I have a Secret

At that time, Huang Dan took a shower and his hair was dried. He was about to lie down on the bed, and looked around the strange bedroom before falling asleep. The Motorola on the bedside table suddenly buzzed and vibrated.

Nie Wenyuan was mopping the floor in the bathroom, because Huang Dan was distracted while taking a shower and made a mess on the floor.

Huang Dan wanted to clean it up by himself, but Nie Wenyuan told him to go out with a serious face, and told him to walk slowly and not slip. His attitude was very tough, so he didn't say anything else.

After recovering, Huang Dan picked up the cell phone on the bedside table, instead of pressing the answer button on his own initiative, he shouted in the direction of the bathroom, "Uncle, your cell phone is ringing."

Nie Wenyuan's voice came from the bathroom, just like that time, saying that he would let Huang Dan pick it up, and he didn't mind sharing his world. This is a kind of complete trust, and it is also a signal that he recognizes himself as his own.

When Huang Dan connected the phone, a voice rang in his ears, "Director, the hospital has come to inform that Liu Quanwu is dead."

He froze, "How did you die?"

There are Nie Wenyuan's people inside and outside the hospital, especially around the wards. Some people want to kill people to silence them, and they must draw up a detailed plan to have a chance to escape unscathed.

The breathing on the other end of the phone changed, and the voice was vigilant and cautious, "Who are you?"

Huang Dan said, "I'm Chen Yu."

The sound of breathing returned to normal, and I answered the question just now, "It's a drug allergy, and I couldn't be rescued."

Huang Dan asked, "Have you found anything?"

His question was a bit out of bounds, but he knew that the other party would definitely answer.

The person on the other end of the phone said, "The medicine in the medicine bottle was changed. The nurse said that the medicine was taken once a day. Liu Quanwu was fine yesterday, which means that the medicine was tampered with today."

Huang Dan didn't speak, but listened carefully.

"According to the investigation, in addition to the doctor who made the rounds, the nurse who occasionally went to the ward, and Mr. Chen, who went to the ward today."

Huang Dan asked, "Before Liu Quanwu's accident, did my aunt and cousin visit him?"

The voice on the phone was the same as before, very sure, "No."

Huang Dan asked again, "Then what about my brother and sister? And my mother, none of them showed up in the hospital?"

The man said, "Neither."

In other words, besides Liu Quanwu's father and the people in the hospital, Huang Dan was the only one belonging to Liu Quanwu.

Huang Dan said, "I will explain to my uncle."

He suddenly remembered something, "Has my aunt ever left the ward during the day?"

The person at the other end said, "Yes, but Ms. Nie would go out every day to get medicine and call the nurse, and go out to buy food, all of these things."

Huang Dan asked, "Is my cousin sick?"

"No, she was still dancing after Mr. Chen left in the morning, and also in the afternoon. The doctor said she was in good condition."

After ending the call, Huang Dan fell silent, this is murder.

There are many people coming and going in and out of the hospital every day, and it is very difficult to find suspicious persons.

Liu Quanwu's death was an unexpected result, and it was also expected. With the 20 in his account, Zhou Weiwei can go crazy. This means that he will definitely die.

It's just that Huang Dan couldn't figure it out for a while, Liu Quanwu's condition was serious, and he just breathed a sigh of relief. It's hard to say whether he can last this year, and the other party can ignore it, why take the risk of letting him die?

Either he was afraid of night long dreams, or it was revenge, because of hatred and enmity, he didn't even want to give him a breath.

All the information about Liu Quanwu is stored in Huang Dan's mind, and now that he is dead, it is not easy for him to remove it, it is piled up in a mess.

Nie Wenyuan came out of the bathroom with the sleeves of his sweater rolled up to his forearm, and with a mop in his hand, he wiped off the wet shoe prints left by his little nephew on the floor.

Huang Dan looked at the man's tall and generous back, "Uncle Quan Wu has an accident."

Nie Wenyuan stopped mopping the floor, put the mop aside, and said calmly, "Give the phone to uncle."

Huang Dan saw that the man was so calm, he was not disturbed or disturbed, and his heart was calmed down. He climbed to the end of the bed and handed the mobile phone to the man, "The hospital must be in chaos now, uncle, let's go back."

Nie Wenyuan glanced out the window.

Huang Dan followed the man's gaze and looked. The outside was occupied by a snowstorm. It was too unsafe to drive. If the snow kept falling, he couldn't go back. He leaned back on the bed, and the so-called rushing things was the current situation.

Nie Wenyuan was standing by the window to answer the phone, his voice was always calm, it sounded like he was indifferent, and his reason was above everything else.

Huang Dan went to the table to get the tea pot and opened it, grabbed Biluochun from the inside and threw it into the cup, uncorked the bottle and poured half a cup of hot water in, and then a big gust of hot air rushed up, wet his eyebrows and eyes, and he took a deep breath , holding a cup and sitting on the leather sofa thinking about things.

Now the yellow sheet has revealed all the clues from the beginning of this world to the present, and started a series of assumptions.

Assuming that Wang Ming and Chen Xiaorou were lovers, and when they were in love, they carved the imprint of love on each other, then for Chen Xiaorou's development in the art troupe, their relationship must be kept secret and cannot be discovered.

After all, Chen Xiaorou's temperament is there. She is a proud white swan, leading a pure and flawless life. Her ambition is to jump on the biggest stage in the country, and even go abroad. The love of her children will never be a bondage to her. dream.

Assuming that Zhou Weiwei is not crazy, or that she was crazy before and is fine now, does that mean that she is secretly planning revenge for herself?

It is also possible that Nie Xiuqin overheard something from Zhou Weiwei, and learned the truth, that the revenge plan was related to her.

Following the above assumptions, Liu Quanwu's death is the first step of revenge, so he was not a bystander in the whole matter of Zhou Weiwei being QJ, it should be said that he was LJ, otherwise it wouldn't be that big of a deal hate.

Not a bystander, what would that be?The middle man who got her killed?Or maybe... a participant?

Even if the above three hypotheses are all true, how did Chen Fei and Chen Xiaorou get involved?Huang Dan clearly remembered the reaction when he mentioned it in front of Zhou Weiwei.

What's more, on the day of the art performance, Zhou Weiwei rushed onto the stage and scratched Chen Xiaorou's face. It was obvious that she knew what Chen Xiaorou valued most, and the blow was fatal.

Also, even if Zhou Weiwei or her mother were seeking revenge, why not take advantage of Nie Wenyuan's status?It would be easy for him to come forward and solve it.

Unless a big person is involved, it's not just a simple rape, but also linked to fame and power behind it, they don't want to drag Nie Wenyuan into it, it's too dangerous.

Assuming that this is the end, Huang Dan always feels that he has missed someone or something, and he puts the cup to his mouth absent-mindedly.

A mouthful of hot water was poured into his mouth, and Huang Dan's thoughts came back in an instant. He stood up suddenly from being scalded, and spat out the mouthful of hot water in pain, his face flushed, and his tongue stuck out , Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Nie Wenyuan unilaterally cut off the call, threw away the phone, and strode over. He reached out and took away the dangling water glass in his little nephew's hand, turned his head and pinched his chin, "Open your mouth and let uncle see."

Huang Dan raised his head back, opened his mouth wide, his tongue was red, and the little red spots on it were all swollen, and the condition inside was not much better.

Nie Wenyuan wiped away the tears from the corners of his little nephew's eyes, rubbed his rough fingertips lightly a few times, and sighed, "Uncle just made two phone calls, and you burned yourself."

Huang Dan's mouth was sore and numb, his face was full of tears, his tongue couldn't control him, and he couldn't speak.

"Sit still on the sofa and wait for uncle to come back."

Nie Wenyuan took the cup of boiling water to the snow field, buried most of the cup with accumulated snow, and stood where he was, until the temperature of the water in the cup dropped, then took it back, added honey, stirred it evenly, and served it to the tearful little nephew , "Take a sip and hold it in your mouth for a while."

Huang Dan did as he did, his cheeks puffed out, his eyes were wet, and his face was stained with tears.

Nie Wenyuan's back was originally straight, but it bent down unknowingly, and became more and more curved. When he realized it, he was about to kiss his little nephew.

Huang Dan continued to drink honey water as if nothing had happened. His forehead softened and disappeared in an instant, and a man's voice came to his ears, "Be careful what you eat these two days, don't eat indiscriminately."

Nie Wenyuan wiped his little nephew's face with a handkerchief, "Young is the most delicate child my uncle has ever seen."

Huang Dan blinked, and a tear rolled down his cheek.

Nie Wenyuan wiped away the tears, brushed the hair from his little nephew's forehead, and rubbed the cinnabar mole between his brows with the pulp of his thumb, "Uncle actually likes children who can endure hardships, but it's good to be younger than this, you can continue keep it up."

There was honey water in Huang Dan's mouth, and he couldn't speak. He swallowed the water and wanted to say that he could endure hardship, but he was afraid of pain. Although these two sentences were contradictory, they were true for him.

Most of the cup of honey water bottomed out, and there were still blisters on the tip of Huang Dan's tongue, not many, just one, it's not a big deal if it's someone else, it's not so easy on his head, it hurts to inhale when the tip of the tongue touches the teeth .

Nie Wenyuan made a phone call and asked someone to deliver scald ointment and vitamin B tomorrow morning. He made the bed and said, "Come up to sleep."

Huang Dan kicked off his slippers and climbed in, moving all the way to the innermost place, leaving a large space.

Nie Wenyuan occupied that spot. Instead of turning off the bedside lamp, he leaned against the bedside, took out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses from the glasses case, put them on, and read the newspaper by the light, with a mouthful. a cigarette.

Huang Dan moved the quilt inward with his feet, rubbed his head against the soft pillow, and fell asleep.

Nie Wenyuan turned the newspaper over and continued to read, his eyes fell on it, and he stretched out his hand on the quilt to press the corner of the quilt for his little nephew.

Huang Dan suddenly became agitated. He put the pillow up, half propped himself up and said, "Uncle, your people told you that I was the only outsider who went to Uncle Quanwu's ward today."

Nie Wenyuan didn't lift his eyelids, "Yes."

Huang Dan felt cold, so he shrank back under the blanket, "What do I need to do to clear myself of the suspicion?"

Nie Wenyuan said, "Put the quilt on, close your eyes and go to sleep."

Yellow list, "..."

Nie Wenyuan pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Uncle never doubted you."

Huang Dan said, "Does uncle have any suspects? You can tell me, and I will analyze it for you."

Nie Wenyuan snorted, "You can still analyze?"

Huang Dan led him into the army, "Why don't you give me a try, Uncle?"

Nie Wenyuan closed the newspaper, took off his glasses and put them back in the box. He turned sideways and saw the light in his little nephew's eyes. He was a clever little guy, restrained and mature, which didn't exist before.

Seeing that the man didn't move, Huang Dan moved closer, put his hands and feet on it, and said with a smile in his tone, "How about it? Do you want to try it? Hmm?"

Nie Wenyuan remained silent.

Huang Dan took an inch and put his arms around the man's waist, "Uncle."

Nie Wenyuan suddenly turned off the bedside lamp, the darkness came over, covering his expression, his voice was as steady as usual, "Sleep."

Knowing that the man would not cooperate, Huang Dan still felt a little regretful. He maintained an intimate and dependent posture and said, "Good night, uncle."

Nie Wenyuan, "Yes."

After a while, Huang Dan yawned and said, "Uncle, my mouth is scalded, smoking and drinking are prohibited."

The words were very abrupt, and he didn't care if the man understood or reacted. After he finished speaking, he fell asleep on his side facing the wall.

The smell of smoke in the room didn't last long. Nie Wenyuan snuffed out the cigarette with his fingers and got out of bed. He didn't intend to do anything serious, he just went to the bathroom to brush his teeth. Brush again.

Counting the time before smoking, Director Nie brushed his teeth three times tonight, and when he lay back on the bed, his mouth was full of mint.

This is not over yet. Director Nie woke up at dawn. He wanted to do something, so he brushed it a fourth time before doing it. It seemed that he was afraid of infection and his mouth needed to be disinfected first.

When Huang Dan woke up in the morning, he found a faint mint smell in his mouth. He went to the bathroom to squeeze toothpaste, and casually stuck out his tongue to look in the mirror. He found that the bubbles on the tip of his tongue seemed to be much smaller.

"Mr. Lu, isn't saliva very poisonous?"

System, "Fight fire with fire."

Huang Dan paused as he squeezed the toothpaste, and he opened his eyes slightly, "It makes sense."

Accidentally squeezed out a big lump of toothpaste, Huang Dan turned around holding the toothbrush and shouted, "Uncle."

Nie Wenyuan pushed the door open and came in. He was not wearing a coat, but only a sweater. It was the one that Nie Xiuqin brought over on his birthday. It was dark in color, resistant to dirt, and looked thin, making him even more serious.

I was originally a boring person, and when I wore a sweater of this color, it became a bit harsher for no reason. It looked very strict, old-fashioned, and stubborn. The button is buckled to the top, and once combined, it is very dirty.

Thanks to his outstanding looks, his facial features are exquisite, his figure is tall and straight, and his temperament is correct, he just turned the rustic into a masculine.

Nie Wenyuan understood everything when he saw the big lump of toothpaste that was about to fall off his nephew's toothbrush. He rolled up the sleeve of his sweater, took another blue toothbrush in the cup, and rubbed half of the toothpaste on it.

Huang Dan was about to brush his teeth when he suddenly said, "Uncle, I don't know what's going on. When I woke up in the morning, I felt a taste in my mouth."

He pointed to the toothpaste, "It smells the same as this one, did I sleepwalk and brush my teeth last night?"

Nie Wenyuan lowered his head and brushed his teeth. His eyelids were half-drooped, and his eyelashes were long and thick, covering what was under his eyes. "You brushed your teeth before going to bed, so there will be residue in your mouth."

Huang Danxin said, it's been kept for a long time, the mint smell from Ha's breath is so clear, not cloudy at all, it would be strange if he hadn't kissed him at dawn, when he glanced at the man in the mirror, his face was not clear. He changed his face, calm and composed, and could not see the slightest flaw.

The uncle and nephew stood side by side in front of the sink brushing their teeth, spit toothpaste foam all over the sink.

After the yellow sheet was finished, he raised his hands and waited for the man to finish washing his face.

Nie Wenyuan put the washbasin on the sink. He turned on the tap to drain the water, then pulled the towel and threw it into the basin. When the water was almost full and the water temperature was right, he let the little nephew wash first.

Huang Dan was taken aback, went over to pick up the hot towel in the basin and covered his face, he rubbed it comfortably, then stepped back after washing his face.

Nie Wenyuan called to stop his little nephew, "Don't move."

Huang Dan obediently did not move, the man's face was enlarged in his pupils, he opened his eyes, expecting that the other party would not kiss him when he was awake.

There are three reasons. One is the era. At this time, homosexuality is very dangerous in foreign countries, let alone in China. Gay bars and movies are not seen with lanterns. The second is the relationship between uncle and nephew, even if they are not relatives. , I have been saying this for many years, not to mention relatives and friends, but people from T City. If rumors are stirred up, one carelessness can destroy two people, a big family.

As for the third, the uncle thinks that the little nephew is too young, and at an ignorant age, he thinks that the "like" and "love" that the other party said are not the kind he understands. He is worried that he will scare people and stay What psychological shadows, even running away secretly, now I can only take it slowly, approach a little bit, and try.

This road is too difficult to walk. The parents have a good plan in their work, so they must open the road first. When they encounter small stones, they will kick them.

Huang Dan thought so, and sure enough, there was no soft and cool touch, but a finger touched the corner of his eye, and an eyelash fell off.

As soon as Nie Wenyuan bent over to wash his face, he heard the sound of running water from the toilet.

Huang Dan went to wash his hands after using the toilet, and glanced slowly at the man who was still bent over and buried his face in the basin, "Uncle, if you keep washing your face, the skin will fall off."

Nie Wenyuan raised his head, and water droplets rolled down his resolute face like a thread. He squeezed the towel and wiped his little nephew's hands, "Breakfast is in the pot."

Huang Dan went out without saying anything.

Nie Wenyuan stayed in the bathroom for more than half an hour before he came out. When he arrived in the living room, the little nephew on the dining table was drinking porridge, frowning slightly, worried.

Huang Dan's voice was vague, "Uncle, I don't know when you finished your work, so I didn't make porridge for you, for fear of getting cold."

Nie Wenyuan went to the kitchen to get a bowl of porridge. He sat down next to his little nephew, when he heard his little nephew ask him, "Uncle, is this your own house?"

He took a sip of porridge, "Yes."

Huang Dan put down the bowl and chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a tissue, "Jinwu Zangjiao?"

Nie Wenyuan raised his eyelids, "You think so?"

Huang Dan said, "There are mountains and forests all around, there are no other houses, and I don't see anyone else. Only my uncle and I are in the whole big house. What I think of is that idiom, isn't it?"

Nie Wenyuan's expression was flat, "Yu Yu, you are using this idiom incorrectly."

Huang Dan said, "Oh, so, it seems that I have to learn more from my uncle, read more books, strive for more culture, be a cultured person, and don't use idioms indiscriminately."

Nie Wenyuan's jaw line was tense, and his brows were also wrinkled.

Huang Dan didn't get up to leave, but sat on the chair and looked at the man, seeing him pursing his thin lips, deep shadows appeared between his brows, and the breath on his body was abnormal, giving people a solemn and lonely feeling.

After coughing, Huang Dan broke the silence, "I found a shotgun in the bedroom, can uncle teach me?"

Nie Wenyuan said yes, "It still hurts?"

Huang Dan said that it didn't hurt much, "I'm very careful when I eat porridge and vegetables."

Nie Wenyuan said, "Uncle, take a look."

Huang Dan opened his mouth slightly and stuck out his tongue. He watched the man approaching solemnly. He smelled of soap. He used it for washing his face, hair, and bath. It cost three yuan in total. There was no shampoo and shower gel, which was very economical.

Nie Wenyuan looked at it for several minutes, "The ointment will be delivered in the morning, and it will be cured by evening."

Huang Dan closed his mouth, his throat was dry, he watched the man clean up the dishes, lost his thoughts for a while, and ran away.

Nie Wenyuan noticed that his little nephew was distracted, with a gentle look on his face, his pupils shrank, his hand holding the bowl tightened, and his brows were tightly knit together, "Younger, tell uncle, what are you thinking?"

Huang Dan immediately came back to his senses, "I'm thinking about uncle."

Nie Wenyuan turned and went to the kitchen.

Huang Dan touched his nose, don't you believe it?That's right, it's true that there is no credibility. He walked in slowly and helped the man.

Nie Wenyuan doesn't use detergent, he uses rice washing water, throws the dishes in and washes them, and all the vegetable soup attached to them is gone, and they are clean.

Huang Dan washed two pairs of chopsticks, and the rest were washed by men. He stood beside him and asked, "Uncle, did my mother call you to ask about my situation?"

It's unnecessary to ask this question, Huang Dan is looking for something to say, he always feels that men are thinking wildly and can be driven crazy by his imaginary enemy.

Nie Wenyuan said no, he paid attention to his little nephew's face, he couldn't see any sadness.

Huang Dan smiled at the man, "I'll wait for you in the bedroom."

That smile is very clean, but it is naturally seductive. I don't know, but I thought it was a wonderful invitation. Later, there will be a hearty, hot summer morning exercise, which is actually playing with a shotgun.

Nie Wenyuan took a long time to continue wiping the table. He dropped the rag to support the sides of the table, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and after a few minutes, he washed his hands and went upstairs, bringing the man down with the shotgun.

The door was blocked by heavy snow, and Nie Wenyuan gave the little nephew a pair of rubber boots, and the two creaked into the mountain on the snow.

Huang Dan was a little surprised when he saw the footprints left by the rabbit. This was no less than when he went to the mountains to catch snakes. He had never paid attention to the magic of nature in the real world, and his life was too simple.

Nie Wenyuan shot a pheasant instead of a rabbit, and went down the mountain with one leg in his hands.

Huang Dan learned to use a shotgun, but his marksmanship was inaccurate and he made frequent mistakes. The reason was not him, but the inattention of the person who taught him and he kept thinking about other things.

The road down the mountain was difficult, so Nie Wenyuan picked up his little nephew, "You need to exercise."

Huang Dan held the shotgun in one hand and the pheasant in the other, "Then let me down, and I'll go by myself."

Nie Wenyuan lifted his little nephew up, and supported his buttocks firmly with his broad palm, "Forget it this time, let's do it next time."

Huang Dan lowered his head, and rubbed his cold face against the man's neck, noticing that his body was stiff and fleeting, "Uncle, how long are we going to stay here?"

Nie Wenyuan's footsteps were non-stop and relaxed, "It's not good here?"

Huang Dan looked at the white snow and bushes in his field of vision, "suitable for avoiding enemies."

Nie Wenyuan frowned slightly, and the softness of his palm made him feel distracted, and he couldn't help but grabbed it.

Huang Dan pretended not to feel it.

In the morning, a middle-aged man came over and gave me medicine and food. When he saw Huang Dan, he showed a very subtle expression, including surprise, disbelief, curiosity, and finally cautiousness.

Huang Dan took the middle-aged man's expression changes into his eyes, he didn't pay attention, and drew on the paper with a pen in his hand, without even raising his head.

Nie Wenyuan packed up the things in the refrigerator and walked over. Just one glance, he knew that the person in the painting was himself. "Uncle never knew that Yu could draw."

Huang Dan said, "I don't know either, I just found out today."

Nie Wenyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, something flashed in there, and then sank again, "It seems that Yu is a genius."

Huang Dan picked up the painting, "Uncle, I'll give it to you."

Nie Wenyuan put it in the drawer and put it together with the auspicious jade bracelet.

The snow fluttered down from the sky again, covering the flowers, plants and trees with layers of white quilts, without asking if they needed it, it was very sentimental.

Huang Dan lived here, and the first person he saw when he opened his eyes every day was Nie Wenyuan, and the person he saw the moment before he closed his eyes was also him.

One night, Huang Dan suddenly opened his eyes.

Director Nie who was caught was still very calm and calm, "Why did you wake up?"

Huang Dan didn't know how to answer for a while, he wanted to say that you should have been very gentle when you kissed me before, so I didn't notice it, and I could only rely on the taste of my mouth to determine whether I kissed you, but you kissed me so rudely just now, not only I stuck out my tongue and bit it, isn't it normal for me to wake up?

Nie Wenyuan turned on the light, "Uncomfortable?"

When Huang Dan saw the worry and nervousness in the man's eyes, he immediately lost the thought of teasing, and made an excuse at random, "I want to drink water."

Nie Wenyuan didn't get up.

The yellow sheet was swept across the man's body almost unchecked, and the scene under the quilt can be imagined, why did you abuse yourself in the middle of the night?He rubbed the space between his brows, hesitating whether to lift the quilt, or reach in to surprise the man, or follow the conversation to pour water.

After such a short time, Nie Wenyuan had already lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Huang Dan was stunned, he was surprised, he didn't expect a man's self-control to be so strong.

Nie Wenyuan poured water over, "Take it."

Huang Dan caught the cup, gulped a few sips, the smell of the smoke in his mouth was diluted, and swallowed along with his saliva, he lay flat, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

If Huang Dan opens his eyes at this time, he will be able to see a miraculous scene, a person with strong self-control is chasing after him at a terrifying speed.

Nie Wenyuan put down his cup and went to the bathroom.

Huang Dan never asked about Liu Quanwu again, and he wouldn't gain much if he did.

Less than a week after Liu Quanwu's accident, Fade Chen had an accident. On the way back from get off work, his bicycle brake failed, his nose was broken, one eyeball was contused, and he needed nearly twenty stitches.

If it weren't for Chen Fei's excellent riding skills, he found that the brakes failed when he got off the bridge, and after a short panic, he made the right move and grabbed the front of the car with both hands to cross the bridge, otherwise he would have fallen directly from the slope , not dead or disabled.

The eldest son had an accident just after he went to work, and Nie Youxiang aged several years overnight. Sitting next to the hospital bed, she said, "Xiao Fei, you are scaring Mom to death."

Fade Chen's face was swollen, and his bruised eyes were tightly closed. This fall broke a part of his pride.

Nie Youxiang wondered, "I just bought the bicycle last year. There has been no problem. My mother checked it for you before going out in the morning. How could the brakes fail?"

Her face changed, "Is it someone from your unit who did it? Are they jealous that you are young, have a high degree of education, and have such a good job as soon as you graduate, so they tripped you up behind your back? Wear small shoes?"

"You said you too. Mom asks how you are doing at work every day, and you just say it's okay. If you tell Mom the truth, then Mom will definitely go to your work unit. There's no such thing as this!"

Fade Chen said a lot of shit, he was impatient, "Mom, can you stop talking?"

Nie Youxiang looked at the eldest son who was wrapped in gauze on the bridge of his nose, "Okay, you have a good rest."

Fade Chen asked, "Does uncle know?"

Nie Youxiang had already called, but Nie Wenyuan was out of town, so she didn't give much response, and she didn't seem to be coming back. She lied and said she hadn't called yet.

Chen Fei's heart is like a mirror, and he is familiar with the society, "Call uncle, it doesn't matter if he is busy or not, as long as he says hello, the hospital will face him and treat me If you can focus more on time, the conditions in the ward will be much better.”

Nie Youxiang agreed with the elder son's words, otherwise she would not have called immediately, but it is a pity that human nature is like that, with strong principles, one-sidedness, and a basket of truths, she heard her ears callused, "Okay, Mom will fight when she goes out."

Fade Chen thought for a while, "Mom, is Xiao Rou back?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Xiaorou opened the door and came in, "I heard brother say my name, are you talking bad about me?"

"You have been sensible since you were a child, what bad things can you say?"

Nie Youxiang pulled away the chair and stood up, "Xiaorou, you stay with your brother, mom will come back after she gets home."

When the ward became quiet, Chen Xiaorou took off her leather gloves, revealing a pair of slender hands. She brushed back the loose hair around her ears, and the pearl earrings on her earlobe had a soft luster, which was not cheap at first glance.

The corners of Fade Chen's eyes twitched, "Why haven't I seen you wearing this kind of earrings before?"

Chen Xiaorou smiled and said, "I already have it, I have too many earrings, I can't wear them."

Fade Chen took a few more glances, and the topic turned to the bicycle brake failure, "It's not your brother, I'm lucky, it's you talking now, I'm covered by a white cloth."

Chen Xiaorou lowered her eyes, "Brother, I know what you're thinking."

Fade Chen asked her, "Then what are you going to do?"

Chen Xiaorou's eyes moved from his face to the window, and then back to his face, "You are overthinking."

Fade Chen said, "But..."

Chen Xiaorou interrupted him, "Brother, don't forget, Uncle's people have been monitoring in the hospital, no one can play tricks on him."

Fade Chen said, "Liu Quanwu is dead. Do you think there is something strange about it? Xiaorou, I think so. To tell you the truth, I've always been restless these days. I felt something was going to happen, and something happened. "

Chen Xiaorou stood up, "His death is his business, what does it have to do with us? Brother, you... what do you mean?"

She took a breath, her eyes widened, "Could it be him..."

Fade Chen said, "It's just a guess."

Chen Xiaorou sat back on the chair, put her hands together and pinched nervously, "You're dead, don't worry about it, brother, you just fell on your face and your nose was broken, it's not that you lost your mind, don't think about it."

Fade Chen sighed, something appeared on his face, almost remorse, and it disappeared soon.

Huang Dan didn't know what happened to Fade Chen until two days later. He asked the man standing by the pot cooking, "Uncle, don't you want to go back?"

Nie Wenyuan stir-fried the Mushu meat a few times with a spatula, "Just stay here."

Huang Dan said, "I want to go back and see my brother."

Nie Wenyuan didn't look back, "Yu Yu, you're not a doctor."

Huang Dan said, "Uncle Quan Wu is gone, and my brother was injured again. Uncle, what happened at the end of the year happened one after another." He didn't finish these words.

Nie Wenyuan turned down the fire, put the Mushu meat on a plate, and said, "You come to shredded potatoes."

There was no sign at all, Huang Dan rubbed his forehead, pursed his lips and went to change the guard.

As a result, Nie Wenyuan ate all the unpalatable shredded potatoes, and the delicious Mushu meat went into Huang Dan's stomach.

Cooking requires three points of talent, three points of interest, and the remaining four points of hard work. None of the yellow lists are good, and the last one can only be considered barely.

Nie Youxiang called Nie Wenyuan several times to ask if he had greeted the dean, but never mentioned the matter of the youngest son, until she finally realized that the other party couldn't talk to her, so she moved the youngest son out.

"Wen Yuan, Xiao Yu hasn't been home for a few days. I've been to the bar, and the people there said they haven't seen him. Do you know his situation?"

Nie Wenyuan glanced at the little nephew who was sitting at the table writing calligraphy, "I don't know."

Nie Youxiang felt that there was something to talk about on this topic, so she continued, "Let your people check it out. He is young and can't distinguish right from wrong. I'm worried that something will happen to him if he fools around with people outside. If he goes to jail again, I have to go underground to accompany your brother-in-law."

Nie Wenyuan said, "I will investigate."

Nie Youxiang turned the topic to the eldest son, "Hey, I don't know what's going on, Xiaofei won't come back, and Xiaofei is lying in the hospital, neither of them can worry about it."

The little nephew stretched his waist, resting his chin to appreciate his calligraphy, calm and elegant, Nie Wenyuan was absorbed in watching, and did not listen to what the person on the phone was saying.

Nie Youxiang said hello several times, then hung up the phone with a blue face.

That afternoon, when the landline at home called Nie Wenyuan’s mobile phone, Grandma Wu’s old voice was full of concern, “Wenyuan, I went to see Xiaofei, the ward where he lives is very poor, and there are other people living in it. It's not coughing, it's just doing this and that, it's very noisy, can you have a good rest?"

Nie Wenyuan leaned on the back of the chair, "Mother Wu, if you feel bored, go live in the countryside for a while, where all the neighbors and neighbors are there, and they can chat with you about the daily life."

Grandma Wu immediately sighed, "I'm old, and people dislike me."

Nie Wenyuan caught a glimpse of his little nephew putting on his rubber boots and heading out the door. He got up and strode after him.

Huang Dan said, "I'm going to see the snow scene."

Before Nie Wenyuan hung up the phone, the voice had already entered the phone. Fortunately, Grandma Wu's hearing is not very good. If she heard it, she would definitely hang up the phone and call Nie Youxiang.

On the 21st, Nie Wenyuan answered the phone and went out.

Huang Dan was standing under the eaves, with a row of icicles hanging above his head, his mouth was steaming, "Uncle, come back early."

Nie Wenyuan walked to the car door and turned back, raised his hand to stroke his little nephew's hair, "It's cold outside, let's go back."

In the evening, Huang Dan's eyelids suddenly jumped, and without paying attention, he knocked the water glass in his hand to the ground, and it fell apart on the spot.

On the other side, Nie Wenyuan had an accident, and the bodyguards all had a pair of knives hanging around their necks, with pale expressions waiting to lead them to death.

Nie Wenyuan asked a bodyguard nearby to inform everyone to dispatch to find Wang Ming's whereabouts as soon as possible, and also asked people to keep an eye on Chen Xiaorou.

He then made two phone calls. The first call was to his little nephew, saying that he had something to deal with temporarily, and he didn't know when he would go back. It depended on the completion of the matter.

The yellow sheet on the other end was cleaning the debris, and he clamped the phone between his ears and shoulders, "Uncle, where are you?"

Nie Wenyuan said that he was on the way, "You stay there and wait for uncle to come back."

Huang Dan said, "Ten days, if you don't come back, I will go down the mountain."

Nie Wenyuan covered his abdomen with one hand, "Yu Yu, be obedient and don't let uncle worry."

Huang Dan said, "Uncle, I can't cook well, and I can't sleep well without you."

Nie Wenyuan's heart throbbed when he heard that, and the pain immediately covered his abdominal injury. He said in a low voice, "Uncle will definitely go back in ten days."

After hanging up, Nie Wenyuan made another call, "Take care of him, he is here, and your lives are here."

From the beginning to the end, Nie Wenyuan could not hear the slightest weakness in his voice. He spoke neither fast nor slow, and his breath was very calm, exactly the same as usual.

Nobody would believe it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, the belly of the caller