Salted Toffee

Zhu Yu didn't plan to stay in Yuanzhou for too long. After half a day on New Year's Eve, he was going to take the bus back to Nanhuai.

After all, I don't want to get involved in other people's families too much, and I would welcome to come over for a meal occasionally, but it would be too naive to stay here all the time.

"Why do you want to leave suddenly?" Fu Yanting asked Zhong Yan while sitting on the sofa.

Zhong Yan was eating melon seeds, and she spread her hands after hearing this: "Maybe it's because you don't like others."

"No, it's not!" Zhu Yu almost broke out in a cold sweat, and quickly explained, "Ma, it will be New Year's Eve soon, I still, it's better to go home."

"There is no one in your house." Fu Cizhou saw Zhu Yu's nervousness, and quickly added a sentence.

Grandma slapped Fu Cizhou: "You can say it."

"Stay here," Fu Yanting said casually, "Yuanzhou is quite far from Nanhuai, let Cizhou go back with you tomorrow afternoon."

After hearing this, Zhong Yan asked in surprise: "What about the two of us?"

Fu Yanting watched TV: "Come out for dinner with me."

The husband and wife discussed tomorrow's itinerary, Fu Cizhou took Zhu Yu's shoulders, and led him into the house: "Stay here today, and I will be with you tomorrow. If you can't let go here, we two Go back to my house and sleep..."

As he spoke, he bent over and approached, "It's just the two of us..."

Zhu Yuyi elbowed Fu Cizhou away, and looked into the living room with a guilty conscience: "Stay away from me."

"My dad probably didn't think about that," Fu Cizhou snorted, "We used to be so close when we hugged each other, but now we keep a distance."

"Shut up." Zhu Yu wanted to pinch Fu Cizhou's mouth.

"All right, all right, I'll shut up," Fu Cizhou surrendered, "That night...go?"

At night, Zhu Yu found that no matter whether he was embarrassed or happy, he had to go.

Because the New Year's Eve at Fu Cizhou's house was too—noisy——

The Spring Festival Gala on TV was performing sketches, and the actors were full of golden sentences, which made the audience laugh.

Zhu Yu and Fu Cizhou nestled together talking about popular searches and jokes, and ate a small flat of melon seed shell and orange peel.

Starting after dinner, the mahjong "ho lang ho lang" sounded for more than two hours.

"Touch!" Fu Beibei let out a strange cry in surprise, "Haha! Hu——!"

Fu Yanting pushed down the cards in front of him expressionlessly, and quickly pulled out a few red notes and threw them over.

Zhong Yan helped her forehead helplessly, and couldn't help knocking on the table: "Old Fu! Why are you so good?!"

The old lady was very happy regardless of winning or losing, and the smile on her face never disappeared.

Neither Fu Cizhou nor Zhu Yu knew how to mahjong, and they slumped on the sofa to zero, while the host on the TV enthusiastically yelled the countdown.

"three two…"

Fu Cizhou also read the last three numbers together.

Zhu Yuwei raised his face and met Fu Cizhou's lazy gaze.

"One..." He smiled softly, "Happy New Year, Xiaoyu."

Zhu Yu just peeled a small satsuma in his hand, he paused for a moment, raised his hand and stuffed it into Fu Cizhou's mouth: "Happy New Year."

"New Year's wish," Fu Cizhou chewed a few times and swallowed the orange. "At this time next year, I wish Xiaoyu to peel an orange for me."

Zhu Yu glanced at the mahjong table not far away. The four adults over there seemed to be playing happily, not caring that it was past midnight.

"Okay," he patted Fu Cizhou's face, "I'll peel it off for you every Chinese New Year!"

The end of the Spring Festival Gala must be accompanied by "Unforgettable Tonight", Fu Cizhou began to feel sleepy, yawning and wishing Yu to go back.

"Grandma, uncle, aunt, and aunt," Zhu Yu must call everyone before leaving, "Fu Cizhou and I will leave first."

Fu Cizhou was so sleepy that he hooked Zhu Yu's neck and walked out: "Let's go, let's go, I'm so sleepy."

He dragged Zhu Yu out, and almost hung on Zhu Yu's body while waiting for the elevator.

Zhu Yu glanced at the door, seeing that he didn't recognize him, he raised his hand to wipe away Fu Cizhou's tears, and said with a smile, "Why are you so sleepy?"

Fu Cizhou tilted his body, and his hot breath brushed his face: "Don't you even know?"

Zhu Yu: "..."

He knows shit!

"Little Yu."

Grandma's voice suddenly came from behind, and Zhu Yu almost exhausted all his strength to push Fu Cizhou away a few meters away.

"Ah?!" He said in shock, "Grandma!"

This push was no less than a fist in the bamboo forest, and Fu Cizhou was refreshed.

He sighed and thought he was unlucky, propped himself up on the ground and stood up again.

If you find a boyfriend who is 1.8 meters tall, you have to endure his sudden violence all the time.

"It's Chinese New Year, grandma is giving out red envelopes." Grandma took out two red envelopes from her pocket, gave one to Fu Cizhou, and gave another to Zhu Yu.

Fu Cizhou answered generously, smiled like a Shiba Inu, and opened his mouth to say a series of auspicious words.

Zhu Yu didn't dare to accept it, and pushed and resisted several times. Finally, although he reluctantly agreed, he pinched the red envelope and found a thick stack inside, so he took his hand back in an instant.

"When grandma was in Nanhuai, she was quite close to your father. Every time, he would measure my blood pressure without asking for money."

Grandma took Zhu Yu's hand and patted it distressedly: "Good boy, grandma knows that you have grievances. These years have not been easy. But life is getting better and better. Look at it now, it's getting better ?"

Zhu Yu was a little dazed, and lowered his eyes for a while.

It seems that this is indeed the case, and the days are getting better and better.

Those bad pasts are getting farther and farther away from him, and the bright future is also rushing towards him.

When the college entrance examination is over, Zhu Qin will take him to move. Xu Ping can't find the address, so she naturally gives up.

He still has a great time and a bright future. He and Fu Cizhou are together, and everything is good.

The sleeves at the wrist were opened, and the string of small bracelets was hanging on Zhu Yu Cibai's wrist.

Fu Cizhou immediately rang the alarm, and took a step forward to try to pull down his sleeves. Grandma's eyes were soft, and she raised her hand to stop him.

"Grandma is far away, so I can't come to you at the first time if something happens. But Xiao Yu, no one can wrong you. If anyone wants to bully you, you can tell grandma, and grandma will make the decision for you."

When she finished speaking, her voice was a little choked up.

The old lady lowered her head and pressed her eyes with her sleeves, but still stuffed the red envelope into Zhu Yu's hand.

"Take it, the auspicious money, the younger generation has it. Grandma doesn't know how many years I can give you, so let's count it as a few years."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left. The old man's back was a little stooped. When entering the door, he had to hold on to the door frame to step over the threshold.

Zhu Yu looked at the red envelope in his hand, tears streaming down his face.

His tears without warning appeared again, like a broken faucet, crackling and falling endlessly.

Fu Cizhou raised his hand to wipe the warm tears.

I feel so bad, I don't know what to say.

I had no choice but to hug him into my arms and pat the back lightly.

"When I was grinding the beads, my sister-in-law made fun of me, so I admitted that she grinded them for someone I like..." Fu Cizhou paused, then continued, "My grandma was also there at the time."

Zhu Yu seemed uncontrollable and coughed lightly.

The crying was uncontrollable, and it was all stuffy in Fu Cizhou's arms.

"Grandma recognizes you." Fu Cizhou hugged Zhu Yu, but wanted to laugh, "My grandma is really nice."

Gentleness and tolerance are more powerful than imagined, and Zhu Yu seems to have forgotten that he is walking on the road of deviance.

It's like crossing a single-plank bridge, looking up, the sky is cloudless, and looking down, the bottom of the river is clear and transparent.

The sun is warm and the wind is gentle.But it doesn't change the fact that the single-plank bridge is narrow and difficult.

Zhu Yu squeezed the red envelope tightly, took a few deep breaths to calm down.

Fu Cizhou followed his back, like coaxing a cat, following his fur little by little.

"Fu Cizhou," Zhu Yu said in a hoarse voice, pinching Fu Cizhou's sleeves, "you must listen to me from now on, don't get too hot-headed and get carried away."

Fu Cizhou nodded: "Well, I listen to you."

Zhu Yu is smarter and more sensible than him.

Children who struggle to grow up are always more reliable.

Fu Cizhou does not deny his ability to solve problems, but he believes that Zhu Yu's method will always be more suitable and gentle than his own.

Because Zhu Yu is such a person, he is using his own method to protect Fu Cizhou.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the three-hour drive became stuck on the expressway for six hours.

Zhu Yu and Fu Cizhou leaned on the railing to watch the scenery for a while, and even strolled around to watch other people fighting the landlord.

It was past lunch time when we arrived at Nanhuai, and Zhu Yu was a little motion sick. After getting out of the car, he supported the wall to slow down for a while.

Zhu Qin will come back at night, he has to see if the yard has been turned into a garbage dump.

Zhu Yu made enough mental preparations, but when he opened the courtyard door, it was much better than expected.

The rubbish is gone, but there are a lot of red bricks, and the window of my bedroom was smashed and cracked.

"It's really sick," Fu Cizhou was full of anger, and kicked Brick aside, "It's best not to let me catch the fuck, or I will beat him to death."

The brick hit the flower pot, making a crisp sound of "Dang".

Fu Cizhou was startled, and hurried over to squat down to check.

"Stop fighting with them," Zhu Yu piled up the bricks that Fu Cizhou had kicked away, "Catch them and call the police."

"I find that you are becoming more and more double-standard now." Fu Cizhou was still squatting. He twisted his body and looked back at him. "Who held up a stick to get bored last time? If I hadn't reacted quickly, now my head pointed Maybe it’s time to open the ladle.”

"I am me, you are you," Zhu Yu kicked Fu Cizhou's ass with the back of his foot, "as long as I can't beat them to death, no one will blame me. But you are different, if you go to the hospital because of me, go to the police station , Auntie will doubt our relationship."

"Doubt it." Fu Cizhou snorted and stood up. "I think she already knows."

"Fu Cizhou," Zhu Yulian called him by name, and his tone became serious.He lowered his voice, and carefully analyzed with Fu Cizhou: "You tell Yuan Yixia, Wang Ying, and even sister-in-law and grandma, they don't usually have contact with uncles and aunts, and they are more tolerant of us, so it's okay until now. But if you Let Auntie know, even if she accepts, but Auntie and Uncle are often together, it won't be long at all."

"If you can't hide it, don't hide it!" Fu Cizhou was given a headache by Zhu Yu's words, "It's a big deal to say it."

"Fu Cizhou!" Zhu Yu raised his voice and frowned, "Sister-in-law said, you must never tell uncle about this."

"Could it be possible to keep it a secret?" Fu Cizhou was also unhappy, "Hiding it for a lifetime?!"

"I have to say it, but not now." Zhu Yu took the broom and turned to sweep the shards of glass under the window, "Fu Cizhou, you still said in Yuanzhou that you would listen to me in the future."

Fu Cizhou took the dustpan from one side and walked to Zhu Yu's side: "I just don't want to sneak around."

"Master..." Zhu Yu dragged his voice, as if he was scolding a child, "Even if I'm a girl, my puppy love is not as ostentatious as you are, right?"

Fu Cizhou rolled his eyes: "If you were a girl, the whole world would know about it."

"I beg you, at least wait until we do?" Zhu Yu was so humble that he almost knelt down to Fu Cizhou.

There is no son who does not know his father. If Fu Yanting knew what would happen, Fu Cizhou would have a clue.

Although the young master has a bad temper and a dry temper, he still has basic judgment and an overall view.

"Understood," Fu Cizhou was silent for a moment, raised his hand and snorted Zhu Yu's head, "I'm going to be eighteen in five months!"

"Eighteen and let's talk about eighteen." Zhu Yu rolled his eyes and laughed, "I don't even know how old I am. Can you wait for me to be eighteen?"

With a cute ending, Fu Cizhou was dazzled by this smile.

He looked back at the closed courtyard door, threw the broom in his hand, and pulled Zhu Yu into a hug.

Zhu Yu wanted to hide or not, but Fu Cizhou bent over with a smile: "What are you doing?"

"Don't they all have an exact age?" He lowered his head and buried his face in Zhu Yu's neck, feeling a little distressed.

"I had a fever when I was young, so I forgot about it," Zhu Yu stroked Fu Cizhou's hair, "It's good to forget, so you don't have to worry about remembering it."

"If I catch those two, I'll ask how old you are," Fu Cizhou sighed softly, and raised his hand to push Zhu Yu's messy hair behind his ears, "My Xiaoyu is so nice, it's really...not long-eyed .”

Zhu Yu was still laughing, but Fu Cizhou moved closer to his forehead.

A light kiss landed on the lips, the tip of the nose intertwined, disturbing the breathing.

He looked at Fu Cizhou with shining eyes, as if hiding a handful of night stars under the sunlight.

The haze and dark clouds inside have dissipated long ago, and those annoying people and the past have been completely removed from his life by him.

"You should close your eyes when kissing." Fu Cizhou said unhappily.

Zhu Yu showed his white teeth in a smile: "I will definitely do it next time."

Zhu Qin returned home in the afternoon and brought back a lot of local products.

Zhu Yu especially likes to eat small pancakes, and he can eat a big one when he is alone in the room doing the quizzes.

Zhu Qin saw that he liked to eat, so he never touched it again.

Zhu Yu told Zhu Qin about Xu Ping and his wife's trash throwing. Zhu Qin sighed and said that he would move immediately after the college entrance examination.

I wish Yu got the promise, eat well, drink well, and live a good year comfortably.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, the third year of senior high school starts school ahead of schedule with the Education Bureau on its back.

Zhu Yu still had a few English newspapers to spare, so he took them to the classroom early in the morning to write.

Fu Cizhou didn't step over this time, and floated into the classroom with a soy milk straw in his mouth.

"Wow..." He bowed his waist, his face was almost pressed against Zhu Yu's ear, "I didn't do my homework..."

Zhu Yuzheng was listening to his earphones, and was frightened to death by Fu Cizhou's sudden close contact: "Fuck! What are you doing?!"

Fu Cizhou raised his eyebrows, but there were not many people in the classroom.

He picked up Zhu Yu's English newspaper and covered it forward, bowed his head and kissed Zhu Yu's forehead: "Hmm... this paper is not bad."

Zhu Yu leaned back on the back of the chair, even bent his legs, and almost kicked him away.

He didn't expect that Fu Cizhou would dare to do this in broad daylight, kissing him in the classroom with the public in the open!

"Fu Cizhou!" He lowered his voice, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Fu Cizhou pursed his upper lip, put down the English newspaper and sat back in his seat: "Happy New Year, boyfriend~"

Zhu Yu got used to this new title all morning.

It's just that he was still a little bit unsteady, and his face was still hot after school at noon.

"I've kissed you all," Fu Cizhou said quietly, "I'm still blushing now."

Zhu Yu pushed the person away very roughly, and walked forward with his head sullen.

Fu Cizhou seemed to like to see Zhu Yu's angry look, and he followed behind him to tease him.

The two chased and fought each other, ran and laughed and chased all the way, Fu Cizhou sent Zhu Yu to the door of the house.

"Go in, I'll watch." Fu Cizhou waved to him.

Zhu Yu didn't look back, and closed the door after entering the yard.

He patted his hot face, collected his emotions and pushed the door into the room.

There was no smell of food in the air, and there was no clang of cooking in the kitchen. There were still bags of vegetables on the dining table. Zhu Qin sat on the sofa with a cigarette between his fingers.

There was an eerie silence in the room, Zhu Yu felt something was wrong, and his heart skipped a beat.

Zhu Qin seldom smokes, and even if he smokes, he would never stay in the room. Something must have happened today.

Was Xu Ping looking for her again?Or was the matter between himself and Fu Cizhou discovered?

There is no need to be so nervous for the former, and it is impossible for the latter.

"You...look."

Zhu Qin pointed to the coffee table with a finger holding a cigarette in the air, and Zhu Yu lowered his eyes and saw a kraft paper file bag on it.

The premonition in his heart was suddenly strong, and he found countless possibilities in those few seconds.

What is missing?

A few pieces of paper fell out of the paper bag, Zhu Yu squatted down to pick one up, and immediately froze in place.

It was a photo, and the figures of the two people inside the courtyard wall were blurred, but they could be vaguely seen as Zhu Yu and Fu Cizhou.

The shooting angle was hidden, and the distance from them was also far away. Although the frontal view was not captured, the two people's overly intimate actions were not between friends.

Zhu Yu looked at several photos in a row, all of which were like this.

Really, photos can always fool you.

But this photo is like the key to Pandora's box, once opened, nothing can be hidden.

"I..." Zhu Yu's fingertips trembled, and his breathing suddenly became short of breath, "Dad, I..."

"Don't get excited, pay attention to your body," Zhu Qin pulled Zhu Yu to sit on the sofa, smoked a cigarette and poured Zhu Yu a glass of water, "Xiao Yu, you are almost an adult, those things... Dad is not easy to participate .”

Zhu Yu just pinched the photo with his fingers, closed his eyes and slowed down for a while before his heartbeat gradually slowed down: "Is it...they?"

"Hmm..." Zhu Qin bowed and put his elbows on his knees, rubbing his face vigorously with his hands, "It's still because of that."

Zhu Yu crumpled the photo, trembling uncontrollably.

If he doesn't agree, the other party will reveal the matter between himself and Fu Cizhou?

Let's not talk about how Fu Cizhou's parents will deal with it, but just talk about how Zhu Qin will continue to face his neighbors.

This kind of thing is not a good thing.

"Xiao Yu," Zhu Qin covered the back of Zhu Yu's hand with his hand, "Dad still said the same thing, don't donate."

"But..." Zhu Yu's eyes were scarlet, and he looked up at Zhu Qin.

"It's okay," Zhu Qin patted the back of his hand and repeated, "It's okay."