Salted Toffee

Chapter 67 should be "retribution."

Fu Cizhou was surprisingly good at hugging, Zhu Yu rubbed his neck and then went to his shoulders, the tip of his nose pressed against his collarbone, sore from the protruding bones.

He originally thought that he would be shocked and sad, but after the incident, less than 10 minutes later, his emotions have gradually calmed down.

He thought about Zhu Qin's worries, and Fu Cizhou's categorical warning, and realized that things were actually not that bad.

When his biological parents abandoned him back then, Zhu Yu shouldn't still have fantasies about them.

Now it's just a soap bubble that didn't exist in the first place, with a "snap", I couldn't even hear the sound clearly, and there was no regret at all.

"Like a little pig," Fu Cizhou rubbed his head, complaining softly, "crazy."

"Master," Zhu Yu said, with a slight smile in his words, "I'm hungry."

The two went to have a meal together, and Zhu Yu said that he was hungry, but in fact he had no appetite.

The air conditioner was turned on in the restaurant, and after sitting for half an hour, it was cold and sticky all over.

"Going to the classroom?" Fu Cizhou took out a tissue and wiped his mouth.

"Go home and have a look," Zhu Yu looked out the window, "I want to see my dad."

July is the dog days, and it is inevitable to get a little anxious when encountering such a bad thing.

Fu Cizhou took out a toffee from his pocket, peeled it off and handed it to Zhu Yu's mouth.

Zhu Yu's footsteps paused, he glanced down at Fu Cizhou's slender knuckles, and opened his mouth to bite the candy into his mouth.

Even peeled it off for him.

It's really... becoming less and less concealed.

Opening the door and stepping outside, the whole body is instantly enveloped by the heat wave.

"If you feel dizzy, tell me immediately." Fu Cizhou squinted his eyes, feeling a little uncomfortable from the sun.

Zhu Yu slipped the toffee between his teeth, and didn't know what to say, so he just said "um".

Fu Cizhou was worried, and I wish Yu Neng could feel it.

He could understand the worry, but at the same time felt it was unnecessary.

"Master, you don't have to be so... nervous?" He thought about his words as he walked, and he always felt that it was not appropriate to describe him. "I don't have much relationship with them."

Zhu Yu has not had much relationship with anyone in these years.

Although Zhu Qinweixia and his wife provided him with food, clothing and education, the other party also collected corresponding rewards from him.

Zhu Yu can see clearly, so he has been imitating obediently and trying not to make mistakes.

If it weren't for the two of them to pick him up from that orphanage, he might not have been able to get into high school, know Fu Cizhou, as he is now... he can be regarded as excellent.

So he doesn't hate Wei Xia, nor Zhu Qin.

But since Wei Xia's death, Zhu Qin's kindness to him has slowly been reflected.

Men are not good at words, but in the end they still care.

"It's better not," Fu Cizhou said, "otherwise you will soften your heart after crying for two or three sentences, and then my fist will be hardened."

"No," Zhu Yu smiled, with an unprecedented ease on his face, "I regret my life."

In addition to Zhu Qin, there are Yuan Yixia, Wang Ying, and Fu Cizhou.

Especially Fu Cizhou.

Fu Cizhou who can be held in his arms.

Zhu Yu thought about it carefully, he actually had nothing to be sad about.

The one who should be sad is the couple who abandoned him, not himself.

It was nearly two o'clock at noon, and the two were walking on the road.

After Fu Cizhou lowered his head and sent a text message to Yuan Yixia, he wondered why he didn't call Lao Chen directly to ask for leave.

"Old Chen may not come this afternoon." Zhu Yu waved his hand indifferently, "It's not like he never missed class."

"Are you quite courageous?" Seeing that Zhu Yu was in a good mood, Fu Cizhou felt relieved, "I'd better make a phone call."

The road turned a corner, at the intersection of the two people, the gate of Zhu Yu's house was in front of them, and they were so close that they could vaguely hear a messy quarrel.

"Haven't left yet?!" Fu Cizhou said in surprise, "I think we need to call the police."

"Let's go and have a look first." Zhu Yu frowned and walked forward quickly.

"Brother, I really can't help it," the woman's crying was tinged with hysteria, "His father and I have failed, and all the family members I can find have also failed. Except for him, there is really no one. People, if we are not forced to, we will not come to bother you, you can pity our family!"

These words are like a sharpened ice skate, even if Zhu Yu builds many walls around his heart, he can't stand against the poisoned slander.

That is the person who gave birth to him, who was able to abandon his own child and say such words after more than ten years.

Their family?

Who was it that pulled his arm and called his son at noon today?There is a "son" on the left and a "mother" on the right, but in fact he doesn't regard him as a person at all.

Is he an object?

Throw it away when you don't want it, and after ten years or so, you suddenly feel that it is still useful, so you come to find it.

If I agree, what will happen next?

Used things are useless and still have to be thrown away.

How funny.

Someone grabbed his back, held his arm, and rubbed him up and down.

It seems to be comforting, and it seems to be encouraging.

But the courage that Zhu Yu originally wanted to push the door in, but he couldn't get it back.

"Xu Ping, you want his life," Zhu Qin said in a trembling voice, "You know he is not in good health, you gave birth to him, and you are also a parent, how, how can you say that? !"

"It's not that serious. I asked the doctor that you can have surgery if you have a heart attack, but it's just a little more risky! Brother, I kneel down for you, as long as An'an... no, as long as Zhu Yu goes to match a model, I beg Please, this is my son's only hope, I can't just watch him disappear like this!"

"Your son is a son, isn't my son a son?" Zhu Qin suppressed his anger, and his voice was distorted, "I have raised him for so many years, what if something happens to me, what do you want me to do?"

"Brother, listen to me..." Xu Ping's voice was choked, and she took a few breaths before slowly saying, "He, he is not your own after all. Heart disease cannot be cured, and leukemia can at least be cured." Brother, I beg you, please save my son, as long as my son is saved, I will let him treat you as my own father in the future, and I will let him call you father, and I will take care of you until the end of my life, and serve you for the rest of my life...!"

With a bang, Fu Cizhou kicked open the courtyard door.

"Did you fucking speak human language? Are you fucking human?!"

He was so angry that he didn't care if Xu Ping was a boy or a girl how old he was, he just grabbed his collar and wanted to beat her up.

Zhu Qin on the side quickly stopped Fu Cizhou. The young man's arms were as strong as cast iron, and he pushed Zhu Qin a few steps away.

The man on the other side also hurried forward to stop him, but unfortunately he was not as strong as Fu Cizhou, but after two or three strokes, Fu Cizhou kicked the man away, and was about to hit Xu Ping in the face with his fist.

"Fu Cizhou!"

Zhu Yu supported the door frame and shouted.

At the critical moment, Fu Cizhou stopped his fist in the air and pushed the opponent back violently.

Xu Ping cried with tears all over her face, fell like a piece of cattail grass for several meters, and finally collapsed in a green flowerpot.

"Your son's life is life, but other people's lives are not life? Don't talk nonsense with me. In my opinion, if your dog dies a thousand times, it's not worth our wishing the rest of his life!"

His eyes were scarlet and he was trembling with anger.

"My uncle reasoned with you, but you didn't listen. I'm not that good-tempered and talk to you. Either you get out now, or I'll clean them up one by one and call 120 and send them all to the hospital!"

Zhu Qin pulled Fu Cizhou's arm and patted it.

"Uncle, don't stop me," Fu Cizhou's eyes darkened with anger, "These two are fucking murderers, fuck..."

The man pulled Xu Ping up and shook his head slowly.

Xu Ping wept silently, and the two leaned on each other, which was a bit pitiful.

Zhu Yu walked into the courtyard and closed the door.

He took several deep breaths and finally made a conclusion.

"You gave birth to me with heart disease, and another with leukemia."

He seemed to chuckle, and looked down at Xu Ping from a distance of two meters: "Do you know what this is?"

Fu Cizhou was surprised by Zhu Yu's calmness, he looked at this young man with a smile on his face, as if he had never known him before.

"It's retribution."

Zhu Qin didn't expect Zhu Yu to say that kind of thing, and neither did Zhu Yu himself.

Fu Cizhou didn't even expect that Zhu Yu's character is considered gentle, and his words can be as piercing as poisonous needles.

But he is comfortable.

is very comfortable.

But even if he was comfortable, he didn't dare to show it, because Zhu Yu sat on the sofa with a straight face, looking not in a good mood.

"You can laugh if you want," Zhu Yu couldn't stand it anymore, "you don't have to bother with me."

"No," Fu Cizhou put a glass of water on the tea table in front of him, "I don't want to laugh."

Zhu Yutan has such biological parents, he can only laugh.

"Have you eaten yet?" Zhu Qin entered the kitchen, "The meal is not cooked yet."

"Uncle, we've eaten." Fu Cizhou stood up and walked around the kitchen, "Uncle, I just pushed you, where did you push it?"

"No," Zhu Qin smiled, "It's pretty good, better than me."

Fu Cizhou scratched the back of his head: "Fortunately, Uncle stopped me, otherwise it would be bad..."

Just because of Xu Ping's shamelessness, if Fu Cizhou punched her, she might not leave on the spot.

"The kitchen is hot," Zhu Qin pointed outside, "Go to the living room to cool off."

The air conditioner was turned on in the living room, Zhu Yu neither cried nor laughed, just sat there like a sculpture.

Fu Cizhou took a pot of raisins from the dining table and placed them in front of Zhu Yu.

"The puppy has food?" Zhu Yu turned his face, "Pass me another bone?"

Fu Cizhou hooked his lips: "If you want, it's not impossible."

Zhu Yu reached out and picked a few grapes, leaned on the sofa and threw them into his mouth.

Fu Cizhou: "I just called Lao Chen, and he asked me why I asked for leave. I said I had something to do, and told him not to ask."

Zhu Qin's phone on the coffee table rang suddenly, and Fu Cizhou and Zhu Yu could see three large characters on the screen - Teacher Chen.

"Old Chen was definitely on the phone with your mother just now." Zhu Yu picked up the phone, went to the kitchen and handed it to Zhu Qin.

It was almost connected, and Zhong Yan's call reached Fu Cizhou's cell phone.

"I'll go... The timeline can be sorted out." Fu Cizhou opened the answer, got up and went to the window to make a call.

Zhong Yan didn't ask any more questions, but told Fu Cizhou to be careful not to run around.

Fu Cizhou agreed and hung up the phone.

"What did Auntie say?" Zhu Yu picked a few more grapes and handed them to Fu Cizhou.

Fu Cizhou grabbed Zhu Yu's wrist and bit the grape into his mouth: "I didn't say anything, and she didn't care about me."

Although Zhong Yan was strict with Fu Cizhou when he was a child, but now that the child has grown up, he is a head taller than her, so he can't control him any more.

Zhu Yu rubbed his fingers holding the grape just now, and when Fu Cizhou sat down, his head tilted, and he boldly leaned on his shoulder: "It's good, my dad doesn't care about me."

When he finished eating the grapes in his hand, Fu Cizhou stretched out his arms and even brought him a basin: "Like a little pig, he doesn't even spit out the skin when he eats grapes."

"This is a grape," Zhu Yu corrected, "and the little pig is still chaotic, isn't it?"

"Give it up," Fu Cizhou pinched Zhu Yu's face, "Give it up to you."

Zhu Yu chuckled, and rubbed his face on Fu Cizhou's shoulder: "So good?"

"You know I'm good?" Fu Cizhou touched Zhu Yu's ear back, "Give me some indication?"

Zhu Yu closed his eyes, feeling the temperature in Fu Cizhou's palm: "What do you want?"

The strands of hair were brushed aside, and then rested on the skin again.

The air conditioner was blowing cool wind, and when Fu Cizhou's palm passed by, it was mixed with some warmth.

I wish Yu's heart, which has been through many ups and downs, to return to calm and gradually relax.

"I want a lot," Fu Cizhou thought for a while, "I can't finish it in a while."

"Then speak slowly," Zhu Yu pursed his lips and said slowly, "I'll listen slowly..."

Although he is in poor health, even though he is rejected by his biological parents.

But his heart is still healthy, and he won't die for a while.

"I'm actually thinking, if they cry and apologize to me and tell me that they didn't abandon me on purpose. Or if they have a big problem, they have to do what they used to do. If they get along with me for a while, Then beg me to save that person. If they see me as a human being, I'm sure... they will soften their hearts."

But no if.

The other party has adopted the most extreme method, so we can't blame him for being equally extreme.

"So..." Zhu Yu leaned on Fu Cizhou, "I'm even a little lucky..."

"Happy for what?"

"They're too bad to be smart."