When Shu Mengfei heard the words "wolf-hearted and dog-lung", she almost fainted from anger.
In the eyes of the students around her, she has always been excellent, diligent, beautiful and kind, and is regarded as a pure and inspirational goddess. Everyone likes her very much, and no one has ever said such serious words to her.
"You are too insulting!" Shu Mengfei's eyes were red, and her whole body was trembling, as if she had been wronged by the sky.
Lu Yan didn't change her face, and continued: "If you think this is an insult, then let me tell you, when you, as a girlfriend, enjoy all the resources and benefits that Lu Zhen brings to you with peace of mind, please be a bit of a girl. A friend's self-consciousness, don't eat in the bowl and look in the pot."
"you… "
Shu Mengfei took a step forward.
Lu Zhen immediately pulled Lu Yan behind her, fearing that Shu Mengfei would hurt someone because of a moment of anger.
His instinctive reaction made Shu Mengfei unacceptable. Lu Zhen, who usually doted on her and loved her like that, would actually protect this girl who slandered her.
"You didn't say a word!" Shu Mengfei looked at Lu Zhen in disbelief: "Let her say that about me?"
Lu Zhen was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say. Lu Yan always quarreled and fought with him on weekdays, but she didn't expect to defend him at critical times.
To be honest, he was very touched.
"Actually...she was right."
Lu Zhen forced out this straight man's quotation in a low voice, successfully driving Shu Mengfei away.
After getting mad at her, Lu Zhen started to sulk with herself again.
Looking at Lu Zhen's dejected appearance, Lu Yan knew that he actually cared about Shu Mengfei very much in his heart.
He has always been a sentimental man, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed away from marriage for more than 20 years after his mother passed away.
After all, as a handsome CEO in his prime and in a high position, there were many women from all walks of life who showed affection to him and wanted to be Lu Yan's mother.
But Lu Zhen never looked at them more.
Although the woman named Jian Yao died young, she might not have imagined that she had Lu Zhen's lifelong loyalty.
Liang Ting came over, and Lu Zhen glanced at him displeasedly: "Who told you to bring her here? I'm making trouble for you."
Liang Ting laughed heartlessly: "I think there's nothing wrong with my daughter-in-law. Shu Mengfei is a bit... so what, white-eyed wolf."
"You still say!"
Lu Zhen was furious and kept scolding Liang Ting, but she didn't blame Lu Yan at all. Liang Ting was quite aggrieved, saying that Lu Yan was responsible for the disaster, why are you scolding me.
Lu Zhen glanced at Lu Yan, the little girl was standing against the wall, her delicate brows were slightly drawn together, she was quite innocent picking at the corner of her clothes, she completely lost the arrogant look she had just had to deal with.
He was about to curse symbolically, but he didn't want the little girl to rush into his arms, hugged his waist, and muttered, "My dad was dumped, so pitiful."
Lu Zhen: ...
The little girl comforted him, "It's okay, bye bye, the next one will be better."
She patted his back with all her strength, almost causing internal injuries.
Lu Zhen coughed and pulled her hand away: "Be good."
Lu Yan put her fair oval face against his chest, closed her eyes, her dark eyelashes were thick and curled up, trembling slightly, hugged him tightly, and cheered him on.
It didn't seem like he was making fun of him, but it seemed that he really felt sorry for him.
"It doesn't matter. There is still a long way to go. As long as Dad cheers up and becomes a better version of himself, there will definitely be good girls who like Dad."
Like her mother.
The little girl patted him on the back while talking about heart-warming chicken soup. This made Lu Zhen feel that the pain of falling out of love just now had been relieved a lot, and his heart was gradually occupied by another moving and warm force.
No matter what kind of anger or grievance he receives outside, in fact, his family is his ultimate refuge.
Lu Zhen rubbed the broken bangs on Lu Yan's forehead: "Okay, it's a big deal, what's the big deal about breaking up?"
"It's good that you can pull yourself together."
Lu Zhen looked at Liang Ting and Qin Hao, and said seriously: "This time the basement is on fire, our brothers have been seriously injured, and we owe a lot of debt to others, we have to find a way to make some money."
"Didn't Shen Kuo say that he would help us find out the guy who set the fire?"
"It's a ghost to believe him, maybe he's the thief shouting "Stop the thief!"
"That's not enough." Liang Ting analyzed rationally: "I still trust him, he will not promise to do something lightly, as long as he promises, he will definitely do it well."
Lu Zhen disagreed: "It's better to rely on ourselves than to rely on anyone. From now on, we have to find a way to make money."
Lu Zhen is now cut off from his source of income by his father. Although Meng Zhining helped him repay most of the money from the landlord who was burned, there is still some money that he and Liang Ting borrowed from relatives and friends, and these money must be repaid.
Lu Yan asked curiously, "Dad, how many people do you owe?"
Lu Zhen counted with her fingers, but couldn't count with ten fingers, and finally waved her hand and said, "Oh, it's none of your business, little girl, don't worry about it."
Lu Yan frowned and sighed: "It's really... self-inflicted."
That afternoon, when Shen Kuo walked out of school after get off work, he saw a pink bicycle locked in front of the garage at the street corner.
He looked at the car dealership, but he didn't see Lu Yan.
At the door, the owner of the car dealership and the repairman were discussing how to deal with the car—
"This car is 90% new, and the brand is good. Young people like it. It's no problem to sell it at a high price."
"Just now, that girl was also in urgent need of money, and she sold it for two hundred yuan. We must pay at least three hundred yuan."
"Three hundred, just kidding, don't even think about less than five hundred."
…
Shen Kuo frowned slightly, knowing that Lu Yan cherished that bicycle very much, and would wipe it every day, so the bicycle was always as good as new.
No need to think about why she sold that bicycle.
Shen Kuo touched the pocket of his trousers, there was still money.
Still, the thought of buying a bike was fleeting.
absurd.
Why does he play the romantic tricks of those rich young masters? If he is as poor as him, what qualifications does he have.
…
Shen Kuo turned and left. After walking two steps, he heard someone ask: "This bicycle is beautiful, how much is it?"
"five hundred."
"It's too expensive. I bought it for four hundred and gave it to my daughter as a birthday present."
Before the owner of the dealership opened his mouth, Shen Kuo turned back, took out 500 yuan and threw it in the shopkeeper's hand, and pushed the bicycle away with a sullen face.
In the setting sun, he pushed his pink bicycle and walked in the uneven alleys.
He is tall and tall, pushing a small and exquisite bicycle, his shoulders are slightly slumped, and he looks very out of place.
Occasionally, there are a few naughty children standing on one foot, knocking their knees and hitting each other, playing a game of "bullfighting".
When they saw Shen Kuo approaching, they stopped the game and looked at the bicycle in his hand, with longing and envy in their eyes.
At that time, the biggest dream of every child was to own a bicycle of his own, but not all families could afford it.
Shen Kuo pushed the bicycle in front of the door on the first floor of the Tonglou, then took a clean rag, and wiped everything from the body of the bicycle to the tires.
He looked serious, and his eyes were unprecedentedly gentle.
There was a coughing sound from inside the door—
"Xiao Kuo, are you back?"
"Um."
Shen Kuo cleaned the rag, hung it on the steel wire on the sink, then went into the house to get the medicine jar, went to the yard, and put the dried Chinese medicine in the yard.
Father Shen Jianxun came out of the room tremblingly.
His complexion was yellow and thin, even the whites of his eyes were dry yellow with some spots, and his pupils were very cloudy.
He sat on a chair with a hunched body, holding a dilapidated cattail fan in his hand, so thin that he could be blown down by a gust of wind.
"The medicine is too bitter." Shen Jianxun's voice was dry, and he coughed when he spoke.
Shen Kuo poured the boiled Chinese medicine into a bowl and handed it to his father. At the same time, he took out the lung-clearing pear from the house and peeled the skin carefully.
At home, he doesn't talk much, but does a lot.
His father was sick, and he basically took care of the housework.
Shen Jianxun sighed: "Sometimes I feel that I don't need to take medicine. I can't bear to drag you down for so many years."
Shen Kuo handed Sydney to Shen Jianxun's hand, and said softly, "Don't say such things, it will get better."
"I asked the doctor, pneumoconiosis can't be cured."
"It will be cured." Shen Kuo said stubbornly, "Not now, but later."
Shen Kuo has been like this since he was a child, and the things he believes will not change. After so many years of difficult growth, he has become more stubborn and forbearing, like a tightly stretched string, who does not know when it will break .
"By the way, the neighbor's Aunt Chen came here today."
Shen Kuo's eyes turned cold: "What is she doing here again?"
"I cleaned the house and bought some vegetables." Shen Jianxun said cautiously, "She is a good person."
nice guy
Shen Kuo doesn't think so, it's not early if you don't benefit, no one in this world will treat you well for no reason.
During this time, the neighbor's widow, Chen Yueqin, came to the house and was extraordinarily attentive. She must have seen that Shen Jianxun was on the verge of dying, and she was eyeing his life-saving work-related injury compensation.
Shen Kuo locked the courtyard door, and said bluntly: "Next time, she will come again, and drive her away."
"Don't reach out and hit the smiling face." Shen Jianxun said in a low voice, "I'll say it."
"If you don't drive her away, let me see, and I will sweep her out."
Shen Jianxun sighed heavily, turned around and saw the bicycle by the door, and asked, "Whose car is that?"
"I bought it." Shen Kuo explained casually.
"Is this...a bike for a girl?"
"Um."
Shen Kuo didn't explain too much, and Shen Jianxun didn't ask further.
He knows his son very well, and Shen Kuo seldom does anything willful, especially when it comes to spending money, he is extra cautious.
Shen Jianxun guessed that this beautiful bicycle might be a gift, after all, his son is just at the age of youth.
"Is it the female classmate who passed by the house last time?"
Shen Kuo didn't answer, it was a tacit consent.
"Invite her to sit in the house next time."
Shen Kuo lowered his eyes, washed the slender knife, wiped off the water with a paper towel, and put it away—
"She won't come again."
The house is barren, he will not let her in, this is the dignity he keeps.
"I won't interfere with your affairs, and you shouldn't interfere with my affairs with Aunt Chen, okay?" Shen Jianxun said to Shen Kuo in a discussing tone.
Shen Kuo grinned.
his business...
Nothing will happen between him and Lu Yan.