Shen Wenqiu's heart turned gray inch by inch following Lu Yong's silence.
He didn't expect anything from Lu Yong, but he still wanted to hear some good words from Lu Yong, even if they were fooling people, such as hypocritically persuading him that there are no difficulties in life, so that he can cheer up and live a good life.
Say it, why don't you say it
Lu Yong just kept silent, and kept silent.
Shen Wenqiu thought that in the face of huge debts, even the last bit of friendship between them disappeared. Is Lu Yong regretting it
Lu Yong seemed to be thinking about something, and after a long time, he murmured, "I know that your family owed a lot of money due to bankruptcy, but I thought you had filed for bankruptcy settlement, and your father was the main person responsible. with such high debt."
Shen Wenqiu: "Now you know."
Lu Yong slowly relaxed his brows, and regained his composure: "Yeah."
Lu Yong stood up and said, "We're full, let's go back, do you want to take a walk?"
This is the end? Shen Wenqiu was stunned, as if they hadn't discussed it, or did Lu Yong feel that the matter had nothing to do with him? Why is there such a nonchalant attitude? It seems that if you pretend not to see it, the problem does not exist.
Shen Wenqiu was angry and funny, but facing Lu Yong's quiet and calm eyes like a lake, inexplicably extinguished the anger in his heart, and he also had the illusion that this was not a big deal.
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never mind.
He changed his mind, what was he expecting from Lu Yong? They are just casual friends, even if Lu Yong earnestly encourages him, will he listen? It's not that no other friends have talked about him before, he couldn't listen to it at all, and couldn't cheer up.
He originally thought that Lu Yong's place was like a paradise, so that he could hide for a while before he died, and live his last good life.
Lu Yongneng didn't despise him, he was so lenient, and he had done his best.
Shen Wenqiu followed suit and stood up: "Let's go."
Back home, wash and go to bed.
Lu Yong routinely said to him seriously before going to bed: "Little Baa, good night."
Shen Wenqiu replied almost numbly: "Dayong, good night." After speaking, he felt a little funny and smiled.
Lu Yong asked: "What are you laughing at?"
Shen Wenqiu looked at him with admiration and said, "I should apologize to you. I also told you several times how you became the president. Now it seems that I didn't see clearly. You are indeed a qualified boss now."
Lu Yong didn't understand, and vaguely felt something was wrong. He stood up straight, turned to Shen Wenqiu, and said, "...Thank you."
Shen Wenqiu laughed even wider.
Lu Yong said, "Just as long as you are happy."
Lu Yong returned to the bedroom, closed the door, and only turned on a bedside lamp.
Wearing only loose boxers and a jacket, he sat on the head of the bed and neatly stacked his bankbook, real estate certificate, vehicle registration certificate and other documents that can be exchanged for funds. The device calculates again.
Lu Yong put down the calculator, disassembled the metal arm, disinfected the arm with an alcohol swab, and thought distractedly: Not enough... Should it be possible to return it slowly in batches
Lu Yong put the dismantled arm on the table beside him, arranged all kinds of documents, put them in the bedside table, thought about it, and locked it.
But Xiao Baa would not agree to his repayment of debts, not "should", but "sure", he just knew.
If it weren't for Shen Wenqiu, he might not be in this business now.
Lu Yong considers himself a hard-working person, and has been actively helping his father with work. The neighbors in the neighborhood praised him as a good son who is filial and hardworking. In fact, his father was not very happy.
His father only has a primary school diploma, he is not an educated person, and he can't speak the truth. When he is free, he often says to him: "You should study hard and sit in the office to work in the future. Don't be like Dad. Doing such a dirty and hard job live."
"You have to learn from your cousins. In the future, you will be a teacher, lawyer, civil servant, etc., and hold a solid job. Only in this way will you be decent."
Usually, he often persuaded him to work less, especially when he was in high school. After he made friends with Shen Wenqiu, a rich young master, his father stopped him from helping more often.
"Don't help me, it's okay Dad, you can come here alone, don't mess with me, what if your classmates come and see it?"
"Your hand is your hand for writing, so don't use it to carry things. It's bad if you get hurt and can't do your homework."
"It's my father's fault that made you do this kind of work..."
"If you have time, you can go and find Xiaobaa. He has helped you so much, so we have to repay him, don't you? Play with Xiaobaa more. Didn't he say that the shredded taro made by your grandma is delicious last time?" ? And the free-range chickens raised in the countryside, I will bring one to others... "
But he refused to change after repeated admonitions, and still had to help his father with work.
He was not afraid of being seen by Shen Wenqiu at all, he was seen once before, he was a little embarrassed at that time, he was really embarrassed, then Shen Wenqiu took the initiative to come over and said that he would help together.
Then he was really busy all afternoon, how could Lu Yong really tire him out, he just asked people to follow behind him, picking up some trivial things to do, the two of them were laughing and laughing, Shen Wenqiu didn't seem to come to help, he seemed to be in the way of.
He is like a curious and mischievous little milk dog who loves to follow his feet. Lu Yong is afraid of stepping on him when he turns around.
But with Shen Wenqiu talking and joking with him, he felt that the time passed very quickly, and his body seemed to have inexhaustible strength, so he wanted to show in front of Shen Wenqiu that although he lacked a hand, But also very capable.
However, even if he didn't ask Shen Wenqiu to do any work, our little young master Shen was sweating profusely, wiped his face with dirty gloves, and had black marks one by one, turning him into a dirty-faced cat.
When they were done, they sat down and drank ice soda.
Lu Yong asked: "Are you tired?"
Shen Wenqiu drooped his face and said, "I'm so exhausted, I knew I wouldn't be participating. My hands are so sore, please give me a pinch. I'm so hardworking. I'll have to ask my dad to praise me to be successful when I go back." .”
Lu Yong asked amusedly: "Are you helping? You are making trouble. Will you come to make trouble next time?"
Shen Wenqiu shook his head frantically: "I won't come, I won't come, I'm exhausted."
This is squeamishness, not disgust.
Shen Wenqiu gulugulu drank a bottle of soda, hiccupped, turned to look at him and said, "I actually thought you said you wanted to help the family, but it was just because of financial constraints. Today I feel... you seem It’s a pleasure to work on.”
These words sounded like scolding, but Lu Yong's heart became hot, and he grinned happily: "Yeah!"
He was never ashamed to tell anyone about it.
Because when I was in elementary school, once, the Chinese teacher assigned the composition topic "Future Dream", and then he wrote a composition, the main content of which was that he likes to pick up trash, and he wants to pick up trash when he grows up.
Of course, at the age of eleven or twelve, he wrote very naively. He only got a failing grade for this composition. He was criticized by the teacher and ridiculed by his classmates. After reading it, his father was also very angry. I want to do this in the future.
So he kept his thoughts to himself.
That was the first time he opened up to his friends of the same age, saying: "Others will laugh at me... I like to find a good thing that others haven't found out of so many seemingly worthless waste products. Every time I find it, I'll be happy."
Shen Wenqiu understands a little bit, and said in an analogy: "It's like when I dug up a treasure chest on the road when I was playing games, isn't it?"
"Yes, yes." Lu Yong said calmly, "Some things are useless to different people. They dismiss them as rubbish, and I can pick them up. I can collect them cheaply and put them in my hands. Let’s use some methods to make him valuable again and turn him into a treasure.”
"It's not just a matter of buying blindly in this business, let me tell you once..."
Lu Yong told Shen Wenqiu many stories of his own experience.
For example, a man once sold his dead father's collection of books by the catty. He kept many precious ancient books among them and gave them to an old professor. Now they are exhibited in the city museum.
For example, he found a package that was lost by someone ten years ago. He contacted the owner, a lady, and found out that the package was a gift from her deceased husband when they were in love.
He had never told these stories to anyone, and no one else would be interested, only Shen Wenqiu would look at him with bright eyes, admiring and amazed, which gradually made him feel a sense of pride.
Shen Wenqiu listened with gusto.
It was rare for Lu Yong to talk so much, and he told a series of stories, saying: "But my father will not allow me to do this in the future. He wants me to be a lawyer or a civil servant."
Shen Wenqiu encouraged him: "You do what you want, and I will support you! By the way, I remember that I watched the news broadcast a few days ago and saw that there seemed to be some related policies. You can pay more attention to it."
In fact, he has been paying attention. Lu Yong thought, he has his own determination, but if the person he likes also recognizes him and supports him, he can have more courage.
Just a few days later, the topic of the Chinese composition for the monthly exam was "Take a dream and go on the road".
Lu Yong took up his pen and wrote another composition about his future desire to engage in the recycling industry. It was done in one go, expressing his feelings from the perspective of environmental protection and humanities. The language is plain and not fancy, but every word is his sincerity.
Different from that in elementary school, this time he got a high score of 56.
The teacher specifically named him to praise him for his high-mindedness and compassion.
As a model essay, praise it in the class.
This was the first time for Lu Yong, a science student, to be praised in the subject of Chinese.
After class, the boys in the class booed.
Someone took his composition and read it aloud in a strange tone, and said: "Aren't you planning to go back to open a scrap yard after all? It sounds like it's very powerful, and it's not fake, hahahaha."
"What are you guys doing, you are the number one scholar, you are not allowed to pick up the trash and you will be the number one scholar?"
"I heard that it's very profitable to open waste products. If you can make money, it's good. What's the point?"
Lu Yong couldn't laugh, and sat awkwardly in the corner.
He was not angry, Shen Wenqiu blushed with anger. Shen Wenqiu looked like he was protecting a calf, and said loudly: "What are you laughing at? A bunch of idiots! A sparrow knows the ambition of a grand swan!"
At that time, Shen Wenqiu actually failed to save him from the siege, but caused more laughter, making the classroom full of happy laughter.
Lu Yong was neither angry nor embarrassed, it didn't matter if others didn't understand him, as long as Shen Wenqiu stood by his side.
Probably even Shen Wenqiu himself didn't know that a casual sentence he said when he was young had given that gloomy disabled boy the courage to dream.