Salted Toffee

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Day and night turned upside down for a day, Zhu Yu woke up the next afternoon, slipped out to buy food and reported the loss of his phone card.

I paid 200 yuan for the phone bill and got a smart phone for the elderly.

Zhu Yu logged into WeChat while eating leek boxes, and the first thing he received was 46 messages from Fu Cizhou urging him to death.

Scold him for not replying, scold him for ignoring others, scold him for lying, scold him for being heartless.

The time shows that on the night Zhu Yu came back, he presumably scolded him on the train.

After being scolded every day, Zhu Yu didn't look at it carefully at all, and replied with a crying emoticon perfunctorily, and then opened Moments with a blank face.

It's time for dinner, and the last few are showing off their dining table.

Zhu Yu replied "Envious" one by one at the bottom, and then continued to eat his leek box.

It's so pitiful, he's about to cry for his own pity.

- cry again.

When Zhu Yu saw these two words from Fu Cizhou, his scalp suddenly exploded.

That is, a few days ago, by the river and on the bed, when his eyes were red, Fu Cizhou threw these two words at him.

This message seems to have its own voice, the tone of Fu Cizhou's speech, Zhu Yu can feel it.

"Cry again."

Zhu Yu's scalp exploded again.

Dazed.

It's just an emoji, so serious? !

The full stop is almost complete, do you really think he is crying?

As expected of you, the young master with perfect reading comprehension.

Zhu Yu shut himself up directly, closed the software and opened Penguin.

It was another bombardment of information, and Fu Cizhou's small mouth was like a machine gun, and there were questions.

- it took you more than an hour to get home

- Did you really take the bus?

- You belong to casserole, so you can boil it?

- no i turned the [-] back

- you didn't take the money?

- he took it

- What the hell? !

- Pay back! ! !

This is the morning of arriving in Nanhuai, after Zhu Yu returned home and pasted and copied a safe message to Fu Cizhou.

Zhu Yu held a mouthful of old blood in his throat, and almost died without a heart attack.

How heartless Fu Cizhou is to transfer money to strangers without any precautions. Is it fun to transfer money around? Money can't stand such waves.

-you

-Have

-毒

After Zhu Yu finished sending the message, exit and click on Zhu Qin's.

- I will go home for the first day of the new year, what do you want to eat, I will take some back home.

He was stunned again.

After calculating the date, the first day of the new year is the day after tomorrow.

Wish Qin back?What do you do when you are not in your hometown during the New Year?

Zhu Yu was a little confused, but quickly realized that Zhu Qin wanted to accompany him.

The sudden concern caught him off guard, and he even forgot to eat the leek box in his hand.

Fu Cizhou sent him a message, and Zhu Yu opened it without reading it, and started typing.

- my dad is coming back for the new year

-New Year's Day

- and asked me what i want to eat

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Fu Cizhou looked at the string of messages that Zhu Yu sent him in succession, and his frizzy mood suddenly relaxed.

It turned out that he was not alone at home, so he was worried for nothing.

- so what do you want to eat

Fu Cizhou asked.

- i'm eating leek boxes

- vermicelli egg

Fu Cizhou, who was slumped on the sofa, rested his fingers on the side of his face, and couldn't help laughing softly.

Suddenly, a strand of long hair swept across his fingertips, and Fu Cizhou immediately sat up straight and walked away.

"Hey, are you chatting here?" Fu Beibei pointed to the mobile phone in Fu Cizhou's hand from the air, squinting her eyes and smiling wickedly, "Yeah, no, let's see!"

Fu Cizhou buckled the phone into his arms: "Why should I show it to you?"

Fu Beibei is Fu Cizhou's sister-in-law, ten years older than him.

He is still in school now, bluffing like a yellow-haired girl all day long, and has loved teasing him since he was a child.

"Sister-in-law!" Fu Beibei yelled into the kitchen, "Zhouzhou is in love!"

Fu Cizhou hissed with a toothache: "What the hell."

"I saw it, staring at the phone and smirking," Fu Beibei happily ran to the kitchen, "Sister-in-law~ your pig is going to feed cabbages!"

Fu Cizhou was speechless for a few seconds, and when he turned on his phone, he saw that Zhu Yu had sent him another series of messages.

- my dad really wants to come back

- take the bus back

- no persuasion

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Zhu Yu's happiness is really happy, and Fu Cizhou can feel it through the screen from far away.

The corners of his mouth turned up, almost reaching the base of his ears.

After giggling for a few seconds, Fu Beibei returned to the living room from the kitchen with the dishes.

Fu Cizhou realized that his expression was a little out of control, and he wiped the lower half of his face with his palm to restore his expressionless state.

"Laughing again," Fu Beibei gave a "tss" in disgust, "the sour smell of love."

"Stop talking nonsense." Fu Cizhou moved to the sofa to prevent the other party from peeking.

"Look, he's still afraid that I'll take a peek!" Fu Beibei bluffed again.

"Don't tease Zhouzhou all the time," grandma smiled and patted Fu Beibei's shoulder, "I'm an older child, I know how to be ashamed."

"Why are you ashamed?" Fu Cizhou lost his composure, "I'm talking to Zhu Yu, just the same Zhu Yu from a few days ago."

"Which one?" Fu Beibei asked curiously, "Why don't I know?"

"Xiaozhou's classmate," Zhong Yan served the last pot of pork rib soup and emphasized to Fu Beibei, "boy."

"Roar!" Fu Beibei's shoulders trembled, she looked at Fu Cizhou and smiled, "Boy."

Fu Cizhou got goosebumps from Fu Beibei's smile. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he rolled to his bedroom and closed the door.

"Why did you close the door after eating?" Zhong Yan shouted from outside.

Fu Cizhou sat by the bed and picked out the emoticons: "I'll go out after I really eat!"

Zhu Yu seems to be very happy, chatting with him a lot.

He even took a picture of half a box of chives and showed him a vermicelli egg.

The two Penguins don't know when they became friends, and the note is still "Zhu Yu" with both names and surnames.

Fu Cizhou clicked on his friend's business card and changed it to "Little Fish".

Returning to the dialog box, he looked at this slightly intimate title at the top, feeling a little embarrassed.

So it was changed to Zhuyu again.

But I always felt strange, and finally changed it to a symbol of a small fish.

Xiaoyu was still spitting out the bubble box at him, and the joy inside couldn't be concealed.

- master, i want to eat sugar painting

- you bring me one

Even though Fu Cizhou only returned to Nanhuai on the second day of the Lunar New Year, Zhu Yu said he wanted to eat sugar paintings, so he went to buy them that day.

I found the sugar painting booth with ease. There was a young couple in front of the booth, and the old man asked the old man to write "Together forever".

Pretty sweet.

Fu Cizhou was idle and looked up at the Yuanzhou River.

It's still the same here, the only difference is that as the year approaches, more people put river lanterns on.

Two or three lamps were put together and floated down along the water flow.

The dark river water reflects bright reflections, and a candle is crumbling after being destroyed by the evening wind, but it still stands firm until the candle burns out.

Like a little life, it carries people's good hopes and blessings.

He suddenly remembered that when he set off the river lantern with Zhu Yu, the candle was lit and the note was written, but it was not released after all.

Today he wants to put one in, otherwise he always feels unsatisfactory.

"Hey!" The old man finished drawing a sheet, raised his head and greeted Fu Cizhou, "What are you drawing!"

Fu Cizhou squatted in front of the stall, flipped through the small dilapidated notebook where people wrote, and found the fish and pig's head: "This."

"All?" the old man asked loudly.

Fu Cizhou thought about it, and it would be better to buy it before leaving than to buy it now.

"I want a fish!" He went back to the conversation loudly.

The old man nodded and began to draw.

"Grandpa," Fu Cizhou watched him draw, "Did you set up a stall on the second day of the Chinese New Year?"

The old man held the spoon and said in one go: "Show!"

"That's fine," Fu Cizhou took out a few dollars from his pocket, "I came to you to buy sugar paintings that day."

The temperature at night was a bit cold, Fu Cizhou spit out clouds of white mist when he spoke, and was illuminated by the car lights, showing a bit of human fireworks.

He looked at the little fish lying on the chopping board, and suddenly said: "You can add the word wishing fish to me again!"

The old man rolled his eyelids and handed the frozen fish to Fu Cizhou: "Are you alone today?"

Fu Cizhou took the sugar painting and grinned: "My friend doesn't live here, he went home the day before yesterday."

Suddenly I miss him a little bit.

Fu Cizhou bit off a piece of fish tail, and the sweetness of maltose filled his lips and tongue.

He watched the old man write the words "Zhu Yu", and suddenly felt a little sour in his heart.

Fortunately, someone was with him during the Chinese New Year.

Otherwise, I'm really a little... worried.

Fu Cizhou took out his mobile phone, took a sugar painting and sent it to Zhu Yu.

The other party didn't reply immediately, and he didn't know what he was doing at night.

The yellowed book was blown away by the wind, and the paper with the pig's head and the small fish was covered by the next page.

Fu Cizhou turned the book back again, and saw that there were messy words and sentences written in different handwritings.

There are blessings, names, and some incomprehensible ones.

It was the first ones to paint like him and Zhu Yu.

"Can I take this piece of paper with me?" Fu Cizhou picked up the piece of paper, "I can give you money."

The old man didn't ask him for money, so Fu Cizhou carefully tore off the paper, folded it in half and put it in his pocket.

Fu Cizhou, pig head.

Best wishes, little fish.

After Fu Cizhou finished eating the small fish, he left holding "Zhu Yu".

He looked at the name, twirled the stick, and took a final sip of the tip.

Sweet.

Fu Cizhou was in a good mood. He walked around the Yuanzhou River, set off the river lantern, and wrote again happily.

Be sure to be happy.

Zhu Qin's itinerary was postponed to the second day of the new year because of the old family's persuasion.

But even so, Zhu Yu was still very happy.

He got up early to clean up the house, and then waited for Zhu Qin to give him a message, ready to go out at any time to help with luggage.

Waiting, waiting, waiting until noon, the message didn't come, but there was a knock on the door.

Zhu Yu jumped up from the stool like a spring, and went to the yard to open the door.

Dad is back.

Happy, happy, happy.

When the door opened, it was Fu Cizhou.

The smile on Zhu Yu's face froze and faded away with a "shua".

"why you?"

The expression transition from excitement to disappointment was too obvious, Fu Cizhou saw it all, even if he wanted to find an excuse to comfort himself, he couldn't do it.

"Damn?" He exploded on the spot, "What's your expression?!"

Zhu Yu quickly patted his face, and when he looked up again, his face put on a smile again: "Then what, I thought it was my dad."

The sudden stop of smiling just now was not because he was unhappy seeing Fu Cizhou, but because Zhu Yu subconsciously thought that the person outside the door was Zhu Qin, so when he saw Fu Cizhou, the first reaction that popped up in his mind was "Where's my dad?"

Fu Cizhou took a step back: "I shouldn't have come, should I?"

This fucking hurts too much!

"No, no," Zhu Yu quickly changed the subject, "Aren't you in Yuanzhou? Why did you come back today?"

"Fuck, I'll just leave." Fu Cizhou took another step back, with the steps hanging from his heels, he simply stepped back two meters and stood directly on the road.

"Young master, I was wrong," Zhu Yu hurriedly started to fish, "I didn't expect you to come back on the second day of the new year..."

Fu Cizhou turned around and left: "I came to you because I was out of my mind!"

"Master!" Zhu Yu strode to catch up, and hugged Fu Cizhou tightly, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was really wrong, you can come back, I am so happy to die!"

Fu Cizhou's body froze, and then he struggled desperately: "Let me go!"

Zhu Yu pulled Fu Cizhou back with all hands and feet: "Don't let go, young master, you have pity on me, my father hasn't come back yet, I'm the only one in my house, can you accompany me!"

Fu Cizhou finally understood, Zhu Yu is just a fucking scumbag.

It sounds better than anyone else, but I might want you to go further away in my heart.

It's useless to sell miserably, this person is just taking advantage of his sympathy, that's why I rushed back from Yuanzhou alone like a fool, just to give him some broken sugar paintings!

break!sugar!painting!

"Get out!" Fu Cizhou's strength was much stronger than Zhu Yu's, and he directly tore the person off himself, "I will never look for you again."

"Master!" Zhu Yu yelled so heart-piercingly that he rushed over with a few run-up steps and jumped directly onto Fu Cizhou's back.

One of the cotton slippers on his feet was thrown out, and Fu Cizhou subconsciously swept his arms back, bent down and carried Zhu Yu on his back firmly.

"Di-"

A car horn sounded on the road, and the two people who were making a fuss turned their heads to look over.

The window was lowered, and Zhu Qin was holding the steering wheel, watching his son play a rogue with a complicated expression.

"What are you doing?"