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The child actually heard the call that Lao Luo made to his mother, but it was vague and unreal.All he knew was that Luo Zijun was in a bad mood, very bad.

This person usually has no heart, no lungs and no shape. When encountering problems, he can usually solve them on the spot and never stay overnight. So in the more than ten years that the child has known him, except for the night when he hid on the balcony and smoked, he has never seen him. When he is particularly irritable.

Luo Zijun sat on the bed in a daze for a while, then went to touch the bedside table, it was empty.

The child said: "Don't touch it, throw it all away, and take one for nothing to nourish your body for a year.

Luo Zijun was taken aback for a moment, then laughed again: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

The child turned over and buried his face in his abs. It felt so good, and he wanted to take a bite: "Sleep a little longer, it's not bright yet."

Luo Zijun glanced at his phone, it was 5:[-] in the morning, it was indeed early.

He took the child back into his arms and half-closed his eyes.

After a few minutes of silence, the child let out a shallow breathing sound, but Teacher Luo was still not sleepy.

Coming out to my parents so suddenly was a delicate feeling.Although he had come out once in the old house before, he never thought that he would come out to a living person so soon.Originally, the sky was far away from the emperor, and his parents would not come back once a year. Luo Zijun thought, before reaching the point where he had to say something, just hold it in for a while, anyway, everyone knows that the child is brought by him. As for the further relationship between the two of them, the situation of living together, as long as they don't tell the truth, it will not be so easy to be suspected.

Why bother to find yourself unhappy.

But I don't know why, as soon as he answered the phone call and saw the person lying next to him, Luo Zijun suddenly couldn't hold it in anymore, he couldn't hold it in for a second, he just didn't want to hold it in anymore.

Why.

This child had no status more than 100 years ago, and more than 100 years later, he still had no status when he was born. The only thing that made him happy in these few lives was probably the title "Luo Zijun's boyfriend".

So since he is happy, why not make him happier, Luo Zijun's boyfriend should be upright.

Dudu suddenly moved, sniffed, and spoke in a nasal voice while half asleep and half awake: "You don't have to say it."

The child knows that Mr. Luo and his family have always been close. Although Lao Luo doesn't mention it much, it is common sense that their family should not be so easy to accept coming out of the closet, so Lao Luo suddenly made such a move , It is estimated that the relationship will deteriorate for a while.

For whom, he is not stupid, of course for himself.

Luo Zijun pinched his earlobe and lay down on his side.

"It's okay to say it, and it's refreshing to say it. Sooner or later, I will say it."

The child curled up into a ball, nestled his hands and feet into his arms, and yawned again: "Well, it's fine if you think it's okay."

Luo Zijun laughed: "What's wrong with me? Oh, yes, there's something special."

"Ok?"

"That old house, the Cultural Affairs Bureau asked me to apply for a cultural relic protection unit before, and asked me to donate it to be a museum. It was just when I first met Zhuang Shihuai."

"Donate, as I just said, it's fine if you think it's okay, you have the final say."

Luo Zijun closed his eyes, and rubbed his chin on the child's head twice: "But I belong to you, so you have the final say."

The matter of donating the house may have been rumored by some gossip from Luo Zijun's hometown before, and it was rumored to his parents' ears, and an idea suddenly became a certainty.The power of rumors is powerful, and the speed of spread is comparable to bird flu. There is turmoil on the other side of the ocean, and the local upstarts with ulterior motives are also eager to grab this piece of fat.

Sure enough, that afternoon, before the class was over, a colleague rushed into the office and told Lao Luo to go to another door after work. The main entrance was blocked by a group of social youths who looked very social. The ground was dyed all kinds of chicken feather colors, and everyone who met at the school gate asked if they knew Luo Zijun.

Looking out of the office window, I could just see this group of people wandering around the gate.

Luo Zijun thought for a long time, and called Nian Chaoyun.

Then he went downstairs, and his colleagues stopped him and told him to call the police.Luo Zijun said: "The police don't care if they call the police. They didn't steal, they didn't rob me, they didn't restrict my personal freedom, and they didn't threaten me. It's useless if the police come. I know what happened."

Sure enough, the hooligans came for the house.

"Teacher Luo, don't come here in harm's way."

Luo Zijun raised his eyebrows at them.

The little hooligan rubbed his hands, and approached with a cigarette in his mouth with a playful smile: "Look, you are going to give up this house, who will you give it to? In this way, let's discuss it, you will give it to me and I will pay double!"

Teacher Luo didn't move. The man looked at his hand and added another finger: "Three times."

Luo Zijun still didn't move.

The man gritted his teeth and said two words: "Four times!"

Luo Zijun said: "Don't worry, even if you pay forty times, I won't sell you!"

The little hooligan became angry, and he threw his half-smoked cigarette on the ground pretentiously, like a third-rate Hong Kong and Taiwan drama, the big brother gave a signal and a group of minions immediately huffed and surrounded him.

The security guard, who had been watching the fire from the other side for a long time, saw that something was wrong, and rushed out with a stick: "What are you doing! What are you doing at the school gate! Now is a society ruled by law, let me tell you!"

The little hooligan raised his hands: "No, let's just chat, chat, don't be nervous."

Luo Zijun didn't bother to talk to them, and looked at the time, guessing that Nian Chao Yun's helper would be here soon.

Sure enough, three or four bulletproof vehicles stopped at the school gate, and a dozen or so tall men in black clothes, black pants and black sunglasses came down with a whimper, looking like the Matrix, scaring many people out of school gone back.

The little hooligan's back also froze, obviously he didn't expect it, but the scene still had to be sustained.

"Teacher Luo, please help?"

Just as the little hooligan was about to pass by, the man in black suddenly stood in the middle, like a mountain, and he could feel the tense muscles under the fabric of his suit through the suit.

Teacher Luo narrowed his eyes: "Tell your boss, give up, I won't sell this house to you, now everywhere is cracking down, you don't do clean things, don't rush for this business, Isn’t it good that our well water doesn’t violate the river water?”

The little hooligan wanted to say something else, but found that the brothers he had brought were all submerged in the group of "big mountains", and he seemed very isolated and helpless.

In front of Boss Nian's bodyguards, this group of menacing men who came to provoke trouble, it was the guerrillas who met the regular army.

Now it's the little hooligan's turn to sigh, worry, why is it so difficult to go back to work and earn money.

On the way back, Luo Zijun called Zhuang Shihuai: "Hurry up, when will you take my house over?"

Lao Zhuang was baffled by what he said: "It's so sudden, haven't you been unwilling before?"

"I had a problem before, but now it's settled. It doesn't make much sense for me to keep this house. You can hang a sign of a cultural relics protection unit, and then set up a museum. According to the law, this place It becomes old and antique, and once it is taken over by the state, it cannot be moved casually, and those people who have the ability to challenge their superiors."

Zhuang Shihuai said: "Okay, don't worry, I will do it for you when I come back this time, oh yes, I have some news to tell you."

"what?"

"Your parents are back, they may have arrived today."

Luo Zijun slammed on the brake, screamed inwardly that he was not good, and hurriedly took out his phone to call Duchengyi.

The video call was connected in a second, and the wet hair of the child in the camera looked like he had just taken a bath, and his big eyes stared like a deer, making Luo Zijun's heart itch, and he called out with a playful smile, "Baby, give me a kiss."

Before the child could return to him, the next second, the faces of his parents appeared in the camera.