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After Jing Yu was taken away by Chu Zishi, Qiu Mingyang also left.

During this day's recording, Fu Fenglan was a little uneasy.

The uncle and aunt gave him many gold ingots, but he couldn't shirk them, so he had to accept them one by one.

Passing by the door of a house that I have never entered before, I saw a haggard old woman sitting under a loofah vine in a daze.

Fu Fenglan greeted politely.

The old grandma raised her head, her eyes were cloudy, as if she saw him, but she didn't seem to look in.

He moved the corner of his mouth, but the muscles in his mouth had been in disrepair for a long time, so he could only hang down softly, and he couldn't see a smile.

The slowness and twilight of old age.

"The old lady of the Jiang family, you are pitiful," the aunt sighed softly, "Alzheimer's disease has been going on for more than ten years. Her daughter passed away from cancer a few years ago. The son-in-law has been visiting her for a few years and has been lying to her that her daughter is fine, but he is busy with work. I couldn’t get away. Later, my son-in-law married another wife and didn’t come here anymore.”

The old lady of the Jiang family stared at Fu Fenglan, suddenly enlightened, her eyes brightened, and she struggled to walk towards the door.

The bones of the elderly are brittle, trembling with every step, and they are about to fall if they are not careful.

Fu Fenglan reflexively stepped forward and supported her.

"This is treating you as her son-in-law," the aunt said in a very low voice, "I have a problem, anyone who sees a tall black-haired man will think it is her son-in-law, because the last few times I heard about my daughter in my memory, I have never heard of her." From the son-in-law."

The old lady of the Jiang family grabbed Fu Fenglan's arm, grinned, and laughed.

She already had silver hair all over her head, her face was like a ditch, and she was as decayed as dry wood, but it could still be seen from her bones that she was a beautiful woman when she was young.

His eyes were cloudy, but his smile was still warm.

The hallway was windy, so Fu Fenglan helped her into the house and tucked the doors and windows.

"Is there a traffic jam on the road?"

Fu Fenglan squatted in front of her, silent for a moment: "It's not blocked."

"Yuyu, why didn't I come back with you?"

Fu Fenglan was startled.

The aunt explained in a low voice beside her: "The old lady's daughter is Jiang Hongyu, nicknamed Yuyu."

It's also called Yuyu.

Thinking of Jing Yu, Fu Fenglan wondered what happened to him after being taken away by Chu Zishi, whether he would be scolded and embarrassed, and his heart was faintly touched.

After a while, she withdrew her wandering thoughts: "...Yuyu is on a business trip temporarily, so I am the only one who came back."

The old lady of the Jiang family showed disappointment, but she still pulled his arm excitedly, asking questions.

Most of the young people who were misunderstood by the old lady of Jiang's family as her son-in-law and held on to her in the past were at a loss, making up excuses and fleeing in a hurry.

The old lady of the Jiang family was sober sometimes, sometimes not sober, and she didn't know whether she understood that those people were not her son-in-law.

Maybe I understand it occasionally, but when Changge cried, he always had to find a reason to lie to himself, and then support himself to live.

Life is like a pot of tea that gradually dries up. It slowly cools and evaporates over time, leaving a little tea residue at the bottom, which dries up in the residual heat and disappears silently.

Confused people struggle to stay awake.

A sane man indulges his bewilderment.

Fu Fenglan sat with the old lady of the Jiang family all afternoon, chatting about everything from tea to loofah and vines, from the stewed soup in the small town to snowflake cheese, from the famine decades ago to "Yuyu" was smart and beautiful when she was young, who met her? They all boast that she is the first girl in the village to be admitted to college.

When we talked about other grandpas and aunts having gone home for lunch, he still sat with the old lady, found an open space sheltered from the wind, and basked in the sun with his head up.

"When will you bring Yuyu back?" Jiang's old lady raised her head and said to herself, "The old Li's next door has a grandson and a granddaughter in their arms. You and Yuyu need to work harder."

Fu Fenglan coughed: "Yes, I will definitely bring him next time."

After the recording ended that night, Fu Fenglan returned to the hotel. After washing up, he told Jing Yu on WeChat about meeting the old lady of the Jiang family today.

But Jing Yu didn't reply until after ten o'clock.

Fu Fenglan frowned and called Qiu Mingyang.

Qiu Mingyang picked it up quickly, with a rare serious and serious tone: "Mr. Chu's troubles are a bit stiff now. As soon as I go back in the afternoon, I confiscated Jingyu's mobile phone and locked him at home. He is not allowed to contact you, so... ..."

Fu Fenglan frowned: "This is illegal detention."

"That's it, the old saying goes that it's hard for a clean official to settle housework," Qiu Mingyang sighed, "Now try not to intensify the conflict and let the two brothers communicate. I probably didn't want to make too much trouble with Jing Yu by blocking you."

Fu Fenglan thought for a moment, then hung up the phone.

The next few days of recording passed quickly.

Without Jing Yu around, time flies, no different from the countless days of getting up early to work.

The sky was gray and white, and there was a strong wind, and several temporary studios were overturned.

The stamina and energy of everyone in the program group was rapidly depleted. Some people were accidentally injured, and some guests withdrew early. Finally, the recording ended smoothly.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, the silent and unremarkable Fu Fenglan earned the most gold ingots.

The referee checked it over and over again, and the 98 gold ingots were indeed 98.

No.2 is Lujin Pavilion, 83 yuan, and the rest are below 80 yuan.

The scene was a little awkward.

Generally speaking, for the ratings of the program, the shots of popular celebrities are the most, because of their fame and appeal, their performance is often the best, so it is very convenient when editing, and the highlights and funny points are cut Just go in.

But an unknown supporting actor got No.1...

And during the process, Fu Fenglan basically had no interaction with other people, and if he wanted to give the camera, he could only be given to him alone.

Someone raised an objection in a low voice: "Why haven't I seen him in the business district..."

"Me too."

"Do you want to check the source of the gold ingot?"

This is to suspect that Fu Fenglan's gold ingot came from a wrong path.

After all, he is an unknown little supporting role, who knows if he will cheat for the camera.

The director, whose skin was dark and red due to years of exposure to the sun, stood behind the camera with a sullen face and did not speak.

The staff were at a loss and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Lu Jinting suddenly came over, put his arm around Fu Fenglan's shoulders, and said with a sly smile: "Old Fu, ah, you won a championship, you have to treat me to dinner when I go back."

Fu Fenglan said calmly: "Below 50 yuan, eat whatever you want."

"Damn, so picky?" Lu Jinting exaggerated, "Your boss doesn't pay salary, why don't you come to my place?"

The effect is full.

The atmosphere on the field suddenly relaxed a lot.

The director looked at this side, nodded, and made a gesture to continue recording.

This is the meaning of acknowledging Fu Fenglan's achievements.

Fu Fenglan was pushed to the front of the podium by Lu Jinting, to receive benefits, and to advertise for the upcoming "May Ming Mulberry Branches".

He doesn't have much experience in variety shows, so he is serious and serious: "Next month, the costume comedy "May Ming Mulberry Branches" starring Lu Jinting and me will be broadcast on the Songuo platform. I hope everyone will..."

Lu Jinting teased him with a smirk: "Hurry up, while there is still time, say something that cannot be broadcast!"

Fu Fenglan: "Then, I hope that after returning home, I can see the person I like as soon as possible."

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was shocked.

Although it's a mess...

There's no need to be so honest!

Online male actors, unless they are old enough to be grandpas, or follow the route of being a daddy and a good man, will basically not specifically mention their significant other, so as to leave room for fans to imagine.

Lu Jinting was also stunned.

After Fu Fenglan finished speaking, he turned off the microphone calmly and stepped off the stage.

Just as the show was coming to an end, the host hurried up to enliven the atmosphere and concluded his speech.

Lu Jinting came over, turned off the microphone, and quietly gave Fu Fenglan a thumbs up: "Brother, you are awesome."

He asked again, "Is that your... little assistant?"

Fu Fenglan: "Yes."

Lu Jinting: "Is he really your assistant?"

Fu Fenglan: "Actually, he is the younger brother of our company boss."

Lu Jinting's eyes widened.

He is not an employee of the Chu Corporation, but he has also heard of Chu Zishi, and occasionally saw his interviews in financial magazines, so he knows that he is not a character to be trifled with.

When he came back to his senses, he shook his fist sympathetically: "This is not easy to chew on... I fully support you mentally, old Fu, come on, fuck you."

After the recording of the show, the guests went home.

After Jing Yu was taken away, Fu Fenglan couldn't contact him for a whole month.

Fu Fenglan found Qiu Mingyang, but Qiu Mingyang was helpless, saying that he couldn't speak at all.

"In order to look after Jing Yu, President Chu is working at home these days, so he doesn't come to the company at all."

"Is he planning to lock Jing Yu up for the rest of his life?"

"In my opinion, we can only rely on Jing Yu to convince Mr. Chu," Qiu Mingyang sighed, "You will only add to the confusion if you forcefully seek out the door. Chu will always feel that you are robbing him of your younger brother."

Fu Fenglan lowered his eyebrows and remained silent.

Qiu Mingyang patted him on the shoulder: "You understand, after all, Jing Yu is his only relative in this world."

Chu family.

Eleven o'clock at night.

In the darkness, a crack was quietly revealed from the bedroom door on the second floor.

Jing Yu didn't turn on the light, but tiptoed out from the crack of the door, afraid of making a noise, she only wore cotton socks on her feet, and she walked quickly without making a sound, so no one would notice.

With cold sweat dripping from his forehead and trembling under his body, he headed towards the study on the third floor in one go.

After the mobile phone was confiscated, Chu Zishi was as immovable as a mountain, no matter how coquettish and angry he was, he refused to return the mobile phone to him.

Jing Yu took advantage of the gaps between going to the bathroom, eating, and watering the flowers to search around, excluding the kitchen, living room, bathroom and other places.

The only remaining possibility is the study and Chu Zishi's bedroom.

Chu Zishi's bedroom is a tiger's den, and he never returns.

Jing Yu had no choice but to focus on the study first, taking advantage of the dark night and high winds, to take a risk to find out.

Along the corridor wall, smooth.

Up the stairs, all right.

Arrived on the third floor, smooth.

Jing Yu burst into laughter.

At this point, Chu Zishi usually handles official business in the bedroom and usually does not come out.

There is a corner in front of you, as long as you go around, you will...

Jing Yu touched the corner of the wall with her left hand.

All of a sudden, I felt something soft and warm.

"what!!!!!!!!"

With a snap, the corridor lights came on.

Chu Zishi was wearing a black nightgown, and his wet hair was still dripping, as if he had just taken a shower.

He came out from behind the corner and looked down at him: "What are you shouting for?"

Jing Yu's heart almost jumped out of her throat.

Don't you know what I'm calling!

What to pretend! ! !

Jing Yu managed to calm down, and smiled stiffly: "...what are you doing standing here without making a sound, you startled me."

Chu Zishi crossed his arms: "Stay on the sidelines and wait for the rabbit."

"Wait...what?" Jing Yu walked around him as if nothing had happened, "I just want to go to the study to find a book, and that's okay?"

"It's strange," Chu Zishi said coolly, "You want to take the initiative to read, maybe the sun is coming out from the west."

Jing Yu pretended not to hear.

As he was walking into the study, Chu Zishi suddenly said behind him, "Why aren't you wearing shoes?"

"...It's too hot, it's so cool."

Chu Zishi frowned: "Nonsense, how old are you, do you think you're still a three-year-old?"

He is not very gentle, and he has never spoken words of concern.

When expressing anxiety, it is also awkward and rigid, and you have to turn several turns in a rampage before you can express your meaning.

So the pity and concern were expressed crookedly and with cold reprimands.

Jing Yu felt a little wronged.

He was already used to Chu Zishi's awkward way of expressing it for more than ten years anyway, and he didn't feel much when he was hit too much.

But I don't know if it was because I stayed with Fu Fenglan for a long time before, and now I suddenly fell back to "hell", and I couldn't accept it all at once.

Fu Fenglan is the complete opposite of Chu Zishi's personality, gentle and delicate, calm and reliable, and will directly say what he thinks (except for the time when he was suspected of cheating).

He would watch the fireworks side by side with him and help him insert the straw.

Seeing that he is not eating well, I will hold him in my lap, mix his favorite seaweed in the rice, mash it into soft and glutinous rice balls that are easy to eat, and feed him spoonful by spoonful.

If Fu Fenglan saw that he was not wearing shoes, he would definitely not have scolded him so severely, but picked him up, asked him why he was running around again, then held his feet, warmed him up, and helped him with his own hands. He puts on his shoes.

Thinking of Fu Fenglan, Jing Yu's eyes were covered with mist.

Before I knew it, I said what was in my heart: "If..."

Chu Zishi: "What if?"

Jing Yu muttered: "If Fu Fenglan would definitely not be so cruel to me..."

Chu Zishi felt like a stick in his throat.

This is also called fierce?

Didn't he just urge him to put on his shoes properly? ?

Chu Zishi couldn't tell how he felt, he was a little jealous, and seemed to be angry from embarrassment.

Jing Yu never complained about him like this before.

He has always been very sensible, knowing that he is doing it for his own good, so he will be stricter with him.

He didn't want to turn Jing Yu into a spoiled waste and disappoint his parents Zai Zhiling, so he put on a straight face and made high demands on him.

Now Jing Yu only spent a few months with that male vixen, and began to hate him and rebel against him.

Obviously they are blood brothers...

Thinking so, it is absolutely impossible for Chu Zishi to say these words.

So he continued to coldly say: "He won't kill you? Of course he doesn't dare, because he wants to coax you and pamper you so that he can get more resources and become popular."

Jing Yu defended in a low voice: "He's not that kind of person, he wouldn't even want the resources I gave him..."

In fact, he has already explained it many times, but Chu Zishi is very stubborn, thinking that Fu Fenglan's so-called indifference and aloofness are all pretending, all in order to deceive him even more.

Jing Yu knew that he would not be able to persuade him for a while, so she sighed and said no more.

Under Chu Zishi's gaze, he searched listlessly on the bookshelf for a while, took a copy of Rousseau's "Confessions" and came out.

If I read the same book as Fu Fenglan...

Maybe you will feel the same way as him.

It's as if you're still with him.

Chu Zishi: "Why did you think of reading this book?"

Jing Yu said vaguely, "Choose whatever you want."

After finishing speaking, he drooped his head and went back to the room.

If it was before, if Chu Zishi asked him, he would be very excited to tell him his thoughts.

Although Chu Zishi would probably only reply flatly: "Read less casual books and read more professional books is the right thing to do."

He used to be very eager to get Chu Zishi's affirmation, so he went forward again and again, trying to show his own advantages.

It is only now that I realize that it seems that it is really all in vain.

What Chu Zishi would like is a smart, motivated and sensible "brother", not his "Jing Yu".

Seeing Jing Yu's back leaving listlessly, Chu Zishi moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something for a moment, but he swallowed it anyway.

He originally thought that Jing Yu would tell the reason why he chose this book, and then waited expectantly for his evaluation with bright eyes.

It has always been so.

It's not that he's really not interested in his affairs, otherwise he wouldn't ask again and again.

He's just used to putting on a straight face, demanding him with high standards, and not giving his own praise easily.

He was only a child the year his parents died in an air crash.

During the more than ten years that he and Jing Yu depended on each other for life, no one taught him how to take care of children.

At the age when his peers were reading comics and playing with models, he ignorantly flipped through pedagogy magazines and bachelor’s journals, and learned little by little parenting knowledge from those obscure words.

The book says that children should not be spoiled, otherwise it will be easy to raise them, especially for wealthy families.

The book says that only by giving children appropriate setbacks and letting them learn to adjust their mental state can they become stronger.

The book says that children should not be overly dependent on themselves, otherwise they will develop a pacifier effect and become unable to be independent.

The book says...

In fact, the book also said that proper encouragement and love should be given to the child, so that he can grow up in an environment where he clearly knows that he is loved.

But Chu Zishi is too busy, in addition to raising Jingyu, he has to carry the whole family overnight.

He began to sit at the negotiating table at a young age, mediating with those fat-minded elders and calculating people's hearts.

No one will hug him in the middle of the night, touch his head lovingly, and say that the baby has worked hard.

He has never experienced it before, so Chu Zishi doesn't know what it's like to be tenderly loved and depended on.

So he took it for granted that this was the best way for Jing Yu.

High standards, high demands, and stingy rewards can make Jing Yu grow stronger.

Jing Yu went downstairs, drooping her head, like a little Corgi who had been reprimanded.

Chu Zishi had eleven thousand words to say.

But in the end, he just said: "Go back and put your shoes on."

His tone was unusually soft, mixed with a little bewilderment.

But Jing Yu didn't hear it.

His slight softness was too subtle to be noticed.

It sounds like Chu Zishi is still the strict, cold, and unkind brother Yasha.