fishing cliff

Luo Xin lost control of his emotions in an instant. Tears flowed down as if the valve was unscrewed. He stretched his short legs and was about to get off the stool. It took a second to react, and raised his small hand to touch the place touched lightly, and the crying directly overturned the roof.

Yan Zong's expression changed instantly, he put down his luggage and took a few big strides behind Luo Xin, turned him around, put his hands under his armpit, and hugged him vigorously.

Luo Xin was hit really hard this time, all he could do was cry. Yan Zong held his buttocks with one hand and walked to the sofa next to him, comforting him repeatedly: "If Luo Luo doesn't cry, it won't hurt if brother rubs it. Mom! Help me get it." Some medicine for external use, Mama Zhang, help me get some ice cubes from the refrigerator and find a clean towel."

The wound on the forehead quickly swelled up, and Yan Zong grabbed Luo Xinshou to prevent him from touching it. After the ice pack was applied and the medicine was applied, he led him upstairs.

After such a commotion, Luo Xin was exhausted physically and mentally, lying on the bed and asked Yan Zong: "Brother Yan, do you want me anymore?"

"Of course not, I just have something to go outside."

"Brother is lying! You ignored me just now, and you didn't kiss me when you came back!"

Yan Zong leaned down and kissed both sides of his cheeks, Luo Xin finally smiled, and asked again: "Brother Yan, I was wrong, please don't ignore me?"

"Where did you go wrong?"

"You feed me, I shouldn't spit it out..."

"You are not wrong. You don't want to eat because you ate a lot of snacks before meals, so your stomach is already full. You spit out the custard because I forced you to do things you hate."

When Luo Xin heard this, he immediately cried and whimpered again. After he was beaten, he really had this thought in his heart. Children are not good at thinking big things.

You must know that restricting Luo Xin from eating too many snacks is for his health, but as long as Yan Zongren is away, Luo Xin can't help but be tempted to use the little sweet mouth skill to beg Yan Mu and Zhang Ma.

But after more than a month, Luo Xin had already changed from being angry and puzzled to worrying and regretting. Now that he had finally waited for Yan Zong to come back, of course he honestly admitted his mistake, and I am afraid that he would not dare to make it easily again in the future.

"Then, if I spank your ass, you don't blame me anymore?" Yan Zong said as he put his hand under the quilt, Luo Xin cooperatively turned his lower body sideways so that Yan Zong could knead.

"Umm... the beating hurts, Brother Yan is doing it for my own good, but can you stop beating me again?" Luo Xin frowned, his expression was tangled, and his rosy mouth pouted slightly.

Yan Zong leaned over to peck unceremoniously, and couldn't help laughing: "As long as you don't make me angry again."

After crying and laughing, Luo Xin was very sleepy and soon fell asleep.Yan Zong closed the door lightly and went downstairs to meet his parents.

Although he didn't smile, Yan Liuhen could tell immediately that his son's mood was very different from when he entered the door, and when he sat down, he also asked with a straight face: "What have you learned from your grandfather's place for more than a month? "

"You guys will talk about this later," He Mufei frowned and glanced at her husband, "Yan Zong, tell me first, why haven't you contacted Xinxin for so long?"

"I'm so busy studying that I don't have time."

"Are you planning to perfunctory mother like this? Are there any major national affairs that require you to work hard?"

Seeing that He Mufei was quite dissatisfied, Yan Zong had no choice but to seriously explain the reason: "Luo Xin made a mistake, I need to give him some time to reflect on himself."

"Isn't three or five days enough? What kind of big mistake requires a five-year-old child to reflect on it for nearly two months?" He Mufei felt that Yan Zong was simply making a fuss, and almost forgot that he was only 12 years old. It's just nonsense.

"Of course I have my own considerations. Luo Xin is still young. If he admits his mistakes simply to let me continue to treat him well without really understanding his mistakes, then the child's heart will revert to his old ways in a short time. Until I lose my temper again. The cycle goes on and on, and nothing can be gained except the loss of the relationship between us day by day."

Yan Zong poured himself a glass of water, and continued: "I didn't leave just to let him know about not eating dinner, but to correct his thinking from the root, then one day in the future, if he mishandles Hurting friends and going astray, no matter how I discipline him, he will understand my painstaking efforts more easily."

He Mufei always felt that something was wrong, and even felt a little unfamiliar with this son who had never been bothered by her to discipline him. He was stunned and said, "Where did you learn the long essays? Is it something you should think about at your age? This is not right. ...You, how can you interfere in other people's lives?"

"Mom, how can this be called interference? At most it's just guidance. Human beings are born as a blank sheet of paper, which will change into various pictures due to the influence of people, things and the environment around us. I taught Luo Xin to learn There is nothing wrong with self-discipline, distinguishing right from wrong, and cherishing feelings.”

He Mufei was speechless, and in the end he could only say: "Because of your care, the relationship between Xinxin and his father and brother is not very close. He doesn't know how sad he is these days...but you Your heart is too hard! Yan Zong, if you are just out of interest and throw people into the sky, I will send Xinxin back to the Luo family, you better remember this."

Yan Zong was unmoved, but only provoked a faint smile, apparently not taking this warning to heart.

Of course, Luo Xin didn't know all this. He still has lingering fears when he recalls the past. Since that incident, no matter how willful and mischievous he is, he will not touch Yan Zong's bottom line. But they were separated for ten years because of other things.

"The lobster is getting old, you should concentrate!" Of course, Luo Xin wanted to save face, and he couldn't let Jiang Rou and Nie Heng know about the past when his butt blossomed. Sitting quietly at the dining table.

Hearing the sound of pots and bowls colliding from the kitchen from time to time, Nie Heng held up his umbrella, and because his vision was blocked, he accidentally bumped into a person's arm, and the book he was holding in his hand fell into the wet dust all of a sudden.

"Sorry! Let me pick it up for you." Nie Heng quickly apologized, handed the umbrella to his cousin, and knelt down to help.

"No need, don't touch my things."

The man's answer was extremely impolite. Nie Heng raised his head subconsciously, and saw a fair and round face under a black umbrella. This man's facial features are very soft, and it is very unsuitable for such an indifferent expression, so no matter how you look at it, it is a bit incongruous .

Regardless of the fact that the textbook was dirty, the boy quickly picked it up and walked away. Nie Heng was still on the spot. His cousin came over and whispered, "This is a student who just transferred from our class. His name is Luo Xin. His name sounds nice!"

"Transfer student?" Nie Heng became interested, "It looks very difficult to get along with."

"Yeah, I haven't heard him say a word except for self-introduction, and I don't think it's because he's shy or unfamiliar with the environment, he just doesn't want to pay attention to people, because he's really cool, so no one thinks he Put it on."

Even though the two became friends later and Luo Xin no longer rejected people thousands of miles away, Nie Heng rarely saw him indulge his emotions and defend a person to an almost unreasonable level.

Rubbing the peak of his nose, Nie Heng couldn't help feeling a little disheartened.

Yan Zong brought two plates of paella to the table. Nie Heng glanced at it roughly. It is worth affirming that the appearance is not bad, but seeing Luo Xin's cheerful appearance, even if Yan Zong's cooking is difficult to swallow, he may still be able to eat it. clean.

In fact, although the paella lacks a lot of ingredients, the taste is not bad. Otherwise, Luo Xin could only be so seamless if he is the film king. He sighed while eating: "I thought I must be better than you when it comes to cooking. Luckily, there is no one who is in charge, otherwise I would really lose my life."

Nie Heng thought to himself: "Is instant noodles counted as cooking?"

There was some reproach in Yan Zong's eyes: "You must have eaten junk food, and your stature has hardly grown."

"No way!" Luo Xin said discouragedly, "I'm from the south... Besides, the food outside can't be too demanding, it can only fill your stomach, and you will get tired of eating it twice."

Nie Heng sneered in his heart: "The nanny hired by Uncle Luo seems to be very good at cooking. Even if I went to school in Beijing, I haven't eaten a few meals outside. How can you say that you get tired of it?"

A meal has all kinds of flavors, Lu Yu seems to have kept his eyes on the restaurant, he came back from the outside just after the four of them cleaned up the tableware, Nie Heng greeted: "Mr. Lu, if it is convenient, let's go upstairs and take Fan Yichao Carry the body to the cellar?"

Lu Yu was unwilling in his heart, but it was hard to refuse. Yan Zong still insisted not to let Luo Xin intervene, and the three of them sent the corpse and the quilt into the second freezer.

The air in the cellar was so stuffy that it was difficult to breathe. Lu Yu didn't want to stay for a second, restrained his eyes from looking at the corpses in the two freezers, and walked in the front and left in a hurry.