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

The restaurant in front of the school is full of students. No matter where you are, the prices around the school are always the lowest in the local area. The bosses are too busy to touch the ground. The smell of oily smoke fills the whole street. Even the milk tea shop is full of people. people.

The young lovers dare not hold hands intimately in front of the school, so they can only pretend to be good friends, lest they be seen by the teacher, but occasionally they will raise their heads and smile unconsciously when they look at each other.

Jian Yao felt novelty about all this. He never observed the surrounding environment before, and he didn't care about his classmates and alumni. He didn't know anything about anyone's gossip, and he only knew how to concentrate on the questions.

Going to high school again, he finds everything interesting, even the young couple walking in front can attract Jian Yao's attention.

When I was in high school, there were also puppy loves among classmates, but it was more like a play house. One week confessed to the next week, and the boyfriend and girlfriend switched back and forth. I will talk about what you talked about next time.

Jian Yao felt that they didn't like each other very much, nor did they want to fall in love too much, but felt the feeling of becoming "adults" through falling in love.

It seems that if you break some kind of taboo, you will become mature and part ways with your peers.

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Yi followed Jian Yao's gaze and looked forward, he said with an evil smile, "Do you want to fall in love? Have you ever talked about it before?"

Jian Yao: "...before? Junior high school?"

Zhou Yi's expression was more surprised than Jian Yao's tone: "You didn't fall in love in junior high school?"

Jian Yao is stupid, he can still understand puppy love in high school, but puppy love in junior high school?

Zhou Yi waved his hand: "Elementary school students are especially good at it now. My brother is in elementary school now, and his girlfriend has changed twice."

Jian Yao looked at Zhou Yi in confusion, Zhou Yi was amused by Jian Yao's blank eyes, he stretched out his arms to wrap around Jian Yao's neck.

It's just that the arm has just been raised, and before it has time to embrace it, a figure inserted | in.

It stands to reason that it is difficult for the second year of high school students to have any common topics with the first year of high school, unless it is about games.

But Jian Yao found that anyone who came into contact with Huo Yan without prejudice would be able to have a pleasant conversation with Huo Yan, just like now, Zhou Yi has already told Huo Yan how many people are in his family and what his parents are doing.

"When my brother was just born, I almost threw him away." Zhou Yi babbled to Huo Yan, "Just the group of relatives in my family, my mother whispered in my ear every day when she was pregnant, saying that she had my brother. No one in the family loves me anymore, my parents love Yaoer, from now on he will eat cakes and I will eat steamed buns."

"That's why I don't like to talk to them now." Zhou Yi pouted.

"Now I think it's nice to have a brother, but sometimes I envy you who don't have brothers."

After he poured out everything about his family, they walked to the door of the restaurant.

The boss greeted Chen Mei who was leading the way familiarly, and took a rag to wipe the table where Jian Yao and the others were going to sit. He greeted warmly, and the boss didn't walk into the back kitchen until Jian Yao and the others ordered. .

As Chen Mei said, the four of them ordered a total of three dishes. Because the portions are enough, each person paid less than ten yuan. The soup is free, and each person has a bowl. Pour some balsamic vinegar into it Just a very tasty soup - even though there was nothing else in the soup except chopped scallions.

Chen Mei enthusiastically introduced the dishes they ordered like a host.

At first, Chen Mei didn't dare to talk to Huo Yan. She was a little embarrassed and scared. She was worried that Huo Yan knew that she had said bad things about him in front of Jian Yao, and she was also worried that Huo Yan was indeed the same person as the rumors said.

However, in just one meal, Chen Mei, like Zhou Yi, almost explained all of her life.

"Brother Huo, you have such good grades, you should have a lot of scholarships, right?" Zhou Yi asked while eating.

Chen Mei also looked at Huo Yan curiously. Huo Yan's good grades are generally recognized. Every teacher in the school believes that no matter what Huo Yan's personal morality is, he will definitely be admitted to a good school in the future - it is worth the school's entrance The kind that hangs banners to celebrate.

Students with such good grades must have the most scholarships.

Huo Yan smiled and said: "Fortunately, I can get several thousand per semester."

A few thousand is already a lot in the eyes of Zhou Yi and the others. They said enviously, "If I have a few thousand every semester, how cool it would be. I will definitely not give it to my parents. I will keep it for myself, and I can spend a semester in style."

Chen Mei: "I can change to a better bike."

Huo Yan just smiled. In fact, he seldom speaks, but when others speak, he always looks into other people's eyes, making the other party have the illusion that he is being listened to carefully.

There are many who want to speak, but few who are willing to listen.

When returning to the classroom, Chen Mei's impression of Huo Yan had completely changed, she even asked Jian Yao curiously: "How did you meet Huo Yan?"

Jian Yao: "He's my neighbor, and I don't know about those rumors, anyway, I just think he's a good guy, and it's worth making friends with him."

Chen Mei thought for a while, and finally said: "I used to think that if everyone said bad things about a person, then there must be something wrong with that person. Now I think some people still have to get in touch with them to know the good or the bad."

Jian Yao froze for a moment, he looked at Chen Mei, and it was the first time he observed Chen Mei so seriously.

Chen Mei's appearance is very ordinary, not beautiful, but definitely not ugly either. There are fine freckles on her cheeks. In the novel, she might be a passer-by who doesn't even have a name. She acts as the background board of the story and is always ready to face Huo Yan pointed.

Her voice would be drowned out among countless others of its kind.

But Jian Yao suddenly realized that since Chen Mei can be changed, other people should be able to too.

Those passers-by without names are actually the most important part of the story. There are not many supporting characters with names. Their ideas cannot be changed, but passers-by can.

As long as the passers-by change, the world will not be so hostile towards Huo Yan.

Only those false accusations full of loopholes will lose the soil to take root.

Chen Mei watched Jian Yao's face suddenly burst into a smile, and the smile became wider and wider, and her eyes were also bent.

Her face slowly turned red, she didn't dare to look at Jian Yao's face, so she could only lower her head slowly.

Only then did Jian Yao come to his senses, and quickly explained: "Sorry, I was in a daze just now."

Chen Mei pursed her lips, her voice was like a mosquito: "It's nothing..."

She didn't know why Jian Yao smiled, she just felt that she had never seen such a smile.

It seemed that the moment he laughed, the whole world lit up.

Even the dust and flying catkins floating in the air have become beautiful.

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At two o'clock in the afternoon, the students in the first year of high school have returned to the playground, and the students in the second and third year of high school are sitting in the classroom and writing hard. Occasionally, insects and birds can be heard outside the window. The sun is scorching, and the high temperature makes people drowsy. The teaching sticks hitting the blackboard can stop the students from bowing their heads.

An SUV drove into the county at this time.

The black SUV was driving so fast that passers-by on the roadside could hear the music coming from the car.

The originally closed car window was slowly rolled down, and the boy looked at the mountains not far away. He had pitch-black hair, deep eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips like a blade, but this handsome face was too tall On the contrary, his nose is a bit mean now.

"Xiao Miao, we'll be there soon, would you like some fruit?" The woman sat next to her.

But no one would misunderstand her as the boy's relatives. Her hair color has begun to mottle, the wrinkles on her face are particularly obvious, and her hands look even older than her face.

Especially when boys wear famous brands, but women just wear faded coat cuffs that have been washed for countless times, and there are thread ends that haven't had time to be trimmed.

"No need for Mama Yang." Zhou Wenyuan didn't turn his head, he kept looking out of the window, the excitement when he came here now turned into lack of interest, but he didn't show it on his face, he just reminded, "Don't call me nickname."

Zhou Wenyuan was hit by a lack of water, so he was nicknamed Zhou Miao, but he himself hated this nickname, thinking it was too popular, earthy and vulgar.

The woman——Yang Jinhua immediately changed her words and said, "I remember, I remember, Wen Yuan, from now on we will be called Wen Yuan."

"It's not bad here. I think the river is okay. We can go fishing when we have time." The other people sitting in the car think this county is very good. Anyway, there are no family members, so they can play as they like, and there is Zhou Wenyuan. As a veritable young master, they should not worry about consumption.

"I don't know if there are many beauties here, maybe I can find a girlfriend."

"What if you find a girlfriend here and go back?"

"What can I do? I'm just looking for a girlfriend to have fun with, and I don't want to take her back to get married."

"Wen Yuan, where shall we go to play later?"

Zhou Wenyuan said with a cold expression: "Go and rest first, I'm tired from the car."

As soon as his tone became cold, the others immediately stopped talking.

Everyone knows that Zhou Wenyuan has a bad temper. He seems to be born without knowing how to write the word gentle. He and his brother have two different personalities, but the two brothers have a very good relationship.

Moreover, he was already in contact with his family's business when he was in high school. Their family acquired two foreign luxury brands last year. Zhou Wenyuan flew abroad last winter and summer vacation to learn how to manage them.

Even if they study in the same high school, there are still very few students with the same family background as Zhou Wenyuan.

As a matter of course, many people gathered around Zhou Wenyuan.

But Zhou Wenyuan didn't bother to tell whether these people were friends or people with ulterior motives.

As long as he is pleasing to the eye, the other party can stay by his side, but if he is not pleasing to the eye, the other party has to get out of school.

Yang Jinhua worried that Zhou Wenyuan would feel bored, and her son finally came back to his hometown. She hoped that Zhou Wenyuan could stay for a few more days, and it would be best if she could go to see the Huo family's ancestor's grave with her, so she said cautiously: "During this time It's snake hunting season, many people will go to the mountains to catch snakes, and my son will go too."

This is an interesting thing, Zhou Wenyuan finally took a look at her, he knew that Yang Jinhua had a son who was about the same age as himself, but he didn't know more details, because Yang Jinhua seldom mentioned his own child.

For more than ten years, he remembered that Yang Jinhua was by his side, caring more about him than his own mother.

But Zhou Wenyuan didn't like her caring. Sometimes he even felt that Yang Jinhua couldn't see her position clearly, and he really thought that watching him grow up could give him instructions.

"Your son doesn't go to school?" Zhou Wenyuan asked flatly.

Yang Jinhua's face turned into a blooming chrysanthemum with a smile: "School has just started, and I will ask him to take a leave of absence for a few days."

Zhou Wenyuan nodded slightly: "Okay."

He thought Yang Jinhua was noisy, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Sure enough, Yang Jinhua stopped talking, for fear of disturbing her sweetheart's rest.

"That's the house!" Yang Jinhua shouted pointing at Jian Yao's house when the car arrived outside her house.

After all, she has to come back every year. Although she has never met Jane's mother and child, she is no stranger to this house.

After all, it is a house that even Jian Anzhi, a literary woman, can admire. No matter how picky Zhou Wenyuan is, he can't say that this house is not good. Its designers belong to the top batch both at home and abroad. All details are designed to be almost perfect.

Especially for those who love this style, this house is simply irresistible.

Even the flower vines wrapped around the fence at the gate seem to be more beautiful than other places.

The black car door opened, and one leg stepped down first. Zhou Wenyuan stood in front of the gate of this small building, waiting for Yang Jinhua to open the door for himself. With Yang Jinhua doing it, she didn't even open the door by herself.

He also thinks that he is a born young master, different from the "mud legs". If he has to do everything by himself, then what is the difference from the "mud legs"?

Yang Jinhua knew what Zhou Wenyuan meant, and she said in a gentle and nostalgic tone, "Wait a minute, I'll get the key."

Zhou Wenyuan nodded, and urged impatiently: "Hurry up."

Yang Jinhua was not angry at all being urged by her "son".

She felt that Zhou Wenyuan looked like a "man". There were too many people who spoke nicely, and Huo Yan was one of them, but so what?To put it mildly, gentleness is cowardice. As long as a man is rich and powerful, a bad temper can also be called a character.

And a man, if he has no money, no power, no matter how good his personality is, he is just a cowardly waste.

The more she thought so, the more Yang Jinhua felt that it was the right choice to switch Huo Yan and Zhou Wenyuan back then.

She dare not imagine her son becoming like Huo Yan, only the current Zhou Wenyuan is worthy of her pride.

Yang Jinhua ran to the door of her house, took out the key and opened the door, but the door did not open after several pushes.

She pushed more and more anxiously, fearing that Zhou Wenyuan would be angry with herself for waiting so long.

Finally, after a "bang" sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, the door was finally opened.

Fortunately, although Zhou Wenyuan and his "friends" who were waiting at the door of Jian's house glanced in Yang Jinhua's direction, none of them wanted to go and have a look.

After all, in such an old house, if you get a little closer, you have to worry about being hit on the head by falling tiles from the roof.

Yang Jinhua walked into the house and closed the door behind her back—she didn't want Zhou Wenyuan to see everything in the house.

This place is not good enough for my own son.

"Old Huo?" Yang Jinhua didn't see Huo Gan on the bed in the room, she just took out her mobile phone to make a call, when she suddenly heard a cry of pain coming from the room.

"Golden Flower!" Huo Gan's voice was short and short, as if he was enduring great pain.

Following the sound, Yang Jinhua walked into the small dark room. The moment she entered, she couldn't even remember when there was such a dark and small room in her home.

Until the door was wide open, Yang Jinhua could clearly see the structure inside the house.

She could only find a little recollection of the furnishings in the house from memory.

This is Huo Yan's room.

"Jinhua! Hurry up! Take me to the hospital!" Huo Gan yelled in tears, "He took my phone away!"

"No matter what I call, no one pays attention to me, it's still so dark here!"

Yang Jinhua's throat seemed to be blocked by something, she opened her mouth, but the voice seemed to come from afar: "This is... Huo Yan? Did he move his hand?"

Huo Gan's eyes were red, and his eyes were full of resentment: "Call an ambulance, call the police! Let him go to jail!"

"Even beat me! It's not as good as a beast!"

"An unfamiliar white-eyed wolf! A thing that should be drowned at birth!"

"You, give me the key to Jian's house first." Yang Jinhua pursed her lips, she cared more about her son's mood than her husband.

Huo Gan: "...What key?! I was thrown here before I even started!"

Yang Jinhua's eyes widened in disbelief. She looked at Huo Gan and felt that this man should not be her husband.

She has sacrificed so much for her son, and even risked going to jail to change the child, but Huo Gan can do nothing with peace of mind, even such trivial things as finding a house.

"What are you doing standing in front of my house?" Jian Yao held the ice cream in his hand, and the chocolate crispy skin had already been bitten off. As soon as he and Huo Yan got off the bus, they saw a car and a group of people guarding the door of their house.

Except for Huo Yan, Jian Yao's descriptions of the appearance of the supporting characters in the book are all in a flash, and the names of the characters don't match their faces, so they don't recognize Zhou Wenyuan at a glance.

Zhou Wenyuan turned his head and his eyes fell on Jian Yao.

Not long after Jian Yao finished his military training, the broken hair on his forehead was wet with sweat. He casually wiped his hair back, revealing his forehead and delicate eyebrows, and looked at Zhou Wenyuan suspiciously.

A gust of warm wind blew up Jian Yao's clothes, and the sunset glow in the sky became his background. Even the fallen leaves on the ground and the muddy footprints left by pedestrians, at this moment, all looked like the scenery in a painting.

It seems that bad things can become good around him.

And there was a young man standing beside him. The two stood very close, their arms almost touching each other.

Zhou Wenyuan narrowed his eyes slowly.

It feels like a painting has been destroyed by a single person.

Huo Yan also looked at Zhou Wenyuan.

It's just different from Zhou Wenyuan, he has a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he saw an "old friend".