Lei Feng System

Chapter 81

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At 6:30 in the afternoon, Ray's family gathered for dinner.

"Eat vegetables, eat vegetables, look at it..." Lei's mother, Guo Yinghe, swallowed the word 'thin' in time, and continued, "They have grown a lot, so they need to eat vegetables." With a smile, she pinched the tender meat on her grandson's face.

Lei Chen tilted his head to avoid it, and stopped when he touched Brother Xiaoyu's encouraging eyes.

Guo Yinghe pinched his grandson's face contentedly, the corners of his mouth were almost grinning behind his ears.

Lei Xingbang and Lei Zhendong looked very jealous, but Lei Chen sat far away, so they could only get close after dinner.

I thought that Lei Chen would be like that in his life, but he didn't expect the twists and turns, and now he is almost the same as a normal person. Han Zhuoyu is indeed the lucky star of the Lei family,

Ding~ Received 50 thank you points from Guo Yinghe!

Ding~ Received 50 thank you points from Lei Xingbang!

Ding~ Received 50 points of thanks from Lei Zhendong!

Ding~ I received 50 thank you points from Wu Shuiyun!

Ding~ Received 50 thank you points from Lei Han!

Ding~ I received 50 thank you points from Lei Xu!

Han Zhuoyu's embarrassment dissipated instantly with the sound of ding ding.

The chefs of Lei's family are very skilled. Although the ingredients are not expensive, they are all the freshest. I am used to the rough tea and light food in Tongyuan Township, and I often feel like I can't stop the car after eating a big meal occasionally. Han Zhuoyu and Lei Chen wiped their mouths, and handed the empty bowl to Lei Ting at the same time.

"You can only eat half a bowl, otherwise you will hurt your stomach and won't be able to sleep at night." Lei Ting warned in a helpless and doting tone.

"The children are growing up, so it's good to be able to eat!" Guo Yinghe doted on the children more than Lei Ting, and gave Lei Chen a thumbs up, "Xiao Chen is awesome, he even ate up the green peppers! Your brother Lei Han dare not! "

Lei Chen proudly puffed out his small chest, dangled a green pepper in front of grandma, then made exaggerated swallowing movements, and finally opened his mouth wide to show everyone his empty mouth. There was a burst of laughter in the dining room, and Mr. Lei laughed until tears came down. He never dreamed that his great-grandson would be so lively.

If you give it some sunshine, it will be bright, if you give it a bamboo pole, you can climb up, if you give it three points of color, you can open a dyeing workshop. I don't know who this brat looks like.

Han Zhuoyu held his forehead, feeling quite ashamed.

Lei Ting squeezed the soft back of the young man's neck, leaned into his ear and whispered, "You taught me very well. Xiao Chen is getting more and more lively."

Host, you really have the potential to be a good wife and mother, you see how cute Comrade Xiaozheng is taught by you! 9527 The opening of the hippie smiley face.

'I finally feel who Xiao Chen looks like. You broke him, and you are not allowed to access his ipand and mobile phone in the future! 'Han Zhuoyu ordered solemnly.

9527 immediately lay down and played dead.

After eating happily, Guo Yinghe beckoned for the nanny to ask, and then looked at the boy who was curled up next to his son, "Xiaoyu, I arranged your room on the second floor, come up with me to have a look? Do you like it?" Let's rearrange the place."

"Mom, there's no need to tidy up the room. Xiaoyu will sleep with me." Seeing his mother's surprised expression, Lei Ting continued, "I, my son, and Xiaoyu all sleep together at night, so I'm used to it."

"Okay then, there's no need to clean up." Guo Yinghe waved to the nanny. Both of them are autistic, and their condition has only improved a little. It is true that they should spend more time together to cultivate their relationship.

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Sitting in the living room for a while, seeing the tired faces of the children, Lei Ting took them back to their room to sleep. Pushing open the door, the first thing that catches the eye is a king size bed covered with dark gray sheets. The floor is pure black, with a cold metal glow, the white walls, light gray furniture, and the faint smell of tobacco mixed with a pure masculinity unique to men.

This is a space that belongs exclusively to Uncle Lei, full of his smell. Thinking of this, the young man's fair face gradually turned red, and he had no choice but to squeeze his lips tightly, using a cold expression to cover up his suddenly beating heart.

"The environment has changed again, can you get used to it? If you're not used to it, I'll change the decoration to blue and white, and tomorrow we'll pick out the furniture." Lei Ting lightly touched the young man's thick and curly eyelashes with his lips, and the slightly itchy feeling spread all the way to the bottom of his heart.

Han Zhuoyu's face turned red, and he quickly lowered his head and replied, "You can get used to it, you don't need to change it."

It seemed that it was becoming more and more difficult for him to resist Uncle Lei's approach, his chest was burning hot, and if he didn't suppress his heartbeat, others should have heard it!

"What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable?" The boy's voice was a little strange, Lei Ting pinched his jaw and forced him to raise his head. A blush face came into view, and the beautiful flower-like lips glowed moist under the light, especially the lower lip, which had two shallow tooth marks on it, with a pair of teeth after gnawing. The red and swollen appearance makes people want to swallow hard, allowing the sweet juice inside to be swallowed!

Lei Ting's eyes darkened instantly, and he lowered his head involuntarily.

Han Zhuoyu closed his eyes slightly and held his breath.

"Take a shower and sleep!" Lei Chen yawned, grabbed his father's trouser legs and pulled them.

The charming atmosphere burst like a bubble, Lei Ting gritted his teeth and squeezed his son's face, resigned to his fate, went into the bathroom to turn on the water.

When the water level was almost up, Han Zhuoyu hugged Lei Chen and sat beside Lei Ting, with his head hanging above the water.

Lei Ting wet his son's hair with a handkerchief, put shampoo on it, worked out foam, rinsed it with water, and dried it.

After washing their hair, the two of them took off their clothes and trousers one by one, quickly stripped Lei Chen naked, and carried them into the misty bathtub. Han Zhuoyu also casually threw a little yellow duck to the bear boy.

Where did the two men take care of the good children? Guo Yinghe was planning to come over to help, but when he saw the tacit cooperation between his son and the boy, he quietly backed out, shaking his head and laughing. These two are definitely the most qualified dads in country c, not one of them.

After helping Lei Chen take a shower and dry his hair, Lei Ting and the boy also washed briefly, and got into the soft big bed.

"What story are you telling today?" Lei Ting asked softly.

"The story of the warrior Nava!" Lei Chen raised his little hand.

Lei Ting raised his eyebrows, and asked the young man lying beside him with his eyes.

Han Zhuoyu handed over the ipand, and a muscular man in armor stood in the middle of the colorful screen. It was the warrior Nava.

"A long, long time ago..." Lei Ting said in a deep and deep voice. Ten minutes later, Lei Chen had already fallen asleep on the pillow. Living.

Lei Ting kissed his son's smooth and plump forehead, then pressed the back of the boy's head, pressed his lips against his pink and soft lips, and slowly licked and traced with the tip of his tongue. It took all his strength not to enter the deeper and sweeter place, he said hoarsely, "Good night, baby."

"Good night." Han Zhuoyu let go of his breath slowly, covering his head with the quilt. His face was on fire.

Ding~ Collected 100 points of positive energy!

Ah, this is not positive energy, but the passionate love of Comrade Dazheng! 9527 used an exaggerated aria.

"Please be quiet~" the young man said weakly.

Hehe~ 9527 smiled wretchedly, and entered a dormant state neatly.

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Two days later, Lei Ting brought the boy to No. 1 Middle School of the Imperial Capital to report. There are the best equipment, the best teachers, and the most comprehensive resources here, so only the best students are accepted. The so-called excellence-either in family background or in grades, it would be better if both are lacking.

"Xiaoyu doesn't like to talk, please bear with me." Before leaving, Lei Ting said to the head teacher of Class A of Senior Three.

"Of course. I know the situation of student Han." The head teacher smiled very attentively. As soon as he returned to the imperial capital, he took the position of deputy director of the General Armament Department. Lei Xu is also soaring into the sky. Who dares to neglect Lei's family

"Don't wander around after school, I'll pick you up. Call me anytime you need something, don't be afraid. Hmm?" Lei Ting stroked the boy's soft hair.

Han Zhuoyu nodded and watched Uncle Lei leave with his big clear eyes blinking. Strange school, strange teacher, strange classmates, in fact, he was very disturbed in his heart, but in order not to worry Uncle Lei, he dared not show it at all.

After walking around the corner, Lei Ting stood for a long time before lifting his heavy steps. He also wanted to tie the young man by his side, so that he could see it when he opened his eyes, touch it when he stretched out his hand, and kiss him when he lowered his head. But the boy is not his captive pet, he should have his own life and excitement, and he only needs to ensure that he can share his joys and sorrows and accompany him to the end of his life.

"Okay, classmate Han, your uncle can't see anymore, I'll take you to the classroom." The head teacher said to the boy lying on the balcony looking forward.

Han Zhuoyu nodded silently, and followed the teacher into the classroom of Class A of Senior Three. This is a key class, which gathers the best students of the whole year. The learning atmosphere is very strong, but the relationship between classmates is not as harmonious as it seems. The second generation of officials, the second generation of rich, and the top academics, the three small groups are in charge of their own affairs. In the small group, many small factions are divided on the basis of interests. This is the epitome of society, a world completely unfamiliar to Han Zhuoyu.

In view of the fact that the child has autism, the class teacher did not let him go to the podium to introduce himself, but arranged for him a position in the middle after telling the students.

As soon as he sat down, Han Zhuoyu felt stares from all directions, with indifferent scrutiny and calculation. Here, kindness and friendliness cannot help you find friends. Family background and personal ability are the criteria to measure everything. Premature exposure to society has caused these children to lose their pure happiness.

'It's so cold. 'The boy shrank his shoulders.

Believe me, this is not your illusion. The boys in the fourth group in the first row have strong hostility towards you, please be vigilant to the host. 9527 quickly searched the information of each classmate while reminding.

Qiu Wanbo, Qiu Xingran's nephew, no wonder he doesn't like you. 9527 shrugged, fell silent for a moment, hastily added, the father of your tablemate Wang Wenxuan is Qiu Xingran's capable subordinate, he may not be very friendly to you. Also, haven't you noticed? Your brother An Minghuai is sitting in the corner of the last row of the fourth group!

Han Zhuoyu looked back and found that An Minghuai was buried in his book and had no interest in his arrival, so he looked away, opened his schoolbag, took out the textbooks and stationery one by one, and put them neatly on the table.

"Why do you stick your orchid fingers up all the time? Not only do you look like a pussy, but you also move like a pussy..." Wang Wenxuan patted the table and laughed, his eyes full of malice.

Han Zhuoyu silently withdrew his right hand and covered it with his left. Because the nervous system is still restricted, the little finger is still a little stiff, so it naturally sticks up. Usually he didn't pay attention, and Lei Ting wouldn't point it out with such insulting words. He is always able to accept everything about him without reservation, even if he is not so perfect.

The students around laughed one after another. It's just an adopted child, no big deal. Such a state of mind is more contempt than the prejudice and jealousy of young people. They always think that they are the best in the world, and when someone surpasses them, they will be attacked for no reason. Especially for this group of proud children with high self-esteem.

At this moment, Han Zhuoyu felt uncomfortable like never before. He raised his left hand and put it on the pencil case, hesitating whether to pack up his things and leave immediately.

Host, I want to turn him into coke with a million volts! 9527 gritted his teeth.

"Bitch? Do you know why his little finger is always up? Because he caught a child who fell from a height of ten meters with his bare hands. He saved a life at the cost of disabled hands. You are a real man, go and try to pick one up. "An Minghuai, who was buried in the book, suddenly said.

The students around fell silent for a moment. A few even lowered their heads to hide the shame on their faces. Jealousy is jealousy, but they can't deny the boy's bravery.

"I'll pick you up if you jump!" Wang Wenxuan challenged angrily, losing face.

"Okay, I'll jump. Those who don't pick up are cowards." An Ming stood up eagerly, walked up to Wang Wenxuan in a few steps, grabbed his collar, and his dark eyes were full of madness.

Everyone in Class A knew that An Minghuai was a complete lunatic, who would fight every word he disagreed with, and would never stop dying, because he had nothing to lose. Those who wear shoes are afraid of bare feet, so even a princeling like Qiu Wanbo dare not provoke him easily.

Receiving Qiu Wanbo's warning gaze, Wang Wenxuan immediately faltered, and said with a sneer, "I'm just joking, you're serious!"

An Minghuai's expression became colder and colder. When the class bell rang, he said "be careful what you say in the future" and slowly returned to the table.

Wang Wenxuan let out a long breath.

The host, he, he, he is actually helping you! 9527 felt that the scene just now was too unreal.

'Um. Han Zhuoyu looked back at his younger brother who had changed a lot, feeling very complicated.

The phone in his schoolbag vibrated, and he took it out to check—Lei Ting: If you are afraid, call me, and I will take you home. After much deliberation, Lei Ting still couldn't bear to leave the boy in a completely strange place. Maybe he should be given a little more time to adjust.

I'm not afraid! After sending these three words, Han Zhuoyu's mood instantly calmed down. In order not to worry Uncle Lei, he can go on bravely until he is qualified to stand side by side with him.