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His room was cleaned by a servant every day, and there was no trace of dust on the table or cabinet. After an afternoon in the car, after an unpleasant incident that happened at night, now he was alone in the house, feeling extremely tired all over his body.

It's more tiring than a day of training in the army.

Lying flat on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, wondering if he is home now.

Touched the phone, tapped the keyboard quickly, and sent a message: "I have arrived home safely, how about you?"

Jian Chengye: "I'm home."

Fu Ze'an typed and deleted on the keyboard, deleted and typed, and finally typed and sent: "I'm a little tired!"

Jian Chengye: "Just take it easy."

Speechlessly put down the phone.

Originally, I had something on my mind that I wanted to confide in, but when I saw these five words, I didn't want to say it at all.

Generally, when encountering such a situation, a straight man will say to drink more hot water and take a good rest. A steel straight man like Jian Chengye will only say to take it easy.

What if it's not good to take it easy? !

The most frustrating thing was that Jian Chengye didn't care at all why he was tired, even if he asked one more question.

Seeing these five words, he felt even more tired.

Fu Ze'an: "I'm asleep."

Jian Chengye: "Yes."

He put down his phone exhausted and depressed, maybe one day, the last straw that crushed him was not his parents but Jian Chengye.

"Dong dong dong..." There was a regular knock on the door.

"Come in." There was a strong sense of fatigue in his tone.

Uncle Fu held a bowl of steaming porridge in his hand: "Second Young Master, Madam saw that you didn't finish your dinner, and she was afraid that you would be hungry at night, so she arranged for someone to cook the lean meat porridge you usually like to drink."

Fu Ze'an sat up from the bed and looked at the hot preserved egg and lean meat porridge without being moved: "Uncle Fu, I'm tired and want to sleep for a while. If you eat too much before going to bed, it's easy to accumulate food. Take the porridge down."

Uncle Fu kindly picked up the porridge and brought it to his eyes: "In that case, let's have a few bites, and Uncle Fu will go down after eating, so I won't disturb your rest."

Fu Ze'an consciously took two sips of porridge to drink. The preserved egg and lean meat porridge was delicious, but he was not in the mood to eat now. After Uncle Fu closed the door and went downstairs, he fell asleep after lying on the bed for a while.

Today he is really feeling a little tired.

I was thirsty and planned to go downstairs to drink water, but when I stood at the door of the room, I heard a burst of joyful conversation from downstairs.

Mrs. Fu: "An'er came back last night. He stayed in the room after breakfast. You two haven't seen each other for a long time. I'll send someone to call him down. You two have a good chat."

After reading countless people, she can clearly see Yin Mo's feelings for her precious son. She just picked him up last night, and before the news got out, this kid ran over early in the morning No matter how you look at it, I think it is thousands of times better than Jian Chengye, whom my precious son likes, who has never met.

Just when he was about to call for someone, he looked up and saw Fu Ze'an's slender body appearing at the entrance of the double-entry stairs. He quickly smiled and said, "Just as I was about to send someone to call you, you came down. You two haven't seen each other for a long time. You must have a lot to talk about." , I just met someone to go shopping with, so I won’t be here as a light bulb.”

As soon as the voice fell, he disappeared into the living room.

I didn't ask Yin Mo why he knew the news of his return. Yin Xu was his younger brother. After returning home, he would definitely explain all the things in the army clearly.

Yin Mo wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a well-fitting white high-end suit. He looked like a refined scholar. When he saw him go downstairs, he went to his side and said, "Do you like the birthday present for you, Yin Xu? The boy told me that you liked the gift very much when you received it, you brat, you are not lying to me."

Fu Ze'an poured a glass of water and sat down on the sofa: "You have always had a good eye, and the style of the brooch is good. Don't you have to go to work?"

The two were classmates in high school, and he clearly remembered that Yin Mo studied at a medical university, and worked in the Central Hospital of City A after graduation, gaining a great reputation in the industry.

Yin Mo: "Doctors also have holidays, and today I am not on duty. When you were in high school, you liked eating at Yunji the most. It is almost Chinese New Year, and Yunji has launched new dishes. I haven't tried the taste yet, but look at the menu. The appearance on the table is good, do you want to eat together at noon?"

Fu Ze'an sighed, Yin Mo's feelings for him were very similar to his feelings for Jian Chengye.

The only difference between the two is that he has a slightly higher emotional intelligence, he can understand clearly, and he will not be muddled when he refuses.

Rejection in disguise: "During the years in the army, my taste has changed."

Unaffected at all, with a warm smile on the corner of his mouth: "It doesn't matter if you don't like to eat together if your taste changes. There are so many food streets in City A, there is always a restaurant that you like. I have been in the hospital for the past ten years. In the army, not to mention meeting, even the number of text messages and phone calls can be counted on the fingers, and it is hard to meet once, and ask you to have lunch together, this request is really not too much."

Inviting him to dinner as an old classmate, and using the reunion as an excuse, there is no reason to refuse: "It's not too much."

After eating outside with Yin Mo, we went shopping for a while.

I haven't been back for several years, and city A has undergone great changes. A new mall has been built on West Street, which is much larger than the old mall.

We walked around and almost had dinner together again. When we got home, our stomachs were still full.

Almost at the dinner table, Yin Mo kept persuading him to eat more.

In fact, he really wanted to say that the food in the army is very good, they often cook small stoves, and their lives are not bad at all.

I was so bored looking through the things in the room, it was exactly the same as when he left, without any change.

Shumen Shulu took out two self-taught harmonica books from the corner of the bookshelf, took out his mobile phone and called Shen Yunfan.

Shen Yunfan was taken aback when he saw the strange call. It was really not easy for him to call for sales at such a late hour. He reached out to hang up but slipped his hand to answer.

Fu Ze'an: "Is it Shen Yunfan?"

The familiar voice shocked him, and there was a little excitement in the voice: "It's me."

Fu Ze'an: "Send me your home address. I just found two books on learning the harmonica at home. I'll send them to you while the express delivery hasn't stopped in the past two days."

Shen Yunfan: "Thank you, Instructor Fu."

As soon as Fu Ze'an hung up the phone, Shen Yunfan quickly wrote down the numbers in his heart, created a new contact, and wrote a note.

God bless, luckily I clicked the answer with my hand slipped and didn't hang up, otherwise I would have missed more than [-] million.

For two or three days in a row, Yin Mo seized the opportunity and ran to Fu's house. At night, Yin Mo carried a box in his hand, went to his room with familiarity, and pushed the box in front of him.

Fu Ze'an opened the box suspiciously, and smelled a faint scent of medicine, and quickly closed the box: "Why did you give me a box of traditional Chinese medicine?"

Yin Mo explained with a smile: "I heard from my aunt that you have been cold since childhood, and every winter, your hands and feet will be cold. No matter how you cover it, you will not be able to cover it. Those Chinese medicine bags are specially made by me after checking the information. I tested it myself Yes, use it to soak your feet before going to bed, sleep under the quilt at night, your hands and feet will not be cold, and soak your feet more in winter, it is good for your body and sleep."

Fu Ze'an: "Now I seriously suspect that you are advertising and selling."

Yin Mo: "That's only for you."

Fu Ze'an was taken aback by such straightforward words, but said: "When I was a child, I often took medicine and went to the hospital. What I hate the most is medicine, but now you send me a box of traditional Chinese medicine. You are deliberately embarrassing me, right?"

Yin Mo: "It's used to soak your feet. I specially put Fushen in it, which has the effect of calming the nerves."

Fu Ze'an put the box aside, and he couldn't refuse any further, and asked, "Why did you suddenly go to a medical university?"

Knowing that he arrived at the medical university, I was puzzled for a while.

When he was not in the army, he often attended business gatherings with his parents. The boss of the Yin family was also Yin Mo's eldest brother. At that time, he often took Yin Mo to meet various bosses. The intention was obvious. After Yin Mo graduated from university, he would stay in the group. Help the eldest brother of the Yin family manage the company.

After he joined the army, he had little contact with the outside world and rarely went home. I heard that he was going to a medical university, but he had no chance to ask why.

Compared with being a doctor in your own business, what's more, the relationship between doctors and patients is not good now. Two days ago, a doctor had an argument with a patient on the headlines of Weibo. In a rage, the patient picked up a fruit knife and stabbed the doctor to death Popularity, comparing the two, no matter how you look at it, the former is better.

Yin Mo asked rhetorically, "Why do you have to join the army?"

Fu Ze'an subconsciously wanted to answer Jian Chengye, but met his serious gaze and said nothing.

Yin Mo sighed with a smile. He thought very naively at the beginning. After graduating from medical university, he would use the knowledge he had learned to take good care of Fu Ze'an.

When he was sick, he could always be by his side. Ten years later, Fu Ze'an not only lived in someone else's heart, but also was so healthy that he didn't need his presence.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Silent looked like he was thinking about the problem seriously, and continued to say: "You don't have to feel sorry in your heart, you can treat me as your friend, after all, we have been classmates for three years, let alone persuade me to give up thinking about you , I think about you just like you do for Jian Chengye, you have had a crush on him for so long, and you have paid so much for him, have you ever regretted it?"

Fu Ze'an: "Never."

From that year when he decided to join the army, to signing up for the special forces selection at the age of 24, and then to the two partners of 001 doing missions together, he has not received any response to these companionships, but he has never regretted it.

Yin Mo smiled and said: "So you can empathize with me. Tonight I work the night shift, so I can't have dinner with you. Go to bed early and don't stay up late."

Fu Ze'an: "Yes."

In the blink of an eye, it was New Year's Eve, Mr. Fu got up early in the morning to write couplets in his study, and Mrs. Fu stood aside to help grind ink: "Today is a festive day for the old man. Don't mention it again at the dinner table tonight. Don't mention it on New Year's Eve." It's not pleasant, I'll talk to An'er tonight."

Mr. Fu stood tall and slender beside the desk, with his left hand behind his back and a brush in his right hand. He wrote bold big characters one after another on the red-backed golden dark pattern paper, and said, "Yes."

He didn't want to make trouble, but every time he thought of his precious son running behind other people's ass/ass, he felt a sense of anger in his heart.

Raising this son is worse than raising a dog.

The dog will not be angry with him, and is loyal to him, and will only run behind him.

Write three or four couplets with a brush, and arrange for servants to paste the couplets at the gate after drying.

Spring Festival couplets must be posted at the entrance, as long as couplets are pasted and red lanterns are hung, there will be joy and excitement of the New Year.

There was a commotion downstairs. Fu Zeyu settled all the company's affairs early, and took his wife and son home for the New Year.

Fu Ze'an looked at the gate, moved his seat, moved from the middle of the sofa to the side, and called out, "Brother, sister-in-law, happy new year."

Seeing his baby brother sitting on the sofa eating fruit, he quickly sat down beside him: "Happy New Year, baby brother."

Fu Mingyu hurriedly called from the side obediently: "Uncle, Happy New Year."

The boy's unique and immature voice immediately attracted Fu Ze'an's attention, and his eyes fell on the little carrot head in the middle of the living room. He took Fu Mingyu's hand and looked around seriously: "It's so big in the blink of an eye, it grows so fast , How many grades are you in this year?"

Fu Mingyu raised his head proudly and said, with a bright smile on his face: "In the first grade, I scored 100 in Chinese and mathematics in the final exam."

Infected by his smile, a slight smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and he rubbed his hair: "It's great to get double hundred points in the exam. Uncle will give you a big red envelope tonight."

Fu Pengyu's eyes were shining brightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth got bigger and bigger, bouncing around in the living room: "Oh yeah, big red envelope."

What children like most during the Chinese New Year is to receive red envelopes and set off fireworks. After sitting in the living room for a while, they feel like they are sitting on a nail, clamoring and pulling their mother to set off fireworks outside.

Seeing the scene where the mother and son were holding hands and going outside to set off fireworks together, Fu Ze'an couldn't help sighing, "Time flies so fast."

Fu Zeyu said calmly: "Yeah, time flies so fast. When Yu'er was just born, I could hold her with one hand. In a blink of an eye, she was so big that she could jump and jump and was in the first grade. Are you too? Time to have a baby."

Sighing secretly in his heart, another person came to do ideological work for him. Tonight's New Year's Eve dinner may be a grand banquet for him.

He retorted without hesitation: "The child is not my business alone. If I want to have one, I can have one. I will go out to the vegetable market and buy a lot."

Is it really good to compare children with radish and cabbage in the vegetable market?

For a moment, I was speechless.