After being disabled, I hired a bodyguard

It was hard for He Yanzhi to survive this frantic New Year's Eve dinner at Yu's family, but he felt that he couldn't make it through—half of it was for food, and the other half was because he was scared by Professor Yu.

He was about to leave the table when he was suddenly grabbed by Yu Heng: "Where are you going? Three missing one."

"..." He Yanzhi's expression was delicate, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Only then did Yu Heng let him go, put away the dishes and bowls, wiped the table clean, spread a non-slip cloth on it, and finally placed his family's "ancestral mahjong".

The dining table turned into a mahjong table. It is a bit strange to use a round table to play mahjong. Unfortunately, there is no extra table at home, so we can only make do with it.

Yu Lisong took off his glasses and wiped them, and asked in a low voice while wiping, "Don't you need to help him?"

Yu Heng was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he was talking about He Yanzhi: "No need, he can still solve this matter by himself."

He said no need, but walked to the bathroom honestly, and looked in the name of washing his hands. He heard the sound of flushing water, and then He Yanzhi came out from inside.

Although the bathroom in Yu's house is also inside and outside, its area is not comparable to that of He Yanzhi's villa. The door in the middle is really narrow, and it is difficult for a wheelchair to turn out.

He Yanzhi squeezed out the "car" with great difficulty, looked up and saw Yu Heng at the door, and couldn't help but said, "Can this door be dismantled? I'll pay for you to install a new one."

Yu Heng: "..."

The two washed their hands, and Yu Heng said to the mirror, "Leave to my sister for a while."

He Yanzhi was very surprised: "Is this thing still available?"

Yu Heng: "How much she can mess with determines how much pocket money she can get."

"...You said it as if I could give it up if I wanted it," He Yanzhi glanced at him, "I haven't touched this thing for a long time, if you drag me over to play mahjong, aren't you bullying people? "

Yu Heng was not ashamed at all: "Anyway, you are not short of those dozens of dollars."

He Yanzhi was forced to put the ducks on the shelf, and saw that the first round of cards had already been coded, and it matched the temporarily remodeled mahjong table like this, which meant a bit of a "round sky".

Yu Heng went to the kitchen first, took out four small bowls from the steamer, and shared them among the people: "It's a bit hot, eat slowly."

He Yanzhi looked down and found that it was the eight-treasure rice with glutinous rice, dotted with red dates, raisins, peanuts, etc., and it was quite exquisite.

But he couldn't hold it anymore, and instinctively resisted: "Are you still eating?"

"The bowl is small, just take a bite, and eat slowly." Yu Heng said, "It's a tradition in my family that you can't eat without it."

He Yanzhi: "..."

What kind of strange tradition is this?

He dug a mouthful with a spoon and found that not only the surface was sprinkled with ingredients, but also bean paste was hidden under the glutinous rice.

Mr. Yan, who is especially keen on sweets, decided to accept this bowl of rice.

Yu Heng took out two wads of money from the drawer, two hundred and one piece, he divided the money among the four people equally, and when he handed it to He Yanzhi, he said: "Your fifty, remember to forward me WeChat."

He Yanzhi: "?"

Not letting go of 50 yuan?

He looked at the pile of one dollar bills, and recalled the one dollar bill that he cheated Feng Yi back then, and suddenly felt that Yu Heng had some obsession with one dollar bills?

Why don't you give him [-] yuan for his salary next time?

But soon he took back this terrible idea and asked, "How do you play?"

"You can touch, eat, stick, light a cannon, and touch yourself," said Yu Heng, "with a 'bugger'."

He Yanzhi was stunned: "What is a 'bastard'?"

"..." Yu Heng almost doubted whether he was a qualified northerner, and it was difficult to explain for a while, "It's... a card that can replace any card - draw the card first, you will understand in a while, who village?"

Just as Yu Wei was about to raise his hand, Yu Lisong suddenly said, "It's you every year, let the guests come this year."

He Yanzhi somehow became the banker, and he pretended to be very good at throwing the dice—two aces.

Then he stared at the two points and couldn't do anything, so he could only ask Yu Heng: "Where should I catch them?"

"...Catch and play, you are 1 yourself, and I am 2 here." He said and directly helped the opponent draw two decks of cards, "You don't need to understand, I will draw it for you."

He Yanzhi: "..."

Ok.

He couldn't be happier to be able to use his head.

Yu Heng drew two sets of cards by himself, and when he got to the end, he turned over a card from the card wall to make a fortune: "The blank board bastard."

He Yanzhi asked smoothly: "Why?"

"Roll one sheet down, it's a whiteboard."

"Then what I want to catch is Dongfeng?"

"Nanfeng is a bastard."

"I want to catch [-]?"

"Ten thousand bastards."

He Yanzhi seemed to understand a little bit, he was ready to knock out a wind: "Bai..."

Wait, whiteboards are bastards.

Mr. Yan reined in his horse from the precipice, pretending to be nonchalant and changed to Beifeng.

Yu Heng was at his home, and he accidentally saw the coquettish operation that he almost beat the bastard out, and couldn't help thinking in his heart: This person must be very capable of losing today.

Facts have proved that he was right. Not long after the first shot was fired, He Yanzhi honorably shot Yu Wei.

Boss Yan didn't know how he lost even after losing the money, he looked at the cards blankly: "Well... How much do I want to give?"

"The banker adds one yuan, the gunner adds one yuan, and if she has a concealed kong, you add another two yuan—a total of five yuan."

He Yanzhi: "..."

It hurts a bit.

The first one lost one-tenth of the total assets.

He had no choice but to bid farewell to the five yuan, and then he ordered two more in a row.

"The King of Cannons really deserves its reputation," Yu Heng teased him, "If you keep clicking, I'm afraid you won't even have enough 50 yuan."

He Yanzhi angrily took a mouthful of eight-treasure rice, and said impassionedly: "Do I seem to be short of fifty people?"

Yu Heng: "..."

Boss Yan's brain circuit is indeed not normal. Others should say "I will definitely win the bet" at such a time, but He Yanzhi...he said he can afford to lose.

The little bodyguard shook his head, believing that his employer was already a dou who couldn't help him, so he simply gave up treating him.

There is a saying called "Feng Shui turns", which is especially true in the game of cards. However, when it came to He Yanzhi, it suddenly failed. Mr. Yan finally topped the Yu family's losing list with a record of "1 win and 35 losses". top of the list.

He lost half of the 50 yuan. Seeing him pitiful, Yu Heng gave him the money he had won, so that he didn't lose his underwear.

Yu Wei jumped up and down happily with more than 90 yuan including principal and interest: "I have money to buy snacks again!"

Mr. Yan, who is "not bad for money", saw her so happy after earning such a small amount of money. He felt so sympathetic in his heart that he almost said "I'll buy you what you want", but after thinking about it again, the Yu family was originally Ordinary people should be like this.

This most unpretentious joy... He seemed to have never felt it in 30 years of life.

He Yanzhi felt a little emotional for a moment, at this time Yu Heng took out a red envelope from the drawer and handed it to his sister: "I gave it, and Dad gave it, put them together."

Yu Wei took the New Year's money and was so happy that he was about to bloom.

He Yanzhi, who had never received lucky money, suddenly became a little envious for some reason - in his memory, his father, a workaholic, would not go home even during the New Year holidays, and his mother had always treated him like a herd. If you don’t get up, you don’t have this son, and the New Year’s money is even more nonsense. When you have no money, you always ask your parents to ask for it, and just "slap" the money in your face, and you have to scold "Why did I give birth to you?" Such a loser."

Thinking about it now, he didn't seem to have done anything harmful when he was in school, at most he refused to wear school uniforms, skipped classes, had sex with friends, played games in Internet cafes, failed exams, and occasionally bumped into the teacher, that's all.

He probably did all those things in his student days.

Why is it so inexplicably hated by the parents?

Yu Heng was cleaning the table there, if he knew what President Yan was thinking about right now, he would have to pick him up and control the water in his head.

Sure enough, such a thing as the devil king of the world was basically cultivated since childhood.

He Yanzhi felt that he was a young and ignorant boy when he was a student, and he didn't repent at all for the things he did back then—it seemed that he really had nothing to repent about. Compared with him now, it was nothing but pediatrics back then.

Yu Heng dragged him and the wheelchair to wash his paws. It was almost twelve o'clock at this time, the Spring Festival Gala, which was not nutritious, was coming to an end, and the New Year's bell was about to ring.Several people were not sleepy at all, waiting for the last ten-second countdown.

I don’t know who is setting off fireworks against the ban outside the window. The fireworks exploded high in the sky, splashing out a colorful scene.

It was the first time for He Yanzhi to celebrate the New Year at someone else's house, and he suddenly felt that the crowd was not very annoying. The two of them were looking out the window in the kitchen, and he suddenly heard Yu Heng ask: "What are your plans for the new year?"

Intend?

Mr. Yan didn't think about it, and shook his head blankly.

Yu Heng: "Then what wish do you have?"

This question seems to be more difficult than the previous one. He Yanzhi, a salty fish with no pursuit, thinks hard and doesn't know what his wish is.

Yu Heng didn't wait for him to answer, and said to himself: "I hope my family can be as good as last year, no, better than last year."

"...Then I hope that I can successfully fade out of the public eye in the new year, and retire with peace of mind." He Yanzhi was very perfunctory, "The most hope is that you don't make trouble for me. As long as you don't make trouble, everything is possible for us."

Yu Heng laughed, and suddenly leaned down to get close to him: "When did I make trouble for you, Mr. Yan? Don't beat me up, I was clearly protecting you, and I was injured for you, so you don't feel sorry for me, And say such indifferent words."

He Yanzhi: "?"

When did he not feel distressed?When did you become indifferent?

Why is this little bodyguard talking nonsense?

As soon as he grinned, goose bumps came out, and he stretched out his hand to push him: "I don't think you want your salary anymore."

Yu Heng gently grabbed his hand, and leaned into his ear with a half-smile: "I have a more important wish, that is, that we..."

Just as he was speaking, the host on the TV suddenly yelled, Yu Wei also yelled, the countdown went to zero, and the New Year's bell rang, drowning Yu Heng's words in the noise.

He Yanzhi didn't hear clearly, so he could only ask loudly: "What did you just say?"

"It's nothing." Yu Heng actually avoided answering, he sat on the water and prepared to cook dumplings, "I said you should go to bed after you taste the two dumplings in a while."

Of course, He Yanzhi didn't believe his nonsense, and asked: "What did you say? If you don't tell me, I won't sleep tonight."

Yu Heng raised his eyebrows.

Suddenly he lowered his voice: "I said—I hope our relationship can be closer."