The God of the Father and the Hero is Broken [Transmigration Book]

"Xiao Yao, go and mop the floor." Jian Anzhi came back from outside with the ingredients. She was wearing sandals, her hair was tied up loosely, and she was wearing a wide dress. After entering the door, she put the vegetable basket on the dining room table Go up, then turn around and say to Jian Yao who just walked down the stairs.

Not long after Jian Yao woke up, he answered in a daze.

Jian Anzhi suddenly remembered something, and reminded: "School starts tomorrow, you go to school to study hard, even if you go home to play games, don't go out to mess around. When I was shopping just now, Aunt Zhang said that there was a student in your school who took someone away. Stabbed."

At this moment, Jian Yao was shocked and fully woke up. He asked hesitantly, "What's your name?"

Jian Anzhi shrugged and took the vegetables out of the basket: "I don't know."

After standing there for a few seconds, Jian Yao went to the bathroom.

Could it be Li Heng and the others who stabbed people?Jian Yao picked up the water and splashed it on his face.

Or maybe not, after all, Li Heng and the others used steel pipes and wooden sticks, not knives.

There are so many people in a school, there must be more than those few gangsters, maybe there are others?

If it's really Li Heng and the others...

What if he got involved with Huo Yan?

Jian Yao was upset, and washed his face for nearly 10 minutes, until Jian Anzhi urged him outside, then he wiped off the water on his face and hands, and went to the balcony to get a broom and mop.

After cleaning the house, Jian Yao sat down to eat breakfast. Usually, they eat a simple breakfast. This morning they ate the buns and steamed buns they bought, and each of them had a bowl of porridge.

Jian Yao is growing up now, he ate most of the steamed buns and steamed buns, and just enough after drinking the porridge.

"I ran into Xiao Huo on the way back." Jian Anzhi sipped the porridge slowly, and said in a slightly regretful tone, "Young man, I only eat two buns in the morning."

Jian Yao pouted: "Then what can I do? All the money in his hand has to be used for living expenses when he goes to school, and he also needs money for information books and printed papers. If he doesn't save some money, what will he use later?"

Jian Anzhi didn't know much about the Huo family's affairs, she frowned slightly, and asked strangely: "Does his parents care?"

Jian Yao: "His father even falsely accused him of stealing the gold chain, so he can guess no matter what he usually does."

Jian Anzhi sighed, "It can be seen that not all parents love their children."

She sighed with emotion for a moment: "For them, children are vassals of their parents, a tool for carrying on the family line, and a magic weapon for survival."

"I think Xiao Huo is a good person." After Jian Anzhi finished the last mouthful of porridge, she obviously had a good impression of Huo Yan. Even though Aunt Zhang and others told her about Huo Yan's "brilliant achievements", Jian Anzhi still only believed For her own feelings, she said to Jian Yao, "When you play with him, try not to mention his family affairs."

"You can't feel superior just because of his family's conditions, you know?"

Jian Yao nodded: "Understood, am I that kind of person? I'm going to wash the dishes."

Jian Anzhi smiled and said, "That's right, I know my son."

After getting along with Jian Anzhi for several days, Jian Yao felt very relaxed. He didn't know how other families get along with mother and child. He had never had a family before, but suddenly had a mother. After a short period of panic, he only felt great happiness .

It is not so much a mother and child, but a close relationship that includes the mother and child.

There are no barriers or strangers, and there is no need to think about a word several times when getting along. They are mother and child, and they are like friends.

There is no serious preaching and superior reprimand.

But the happier he is, the more panic Jian Yao feels. He feels like a thief, even if he didn't do it voluntarily and actively, he stole the life that originally belonged to "Jian Yao".

After washing the dishes, Jian Yao went back upstairs to read, and when he was tired, he could play with his mobile phone for a while.

In fact, he doesn't like playing games very much. When he wanted to play games most, he had no time and money. Now that he can play games, he finds that he has no interest in games.

After reading the book for a while, Jian Yao sat on the balcony in a daze. At this time, the sun was just right and the temperature outside was neither too cold nor too hot.

He thought about it, and then he thought about Li Heng and the others. If Li Heng and the others were the ones who stabbed people, he would definitely be implicated by then.

Hey……

Jian Yao wiped his face, he was not afraid of being questioned, but he was afraid that Jian Anzhi would know, what would he do if she showed disappointment towards him?

When Jian Yao was in a daze, he suddenly saw Huo Yan passing by downstairs.

"Huo Yan!" Jian Yao stood up and called Huo Yan.

Huo Yan stopped, looked up at Jian Yao on the balcony, his eyes narrowed slightly, the sun fell on his face, and covered his head and shoulders with a golden veil.

"Wait, I'll come down right away." Jian Yao hurriedly opened the French windows and ran down.

Huo Yan, who was standing downstairs, just stood there and waited until Jian Yao opened the door and stepped in front of him.

Jian Yao didn't speak, but grabbed Huo Yan's wrist, and pulled Huo Yan under a tree where no one was around.

Mottled light fell on the faces of the two, and the sound of insects seemed to suddenly grow louder. Jian Yao looked at Huo Yan and asked eagerly: "My mother just told me that someone stabbed someone in our school, do you know that? Isn't it Li Heng and the others?"

"Will we be implicated? Will we be expelled from school?"

Jian Yao was so anxious that his eyes were slightly red, but Huo Yan was very calm. He raised his hand and put it on Jian Yao's shoulder, and softly comforted him: "It will be fine, even if it is Li Heng and the others. We have nothing to do."

Jian Yao: "Why?"

He didn't think that people like Li Heng would be good people and would help them hide it.

Huo Yan: "Because this matter itself has nothing to do with us, and I went to someone to buy a band-aid on the way, do you remember?"

Jian Yao nodded blankly.

Huo Yan smiled and said: "At that time they had already started fighting, and that family can testify to me."

Jian Yao still didn't understand: "How does this prove that we didn't get involved?"

Huo Yan still smiled, and said patiently: "You just moved here not long ago, you were stopped because of me when you passed the game hall with me, and I didn't join their fight."

"...Will this work?" Jian Yao was still worried.

Huo Yan didn't feel that Jian Yao's repeated inquiries were annoying, but he was more patient: "What's more, Li Heng might not necessarily tell who was involved."

Neither the stabbed nor the stabbed want to make a big deal out of it.

Of course they dare to ignore the consequences when they are alone, but once their family and school are involved, they will just calm down.

Huo Yan looked down at Jian Yao, at this person who should not have appeared.

This person who appeared out of thin air seemed to have come specially for him.

"It'll be fine." Huo Yan continued to comfort him, "You just need to worry about what to do if you're not used to it after school starts."

Jian Yao: "...How could you not be used to it?"

Although she was still worried, after talking with Huo Yan, Jian Yao did feel much relieved.

"School starts tomorrow." Jian Yao is still full of longing for the second high school life that will come soon. He used to be a day student, but the reason why he was a day student was because he had to work to earn money after school. Although he was also a day student this time students, but this day is to "go home" after school.

He has always longed for a "home", even though this "home" may only belong to him for a short time, he cherishes it very much.

Jian Yao: "I don't know how many classes I will be assigned to."

Huo Yan asked, "What's your score in the high school entrance examination?"

Jian Yao thought for a while, and finally pulled out the score from memory.

Huo Yan: "Class [-] and Class [-] are key classes. If you are not in Class [-], you are in Class [-]."

Jian Yao asked strangely: "Separate classes right after the beginning of school?"

Shouldn't it be based on the selected subjects after the final exam of the first year of high school?

Huo Yan only said: "This is the tradition of the school."

Jian Yao: "Then what class are you in?"

Huo Yan: "Class Two, our school does not separate classes, but gathers students who choose the same subjects in one class."

"That's good too." Jian Yao felt that fixed classes were more convenient than shifting classes.

"By the way." Jian Yao asked suddenly, "Why didn't you come to my house for breakfast that morning? Didn't we make an appointment?"

Although several days had passed, Jian Yao still remembered what Li Heng and the others said when they parted on the night when they had a gang fight. It was originally agreed that Huo Yan would come over for dinner the next morning, but Huo Yan didn't show up.

They haven't seen each other for several days.

"I have something to do temporarily." Huo Yan, "I received a call from the owner of the supermarket, and there is a batch of goods to be delivered."

The summer vacation ended today, but Huo Yan didn't enjoy a day of summer vacation life.

"Do you have anything else to do today?" Jian Yao asked.

Huo Yan: "There's something wrong."

Jian Yao felt a little regretful: "I also told you to come to my house for lunch at noon."

Huo Yan just smiled: "Next time."

Although he knew it was an excuse, Jian Yao didn't say anything more, he said a few more words to Huo Yan, and then stepped into the courtyard after speaking.

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After breaking up with Jian Yao, Huo Yan returned to his "home". Huo Gan didn't open the door last night, and he still regretted that Huo Yan didn't take care of stealing the gold chain for him. You don't have to pay it back, and you won't be scolded by Yang Jinhua on the phone.

Huo Yan went to the supermarket where he worked part-time, made do with it all night, and came back at this point.

But Huo Gan hadn't woken up yet, even standing at the door, he could hear Huo Gan's deafening snoring.

This time Huo Yan didn't knock on the door again, but directly picked the lock.

The dilapidated wooden door opened from the inside to the outside, Huo Yan stood at the door, and everything in the house came into view.

This "home" he has lived in for more than ten years is still as familiar as he remembers. There is a dark stain on the cabinet at the entrance. It was when he was kicked by Huo Gan and hit the cabinet when he was five years old. Huo Gan didn't wipe and clean the blood stain left behind. After a long time, it seemed that the stain could never be wiped off.

The tables, chairs and benches here are all witnesses of his abuse in childhood.

There was a wooden bed with peeling paint on the wall facing the gate. Huo Gan was lying on it, panting and snoring with his lips parted, with one hand on his belly, scratching it from time to time.

Huo Yan didn't speak, he closed the door, the sunlight outside was completely blocked by the wooden door.

In the dark room, Huo Yan could only smell the musty smell of damp and the smell of sweat emanating from Huo Gan's body. There were soot and unrecognizable food crumbs that Huo Gan shook off beside the bed.

He walked slowly to the side of the bed and looked down at Huo Gan's twisted face.

Before "coming back", he couldn't remember the faces of Huo Gan and Yang Jinhua at this time. Time can blur everything, including disappointment and resentment.

Memories about Huo Gan are always full of violence, whether it is Huo Gan to him or him to Huo Gan.

How did Huo Gan die?

Huo Yan recalled slowly, he seemed to have twisted his neck, and he seemed to have punched him to death, but he was dead no matter what, how he died was not important.

But now Huo Gan is still lying on the bed, still continuing to show off his might.

The last time he saw Huo Gan in his memory, Huo Gan's face was already full of wrinkles, bags under his eyes were drooping, and he looked at him helplessly with a pair of cloudy eyes, hoping that he would let him go.

What did Huo Gan say to beg for mercy?

Huo Yan couldn't remember, the words of begging for mercy were nothing more than those few words.

Did he speak then?It didn't seem to be, he just looked at Huo Gan, calm and indifferent, and finally killed Huo Gan with his own hands.

After Huo Gan's death, no one suspected him, not even the police asked where he was at that time.

Because he is a "good guy".

People would rather Huo Gan kill himself than believe that Huo Yan would do it.

It is so easy to be a good person, and the benefits are so huge.

How can "good people" do bad things?

How can a "good guy" be a murderer?

Huo Yan's eyes swept over Huo Gan's neck, he could do it now and end Huo Gan's life again.

And he also has a way to get himself out. After all, Huo Gan is a good drinker and loves to play crazy, so it is not surprising that accidents happen.

Slowly, Huo Yan stood up straight, and he gently rubbed his wrist.

This time he is not going to give Huo Gan another pleasure. If it was for "revenge" before, then he is just for enjoyment now.

Enjoy the misery of others.

He wants them to live in the shadows for the rest of their lives, to keep the fear haunting them until the day they die.

Perhaps only when everyone in this world disappears can he get real peace.

Huo Gan on the bed was still lying unconscious, drooling in his sleep.

The moment he put down his hand, Huo Yan's cell phone rang suddenly, it was a text message notification tone.

Huo Yan took out his mobile phone. At the moment when everyone is using smart phones, he is still using the oldest mobile phone for the elderly. I don’t know how many times it is a second-hand phone that has been eliminated. The red body has worn off the paint, revealing The original color was silver gray without a trace of temperature.

"Jian Yao: If you can't come at noon, come at night. I will cook for myself at night. Do you eat fish?"

Huo Yan's fingers rubbed against the fuselage, he lowered his head, and after a few seconds, he pressed the keys and typed: "Then I will trouble you and Auntie."

The other side replied in seconds: "OK~ come to have a big meal at night, if it's not delicious, you have to say it's delicious."

Huo Yan: "Okay."

Putting the mobile phone back, Huo Yan walked to the door of his room. His room was always dark, and the windows were sealed when he was a child, because Huo Gan couldn't bear the sound of crying when he was a baby, and thought that as long as there was no light, he would can sleep forever.

There was also no light in the room and no wiring.

His life is like his room, without light.