woke up early.

Surprisingly, Yan Yang also got up early.

Yan Yang: "Go wash up."

Su Nanchuan nodded ignorantly, and when he came out, he saw that Yan Yang had already put on his coat.

This is going out?

Su Nanchuan: "Brother..."

Yan Yang: "Put on clothes."

Su Nanchuan: "Oh."

Whatever his brother said, Su Nanchuan would do whatever he wanted, and he didn't ask what Yan Yangyang wanted him to do with the clothes. He just believed in Yan Yangyang somewhat unconditionally.

Su Nanchuan finished putting on his down jacket, and Yan Hanyang held a black wool hat in his hand. When he approached, he put the hat on his head, revealing only a pair of big flickering eyes.

Su Nanchuan: "Brother."

Yan Yangyang patted his head in satisfaction: "Let's go."

Yan Qingyang pushed open the door and walked out.

Su Nanchuan followed and walked out. Before going out, he turned his head and took a look at the other bedroom. The door of that bedroom was ajar. What the owner of the bedroom was like when he left yesterday, is still the same now.

Lin Yuemei seemed to have not returned overnight.

Su Nanchuan froze for a moment, and followed Yan Qingyang out.

It was the first time for Su Nanchuan to come out in the daytime. Only now did he realize that the one-story house they lived in was actually very dilapidated, with mottled exterior walls and moss on the corners, making it black.

And there is actually another room next door to them, but the door next door is locked, the red wooden door is dilapidated, and a wooden board is missing from the bottom of the door, it seems that no one lives there.

Seeing Su Nanchuan looking over there, Yan Tanyang pushed open the big dark red iron gate with peeling paint, and said, "No one lives there."

In the early years, there were several families in this row of bungalows, which were the units of a certain state-owned enterprise. Later, they moved a lot and left a lot of empty rooms. Some people built a wall to enclose their own small courtyard.

Yan Yangyang locked the door and led Su Nanchuan to the opposite direction.

Su Nanchuan didn't ask him where he was going to take him. The winter morning was a bit cold. Although the place where Su Nanchuan lived since childhood was several times colder than here, he still couldn't adapt to the humidity and cold in the city. The hat keeps him a lot warmer.

The two walked for about 10 minutes, and Yan Hanyang stopped in front of a breakfast stand.

Yan Yang: "Boss, two bowls of wonton stew, one drawer of steamed buns, and two deep-fried dough sticks."

Boss: "Yo, Brother Yan is here."

Yan Qinyang waved his hand at him, and took Su Nanchuan to sit at the small table next to him.

After a while, steaming steamed buns, deep-fried golden fried dough sticks, and two bowls of fragrant wonton stew were placed on the table.

Yan Yang: "Let's eat."

Yan Qingyang pushed the steamed buns and fried dough sticks in front of Su Nanchuan, and said to the owner of the breakfast stall, "Another egg."

Su Nanchuan ate so much that his mouth was muttering. Seeing Yan Chanyang put the egg in front of him, he waved his hand and said, "Brother, I can't eat any more."

Yan Qinyang made him another steamed bun: "Why can't you eat it? Is it a boy? Do you want to grow taller?"

Su Nanchuan blushed, remembering that yesterday in the bathroom Yan Yang touched his head and gestured that he only reached Yan Yang's chest, Su Nanchuan silently ate the egg.

After breakfast, Yan Qinyang did not take Su Nanchuan home, but took Su Nanchuan to the supermarket, bought some food, and bought some daily necessities for Su Nanchuan.

When he got home, Yan Yangyang put the things in the refrigerator and asked Su Nanchuan, "Can you turn on the gas stove?"

Su Nanchuan nodded.

Yan Yang: "Can you turn on the air conditioner?"

Su Nanchuan shook his head.

Yan Yang: "Come here, I'll teach you."

Su Nanchuan hurriedly leaned over.

He is like a puppy, with black eyes. When he looks at people, he is innocent and ignorant, so obedient.

Yan Wenyang touched his head, the soft hair felt very good, Yan Wenyang taught the boy how to turn on the air conditioner while touching it.

Su Nanchuan is a quick learner. Basically, if you teach him once, he will be able to master it immediately.

After Yan Yangyang finally taught him how to use the rice cooker, he raised his chin and said, "Have you mastered it yet?"

Su Nanchuan nodded: "Yes."

Yan Yang: "Okay, I have something to go out for a while, you can play at home."

Su Nanchuan: "TVT..."

-

"Jingle bell... Jingle bell..."

The phone rang cheerfully.

Lin Yuemei raised her head from the bar, feeling as if her upper body had been crushed, and her arms were already so numb that they were not her own.

She rubbed her painful head with difficulty, and looked for the direction of the ringing with her eyes dazed. Finally, she saw her mobile phone between the two goblets.

Lin Yuemei reached for it, but almost knocked one of the goblets to the ground.

The waiter girl who was cleaning next to her immediately rolled her eyes and said proudly, "Be careful, we already broke three of our cups yesterday!"

Lin Yuemei looked at the caller ID, rubbed her head and said hoarsely, "I will pay."

Waiter girl: "It's better like this!"

The waiter girl angrily collected the rubbish on the bar counter, and murmured loudly on purpose when she left: "Why are you so crazy, I haven't left after drinking for three days and three nights, it will affect my get off work."

Lin Yuemei didn't care about the waitress girl's complaints at all at the moment, she saw the name of the caller and hurriedly picked up the phone, excitedly said: "Brother Zhang, it's me... yes... people left ...Today...Brother Zhang, you see that I helped my sister-in-law, and Zhen Guo has been following you honestly for the past few years...Really? The house can really continue to live in us...Brother Zhang, you are really a good person ……thanks, thanks……"

Lin Yuemei hung up the phone, covered her face and cried for a while, then she calmed down and made another call.

"Mr. Wan, it's me, Yuemei. I want to ask, can I go back to work?"

-

Yan Qingyang went out after having breakfast.

These two days, Yan Yangyang basically went out, sometimes he left early in the morning, and sometimes he left after lunch.

When he was not at home, Su Nanchuan was looking for something to do, and he turned to Yan Kangyang's textbook.

Yan Qingyang's textbook is the seventh grade of the People's Education Edition. When Su Nanchuan was in the village, he was in the fifth grade of elementary school. He had never seen a junior high school textbook. He was looking through it curiously these days.

However, this morning, not long after Yan Yang left, the door in the yard opened.

The scalp-numbing sound of high-heeled shoes sounded.

It's Lin Yuemei who's back!

Su Nanchuan's heart tightened immediately, he immediately squeezed the book in his hand and stared nervously at the bedroom door, praying silently in his heart: she won't come in!She won't come in!She won't come in!

However, sometimes God just wants to fight against you, the more you are afraid of something, the more you will come.

With a sound of "dong", the door of the room was pushed open, and Lin Yuemei stood outside the bedroom door.

She was still wearing the black dress she had left that day, and there were many folds on the dress, but Lin Yuemei didn't seem to care at all.

Her face was pale and colorless. In just a few days, her eyes seemed to be sunken, staring at Su Nanchuan coldly and numbly.

Su Nanchuan couldn't help but took two steps back, looking at Lin Yuemei in fear.

Yan Yang is not here today, if Lin Yuemei does something to him at this moment, no one will be able to save him.

However, Lin Yuemei didn't intend to do anything to him. She looked at Su Nanchuan expressionlessly, and said only one sentence: "Go see your father off."

-

Su Zhenguo's cremation ceremony was very simple, completely different from the lively funerals in the village. His body was placed on a cold iron plate and finally pushed into the incinerator.

Su Nanchuan was already crying. He raised his head once in tears, and saw Lin Yuemei standing beside him in a black coat. The woman was tall and thin, with a pale face, bloodless lips, and only red eyes.

Lin Yuemei didn't cry, she just stared at the flames in front of her with red eyes.

When the fire went out, so did the light in Lin Yuemei's eyes.

After the cremation was over, Lin Yuemei carried back a black box and got on a bus, and Su Nanchuan got on the bus after her.

Lin Yuemei sat in front, Su Nanchuan didn't dare to sit with her, and carefully sat diagonally behind her, two seats away from her.

There were only the two of them in the whole bus, and a black box.

Su Nanchuan carefully looked at Lin Yuemei all the way, seeing that she had kept her eyes closed after driving, she thought to herself that she must have fallen asleep.

After driving for an hour, we finally arrived in the city.

Lin Yuemei carried the black box back to the alley, and Su Nanchuan followed her cautiously.

As if it was that night again a few days ago, he blindly and frightenedly followed this woman through this alley, not knowing his future or his life.

Now that the scene reappears, he still doesn't know his future or his life.

The road in front of him was covered by fog, and he was confused. He had no direction, no destination, so he could only bite the bullet and move forward.

Go forward and keep up with the person in front.

After entering the gate, Lin Yuemei took the lead in entering the room.

Su Nanchuan stood in the courtyard for a while before going in. Unexpectedly, Lin Yuemei was standing in the middle of the living room, looking at him motionless.

Her expression no longer had the grief and indignation of that day, and her eye circles were no longer red.

She was neither sad nor happy, like a puppet with no expression.

She looked at Su Nanchuan, and gently opened and closed her pursed lips: "I promised your father to let you live in the city."

Su Nanchuan froze, waiting for Lin Yuemei to continue.

However, Lin Yuemei didn't say anything more after saying this. She picked up a gray bag beside her, hugged the black box, and walked out.

-

Su Nanchuan sat alone on the sofa in a daze all afternoon.

When my stomach growled, I remembered that I had only eaten breakfast that day.

Su Nanchuan glanced at the clock in the living room, it was already 6 o'clock in the afternoon, he remembered that Yan Yang said before leaving in the morning that he would come back in the afternoon to cook for him.

Yan Yangyang came back very late these two days, and Su Nanchuan cooked noodles to satisfy his food and clothing, but today his brother will come back early, and Su Nanchuan will cook for his brother.

He opened the refrigerator, found two tomatoes, two eggs, a handful of celery, a small piece of bacon, stuffed rice, and cut up these ingredients.

When he was about to scramble tomatoes and eggs, Yan Hanyang came back.

When Su Nanchuan saw Yan Yang, his dark eyes instantly brightened, and he called him softly, "Brother."

Yan Chuanyang washed his hands and went into the kitchen. Seeing him skillfully pouring tomatoes into the pot, the corner of his mouth curled up: "It's okay, Xiao Nanchuan, you can fry tomatoes and eggs."

Su Nanchuan bowed his head in embarrassment, and said, "I, I will cook a lot..."

Yan Qinyang teased him with raised eyebrows: "Will you cook it for brother?"

Su Nanchuan raised his head, a small face full of seriousness and urgency: "Of course, it's just for my brother."

Yan Qinyang grinned, stretched out his hand and rubbed his head: "It's so cute."

Su Nanchuan: "Brother, go outside and wait for me."

Yan Yang: "Okay."

At this moment, Yan Kangyang completely forgot the promise he made when he left in the morning to come back and cook for the child, and walked back to the bedroom without any burden, changed his clothes and took a bath.

After he came out, Su Nanchuan had already prepared two dishes and one soup, looking at Yan Yang expectantly and nervously with his beautiful big eyes.

"Brother, it's time to eat."

Yan Yang: "Okay."

Yan Qinyang's food was very tasty, he raised his head after taking two bites, and saw the child opposite was still looking at him with bright eyes, but he didn't take a bite of the food in front of him.

Yan Qinyang raised his eyebrows and praised him: "Not bad, it's delicious."

Su Nanchuan seemed to be waiting for his words, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he put his head down and picked up the rice quickly.