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

"Why are you gathering in front of my house?" Jian Yao walked towards the door of his house, and he saw Zhou Wenyuan standing in the middle at a glance. This man was wearing a black shirt and a silver necklace. "Stylish sense".

Everyone passing by will see him at a glance, because all the people around him are willing to be green leaves to set off the red flower.

Zhou Wenyuan didn't wait for Yang Jinhua to come back, and stood at the door of Jian's house for nearly 10 minutes. He was already extremely impatient, and everyone around him was afraid that he would lose his temper. However, when Jian Yao was about to walk in front of him, not only was he not angry, On the contrary, it was rare to hook the corner of his mouth, and asked with a light smile, "Is this your home?"

Is not this nonsensical?

Jian Yao felt that the other party was inexplicable: "If it's not my house, can it be yours?"

Zhou Wenyuan's gaze moved from Jian Yao's face to the top of Jian Yao's head. Jian Yao's hair looked softer and fluffier under the evening light, making one want to rub it with his hands.

Zhou Wenyuan's fingers moved: "My surname is Zhou, Zhou Wenyuan."

"I have someone come and rent your house for me." Zhou Wenyuan looked into Jian Yao's eyes.

But Jian Yao didn't want to meet people's eyes, he turned his head and didn't continue to look at Zhou Wenyuan, but he knew who the other person was.

Zhou Wenyuan is undoubtedly the person he hates the most in the text. He hates Zhou Wenyuan more than anyone else, not only because Zhou Wenyuan has taken over Huo Yan's life, but also because Zhou Wenyuan even knows about it. In truth, she never thought of making up for Huo Yan, or accepting Huo Yan into Huo Yan's family.

He is selfish and arrogant, arrogant and extreme, he wants to snatch everything from Huo Yan, and even destroy Huo Yan for his own sense of security.

Especially when reading a book, Jian Yao would assume Huo Yan's perspective and identity. He had rehearsed countless times in his heart how to break up with Zhou Wenyuan, how to let everyone see his true face, and let him spend the rest of his life in regret.

So Zhou Wenyuan watched Jian Yao pursed his lips, his face turned dark, and his attitude changed instantly.

"Give it up." Jian Yao's tone was blunt, "I'm going in."

"Our family has not agreed to rent the house to you, you should find another place."

Jian Yao turned slightly, grabbed Huo Yan's wrist, and walked through the crowd. He took out the key and opened the gate of his own courtyard. Without giving Zhou Wenyuan and others another look, he walked into the courtyard impatiently as if seeing a plague god. The door was quickly closed.

He shut Zhou Wenyuan out, as if he wanted to block out all the malice that Huo Yan would suffer in the future.

Zhou Wenyuan outside the door was strangely lifeless. He looked at the pattern on the wooden door, and Huo Yan's face suddenly flashed in his mind. He asked almost to himself: "The man who was pulled in just now looks very handsome. look familiar."

Especially those eyes, as if I've seen them somewhere.

"I felt familiar just now!" Someone suddenly said, "It's very similar to Zhibo's eyes."

"So I think so, too."

Zhou Wenyuan narrowed his eyes.

Zhibo is his younger brother, but they are not twins, so they look very different.

But he didn't think much about it. They are all Chinese, and it is common for people to have similarities.

"But this house has not been rented." The friends chirped, obviously dissatisfied with this matter.

"Didn't you tell me before you came, we don't want to stay in a hotel, and what kind of hotel can this kind of place be?"

"Yeah, maybe the bed sheets are not changed, and it feels disgusting to think about it."

"Okay." Zhou Wenyuan said with a cold face, "Don't make noise, Uncle Zhao."

The driver hurriedly got out of the car, with a simple and honest smile on his face, and asked with a smile: "Master, tell me."

Zhou Wenyuan: "Go in and ask the adults of this house, if you spend any money, you have to open the door for me."

The driver repeatedly agreed--there is no upper limit for Zhou Wenyuan's money. Since there is no upper limit for money, any difficulty will become a simple model. No one in this world does not love money.

·

"Don't go back tonight." Jian Yao knew that since Zhou Wenyuan came, Huo Yan's adoptive mother must also be back.

Yang Jinhua is more humane than Huo Gan. After all, she doesn't beat Huo Yan, and she doesn't ask Huo Yan for money, but it doesn't mean she is any better than Huo Gan.

On the contrary, Yang Jinhua puts the interests of her own son first. All her love and expectations are on Zhou Wenyuan, but she firmly occupies the identity of Huo Yan's mother, and her oppression on Huo Yan is intensified.

"Just eat at my house and sleep at my house." Jian Yao was still angry, and his tone unconsciously became heavier, "There are some things piled up in the guest room, so you can sleep with me tonight."

Jian Yao: "Anyway, my bed is big enough to sleep two people. I sleep well, and I will definitely not kick you out of bed."

Without waiting for Huo Yan to speak, Jian Yao ran to the kitchen to pour two glasses of soda, and frantically put ice cubes in them.

When he came out with a water glass, Huo Yan was standing at the kitchen door waiting for him.

"So angry?" Huo Yan smiled lightly and took the water glass from Jian Yao.

Jian Yao didn't hide it either - anyway, it's too late to hide it now: "I don't know why, anyway, I'm suddenly very angry, if you don't like them, you should stay away from them."

Huo Yan lowered his head slightly. He watched the ice cubes in the cup slowly floating upwards. The ice cubes squeezed and collided, but there was only so much space at the mouth of the cup. If some ice cubes floated on the surface, some ice cubes must be crushed below.

"Mom! I'm back!" Jian Yao raised his head and shouted upstairs, "Huo Yan came back with me."

After waiting for a few seconds, Jian Anzhi came out of the study. Wearing glasses, she stood at the top of the stairs and shouted down: "Then sit and rest first, and eat pasta at night."

"I'll go cook." Jian Yao took off his shirt and walked to the kitchen wearing only a short sleeve.

Jian Anzhi reminded: "When cooking noodles, remember to put salt and olive oil in the water."

Jian Yao: "Got it."

"There are still bacon and broccoli in the refrigerator. Fry the bacon and boil the broccoli." Jian Anzhi explained carefully.

Jian Yao smiled and said, "Mom, I'm not a child."

Jian Anzhi came down from upstairs, Jian Yao was busy in the kitchen, and she chatted with Huo Yan in the living room while eating fruit.

Jian Yao only has Huo Yan as a friend here, Zhou Yi and Chen Mei can only be regarded as classmates, and Jian Anzhi has no friends here.

There is no neighbor who can chat with Jian Anzhi. The life in the small county remains unchanged. The neighbors love to talk about other people's affairs. Some people even talked about it a few years later.

Although he moved here for creation, Jian Anzhi doesn't really need real communication.

"Why did you leave school so early today?" Jian Anzhi asked.

Huo Yan: "Today is Friday, you don't need to study by yourself at night."

In fact, it can’t be regarded as the official start of school now. The junior high school has not started yet, and the high school starts early, so there are still two days on weekends. After the official start of school, it is only after class on Saturday afternoon, and I have to go to school for evening self-study on Sunday night.

I finally had a day off and a bunch of homework.

"Senior high school must be harder than junior high school." Jian Anzhi remembered something, and a smile appeared on his face, "Xiao Yao said in junior high school that he wanted to try what it was like to go to self-study in the morning and evening."

Jian Anzhi: "He will feel it right away."

"By the way, did Xiao Yao make any new friends at school?" Jian Anzhi was most worried about this.

She knew her son's character, so it was good to say yes, but when he got stubborn, he was more stubborn than anyone else, the kind that ten cows couldn't pull back.

Maybe other parents are more concerned about their children's academic performance, but to Jian Anzhi, academic performance is important, but the child's physical and mental health is more important. In a new environment, the surrounding environment and friends are very important.

Huo Yan said softly: "Xiao Yao has made two new friends, I have met them both, they are very nice."

Jian Anzhi breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I'm relieved, anyway, with you with him, Auntie will feel at ease."

Huo Yan smiled: "He has a good personality, and he will make friends wherever he goes."

Jian Anzhi wanted to say something else, but the doorbell rang again, and it kept ringing, as if no one would open the door to keep ringing.

"It's the people who wanted to rent a house before, and they've arrived." Huo Yan stood up with Jian Anzhi.

Jian Anzhi frowned, obviously feeling that people who want to rent a house are not very polite, and they have lost their affection before meeting them.

She took off her glasses and put them on the tea table, walked out of the house, and opened the courtyard door through the path.

"Please don't keep ringing the doorbell." Jian Anzhi stood inside the door, frowning at the man who kept ringing the doorbell.

The man was Zhou Wenyuan's driver. As for Zhou Wenyuan and the others—because they were too hot, they had already returned to the car to blow on the air conditioner.

"Hello." There was a smile on the man's face, and there was an imperceptible arrogance. He had worked in a wealthy family for a long time, as if they had crossed the class and looked down on ordinary people. He lowered his head in front of Zhou Wenyuan, and arrived Jian Anzhi raised his head in front of him.

"Our young master wants to live in your house." The man said, "You can make a price at will."

He emphasized: "Our young master is not short of money, as much as you want."

Jian Anzhi had never seen such a person before, instead of being angry, he smiled: "Is a thousand billion okay?"

The man was dumbfounded, his smile froze on his lips.

In terms of hate, Jian Yao deserves to be the son of Jian Anzhi. The mother and son seem to be carved out of the same mold. She put her arms around her chest and sneered, "Is there any? I'll pack up and go to the hotel right now, without you now Just leave my house."

The man pursed his lips, and his tone was filled with anger: "I am discussing with you in a friendly manner, and I am not driving you away. What is your attitude? You ask a price for the rent, and I will pay you for the hotel Choose the best."

"Didn't I make an offer?" Jian Anzhi said, "If you can't get it out, don't talk so much nonsense."

"Also." Jian Anzhi said with a cold face, "Stop ringing my doorbell, and ring me to call the police."

Without waiting for the man to speak again, she turned around and closed the courtyard door.

She has seen a nouveau riche, but she has never seen such an unqualified, self-righteous nostril.

"I opened my eyes again." Jian Anzhi smiled, and quickly calmed down.

Jian Yao in the kitchen was frying the meat sauce, and the aroma wafted out from the kitchen. He poured the meat sauce into the freshly scooped noodles, and after mixing well, he called out: "Huo Yan, come in and serve the noodles."

Huo Yan walked into the kitchen, just as he walked into the kitchen, what he saw was Jian Yao's back.

Wearing an apron, Jian Yao was bending over to wash his hands by the sink. The surface on the sink was steaming, and the steam rose slowly, as if to surround Jian Yao.

Seems like this really is a "home".

Huo Yan's eyes gradually became dark.

The waves are surging in it.

"Put the bacon in the noodles for you, or put it on a plate and eat it by yourself?" Jian Yao turned his head.

Jian Yao asked strangely: "What's wrong with you?"

Huo Yan shook his head slightly: "Nothing."

Jian Yao didn't ask any more questions, just thought that Huo Yan was distracted just now: "Take it out quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold."

When Huo Yan approached, Jian Yao bumped Huo Yan with his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "I don't like that Zhou Wenyuan, if he seeks you, just ignore him, okay?"

It was rare for Huo Yan not to ask the reason, he seemed to have gotten used to Jian Yao's strange preferences: "Okay."

Jian Yao relaxed, and finally had a smile on his face: "Let's go, go eat quickly, I'm hungry."

The three sat at the dining table to eat, if Huo Yan's appearance was not too different from that of Jian's mother and child, they might be misunderstood as a family of three.

Huo Yan looked out from the floor-to-ceiling windows, Zhou Wenyuan's car had already left.

The scenery here is as usual.

He didn't want anyone to destroy it either.

Huo Yan smiled at Jian Yao who was sandwiching bacon for him.

When the smile fell, he held the tableware slightly harder, and the knuckles were very clear.

·

"Your towel." Jian Yao put the unused towel and toothbrush on the sink in the bathroom.

"Fortunately, there are new ones at home." Jian Yao yawned, "Otherwise, I would really be too lazy to go out and buy them."

Huo Yan looked at Jian Yao's face in the mirror, because after standing in the sun for a day, Jian Yao's cheeks were flushed, but it was not a sickly flush, but looked more bloody and healthier than usual.

"You can wear my pajamas." Jian Yao thought for a while, "It's just that it might be a little too small for you."

Huo Yan didn't care: "It's fine."

Jian Yao: "Why don't you wear it, since you'll be sleeping with me anyway."

Anyway, Jian Yao himself didn't mind, his bed was big enough for two people to sleep without crowding, and he had to wear pajamas himself so that he wouldn't stick to his flesh.

"I'm still ready." Huo Yan smiled.

Jian Yao: "Then if you feel uncomfortable when you sleep, you should take it off."

"I'll take a shower first." Jian Yao said, "Would you like to play in my room for a while, there is a computer."

"I have games on my computer, but they are all stand-alone."

Huo Yan has consciously walked out of the bathroom: "Okay."

Jian Yao was still a little worried: "If your parents call you, just say that you are at my house, and if they tell you to go back, don't go back, and leave them alone."

He is like an old father who worries about his children, lest he is not thinking comprehensively enough.

I am afraid that the "children" will be hurt by others.

"Did you hear that?" Jian Yao poked his head out of the door.

Huo Yan pursed his lips and smiled, "I heard that."

After hearing the answer, Jian Yao was relieved, humming a song and undressing in the bathroom, he looked at himself in the mirror, for some reason, the strange feeling when he wore it had disappeared without a trace, as if he had grown up like this before .

It is rare for Jian Yao to have the mood to look at himself.

There is a red mole on his left shoulder, but the seat is far behind and cannot be seen from the front.

The mole was not too big, but it was very red.

There is a scar on the heel of the leg, which should be the trace left by his naughty childhood.

Jian Yao began to look at his facial features again.

After he finished his observation, he walked into the partition and began to take a bath.

The shower became his microphone, and Jian Yao sang while flushing the water. Although he couldn't remember the lyrics, he could still sing a song vaguely. After taking a shower, Jian Yao realized that he didn't bring clean pajamas with him. Come in.

He wiped his hair, wrapped the towel around his waist, and opened the bathroom door.

Anyway, there are only three people in the family now, except that he himself is Jian Anzhi's biological mother, and Huo Yan is also a man.

And he didn't come out naked, wearing a bath towel was equivalent to wearing a pair of shorts.

After Jian Yao came out of the bathroom, he went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and took out two bottles of soda.

He went upstairs with the soda, the door of his room was open, Huo Yan was sitting in front of the computer, and he didn't know what he was doing.

"I brought you a bottle of soda." Jian Yao walked into the room.

Huo Yan turned his head, and Jian Yao happened to walk under the lamp.

The yellowish light fell on Jian Yao's body, intimately touching his skin, and the wet drops of water slowly slipped from his shoulders, slid along the muscle lines to his lower abdomen, and then were absorbed by the towel around his waist, Disappeared without a trace.

Jian Yao put the soda on the desk, and he looked down at the computer screen, wanting to see what Huo Yan was playing.

Huo Yan leaned back unconsciously, his eyes fell on the table, and he didn't look at Jian Yao again, because he could see Jian Yao's skin texture clearly when he turned his head.

"Go and wash." Jian Yao, "I have adjusted the temperature of the water, if you feel cold or hot, you can adjust it yourself."

Huo Yan: "I see, you put on your clothes first, the window is open, don't catch a cold."

Although the sun is hot during the day these days, the temperature around here is not high at night.

When Huo Yan said this, Jian Yao suddenly felt a little cold. He opened the closet, squatted down, and looked for pajamas from the drawer - all his pajamas were bought by Jian Anzhi, and he wore whatever Jian Anzhi bought, never complaining The style, so the pajamas Jian Anzhi bought for him are extra cute.

He picked out for a long time, and picked out a set of the most normal pajamas, bright yellow pajamas, with SpongeBob SquarePants and Pan Daxing printed on the chest.

Fortunately, this pajamas does not have a dinosaur tail, nor a piggy tail.

Jian Yao breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that we still need to prepare two sets of normal pajamas, in case there are no pajamas to wear when there are guests at home.

What he gave Huo Yan was summer pajamas, with short sleeves and shorts. Fortunately, the short sleeves were long enough, but the sleeves were too short, and Huo Yan might feel uncomfortable wearing them.

"You put it on first." Jian Yao handed the pajamas to Huo Yan, "If you are really uncomfortable, you can take it off, and you can just wear shorts."

Huo Yan: "I'm going out first, you remember to put on your pajamas."

Jian Yao: "I know, I won't catch a cold."

After Huo Yan went out, Jian Yao opened the bath towel and changed into pajamas. After changing, he ran to the balcony to watch the night view.

No matter how long he stays here, he still thinks the night view here is beautiful, especially the river surface, where there are always sparkling lights. Every time he comes to this time, he will completely let himself go, without thinking about anything, he takes a few deep breaths, and slowly Spit it out slowly.

Zhou Wenyuan and the others have already arrived.

As long as you stay away from him and Huo Yan, Jian Yao can pretend that they don't exist.

Jian Yao didn't want Huo Yan to have anything to do with the Zhou family. The Zhou family had no affection for Huo Yan. The Zhou family's parents had already invested countless time, energy and resources on Zhou Wenyuan. They knew that Huo Yan was their own After the child, she didn't have any mentality of wanting to make amends, she just found it troublesome and didn't want to recognize Huo Yan back.

If it wasn't for Zhou Zhibo's kidney failure and the lack of suitable sex, they would even pretend that they didn't know about it.

As for what will happen to Huo Yan in the future, they don't even care.

It may be because Jian Yao is also an orphan who was abandoned by his biological parents, so he empathizes with Huo Yan's experience.

He didn't understand why parents can have no feelings for their children?Even if she wasn't raised from a young age, even if she is eccentric, there should be a little bit of true affection, right?

Although the novel itself has no logic, Jian Yao is still aggrieved by it.

"What are you looking at?" A hoarse and low voice rang in Jian Yao's ears.

When he was in a daze, Huo Yan had already finished taking a shower, and he quietly walked behind Jian Yao. If you look at it from the front, it seems that he hugged him from behind Jian Yao, and Jian Yao's figure can be perfectly embedded. his arms.

"Look at the scenery." Jian Yao was taken aback, but quickly calmed down, still looking at the river.

There are a few small boats on the river with lights on, and the lights flicker on and off, Jian Yao is a little fascinated watching.

Huo Yan reminded: "It's already 10:30."

Jian Yao couldn't believe it: "So fast?!"

"Go to sleep." Jian Yao yawned and turned around.

Both of them froze for an instant.

Before turning around, Jian Yao was yawning, half-closed his eyes, and bumped into Huo Yan's arms.

Because the sleeves were too short, Huo Yan really didn't wear a shirt, and when he bumped into it, the tip of his nose hit Huo Yan's chest.

Huo Yan has chest muscles?

Jian Yao's mind was in a daze.

Huo Yan took a step back in silence.

Now Jian Yao doesn't feel embarrassed anymore, as long as the person who is embarrassed is the other party, then Jian Yao will never be embarrassed.

"Have you practiced?" Jian Yao asked with a smile.

Huo Yan shook his head slightly: "No."

Thinking about it, Huo Yan has no time to go to the gym to train his muscles?

"I can't, I'm too lazy." Jian Yao is very self-aware, "I definitely don't have time to go to the gym in high school, let's talk about it in college."

"Have I turned off the light?" Jian Yao walked to the door and turned to Huo Yan.

Huo Yan: "Shut it up."

Jian Yao turned off the light in the room, and the moment he pressed the switch, the light disappeared and darkness fell.

Only the moonlight shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a cold white light like water waves on the floor.

Jian Yao pulled back the quilt and got in. On a night when the temperature was low, Jian Yao let out a comfortable sigh as soon as he got in. The sheets and quilt covers were also newly changed today. smell.

"Why don't you come in?" Jian Yao poked his head out of the bed and looked up at Huo Yan who was standing beside the bed.

Huo Yan's back was facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the moonlight could not illuminate his face, so Jian Yao couldn't see his expression.

In this dark night where no one disturbed, Huo Yan said softly: "I have something to tell you."

Jian Yao had already lay down, leaned on the pillow, and asked dizzily, "What's the matter? Tell me."

Huo Yan stared at Jian Yao with the faint moonlight, he could see the outline of Jian Yao's face, which became blurred in the darkness.

"My dad's leg is broken." Huo Yan's voice was very soft, as if he was only trying to scare Jian Yao.

But his next sentence made Jian Yao sit up in an instant——

He said calmly, "I moved my hand."

Jian Yao's lips parted slightly, and he looked at Huo Yan in surprise, even though he couldn't see Huo Yan's face at all, he still wanted to distinguish Huo Yan's expression at this time.

After the wordless silence, Jian Yao finally found his voice, and he heard his own voice was unbelievably soft: "Are you kidding me?"

He couldn't see Huo Yan's face, but he could hear the almost inaudible smile in Huo Yan's voice: "I won't make such jokes."

"Why?" Jian Yao asked subconsciously.

His brain was spinning rapidly, and for no reason, he thought that he would start hunting snakes soon.

It was like a lamp, which immediately illuminated the way forward for Jian Yao's thoughts.

That's right, how could Huo Yan do anything to someone?

Jian Yao automatically blocked the memory of Huo Yan fighting back when the gangsters fought last time.

He knows Huo Yan well, Huo Yan is a gentle person, a good person with almost no bottom line.

It is impossible for Huo Yan to hurt someone for no reason, even if there is a reason, he will not take the initiative to hurt others.

Definitely passive.

"I know!" Jian Yao's voice was extraordinarily powerful in the darkness, "You must be worried that he would encounter danger when going up the mountain, and you missed it when you stopped him, right?"

Huo Yan was silent for a moment.

Jian Yao watched Huo Yan's figure slowly leaning down, and the bed vibrated visibly.

Huo Yan half-knelt beside the bed, he was very close to Jian Yao, and could even smell the fragrance from Jian Yao's body, maybe it was shampoo or body wash, but Huo Yan thought it smelled good.

"Don't you doubt me?" Huo Yan's voice became lower and lower, like a devil crawling out of hell, bewitching his prey.

However, the prey didn't notice it, didn't even feel a sense of urgency, and instead raised a smiling face.

"If I even doubt you, then no one in this world can make me believe it."

Jian Yao's voice was extremely firm, "I know who you are, and I won't doubt you."

After a long period of silence, Huo Yan finally let out a chuckle, one of his hands clenched into a fist against his lips, the bewitching tone just now seemed to be just Jian Yao's illusion, Huo Yan became that gentle voice again Mr. Hao Hao said: "I tried to persuade him not to go, but he... we had a dispute, and his leg hit the pillar."

Jian Yao: "I knew it!"

"No wonder you didn't talk much today. You were worried about him."

Jian Yao felt that he had already sorted out the cause and effect: "You shouldn't care about him, and you shouldn't think about him. It's not your fault, and he didn't do anything to you? This time he hurt himself, and it's his own fault. Next time Leave him."

Huo Yan: "He is my father after all."

Jian Yao: "..."

He really wanted to yell at Huo Yan, "He's not your father!"

But he still remembered his current identity, so he pursed his lips tightly and forcibly held back the desire to roar out.

Sometimes knowing the plot may not be a good thing.

It's not a good thing to empathize too much with the protagonist.

"Go to sleep." Jian Yao threw off the quilt, patted the seat next to him, and invited, "I've heated up the sleeping place inside, come in quickly, don't let the heat run away."

Huo Yan finally lay down, the two lay side by side, Jian Yao finally closed his eyes.

In the darkness, only Jian Yao's even breathing can be heard. He is indeed tired. The past two days have been intense physical training during the day, and the high temperature has tortured him. As long as no one disturbs him, he seems to be able to sleep all the time.

Huo Yan turned sideways gently, his gaze depicting Jian Yao's side face.

The other party's forehead, nose bridge, face shape and facial features all seem to be according to his aesthetics.

Or, it is because it is Jian Yao that he feels that every part of the other party is almost perfect.

He sees the light in the dark.

And the light knows nothing.

·

In the twilight of the morning, Yang Jinhua was sitting beside the hospital bed. Huo Gan's leg was wrapped in a bandage and put on a plaster cast. There was still a box of lunch on the small table next to the bed. Rubbing his face, cheered up a little.

After the doctor left, Yang Jinhua watched the director of the sub-district office come in with a basket of fruit.

"Jin Hua, how is Lao Huo?" the director asked with concern.

In the eyes of their neighbors, Huo Gan is not a bad person, he is very honest when getting along with his neighbors, even if he loses his temper occasionally, he does not lose his temper to outsiders.

When Huo Gan saw that the director was coming, he immediately began to cry and shout: "Director! What crime do you think I did? How did I raise a white-eyed wolf like Huo Yan?! I have not eaten less than him all these years He wears it, yes, his life is definitely not as good as a child from a rich family, but this is the situation in our family, and I, a father, did not lose him!"

"He actually did something to me!" Huo Gan sniffed his nose, "Director! I want to exterminate my relatives righteously, so he has to go to jail! He has to go to jail!"

When the ambulance came yesterday afternoon, Huo Gan had already cried about his son's broken leg while getting in the car.

Everyone who lives there now knows that Huo Gan's leg was broken by his own son.

It's just that people mostly hold the mentality of watching the excitement.

In the past, I only heard of Lao Tzu beating his son, but now there are sons beating Lao Tzu, how strange!

"Calm down." The director took out an apple from the fruit basket and handed it to Yang Jinhua, "Jinhua, take it and wash it, and peel off the skin for Lao Huo."

Yang Jinhua reluctantly took the apple, turned around and walked towards the sink.

She wanted to find Zhou Wenyuan more than taking care of Huo Gan.

For Huo Gan, she had been disappointed many years ago. He had no backbone, no goals, and no motivation.

He only knows that he is in the nest, and he is a waste when he leaves the house.

But Zhou Wenyuan was different, not at all like his own father. Not only was he handsome and well-built, he was also very smart. Not only was he good at studies, he was already able to learn to manage a company when he was only in high school.

Yang Jinhua wanted to hold Zhou Wenyuan's arm and show off to the world that this is her real son.

But she didn't have this chance, let alone dared to.

She didn't even dare to let Zhou Wenyuan know that she was his own mother. She was afraid that Zhou Wenyuan would hate her, so she would rather stay by Zhou Wenyuan's side as a nanny for the rest of her life.

Sometimes, Yang Jinhua even hoped that the Huo family would start a fire and burn both Huo Gan and Huo Yan to death, so that the secret could be buried in the coffin with them both.

She was thinking just now, what if Huo Yan beat Huo Gan to death?

The director sat on the stool next to the bed, and persuaded him very kindly: "Old Huo, I just came here to tell you that this matter should not be a big deal, and the family scandal cannot be exposed, not to mention that Huo Yan may not have done it on purpose. .”

"I still believe you said that he engaged in petty theft, but you said that he broke your leg..."

The director blinked his glasses, as if to say, "Who doesn't know who?"

"And Huo Yan's principal also called me." The director sighed, "Your Huo family has never had a college student. No matter what Huo Yan is, if he is admitted to a good university in the future, you will have a bright face, right?"

Huo Gan couldn't believe it: "...Director, what do you mean... let's forget about this matter? I've suffered this crime for nothing?"

The director looked at Huo Gan's appearance, felt that Huo Gan was pretending to be stupid, and said directly: "Let's not say whether Huo Yan did this, okay, even if it's the same as what you said, your leg is Huo Yan's. Yan interrupted, and he locked you in a dark room, how do you prove it?"

"You have to show evidence, right?" the director patiently persuaded, "And you're all right, aren't you?"

"Why make such a fuss about family affairs?"

Huo Gan pointed at his leg, and he felt like he was going crazy: "My son hit me, will he hit me if he hits me?"

Huo Gan couldn't believe what he heard from the director, because he was a family, so the beatings he received were for nothing? !

"It's not that you were beaten, of course you don't care!" Huo Gan yelled at the director, "You don't have a backache when you stand and talk! You go back and ask your son to break your leg, and then tell me why the housework is so big!"

The director leaned back, was sprayed by Huo Gan on his face, curled his lips in disgust, but after wiping his face, he still said: "Even if you don't think about yourself, you also think about your old Huo family. Being admitted to a good university and becoming the number one student in our county’s college entrance examination is a matter of honor and glory. If you sue him now, if you are really sentenced..."

"The next generation of your old Huo family will not be able to take the public examination and become an official."

"Besides, you only have one son, Huo Yan. I think it is impossible for Jin Hua to give you another baby at her current age." The director said, "Huo Yan's surname is Huo."

Huo Gan was stunned.

He knows who his real son is.

But his own son's surname is Zhou, and he may never recognize his ancestor in this life. To this day, the old Huo family really only has Huo Yan as the heir.

The director found that Huo Gan had already started to waver, so he took advantage of the victory and chased after him: "Let's forget about it."

Huo Gan wiped his face, but he didn't speak again, which means he agreed with the director.

The director was relieved now, and he smiled and said, "Oh, how can father and son have an overnight feud? I have to be fair, Huo Yan's child may have a lot of problems, but he is not bad for you as a father. You work as a winter and summer vacation worker, and you go to him to get money to play cards, but he never blinks an eye more."

"You, you just think too much." The director finished the "task" assigned to him by the principal, and said to Yang Jinhua who brought over the peeled apples, "Jinhua, take good care of Lao Huo, I still have something to do. We have to go first."

Yang Jinhua nodded, with no expression on her face: "Go slowly."

In the past, the director of the sub-district office was a great official in her eyes, but after staying in the Zhou family for a long time, she felt that this small official was nothing special, and all the people who entered and left the Zhou family were big names with surnames.

Her nostrils also slowly grew on her forehead.

When leaving the ward, the director looked back and rolled his eyes, not knowing what Yang Jinhua was proud of.

Yang Jinhua sat by the bed, Huo Gan suddenly asked: "Jinhua, tell me, will our son recognize his ancestor and return to his clan?"

"We both know that he is our son, but he takes someone else's surname, and his achievements in the future will not be counted on the head of my old Huo family."

Yang Jinhua became nervous instantly, and she quickly said, "Old Huo, don't think so, what's the use of recognizing it now?"

She lowered her voice: "When he gets the property and has money, we will recognize him back, otherwise the Zhou family's property will be cheaper than that young one. We haven't recognized our son for so many years, and we have suffered so much. Wouldn't it be in vain?"

Huo Gan pursed his lips, and he finally said, "All right."

He still dreams of becoming rich and powerful by relying on Zhou Wenyuan in the future.

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"Get up!" Jian Yao stretched out his arm to push Huo Yan.

Huo Yan slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the chandelier on the ceiling. Jian Yao woke up Huo Yan and got up to get dressed, turned his back to Huo Yan and took off his pajamas, only wearing a pair of underwear.

While wearing it, Jian Yao said, "My mother told me to call you early last night, it's only six o'clock, do you think you want to sleep for another 2 minutes?"

Huo Yan also sat up. He sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed the center of his eyebrows. The morning sun outlined his muscle lines, smooth but not abrupt, full of beauty. His voice was still a little hoarse: "No, I'll get up too."

"By the way, I'll get your clothes for you." Jian Yao had already put on his coat, stood up and put on his pants and said, "I washed it for you last night, it must be dry now."

Jian Yao rubbed his sleepy hair, walked outside, stretched, touched his belly by the way—he was hungry.

He first walked to the door of Jian Anzhi's room, knocked lightly on the door and asked, "Mom, do you have breakfast?"

It took a while for Jian Anzhi's voice to come out: "I can't get up, you two eat."

Jian Yao: "Understood."

When he went downstairs, he moved even more lightly, for fear of waking Jian Anzhi up.

After taking the dried clothes up, Jian Yao asked Huo Yan: "Why don't we go out for breakfast?