I practice by love games

Yun Xiaoming panicked all of a sudden, he thought of Wu Yeyao in the history book.

He started killing at the age of eight, and it has been 20 years since he killed!

Will he kill himself with a disagreement!

In a panic, Yun Xiaoming said, "No, it's not for 2 yuan, it's for the intensive class!"

As soon as the words came out, I wanted to bite my tongue off.

Wu Yeyao showed a relieved look, he had encountered many such things.

Although the stakes of this betrayal were lower than he had imagined, in general, it was nothing new.

If this person is a warrior, I will make him pay for the betrayal.

But a high school student, forget it.

Wu Yeyao took a step forward and stretched out his hand: "Bring it!"

Yun Xiaoming tightly held on to the 2 yuan bounty: "No!"

The corner of Wu Yeyao's mouth twitched: "What I want is a mobile phone!"

Yun Xiaoming's first reaction was that Wu Yeyao wanted to kill people to seize the treasure and steal his golden finger.

The second reaction was: Maybe this golden finger belonged to Wu Yeyao in the first place, and was accidentally obtained by the original owner. Otherwise, why would the great witch god fall weakly in his own home?

After two thoughts flashed by, Yun Xiaoming realized that Wu Yeyao wanted to delete the short video he recorded.

"Don't do this?" Yun Xiaoming took a step back.

I definitely dare not claim 2 yuan. If I can keep the small video, maybe I can sell it to the head teacher and earn a few thousand yuan...

Wu Yeyao took another step closer, Yun Xiaoming took another step back, and hit the wall of the living room with his back.

Yun Xiaoming was very depressed: "Can you keep it for me? Just keep it in mind, I'm your fan."

Yun Xiaoming is dying for money.

Wu Yeyao could have robbed them directly, but he was unwilling to do anything to ordinary people.

Moreover, because of his rapid escape just now, the wound was affected, and his body hurts badly, so he didn't want to use force.

He stretched out one hand to support the wall, resting and blocking the opponent's way.

He looked directly at Yun Xiaoming: "Give it to me, don't let me do it."

Yun Xiaoming raised his head and looked at Wu Yeyao.

A standard wall-dong posture.

Yun Xiaoming played "School Bully Wants to Hit Me" all day today, this situation is a conditioned reflex.

The moment the two looked at each other, Yun Xiaoming chose to [push away Wu Yeyao and escape].

But Wu Yeyao's skill was many times higher than that of the school bully. Before Yun Xiaoming could step out, Wu Yeyao grabbed his arm and pressed him against the wall.

"One last time, give it to me!"

These words were full of murderous intent and threats, and the whole room seemed to be frozen.

Yun Xiaoming has never directly felt this kind of cold breath, it seems like the lingering darkness in the eternal night, or like the blood mist in the dawn of cold winter.

"No...don't...want...no! I'll give it to you, don't kill me..."

Yun Xiaoming, who was born in a peaceful era, was so frightened by this powerful aura that he stuttered and couldn't speak clearly.

After finishing speaking, I thought in my heart that it was another bad line!

What do you want, do you want it or not? !Could it be that Wu Yeyao didn't understand!

Wu Yeyao didn't understand, lost all patience, and planned to use force.

With one hand, he locked Yun Xiaoming's hands to the wall above his head, and with the other hand he went into Yun Xiaoming's purse.

Yun Xiaoming began to struggle violently.

Just then, there was the sound of a key turning at the door.

Accompanied by the sound of turning the key, a gentle, middle-aged man's voice sounded: "Mingzi, uncle is back... Hey! What are you doing!"

Yun Xiaoming and Wu Yeyao turned their heads at the same time.

Sitting at the door was a middle-aged man, about 40 years old, with a handsome figure and clear eyebrows. Although he was wearing some shabby clothes, he was very neat.

"Uncle...Uncle?" Yun Xiaoming asked tentatively.

He has his own key and calls himself Mingzai, so he should be the original owner's uncle!

Wu Yeyao frowned slightly, slowly withdrew his hand from the wall, and let Yun Xiaoming go.

He didn't want his identity to be known by more people, killing people to silence him was not his usual style.

Besides, the other party is an innocent ordinary person, if it is not necessary, do not commit killing karma.

Yun Xiaoming quickly took advantage of this opportunity to run out and stand beside his uncle.

It wasn't until he stood beside the original owner's uncle that he suddenly realized something.

I was too nervous just now, I didn't really notice anything unusual about the original owner's uncle, I just knew that he was sitting.

Now that he was relaxed, he realized later that the original owner's uncle was sitting in a wheelchair.

Life is difficult for ordinary people these days, let alone a disabled person?

No wonder the family is so poor.

The uncle glanced at Wu Yeyao in the room, and then at Yun Xiaoming beside him, showing suspicious eyes.

The uncle's tone became extremely severe: "Mingzi, what were you doing just now?"

From this tone, it was clear that there was a misunderstanding.

Yun Xiaoming didn't want to expose Wu Yeyao's identity, and it would not do him any good to offend the great witch god face to face.

So he made up a lie: "I'm practicing... the fighting skills taught by my martial arts teacher."

Uncle obviously didn't believe it: "Why don't you practice at school and come home?"

Wu Yeyao had no expression on her face, she didn't seem to intend to participate in other people's housework, but her eyes were full of warnings.

Yun Xiaoming was in a dilemma.

He racked his brains, thought for a long time, and lied hesitantly: "It's because... um... because the teacher assigned a lot of homework today, I didn't study well, and I was fined by the teacher to copy the key points of history twenty times. I'm sure I can't copy them." Finished, so...um...uh...he said he would copy it for me, because...he is a new classmate I met today, a very helpful classmate."

The corner of Wu Yeyao's mouth twitched.

Uncle looked at Wu Yeyao, his eyes were very calm, but his voice was still stern: "Is that so?"

Wu Yeyao was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, the teacher assigned too much homework."

After speaking, he went straight to the room and opened Yun Xiaoming's schoolbag, took out his brand-new exercise book, picked up his pen, and asked, "Which key point should I copy?"

Yun Xiaoming quickly found the two pieces of A4 paper, pointed to the key points of the four hundred characters, and said, "This!"

Wu Yeyao: ...

Wu Yeyao: "This?"

Yun Xiaoming nodded: "Twenty times!"

Without saying a word, Wu Yeyao sat at the small desk in the corner of the living room, picked up a pen and copied, serious and serious.

Only then did the uncle let go of his doubts, and his tone became much gentler: "This classmate hasn't eaten yet, right? I bought vegetables to eat together. By the way, Mingzi, what's your classmate's name?"

Yun Xiaoming said first: "Xiao 8!"

The uncle said: "Xiao Ba, from now on our family Mingzi will be in school, please take care of him."

Wu Yeyao nodded and continued to copy the key points.

Taking advantage of the gap between his uncle and Wu Yeyao's chat, Yun Xiaoming hurried out all the way and found a place with a signal to call Xiao Ba.

"Xiao 8, I need your help with something, I have a friend at my house..."

Yun Xiaoming briefly explained the situation, and then said: "My uncle doesn't know you, but if you bump into you in the future, just say your name is...Xiao Jiu, don't reveal your secrets!"

Xiao 8 was very happy when he heard this: "What a good brother, if you have a good heart, you can get through without clicking. I was playing games in a black Internet cafe. I accidentally played late and I was worried that I didn't know how to explain to my dad. Then I told him, I I copied homework for you at your house! Wait, how about I just tell him to sleep at your house tonight, just to play all night...Boss, make sure you stay overnight!!"

Yun Xiaoming: "...Okay..."

Xiao 8 said: "I sleep on the bed, you sleep on the sofa, I use your face towel, what color is your towel?"

Yun Xiaoming said, "Do you need such details?"

Xiao Ba said: "You don't know, my dad is in criminal investigation...we have to be consistent in our statements, otherwise he will suspect me!"

Yun Xiaoming: "..."

The two confessed to each other, and Yun Xiaoming went home happily, only to find that Wu Yeyao hadn't left, and was really copying the key points for him!

Yun Xiaoming was very surprised: "Why haven't you left yet? Oh, is it about the small video? Why don't you just give me 3000 yuan and I'll just delete it for you."

Wu Yeyao didn't even lift her eyelids: "I plan to sleep at your place tonight."

Yun Xiaoming was stunned: "Why?"

Wu Yeyao said: "There is no place in the whole city that is more suitable for my recovery than here."

Yun Xiaoming said: "But it's very dangerous here! That policeman named Xiao Tunfei may come back anytime!"

Wu Yeyao stopped writing, looked up at Yun Xiaoming, and said flatly, "The most dangerous place is the safest place."

After finishing speaking, he continued to copy the main points, and imitated Yun Xiaoming's handwriting very carefully, as if there was no need to discuss this matter again.

Yun Xiaoming suddenly didn't want to talk, so he decided to chat with the original owner's uncle.

Uncle cooks in the kitchen, and those stoves and sinks are specially customized, which are much shorter than ordinary stoves.

"Uncle, let me help you!" Yun Xiaoming said, he also wanted to take this opportunity to get to know the original owner and his uncle.

The uncle said: "I don't need your help here. By the way, when I came back today, the property management said that it needs to strengthen management and issued a registration form. You can help fill it out. The ID card is in the drawer in my room."

Yun Xiaoming responded, went to his uncle's room, and saw the registration form on the bedside table.

The registration form required filling in the resident's ID number, so Yun Xiaoming opened the drawer of the bedside table, and an ID card lay quietly in the drawer.

The photo on the ID card looks younger, with three words printed on the name: An Chengtu.

"Xiao...Xiao Anzi?" Yun Xiaoming couldn't believe it, he saw the column of birth date.

Born: June 2013, 9

Yun Xiaoming's heart suddenly constricted, and his hands began to tremble a little.

Teacher's Day is Xiao Anzi's birthday. If he is alive, he will be 46 this year, and I should call him uncle.

Yun Xiaoming looked at the ID card, and at the smiling face with shallow crow's feet.

Gradually, that face overlapped with that of the giggling baby in memory.

Little Anzi had already grown so big.

It turns out...it's already this big...

Yun Xiaoming was in a mess. After filling out the form, he sat where he was in a daze.

For a while, I thought that Xiao Anzi seemed to be single, he was disabled, and he still had to support me, how did he live all these years?

After a while, I thought that his leg was broken, how did it break, and did it hurt?

For a while, I wonder why his nephew has the same name as mine, is it a coincidence or...

After a while, I thought that Xiao Anzi and I are neighbors, so does he know the current news about my parents?

There was the sound of washing vegetables in the kitchen, and the rustling sound of Wu Yeyao copying homework in the living room. Yun Xiaoming's thoughts flew back to a long, long time ago.

It wasn't until An Chengtu yelled "It's time to eat" that Yun Xiaoming woke up from the memory and jumped up to help serve the dishes and take the bowls and chopsticks.

The house is small and there is no dining room, so the coffee table in the living room is used as a dining table, and the three of us eat together.

An Chengtu's craftsmanship is good. Although the three dishes and one soup are simple, they are delicious.

Yun Xiaoming looked at An Chengtu and didn't know what to say for a moment. Wu Yeyao had already copied the important points twice, but thinking about eighteen more times, he didn't want to say a word.

An Chengtu broke the silence: "Mingzai, I have good news for you. Uncle passed the interview today, and he won't have to worry about money anymore!"

Yun Xiaoming was absent-minded: "That's great, what unit?"

An Chengtu said: "It is the Yicheng branch of Yuntu Company. They are a technology company specializing in biological research. The person in charge has decided to invite me to be their technician, responsible for the programming of automatic weapons. The salary is not low. "

Wu Yeyao interrupted suddenly: "The salary of Yuntu's Yicheng branch is not high at all, and even the technicians can only take care of food and clothing. You must go to the intensive class, and you want to go to Jingwu University. You must not be able to afford it. Your uncle is lying to you!"

An Chengtu was a little embarrassed, but after the embarrassment, he suddenly reacted, and his voice was full of surprise: "Mingzi, I heard that the minimum requirement for the intensive class is [-] meters and [-] seconds. You plan to go to the intensive class, which means...you can run fast. So fast, did you wake up?"

Yun Xiaoming came back to his senses, forced a smile, and said, "No, I haven't awakened. Actually... I don't really want to go, I heard that there are more homework in the intensive class... and Jingwu University fights and kills all day long. ..."

An Chengtu said: "Mingzi, uncle didn't mean to lie to you just now, but he really didn't know that you planned to take the intensive class. You have suffered a lot with me these years, but you believe in uncle, Yuntu Company is a big company and has recruited many Warrior, it won’t go bankrupt like those previous companies. Uncle is good at mathematics and is also good at writing codes. After entering, he will work hard and earn money with promotion and salary increase. You don’t have to worry about money.”

Although the An Chengtu in front of him is already over 40 years old, but Yun Xiaoming's eyes are always shaking the little Anzi who is pulling his trouser leg and taking brother Ming one by one.

How could Xiao Anzi worry about money?

Yun Xiaoming said: "Uncle, don't listen to Xiao Ba's nonsense, I'm just thinking about it casually, I don't really want to go..."

An Chengtu put down the bowl and chopsticks, looked into Yun Xiaoming's eyes, and said seriously: "Don't talk stupidly, Mingzai, it's a good thing that you can attend the intensive class, I'll find a way to confess; if you can go to Jingwu University, I will For you to go to Jingwu University; as far as you can go, uncle will support you! Don't give up."

Yun Xiaoming suddenly felt choked up and couldn't speak.

He looked at An Chengtu's neatly combed but graying hair; clean but old clothes; and a very tidy but small and dilapidated room...

At this moment, Yun Xiaoming felt an unprecedented sense of responsibility.

Although the friends and relatives from the past are gone, Xiao Anzi is still there!

I hugged him, nursed him, changed diapers, took him on a merry-go-round ride, I was his family.

His real nephew has gone somewhere, from now on, he will be guarded by me!

I want to take intensive classes, I want to go to Jingwu University, I want to be a martial artist, and I want to make money!

I want him to live a good life!

Yun Xiaoming's mood was agitated, and his desire to become stronger was more eager than ever!

So he took out his phone, feeling that no second should be wasted, and started the game with passion and responsibility.

"Don't play with your phone during meal time!" An Chengtu said, "Did you listen to what uncle said just now? How can you make up your mind one second and lose control of yourself the next? If you don't obey, your phone will be confiscated." !"

Yun Xiaoming: "..."

Yun Xiaoming: "Uncle, you misunderstood. I want to use my mobile phone to look up information and study."

"Eat quickly!"

"Oh... well... it smells so good!"

Wu Yeyao couldn't help but secretly smiled.

Very ordinary dialogues, very ordinary scenes, but revealed a long-lost warmth between father and son.

At this moment, a thought suddenly rose in his heart.

He wants to help this family, so that the children can study, the uncle can make money, and they can live a peaceful and safe life.

But just before the smile on Wu Yeyao's mouth disappeared, there was a knock on the door.

Xiao Tunfei, who failed to capture Wu Yeyao, suddenly felt a slight movement in his mind when he passed by Taoyuan Residence.

The most dangerous place is the safest place.

What if Wu Yeyao... came back?

"Student Xiaoming, open the door!" Xiao Tunfei straightened his clothes, trying his best to pretend to be a kind and amiable elder who could help Yun Xiaoming realize his wish.