The actor is not doing his job every day

When they got in the car, neither of them spoke.

After a while, Gu Yuzhuo supported his head unhappily, and said, "Mr. Lu, I have a headache, don't you feel ashamed that you messed with me?"

Lu Nanchuan reached out and pulled down the shade for him, "The headache is because you drank too much and didn't sleep. Why am I ashamed? Did I ask you to drink?"

"That's not true. I drink it because my brother is unlucky, and I'm putting a knife in both sides." He objectively gave himself a loyal evaluation.

Lu Nanchuan said: "Amazing." With a bit of sarcasm.

"Don't blame me for not telling you. This is Lao Xu's privacy. I can't talk about it without his consent." Hei Zai muttered, and suddenly turned up the old account, "But you didn't tell me about your family, so it's evened Bar."

He spoke with confidence, and Lu Nanchuan was surrounded by clouds and fog, so he asked, "What's the matter at home?"

Gu Yuzhuo pursed his lips, thinking that something was wrong, why he was bald all the time in a daze.

But that's the end of the conversation, so let's just say what needs to be said.

He straightened his waist and gave himself a strong momentum: "First of all, let me declare that although I was very angry at the time, I have now adjusted myself and I am not angry anymore, so you don't want to be on the line."

Lu Nanchuan knew it was not good when he heard his voice, and felt that there was a moth hiding behind it, he said: "Let's listen to it."

So Gu Yuzhuo told about the encounter between Luo Cen and Ms. Wu in the hospital a few days ago, and after he finished speaking, he also commented, saying: "Compared with Master Luo, I am very generous, and I am not as knowledgeable as him."

Although intellectually he didn't feel that Luo Cen had done anything immoral, but he still had to push him when he should. This was self-cultivation as a rival in love.

Who knew that Lu Nanchuan felt bad after hearing the whole thing, and even lost his temper.

He asked why he didn't call at that time, whether his mobile phone fell into the polar bear's hole or the Antarctic penguin bit through the signal tower.Since we didn't communicate at the time, we should have told everything about it when we went back. Why did we have to keep it a secret?

Gu Yuzhuo was dazed, and said in a daze, I asked you, it was you who told me not to be pretentious.

Lu Nanchuan was turning the steering wheel, his face turned black with anger, and it took him a long time to realize that there was indeed such a thing - in the kitchen, facing two pots of crayfish, this silly dog ​​asked him if there was something he forgot to say .

A strange emotion prompted the calm actor to start messing around: "Do you and I need to go around in circles like this?"

The sloppy traffic doesn't understand at all: "Wow, you're right to hide it from me!"

Lu Nanchuan raised his voice again: "You didn't tell your parents about our relationship, I'm still wronged."

Gu Yuzhuo stared round his eyes: "I didn't come out, did you come out?"

Lu Nanchuan sneered: "I already had a showdown with my mother and Aunt Erhua."

Now it was Hei Zai's turn to feel guilty, he couldn't straighten his waist, he collapsed and sat on the back of the chair.

The car went through two more traffic lights, and as soon as it turned onto the main road, it was wrapped in the congested traffic.During the tortoise walk, his senses regained consciousness, Lu Nanchuan apologized, saying that he was in a hurry.

Gu Yuzhuo was still awkward and couldn't say "I'm sorry". He felt sad that he and Mr. Lu had changed from [-] boards each to now that he alone won [-] boards based on his strength.

"Lu Guanghua—my father, his sculptor lover is pregnant. My mother fell ill when she found out." The carriage was very quiet, except for Lu Nanchuan's narration, which sounded very heartless, "I don't know how to tell you about family. of these crap."

Lu Nanchuan hoped that the things he gave Gu Yuzhuo were clean and beautiful. He himself thought this kind of mud pit was dirty, and he didn't want Hei Zai to step in it at all.

Gu Yuzhuo took a breath and sighed again, realizing that Teacher Lu was explaining why he ran into Luo Cen and Ms. Wu in the hospital.Although this reason is unexpected, it is not difficult to accept.

After a while, he said, "It's not that I discriminate. To be honest, I just heard a very magical native family story yesterday. I feel that Lu Guanghua——your father, is numb."

Lu Guanghua has lived for most of his life, and this is probably the first time someone said he was "numb".

Lu Nanchuan's hemp-like emotions straightened out, and he wanted to ask Gu Yuzhuo if he was hungry and what to eat, but before he could speak, his phone rang.

Aunt Erhua's voice came from the car's Bluetooth: "Chuan'er, come back, your father and the others...are having a fight."

"His own?" Lu Nanchuan asked.

Aunt Erhua said: "No, or there will be a lot of trouble."

Lu Nanchuan glanced at Gu Yuzhuo, Hei Zai rubbed his hands, and muttered softly, he didn't talk about people during the day, and didn't talk about ghosts at night.Look at this evil person, just finished complaining about Lu Guanghua, and came looking for him.

Gu Yuzhuo groaned twice on the co-pilot, said reservedly and shyly that his current status is not suitable for participating in family struggles, and asked Lu Nanchuan to put him on the side of the road, and he went back to the apartment to catch up on sleep.But Lu Nanchuan has another theory - he said that he himself is a family unit, and now new members have been added to this family unit.

"As my partner, we are a family. Are you leaving me?"

Hei Zai was shocked by his shamelessness, and found that Teacher Lu was really talented in sophistry.

When the car drove to Xishan and passed through three security guards, Hei Zai realized that the rumors on the Internet were true, and that Teacher Lu was indeed very rich—he accidentally got close to the son of a giant.

No, the word Pong is inappropriate.

He chased Teacher Lu by virtue of his strength.

As the car drove in, passing the neighbor's two-story building hidden in the shade, Gu Yuzhuo was shocked——

Day, a big peacock showing its buttocks.

Is it reasonable?

Is it reasonable for you to keep peacocks like dogs?

Then he found that there was a white one next to the one with the screen open.

……

Really not very reasonable.

What a hassle to raise.

How can a dog be considerate?

Going up the winding driveway, the bushes are densely packed, and Mizazade is very crowded at first glance, but they have their own order.

When the field of view suddenly widened, it turned out to be a very antique courtyard.

Lu Nanchuan parked the car at the door carelessly, and before he got out of the car, someone from the concierge had already come out to greet him.

"You're pretty fast, go in, I'll stop your car." The person who spoke was a young man, not tall, wearing a Tang suit with double breasts, and old cloth shoes on his feet. He looked very familiar with Lu Nanchuan.

Lu Nanchuan didn't shy away from it, and went to lead the already stupid Hei Zai, and introduced to him: "This is Aunt Erhua's son. He grew up with me, and his name is Zhang Kuo."

Zhang Kuo raised his hand at Gu Yuzhuo and said hello: "I like your drama, sign it for me later."

Gu Yuzhuo was dazed, nodded, and mechanically followed Lu Nanchuan inside.

"According to the layout, it was originally a courtyard with three entrances." Lu Nanchuan pointed to the waterside pavilion across the courtyard, "My great-grandfather's generation's courtyard wall also ended here, and it was passed down from generation to generation and expanded a bit, and now it is no longer a regular three-entry courtyard. "

"Ms. Lu..." Hei Zai looked at him sullenly, "I have thought about it, it may be difficult for me to marry you in my life."

Lu Nanchuan clasped his fingers together, "Oh, you want to marry me?"

"Oh no, let's just assume it." He calculated carefully, "From the perspective of being well-matched, I'm afraid I have to start singing in the Ming Dynasty to save a suitable family background to marry you. It's a late start in this life."

Lu Nanchuan teased him: "So now that you are blocked by difficulties, you don't want me anymore?"

"That can't be done." He shook his head seriously, "Normally a lady like you will be attracted by a prodigal like me, and then I will elope with you. What gold and silver do I need?"

The wind blows across the water, wrinkling it.

Lu Nanchuan recalled when he was five or six years old, always sitting alone on the porch reading and watching fish.

In the empty yard and the lonely West Mountain, there are only crisp birdsong and summer cicadas.

He wanted a lively playmate, but was never able to find one.

More than 20 years later, he found the person he wanted to love in this life, and walked through this lonely corridor with him, as if to paint those gloomy memories.

He squeezed Gu Yuzhuo's hand tightly, and said, "Go to the back mountain to see my mother later, she is buried there."

"Okay." Close to him, scratching his palm, Hei Zai wanted to give him all the bravery.

——Those dirty and ugly things that he didn't want to face for many years, I hope he is brave.

The joys, sorrows, sorrows, and joys brought by the original family are almost engraved on the bones along with the whole life. No matter whether it is trivial or not worth mentioning to outsiders, it will be magnified several times when it falls on the person concerned.

Maybe it's quite hypocritical to get entangled after adulthood, but people's experiences are different, and it's impossible to require everyone to have the same level of suffering.

A woman with a big belly is standing in front of the main room. The sun is shining brightly, making people feel lazy. She caresses her belly unconsciously with her hands. It is a very harmonious picture.

Until the sound of broken porcelain and hurried footsteps pierced the warmth.

"you……"

She opened her mouth, but couldn't finish her sentence.

Lu Nanchuan interrupted her: "You shouldn't have followed Lu Guanghua."

He let go of Gu Yuzhuo's hand, after all, he didn't really intend to let him clean up the mess with him.

There is a winding path outside the main room, and there are stone tables and bamboo chairs to enjoy the coolness. There is hot water on the tea table on the table, and the spout is still steaming.

Gu Yuzhuo sat down very comfortably, carrying a pot to make tea, the fragrance of the tea overflowed, as if it could soothe one's nerves.

"Aren't you worried?" the pregnant sculptor asked him.

Gu Yuzhuo took a sip of tea, it was very fragrant, he asked in confusion, "Why worry?"

With the attitude of a victor, she raised her small chin slightly, "As soon as Xiao Lu enters, it will probably be a 'final decision'. They will divorce [-]% of the time, and Wu Miao..."

Gu Yuzhuo didn't listen to her babbling, so he opened the tea bowl and brought her a glass of water: "Do you want to sit down too?"

"No, thanks." The sculptor probably thought it would be boring to talk to him, so he changed the phrase, "Xiao Lu's father does not agree with his sexual orientation, so you may have no results."

"Whether you agree or not is Lu Guanghua's business, and whether you love Teacher Lu or not is my business." A small flame sprang up in Hei Zai's heart, burning through his manners, "Fuck you!"

As the words fell to the ground, there was another crackling sound in the main room, something fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, there were screams and curses from a woman.

Gu Yuzhuo stood up suddenly, put down the tea bowl and wanted to rush in, but stopped after taking half a step - this is not something he can manage now, going there would be like adding fuel to the fire.

10 minutes, two 10 minutes...

Gu Yuzhuo didn't see Lu Nanchuan until another piece of broken porcelain flew out of the main room.

He covered his head with gauze, and held Wu Miaoli with his free left hand, followed by Aunt Erhua.

Both women wiped their tears.

Wu Miaoli gave the woman with a pregnant belly a hard look, and then waved to him, "Let's go, Xiao Zhuo, let's go home."

The author says:

The scumbag is just a scumbag, he has no other attributes