Zhu Mu Lang Ma

Fu Kun's tongue was not slapped by his mother, but his mother slapped him again later, and slapped out the tissue ball that was still stuffed in his nose.

"Shuqin! What are you doing!" Dad yelled, put down the teapot and came over, "You knocked out all your teeth!"

"I didn't try hard! It's not Tathagata palm!" Mom turned and sat back on the sofa, pointing to the middle of the living room, "You two come and stand here, I have something to ask you."

Fu Yijie walked over and stood up, Fu Kun first touched his nose, no bleeding, then looked in the mirror, wiped the blood on the side of the nose, and then slowly stood Fu Yi Jay's side.

"Did I tell you two before?" Mom looked at them, "Have I told you?"

"What did you say?" Fu Kun was a little puzzled.

"I said I have something to tell my family!" My mother stood up and roared, "How capable you two are! You have kept such a big matter away for so long! How are you going to end it! How will it end!"

When Fu Kun heard this, he knew that his mother was doing it for Lu Yanqiu's business, so he lowered his head and didn't make a sound.

Fu Yijie bit his lip, stared at his mother for a long time, and said: "I will not go with her, nor will I recognize her, so it will end like this."

"Then tell me too! Tell me too! Tell me too!" Mom rushed over and yelled at Fu Yijie while slapping and hitting him, "Don't tell me! You two want to rebel Aren't you afraid that I will kill you!"

"Mom! Mom!" Fu Kun hurried over to protect Fu Yijie, "Listen to my explanation!"

"Go away!" Mom pushed him, slapped Fu Yijie's arm several times, and then hugged Fu Yijie, "I was scared to death, I was not prepared at all, she suddenly Just come here, your mother had a heart attack more than a dozen times..."

"I'm afraid you'll be upset." Fu Yijie's eyes turned red immediately, and he hugged his mother tightly, "I'm afraid you will persuade me to recognize her."

"Whether you admit it or not, you have to make it clear. This is not something you two can get over without hiding it." Dad sighed beside him, and pulled his mother, "Speak up."

Lu Yanqiu did not come here to forcefully snatch Fu Yijie away as Fu Kun and Fu Yijie imagined before.

"In the beginning, she wanted to discuss and take you to live here," my mother calmed down a bit as she drank water, "but I disagree, I said I raise a pig..."

Diu Diu snorted beside the sofa, and my mother took a look at it: "I said I have raised a dog for so many years, how much I paid, money, ideas..."

"It's energy." Dad corrected her.

"Yes, energy. No matter how rich she is, she can't make up for it. I don't want to do such a loss-making business." Mom raised her head and drank all the water in the glass in one gulp.

"...Mom." Fu Kun felt a little helpless about what his mother said.

"She didn't insist, she just said she wanted to walk around more often." Mom looked at Fu Yijie, as if asking for his opinion.

Fu Yijie leaned against the wall, his gaze stayed outside the window, and it took him a long time before he said, "It's a strategy to delay the attack."

The mother paused, put down the glass, and thought for a while before she began to say again: "Yijie, anyway, I have already said that I don't want my son to be disturbed, but whether you like it or not, mother has something to say." Say, it’s up to you whether you want to listen or not.”

"Yes." Fu Yijie turned around.

"Mom wants you to be happy and relaxed. I don't want you..." My mother patted her chest lightly, "There is hatred here."

After she finished speaking, she looked at her father: "Old Fu, am I a little hypocritical?"

"Yes." Dad nodded.

"I know what you mean, but," Fu Yijie pulled his mother to sit on the sofa, staring at his fingers, "If she doesn't show up, I won't think of her at all. If you want to say whether you hate her or not, For me, some things cannot be changed with an attitude, she wants to make amends and wants to move, that is her attitude, I don't care."

"I might accept it in another ten years, but not now, I'm not that tolerant, I'm not that kind of person," Fu Yijie said, stood up and went back to the hut, closed the door, and opened it again after two seconds The door stuck his head out, "Anyway, I won't leave this house."

"I won't let anyone take you away either!" My mother replied firmly.

Fu Yijie retracted his head and closed the door.

"What does he mean?" Mom looked at Dad, then turned to look at Fu Kun.

"Short circuit you, he just hates Lu Yanqiu now, she can do whatever she wants to make up for, anyway, she won't forgive her at all, at least not now," Fu Kun looked at his father, "I didn't make a mistake in the translation, right? ?”

"Well, I don't think we should talk too much about this matter. Lu Yanqiu is just a negotiating attitude. Is it a way to delay the attack?" Dad thought for a while, "My opinion is that our family's life should not be affected. How to live or how to live, as before."

"I thought so too." Mom sighed, turned her face to see Fu Kun, couldn't help reaching out and slapped him twice on the back, cursing in a low voice, "It's all your fault, I told you about this earlier." Said, we don't have to be so caught off guard, we have to see the tricks on the spot!"

"He refused to say it, I only said it when I ran into him, or I didn't know about it, he was like that, he didn't say it himself, and I didn't dare to say it casually, what if he ignored me? Didn't you put a lot of thought into raising him for many years, don't you know?" Fu Kun felt that it was really hard work for him to be his brother.

Fu Yijie hid in the hut and couldn't come out, and Fu Kun didn't go in either. He sat in the living room and asked his mother about Lu Yanqiu, and finally figured out why Fu Yijie's mother didn't want him.

It's like watching TV.

Lu Yanqiu's parents are both university professors. They are considered to be a scholarly family. When Lu Yanqiu gave birth to Fu Yijie, he was not yet 19 years old. It is said that she wanted to raise the child at the beginning, but the professor's parents did not agree. After tossing for a year, the pressure around him was increasing, and finally Lu Yanqiu couldn't bear it anymore.

Just at this time, there was a door-to-door marriage proposal. The man's family was out of town, and the matchmaker didn't mention that she had a child with the man's family.

"I probably think it will be difficult to get married with such a reputation in the future, so..." Mom frowned.

"So just throw a piece of it in the orphanage?" Fu Kun felt like listening to a story.

"Well, she was married to a foreign country, and the child must not be taken away, so her parents put the child in an orphanage."

"Damn, it's really..." Fu Kun felt that on the one hand, he could understand, but on the other hand, he couldn't understand, "Cheng Qingqing still has a child! How can people hold on!"

"Why don't we say that people are different, their personalities and families are different, and outsiders don't know how bitter Qingqing is behind her back." Mom stood up, "You won't understand if I tell you too much, little girl." The rooster will croak with its feathers on, and I'm going to cook."

"Braised pork, thank you." Fu Kun quickly ordered.

"Why?"

"Because my brother is playing golf today, he hit me with a bloody nose." Fu Kun jumped happily and pushed open the door of the hut, and threw himself on Fu Yijie who was lying on the bed, "The hungry tiger pounces on food!"

"Hey!" Fu Yijie was taken aback by his pounce, and after realizing it, he roared, "Fu Kun, you are a freshman, don't you know it yourself!"

"I know, I also know that you are in the first grade of junior high school." Fu Kun lay down next to him, touched his face, and then stretched his hand to pull his pants to feel in, "Knocked your dick off? Come on, bro, help you connect..."

"Piss your hand." Fu Yijie grabbed his waistband.

"You're so disgusting," Fu Kun laughed, and pulled out his hand, "Are you feeling better?"

"It's not that bad at first," Fu Yijie smiled, "It's enough to have what my mother said."

"A bit," Fu Kun hooked his chin with his fingers, "Don't tell me, when you said those words, I suddenly realized that you have really grown up."

"It's okay." Fu Yijie frowned and sighed, "Actually, I just hold a grudge."

"It doesn't matter whether you remember or not, it's pretty much the same for anyone." Fu Kun hugged him, and suddenly felt that although the matter had not been completely resolved, his heart was much more relaxed.

Fu Yijie would not be taken away, which made him feel at ease.

Lu Yanqiu did not appear again just like the previous time. As for whether her parents had contacted her secretly, Fu Kun and Fu Yijie did not know, but the life at home returned to its usual state after a short period of chaos .

For Fu Yijie, this is the most important thing. All he wants is the original life without any changes.

"Brother," Fu Yijie stood in the carport, waiting for Fu Kun to lock the car, "Is your class playing this afternoon?"

"Yes, I asked Chen Li to get a horn. You said you wanted to shout, but I'll wait." Fu Kun locked the car and turned the car key on his finger.

"Just don't lose, as long as I don't lose face." Fu Yijie was very popular in the basketball game during this period. Although their class only took third place in the end, everyone knew that there was a boy in Class 2 who played very handsomely.

"Don't worry, I won't hit your nose with a ball."

"If you smash it, I'm not as delicate as you and will have a nosebleed."

Fu Kun is Fu Yijie's brother. Many people in the school know about this, so when Fu Kun and his class competed, there were many people who came to see it. When Fu Kun sat on the sidelines and looked at the crowd, he suddenly felt pressured. huge.

"Fu Kun, it's mainly up to you to get points." Liang Jin patted him on the shoulder.

Liang Jin is the sports committee member of their class and the captain of the class team, the captain of the school basketball in junior high school.

Fu Kun squinted at him: "Are you here to be a cheerleader?"

Liang Jin laughed for a while before he patted him on the shoulder and said, "We have to cooperate well. If you make a three-pointer, I'll go to the basket. If I get a rebound, remember to respond."

"Yeah." Fu Kun lowered his head and tied his shoelaces.

In fact, the reason why he is under great pressure is not only because of this, but also because the opponent is class 110. Their class team has special sports enrollment, and the substitute lineup is quite strong. It has already been said that it will sweep the high school.

Fu Kun was lowering his head and tossing his shoes when he suddenly heard a little noise from the sidelines. Before he could look up, he heard a neat girl's voice: "110! The most handsome! 110! We must win!"

The most handsome fart!Fu Kun let out a sound in his heart, looked up and followed the voice, it was the cheerleaders of 110.

But after taking a look at him, he was stunned, and said to Liang Jin next to him, "Where is the NBA?"

The cheerleader of Class 110 is probably Xu Jiamei, but she made the cheerleading team very professional. A dozen or so girls wore uniform vests, short skirts, and white socks. Doing movements together and shaking the hair balls, it looks quite imposing.

"Where are the girls in our class?" Someone shouted.

"Here." Chen Li's voice came from below.

Fu Kun searched for a long time before he saw Chen Li sitting cross-legged on the ground and fanning a small folding fan. The girls in his class almost all had this kind of virtue, either squatting or sitting. like a city.

"This gap." Fu Kun couldn't help but click his tongue.

"Wait," Chen Li took out a horn from her huge schoolbag for a long time, she stood up, cleared her throat, and raised the horn to her mouth, "Dongguai Dongguai, do you hear me? One catty two yuan per catty, is there any sound?"

The people around the stadium burst into laughter. Chen Li cleared her throat again and shouted loudly: "Who is the most handsome!"

All the lazy girls suddenly jumped up, shouting neatly and loudly: "113!"

"Who will win!"

"113!"

Chen Li waved her hand and continued to shout: "113!"

"Unusual!"

"113!"

"Never lose!"

After shouting, the girls each took out a small plastic round fan from their schoolbags and fanned it together. The fan was a blue ball with the words "113 the best" printed on it.

The cheerleaders didn't win this round, but the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Fu Yijie came here with his schoolbag when the competition was about to start. When he saw him, Fu Kun immediately became more nervous.

"Just sit here." Fu Kun pointed to the chairs in the rest area. The chairs were all brought from the classroom. During the competitions in the junior high school, the players all stood or sat on the ground, and the high school was more particular.

"Well," Fu Yijie glanced around, "Is that Xu Jiamei?"

"That's right, just fight with their squad."

"Come on!" Fu Yijie smiled and slapped Fu Kun's butt. Fu Kun's butt was very firm and elastic. He then slapped again, "Come on."

"Is it over?" Fu Kun looked at him.

Fu Yijie narrowed his eyes and smiled silently.

After the game started, the cheers from the sidelines rang out one after another, the cheerleaders from the two classes shouted vigorously, fans and hairballs were flying.

Fu Yijie didn't care about these, he just stared at Fu Kun.

At first he felt that Fu Kun was a bit lazy, didn't dribble the ball very much, and didn't participate in defense. After watching for a while, he felt that this was probably intentional. Fu Kun was tall, but much thinner than the opponent. will be broken.

Their team's style of play is to press down and bring the ball to the opponent's basket, then pass it to Fu Kun, and basically rely on him to shoot for points.

Fu Yijie was fascinated by watching it. In fact, he felt that Fu Kun's skills were similar to his, and he didn't know how to play tricks, but the cooperation of several team members was much better than his class.

Fu Kun's shooting posture is very beautiful.

Fu Kun's feint was beautiful.

The appearance of Fu Kun being knocked out...

Fu Yijie jumped up from his chair. When Fu Kun was dribbling the ball, he was knocked out from the sideline by a big guy from the opponent, knocking the table next to the referee's seat to the side.

When Fu Kun was pulled up from the ground, his knees and arms were bruised, and it didn't take long for blood to ooze out.

The referee didn't call a foul, Fu Yijie frowned, the opponent's movements were very subtle, he used his knees and shoulders to touch Fu Kun, but the referee couldn't see it from the angle.

"Substitution?" Liang Jin ran to Fu Kun's side.

"No need," Fu Kun stretched his arms, "Damn, it's really strong, if I push harder, my mother should use lotus root to fight me again."

The game continued, the score was very tight, and the people in both classes were fighting hard.

During the intermission, the girls in the class sprayed Fu Kun with some medicine. There was no substitute player in their class who could shoot like Fu Kun, so Fu Kun continued to play in the second half.

But Fu Yijie could see that Fu Kun's movements were obviously not as relaxed as before, probably because he was afraid of getting hurt again.

Fu Yijie felt very distressed, but also very anxious. Fu Kun and the others were overtaken by two points, and Fu Kun missed the next two three-pointers. It seemed that he was starting to lack confidence. Seek a steady shot of two points.

But the 110 people also worked hard. They scored a two-pointer, and the opponent immediately responded with a two-pointer. At the end, the score was still two points behind Fu Kun and the others.

Chen Li cheered up with the horn until her voice became hoarse, and the girls' faces were covered with sweat even when they didn't play.

Fu Yijie's palms were covered with sweat, and he could shake the sweat on the face of the substitute next to him.

The man wiped his face with joy: "Your brother is not so nervous."

"I'm so anxious." Fu Yijie stood up and squeezed to Chen Li's side.

The game was about to end, Fu Kun and the others were still two points behind, and Liang Jin grabbed the rebound.

The audience shouted like crazy, and the people in both classes were in a hurry. In this attack, if they scored two points, it would be a tie. If they scored three points, Fu Kun and the others would win. If they didn’t score, it would be 110 wins.

Liang Jin probably exploded too, rushing towards the opposite half with the ball.

But when he reached the midfield, he was blocked to death, and three people blocked his way forward. He gritted his teeth, threw the ball over his head fiercely, and roared: "Fu Kun!"

Fu Kun caught the ball that was passed like a cannonball, and after taking a few steps forward, he was stopped again.

It was the big guy who knocked him out earlier.

Fu Kun stopped, holding the ball, and looked around him from the corner of the eye. They were all marked to death, and the pass would definitely be cut off. There were still two or three steps away from the three-point line. It's not even possible for him to drive the ball to the basket.

"Shoot directly! Idiot!" Fu Yijie's roar suddenly came from the loudspeaker on the sidelines.

"Fuck!" Fu Kun was taken aback, but still leaned forward suddenly like a conditioned reflex, and made a fake move to dribble the ball.

The other party followed him and swayed back quickly.

At this moment, Fu Kun jumped up quickly and threw the ball.

He shot the ball very quickly and with great strength. The ball hit the backboard and bounced to the basket, and then began to circle.

A circle...

two laps...

"You bitch!" Fu Kun yelled.

With his shout, the ball fell into the basket after the third round.

At the end of the game, 113 narrowly won by one point.

Fu Kun's last three-pointer played a decisive role. He was surrounded by a group of people, slapped his head and slapped his back for a long time before he found a chance to get out of the crowd.

"Go to the infirmary quickly." Chen Li threw a bottle of water over.

"Don't read it, let my mother apply some sesame oil when I go home." Fu Kun unscrewed the lid and poured it with his head up.

"Then sprinkle some parsley and eat it." Gou Sheng was in charge of scoring in this game, and now he has completed the task.

Fu Kun quarreled with the people in the class for a while, then dragged Fu Yijie to the school gate.

"Let's talk." Fu Kun pushed the cart out and stepped up, squinting at Fu Yijie.

"What are you talking about?" Fu Yijie hung his schoolbag on the handlebar and sat in the back seat.

"Talking about you actually using a loudspeaker to call your brother an idiot in front of so many people in the audience!" Fu Kun pointed at him, "You are so awesome!"

"Who told you to shoot a basketball in slow motion?" Fu Yijie looked at his knees, "Can you still ride a bicycle?"

"I don't know," Fu Kun bent his legs and took a breath, "It hurts, let's go back."

"I'll do it." Fu Yijie jumped out of the car.

"Then push it," Fu Kun also came down, "so I said you should learn to ride..."

Fu Yijie stepped onto the car and stepped on the pedals.

"I'll teach you later, I was injured today." Fu Kun waved his hand.

"Come up, I'll take you." Fu Yijie kicked his foot, and the car sprinted out steadily.

Fu Kun froze in place, staring at Fu Yijie's back for a long time before shouting: "When will you know how to ride a bicycle?"