[Yu Huangyu] If Yu Wenzhou became bald

Fang Ruijuju once again encountered a major crisis of trust in his life.

"The last time I encountered this kind of thing was when Lao Lin went to eat skewers and didn't take me, and then he paid me ten meals of crayfish!" Fang Rui complained sternly, "So when did the two of you have sex?"

"It might have been one or two months ago, or it might have been three or four months ago," Yu Wenzhou picked up chopsticks calmly, "Why do you know so clearly? Isn't this inviting you to dinner?"

"Wow, I've been following dramas for more than ten years, and I'm not allowed to watch the finale. How can I heal the damage I suffered with just one meal?" Fang Rui curled his mouth and pointed at the person opposite him, " And you said, do you have one-tenth of my military medal?"

Yu Wenzhou laughed: "Yes, you have worked very hard."

"That's the assist from my golden right hand..." Fang Rui puffed up his chest to praise himself, and didn't forget to ask, "Can I report now? What's the progress?"

"Uh... get ready to meet your parents."

"When?"

"Just go back after this business trip." Yu Wenzhou put down his chopsticks, "Go to my house first this time."

"What difficulty does your family belong to? Two people open up wasteland in a hundred-person dungeon?"

"Fortunately, I hinted at it. Based on what I know about my parents, they should understand..." Yu Wenzhou tilted his head, "... right?"

"Don't panic, don't panic!" Fang Rui comforted, "The light of this lucky star has shone on you! Of course, the main thing is your own ingenuity."

"Hey, are you so objective today?"

Fang Rui snatched the last piece of ribs: "Hey, eating people has a soft mouth."

Yu Wenzhou is a very planned person, he may be born to worry about his life, and he will be troubled if he doesn't silently dig out the details in his heart. On the spiritual level, he is close to a princess and pea who sleeps on seventeen layers of velvet cushions and is still on pins and needles.

For example, when he returned home this time, he called his family in advance to inform him that he was going to bring a "very important person" back. It was rare to define Huang Shaotian in such a formal way in two senses, and in a flash he had practiced for more than thirty years. His face felt a little embarrassed.The voices of the parents on the other side of the phone paused, and they tasted some unfinished meaning from the solemnity, and rushed to ask: "Is it your girlfriend?"

"No..." Yu Wenzhou paused, "It's Shaotian."

"Oh, it's Shaotian..." Yu's mother responded casually, "When are you coming back? Have you taken your leave? What does Shaotian like to eat? I remember he likes meat—"

"That's right," Yu Wenzhou said with a smile, "Actually, he likes to eat everything except okra, but it's better to have a stronger taste, ah, how about that stew that you are good at? Last time he looked at the photo, he kept saying Want to eat...Mom?"

"Ah? Hmm..." Yu's mother was startled when she was called out, and she came back to her senses.She looked up at her husband in a daze, watching the evening news intently, and raised her hand to cover the microphone. She didn't know what she wanted to ask, so she lowered her voice, and filtered it out of the erratic premonition based on intuition and instinct. A repeated question: "Is it Shaotian?"

She heard a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, before she was answered with a solid monosyllabic: "Yes."

"Is this body better or this body?" Huang Shaotian frowned at the three or four sets of clothes spread out on the bed, "Or this body? Will this body be too young?"

Yu Wenzhou leaned on the head of the bed to draw a tablet, picked up the spare clothes that had been draped over his lap and smiled: "Are you a little nervous? Are you so thoughtful? You're asking whether the thrush is deep or not?"

Huang Shaotian didn't get it that he was silently taking advantage of his words, and was genuinely distressed: "First impressions are important, okay! What if your parents don't like me?"

"Oh, first impression?" Yu Wenzhou raised his eyebrows, "The first impression of you has already been decided."

"..." Huang Shaotian recalled the painful past of staying at Yu Wenzhou's house in the middle of the night during the summer vacation when he was young and ignorant, and he was too devoted to grabbing wild map bosses to wake up Yu Wenzhou's parents. He really wanted to travel back ten years and beat himself to death, "Then So what should we do?"

"Then, what can we do?" Yu Wenzhou imitated Huang Shaotian and stammered, but Mr. Huang gave him a hard look, "Cough, well, don't be afraid, maybe my parents are more nervous than you right now. .”

"Of course they are afraid that you will be spoiled by me, maybe they have prepared a broom to beat me out???"

"..."

"Could they find a fiancee that you can marry with your fingertips temporarily? Let me quit for your happiness?"

"........."

"Will you give me 500 million to let me leave you? Does your family have 500 million?"

"Don't worry, I won't give you any."

"Wow, so ruthless!" Huang Shaotian laughed at himself, jumped onto the bed and rolled around a few times, crumpling his carefully selected clothes.He pressed his forehead to the side of Yu Wenzhou's leg, and asked under the quilt, "Are you afraid?"

"What's the use of being afraid?" Father Yu pushed his reading glasses and turned a page of the newspaper, "Whether you're afraid or angry or against it, it's useless in the end. You don't know about your own son?"

"I'm not opposed to..." Yu's mother was halfway on the bed, pinching the corner of the quilt, "Of course it's not that I don't object...I just...just...well, it's not necessarily true, maybe I'm thinking too much. Bar!"

Yu's father was noncommittal about this kind of deceitful behavior: "Aren't you used to thinking too much when you shouldn't think too much, and not thinking too much when you should think too much?"

"Hey, why are you acting like you have nothing to do with yourself? Is it my son? Is it my son?" Yu's mother shook the blanket angrily, complaining in bits and pieces.What follows is the customary soliloquy, including "How did I marry someone like you back then" and "My husband and children have no conscience" spree, half-truths and half-false, stretching endlessly. Hovering and lingering in the night sky, compose a single loop of low and slow background music.When the bed was tidied up, the long tone was finally folded into folds and faded away. Mother Yu glanced sideways at her husband: "I told you not to read the newspaper at night, the words are so small, and the light is not good."

"Hmm..." The person who was told took the time to put away the newspaper, and was immediately sent out by "soul torture": "Old Yu, aren't you worried?"

Father Yu heaved a long sigh, and finally had to face this disturbing guess: "When he comes back, I will have a good talk with him."

"You'd better kill them in the cradle, you have to tell him," Yu's mother was distressed solemnly, "the ring his grandma left for me to pass on to my daughter-in-law is for women."

"..."

"Hey, Wenzhou brought her home, so she should be regarded as a daughter-in-law...not...daughter, cough, son-in-law?"

"Where do I know to go!" The old man was very annoyed, "Ask him yourself!"

Huang Shaotian wished he could move the entire gift shop to Yu Wenzhou's house, but when he was about to reach the cashier, Yu Wenzhou cut him off: "I did it on purpose."

"When is this, do I dare not do it deliberately!" Huang Shaotian was anxious, "Live! Die! Survive! Die!"

"Life and death are up to me, how can I tell them that the impact of this matter will be relatively small." Yu Wenzhou put the things in Huang Shaotian's arms back on the shelf one by one, "But this matter itself is settled, and there will be no change of."

For more than ten years, Huang Shaotian has always felt that this kind of Yu Wenzhou thief with his own unwavering BUFF is handsome, but now the relationship is different, so he is embarrassed to boast.He followed Yu Wenzhou and murmured all the way, until there were only two boxes of precious tea leaves left, and he hugged him tightly: "Don't tell me to go to your house empty-handed, Han Wenqing! I'm going to cry!"

"All right, just tea." Yu Wenzhou glanced at the tea box with a smile, "I'm very good at picking, it's my parents' favorite drink."

"That's it," Huang Shaotian raised his head, "I remember you bought it one year before you went home."

"After rounding things up, the two of them are like-minded, saying that this tea is their first common language."

"It's so romantic, isn't it?"

"So my mother said..."

"Huh? What did you say?"

He said that if he brought his partner home in the future, he would bring this tea to the door.Yu Wenzhou was afraid that Huang Shaotian would be so stiff that his left foot would trip over his right, so he didn't dare to tell the truth: "It would be best if my partner also likes to drink tea... What are you doing with your phone?"

Huang Shaotian: "I'll change my encyclopedia. My favorite thing: drinking tea."

Yu Wenzhou: "..."

No matter how anxious or anxious someone is, the meeting that should come will always come.Yu Wenzhou rang the doorbell of his own house, squeezed Huang Shaotian's wrist before opening the door, and was about to say something when the door creaked open, so he had to change his position temporarily and shouted tremblingly, "Mom..."

"Are you back?" Yu's mother wiped her hands on her apron twice, and reached out to Huang Shaotian over Yu Wenzhou with a smile on her face, "Shaotian is here too? How long has it been since you came to our house?"

Huang Shaotian wished to give the person in front of him a 180-degree bow where his forehead touched the upper of his shoe, but unfortunately his flexibility was not enough, so he shook hands with Yu's mother as if dying, and hurriedly handed over the tea in his hand as if paying a toll: "Auntie Okay, here is some tea for my uncles and aunts..."

Still so deliberate.Yu Wenzhou commented in his heart.

Yu's mother glanced at the tea box, her impeccable smile wavered for a moment, and then she piled up a brighter smile: "Oh hehe, come on, come on and bring something, come in and sit, come in and sit."

Yu Wenzhou rubbed his nose: Well, this is more deliberate.

The two sides exchanged deliberately, tried to be polite first, warmed each other, and feared being left alone, just like a textbook-like friendly and warm welcome scene. Yu Wenzhou was caught in this vigorous illusion and entered the house, and asked casually: "Where is my dad?" ?”

Yu's mother turned her head to look at him, her expression turned cold for a second, her eyes seemed to have been soaked in ice water: "I'm killing fish in the kitchen."

"..." Yu Wenzhou didn't dare to speak anymore, and silently covered the side of his face while his mother was making tea.

"What's wrong with you?" Huang Shaotian asked him, "Toothache?"

Yu Wenzhou frowned pitifully: "My cheek hurts."

In the long history and culture of our country for thousands of years, in order to maintain the long-term stability of the country and the harmonious interpersonal relationship, our ancestors invented a four-character mantra like a genius: "Let's eat first."

Although Yu Wenzhou had a pain in his cheek, it still couldn't affect the peace of the singing and dancing at the dinner table. As soon as he sat down, he saw all his parents' specialty dishes. Apart from the meat and meat that he said, there was also a whole fish. Standing conspicuously in the middle, with meat stuffed in ginger oil across his body, it was deep-fried in a pan until it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and then topped with sweet and sour gorgon, facing Mr. Yu with his mouth half open.Half of Yu Wenzhou's body quietly shifted towards Huang Shaotian, and said in a breathy voice, "This is about courtesy first and then soldiers."

Huang Shaotian felt that he was sweating on his forehead in this cold spring day: "What should I do?"

Before Yu Wenzhou had time to answer, he heard his mother say affectionately: "Young God."

"Hey!" Huang Shaotian almost missed his chopsticks.

"Eat more, don't be polite!" Mother Yu said enthusiastically, "Try your Uncle Yu's cooking."

"it is good……"

"Shaotian hasn't come to our house for several years, right?" Father Yu answered.

"Yes……"

"Why do you have time to come here this time?"

Huang Shaotian, who is so gifted in eloquence, has moments when he is like a gun king, and he can only utter one or two syllables at a time.Finally got a chance to speak a complete sentence, and he quickly swallowed the meat in his mouth with enthusiasm: "Wenzhou has always said that he really wants to go home and rest at home for a few days, so I will come along for a few meals."

"Hey, Shaotian, after you stop playing games, aren't you working in City G? It's quite far from Wenzhou, right?"

"I've already moved to City B," Huang Shaotian said slowly, "I've also been transferred to work in City B."

"In City B, where do you live?"

"Which piece is it..." Huang Shaotian kept smiling and kicked Yu Wenzhou under the table, and the meat that Yu Wenzhou had just reached his mouth fell back into the bowl.

His own swordsman was about to start moving, Yu Wenzhou immediately took over the control field, and said calmly, "Live with me."

Yu Wenzhou packed up the bowls and chopsticks and went into the kitchen, calling out to Mama Yu who lived with her sleeves up: "Mom, let me wash the dishes."

"Don't come here," Yu's mother squinted at him, "Your hands are worth millions."

"It's worth tens of millions and you gave it to me," Yu Wenzhou said with a smile.

"..." Yu's mother finally took a step back to let out of the sink, muttering in a low voice, "You can still speak, but I have never seen you obedient."

"Basically, I'm obedient." Yu Wenzhou counted with her fingers, "You and Dad require me to be healthy, happy, and work hard."

We also ask you to start a family as soon as possible.Yu's mother thought to herself, you are not afraid of anything, and you brought people back directly.

She infinitely prolonged the trivial things in the kitchen, dawdling and waiting beside her son who couldn't go home often on weekdays, and asked, "How long has it been?"

Yu Wenzhou was stunned for a moment before he realized it. He lowered his head and carefully cleaned the dishes: "This year."

"What about this year?" The person who asked was taken aback, "That's...not very long."

"It's not that long, but it seems like it's been a long time."

"Don't use the way you were the captain to answer reporters' questions to perfuse me!"

Yu Wenzhou was stunned, so he just smiled and stopped talking, and slowly washed away the foam attached to the porcelain bowl with clean water of just the right temperature, splashing water that reflected the light in the sunlight.Before retiring, he never went to the kitchen a few times even when he went home. Although his parents were "coerced" by him to agree to him to play professionally, they never cherished the path he valued more than he did. They were always worried and anxious. Seeing that the children are alone outside and unable to take care of and protect them, they intensify their efforts to spread out layers of shelter in the small world they can cover.never treat him like this...

"I've never been able to treat me like this," Yu Wenzhou said slowly, "Besides you and my dad, there is only Shaotian."

The kitchen suddenly fell silent, only the sound of still lively and jumping water remained.

Yu's mother should have known that if her son didn't talk about anything else, this brainwashing talent point was full.

Although there was an embarrassing but polite sound of water to save the scene, Yu’s mother still suffered a spiritual shock. This shock started when she received the phone call, and it intensified as the situation gradually progressed. So far, thousands of words have been merged into one sentence The words echoed in her mind: He actually said it!

She seemed to be drenched in cold water for a moment, and stared at Yu Wenzhou anxiously and annoyed. The man in front of her reached out to turn off the faucet, and suddenly said as if she was giving in: "Mom, I'm getting old too."

Are you still messing around like this when you are old?

Yu Wenzhou raised his hand to look at it, pouted like a child, and stretched out his hand in front of Yu's mother: "Just these hands are not worth much anymore."

Yu's mother wanted to slap those hands off, but when she stretched out her hands, she ended up holding them. Yu Wenzhou's hands were still wet, and through a hand of water, she touched the thin calluses on Yu Wenzhou's hands. She had been away for more than ten years. His son has spelled out medals and armor.

"But even if it's a hand that's not very valuable," Yu Wenzhou held his mother's hand instead, "there's still something he wants to grab."

As stubborn and cunning as ever.Yu's mother was silent for a long while and finally said, "Hmph, don't think I don't know that this is what you said to the reporter. It's written in your encyclopedia."

"..." Yu Wenzhou laughed, "Ah, to be honest, you and Shaotian must get along very well."

"Take care of yourself first, it's annoying to look at you..." Yu's mother complained and waved him away, and stood aside to peel the fruit plate, "Hurry up and find your dad after washing, he is preparing a speech for the night."

"...so grand."

"Listen to your father more, and don't talk back to him with unreasonable reasoning. You are not the only one in our family..."

Yu Wenzhou agreed, glanced at the fruit plate, then at the living room, and said while wiping his hands, "Mom, let's resolve any conflicts among the people, and don't harm the innocent."

"Oh, it's you who protects the food."

"Like you."

10

A star player like Huang Shaotian who has also won the MVP on the world stage is still very strong psychologically. He sat in the living room and chatted with Father Yu accompanied by the background sound of the TV, and entered his own rhythm. From chatting on pins and needles to being able to take it in and out freely, until Yu Wenzhou finally finished washing the dishes and came out of the kitchen with a plate of fruit.

Huang Shaotian blinked his eyes and stared at Yu Wenzhou, watching helplessly as the fruit plate moved away from him.Yu Wenzhou went to the study with his father, and signaled to Huang Shaotian at the door: "Your fruit plate is at the back."

Yu's mother also came out of the kitchen, carrying another fruit: "Young God, come and eat some fruit, this melon is so sweet."

Just got along with a BOSS force, turned around and started the awkward chat from the beginning again, Huang Shaotian took the toothpick with the melon stuck in it, it felt like he took over a microphone, and the person who handed the microphone said, "Please start your performance now" ".

He desperately and sweetly took a bite of the melon, it was really sweet, and he couldn't help sighing: "It's so sweet, it's delicious."

"Eat more if it tastes good," said Yu's mother, as if she had found a bosom friend. "It's better to eat more fruits, especially the ones that are in season, nutritious and delicious..."

Huang Shaotian looked down at the fruit plate enthusiastically pushed in front of him, carefully eating the melon.The stormy anger and indifference he worried about never appeared in any parent he got along with. Although they were full of loss and worry that could not be concealed, they tried their best to remain calm and calm.

No one has ever forced me to make a decision, and it was not a coincidence that caused me to make a whim. Huang Shaotian suddenly remembered that Yu Wenzhou once said that the environment and timing are excuses, and people should be responsible for their own choices and actions.Probably it is precisely because his parents are such lenient and strict people that Yu Wenzhou has such a good temper.

He swallowed the melon in his mouth as Yu's mother was looking at her, and closed the door. The study was quiet as if no earth-shattering dispute had occurred. Huang Shaotian put down the stick in his hand, and said with a sinking heart: "Aunt."

Just as Yu's mother was about to answer, there was an angry shout in the TV series: "How much do you want to leave my son?"

It's a little embarrassing.

11

Five million—cough.Huang Shaotian managed to control his habitual nonsense in time, and finally he was not as quick as his mouth.He glanced at Yu's mother's face, afraid that she would be irritated by this voice, but saw Yu's mother pressed the remote control to change channels with an embarrassed expression on her face.

Huang Shaotian took a sip of tea to suppress his laughter, the tea swirled astringently on the tip of his tongue and returned to sweetness, he hated himself for not having time to catch up on a wave of knowledge about tea, otherwise there would be many common topics that suit the tastes of the elders, Unlike now, after "delicious", we can only add "delicious".

"It's the tea you brought back." Mama Yu said with a smile.It was a token that she had given special meaning to while joking, and now it was finally presented to her in a way that she had never imagined.

Maybe it's not "it's up to now", but "there are early signs", starting from being inseparable for many years, from sharing weal and woe, and from accompanying each other in every peak and trough.

Yu Wenzhou used to be a chick who flew away from her parents too early. Like every worried mother, Yu’s mother worried countless times for no reason that her child would not be able to take good care of herself in a place far away from her, but her child did very well. Well, her child was smart, independent, determined and indestructible, and he was her pride beyond words.

And she is no stranger to Huang Shaotian and is very grateful. For more than ten years, Huang Shaotian has often appeared in her conversations with Yu Wenzhou without showing any trace.She knew that they supported each other's career and took care of each other's daily life. This impression was so deep-rooted that she felt powerless and hopeless when Yu Wenzhou confessed to her. She knew that her son chose a remote life just like when he was a teenager. The road will not change my mind, so what should I do?

What to do, now often even a normal marriage with a legal contract cannot guarantee to grow old. If we just rely on feelings to be together without any guarantee, will it not be possible for a long time?What to do, won't Wenzhou have children?Is there anyone who can take care of him when he is old?What to do, will they be hated and hurt by others, will someone treat Wenzhou like he did when he just started playing professionally?Will you say those harsh harsh words?What to do, will the relationship be wiped out, will it deteriorate and perish?What should I do? What if my Wenzhou is left alone in the world after his father and I die of old age?

She didn't know when she started to shed tears, and she cried silently until her whole body began to tremble. She grabbed the wrist that Huang Shaotian handed over the tissue, and grabbed the hand that Yu Wenzhou jokingly said, "Those hands in the living room are worth a few million." what?" hand.She has also seen many emotions in her life, and she can also see the love and joy in Yu Wenzhou's eyes, so shining.But she may be old or too weak. She is so afraid, thinking that according to the life span of ordinary people, she only has 20 years to live, and she can no longer protect her Wenzhou.

She remembered that when Wenzhou was just born, he was so small, wrapped in swaddling clothes, his face and body were red, he didn't cry very much, and he often stayed quietly in her arms.At that time, she could help him block all the stimuli and injuries from the outside world. At that time, she seemed to be omnipotent. Why is she so powerless now?

"Shaotian..." Yu's mother tightly grasped Huang Shaotian's wrist, as if grasping the last straw, she was so choked up that she could barely utter a sound, but stubbornly pulled out the bloody words from her throat, " Shaotian...I beg you...I...please..."

Huang Shaotian couldn't break away from her, his heart sank, he didn't know how he should respond if the mother in front of him asked him to leave Yu Wenzhou, he held Mother Yu's hand instead, still unable to stop her tears and trembling.

"I beg you..." She grabbed him and said with all her might, "Don't leave Wenzhou."

For the rest of your life, don't leave him.

12

"What did my mother tell you this afternoon?" Mr. Yu Wenzhou, a famous workaholic, didn't forget to make a report even when he came out of the closet when he came home. He asked Huang Shaotian while typing out the computer form with his pajama sleeves, "I think her eyes are a little red." , Did she cry? But I feel that her mood is relatively stable."

"Nothing," Huang Shaotian sat cross-legged on Yu Wenzhou's bed, pretending to be mysterious, "What did you tell your dad?"

"I didn't say anything, let's talk about what happened when I was still playing." Yu Wenzhou touched the tip of his nose, "I told him that I miss the sixth season very much."

"Wow, you're really good at finding something to say. Your dad didn't give you a hat for talking like Huang Shaotian, did he?"

Yu Wenzhou turned his head and gave him a white look: "Are you so arrogant on my territory?"

Huang Shaotian immediately made a movement of pulling the chain on his mouth, Yu Wenzhou nodded, and showed a satisfied smile very undignifiedly, he turned back and continued typing, stepping on his own territory, surrounded by his own people, very at ease in his heart .

He often misses the sixth season, the first season when he stood on the top and looked at the scenery. At that time, he saw thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and Huang Shaotian was with him.

He couldn't help but tilted his head to look at Huang Shaotian again, saw Huang Shaotian was also looking at him, and showed him a bright smile: "Your mother gave me your family's family ring."

"Ring?" Yu Wenzhou turned his chair around in surprise, "Isn't your victory too rich? What kind of ecstasy soup did you give my mother?"

"No, but I promised my aunt."

"what?"

I assure her that I take full responsibility for the fact that I love you regardless of circumstances or times, regardless of difficulties or setbacks.