Chapter 451 Honest and Cowardly Contractor Dad Has a Headache Everyday 7
Chapter 451 The honest and cowardly contractor father has a daily headache 7
Zhen Yan glanced at him and patted his shoulder.
Zhen Shen turned around from the quilt, staring directly at her with a pair of eyes, her face paralyzed.
"It's okay, it's okay, you are still young. When you grow up, you will forget it."
"People have to live on their own."
Zhen Shen turned her back, tears falling silently.
Fuchen stood for a while, thinking about what Yang Yong said, leaned over, paused for two seconds, and hugged him.
"If someone bullies you, tell me and I will protect you."
Zhen huddled in the man's arms and sobbed.
The two of them were filled with emotion as they listened.
Zhen Yan: Fuchen finally did something personal.
Yang Yong: My daughter has grown up.
The person cried for a long time.
Fuchen bent over and his back hurt, so he knelt on the bedside and hugged the person. When the person finally stopped crying, Fuchen tried to ask, "Are you going to school?"
Zhen Shen was silent for a while, then lowered her head again.
Fuchen asked again, as gently as possible, "Are you going?"
Zhen Shen didn't respond.
Fuchen thought about it, saw the pen and paper on the table, took it over, and wrote, "I hope you go to school (you can't write in school)."
Still no response.
Fuchen is not a talkative person. She has said nice words and hugged others, but she doesn’t know how to admonish others. She has never thought of admonishing others.
Living her own life well is the only thing she wants to do.
Fuchen scratched his head, not knowing what to do. He didn't go to school, so he just hugged each other. He was bored, so he painted swatches casually.
There are also a lot of messy pictures in her textbook, and they are very busy. The soul painter makes everything he draws look like ghosts.
Zhen Shen was lying down and tears fell again when she saw the painting in Fuchen's hand.
Fuchen noticed something strange, put away his pen, and carefully hid it behind his back.
Zhen Shen suddenly stood up and rummaged for his own banknotes. Then he started to move things again, with great difficulty. He looked a little dazed, with tears streaming down his face, and he gritted his teeth and persisted.
Fuchen walked over and helped move the things out.
It is a drawing board and a shelf.
She didn't know what he was going to do. She was watching over him.
Zhen Shen picked up a pen and scribbled on the drawing paper, and it turned out to be a woman's face.
There was a big commotion. Zhen Yan and Yang Yong, who had been outside the door, came over.
The three of them stood far behind and watched silently.
Zhen Shen was crying and drawing at the same time, with extremely fast hand speed, sinking into her own world.
There is a woman's face on the canvas, it is Zhen's mother, her smile is as dignified as the sunny day.
The three of them stood there for three hours. The moment they started writing, Zhen Shen raised her head and shouted, "Mom——"
I don’t know if the mute’s voice can produce a single sound, but Fuchen felt that what he really shouted at that moment was “Mom” and “mua”.
It was also the first time that Fuchen was touched by a person's emotions. This mute had deep emotions hidden deep in his heart.
Zhen Yan burst into tears and cried together with her son.
Yang Yong patted the dust and there were tears in his eyes.
Fuchen raised his head and looked at him, puzzled.
"He is suffering, please help him more," Yang Yong warned.
Fuchen nodded.
Mother Zhen left too early and too hastily, leaving them without knowing how to face life.
That day, the Zhen family's father and son hugged each other and cried for a long time.
The next day, Fuchen was waiting at the door, and received the news that he would not go to school again. Fuchen was very loyal and stayed with him for a week without going to school.
But later, Zhen Shen still didn't go to school. Fu Chen could only report to the preschool by himself.
A month later, Fuchen skipped home and saw a few people gathered in the Zhen family, talking about the painting.
She listened at the door and was called by Zhen Yan to see Zhen Shen. He had been in the house for a long time, and Fu Chen even suspected that he was going to die in that house.
Except for the painting I drew that day, there was no movement and one person was silent.
Fuchen was sitting at his desk minding his own business, not doing any homework.
These days, she knew exactly what was in Zhen Shen's room. She wrote on her notepad the fight she was going to have tomorrow, as well as the moves she should learn in the martial arts school, and then she touched the candy and ate it.
The man on the bed got out of bed and approached.
Fuchen turned his head, "What are you doing?"
Zhen Sen looked at the names, said nothing, and turned back.
Monk Fuchen Zhang Er was confused and continued to play. After playing too much with the Rubik's Cube, she found something new, Sudoku.
9*9 arrangement, each row and column must have 1-9, and there must be no duplication.
I thought it was quite interesting, so I borrowed the Sudoku book from the class "reading corner" to do it.
After the group left, Zhen's father was very happy. He ordered a table of delicious food and called Yang Yong's family to come over for dinner.
Only then did Fuchen find out that Zhen Sen was spotted by a professor who wanted to train him to paint so that he would not have to go to school in the future.
Yang Yong didn't agree, "Is that okay? He has that kind of temperament, and then he studies art...I heard that this road is particularly lonely."
Zhen Yan sighed, "I know that too. But he is different from ordinary people. His mother and I originally wanted to train him to follow the path of art so that he can support himself."
"Even if you don't become an artist, you might as well become a designer in the future."
Zhen Yan is an architect. Zhen's mother is an interior designer, and both of them are painters. Previously, it was Zhen's mother who taught Zhen Sen how to draw.
"This child is like me. If he is like his mother, I don't have to worry."
"Now that someone is willing to train him, I think it's good."
That meal took a long time.
Not long after, Yang Yong tried to communicate, "Fuchen, how is Mother Zhen treating you?"
Fuchen rolled his eyes, "What do you want to do? Just tell me."
"Well, Ah Shen can't speak. There is no friend to talk to him. I want to ask if you can-"
"Learning sign language, right?"
"Yes, yes." Yang Yong was delighted.
"It's done."
Yang Yong didn't expect Fuchen to agree. Seeing Fuchen going out to play by himself, Yang Yong still couldn't express his feelings. He went to the next door to talk about it. Both of them felt magical.
"My daughter has grown up and is sensible." Yang Yong was pleased.
Zhen Yan stabbed him, "Have you forgotten that last week you taught her not to fight and she chased her and beat her?" But he didn't understand why Fuchen suddenly agreed to learn sign language on his own.
"Don't spend three days fishing and two days drying nets." Zhen Yan could only think this way. The dust in his heart was like a thorn in his side.
half year later.
In the second semester of preschool, Zhen Shen went to school with Fuchen. He lowered his head and followed behind, saying nothing.
After taking a lot of money from Zhen's father, Fuchen consciously took care of Zhen Shen. "Would you like breakfast?" He subconsciously gestured in sign language.
Zhen Sen waved his hand.
Fuchen bought a lot and ate while walking. Along the way, people greeted her. She knew many people, both inside and outside the school.
Soon a group of people gathered around me, chatting and laughing as they went to school.
Zhen Sen followed the big team at the end and was far away from the group.
"who is he?"
"Neighbor." Suddenly something occurred to him and he turned around and asked, "Are you from our class?"
Zhen Sen didn't pay attention and raised his head, confused.
Fuchen gestured again.
Zhen Shen nodded.
"He is also a classmate." Fuchen continued to introduce.
"Ah, he is mute." Everyone laughed and walked around laughing and noisily.
After not attending classes for a semester, Zhen Sen struggled to learn and couldn't keep up.
After class, I wanted to ask Fuchen for questioning, but she had already gone outside to play with her classmates.
Someone struck up a conversation with him, but no one knew the sign language. He wrote down his name and basic polite words, but nothing more happened.
After school.
Fuchen didn't know where he had gone.
She has many extracurricular activities and even skips classes for this reason.
Zhen Shen went home alone.
There is no one at home.
Zhen’s father works overtime at the construction office. Uncle Yang buys groceries and cooks at home.
By the time Uncle Yang finished cooking, Fuchen hadn't returned home yet. Uncle Yang didn't say anything more and asked Zhen Shen to eat alone.
The dust is about to be talked about again.
She is not afraid.
He was afraid of Yang Yong. He had to speak and did not dare to resist. If he resisted, Fuchen would dare to run away from home. When he got tired of it, he would also run away from home.
There are two combat bags hidden in Fuchen's room, both of which were taken away from home in case of emergencies. From lighters, fermented bean curd, knives to money, there are many types. There is also a phone that can only call the police without a card.
Zhen Shen ate her meal in silence.
Yang Yong checked in to TV and watched the daily prime-time parenting experience program. He took notes with pen and paper.
Zhen Shen ate, washed the dishes on tiptoe, and went to the room to paint.
Yang Yong turned around again, and there was no one in the room.
Zhen Shen is like a shadow person, without sound or image.
At nine-twenty, when Zhen Shen was halfway through painting, there was a sound of fighting next door. Then there was a "bang" on the door.
Yang Yong was beaten again.
After a while, Fuchen walked into the house, took off his shoes and threw himself on the bed.
Zhen Shen frowned and gestured, "Take a shower."
The dust was rolling around on the quilt, and it took a while for it to finally settle down.
There was a set of clothes and pants in the combat bag, and Fu Chen took it out to take a shower.
He walked up to Zhen Shen and told him not to open the door.
"My dad..."
"He will go to Yang Yong's house to sleep."
Zhen Shen hesitated and nodded.
That night, the children slept in one bed and the adults slept in another.
Waiting until the next morning, Fuchen slowly got up. Yang Yong silently stuffed money into Fuchen's schoolbag and apologized.
Fuchen carried his own bag, which was bulging and full of things. He was about to run away from home again.
Yang Yong lowered his head, remained silent for a while, and then said, "You can go to the hotel to stay." Don't stay in the cave bridge, this was the only thing Yang Yong could think of.
Fuchen didn't agree and patted Zhen Shen. Zhen Shen's backpack was also bulging.
Zhen Yan was working on some drawings at the design institute and didn't go home last night.
Fuchen took someone out. After school, Fuchen took Zhen Shen away.
There were several people sitting in a van at the school gate. They all stared at the photos of Fu Chen on their phones and followed behind. They took a few photos of Fu Chen.
Fuchen took Zhen Shen to take a taxi to the suburbs. The master noticed a car following him and asked, "Kid, what are you going there for? Are you running away from home? Is that car behind you your father?"
Fuchen was confused and looked at the car behind him. After thinking for a moment, he pointed at Zhen Shen and cried, "Uncle, he is the son of a policeman and he is also mute. He was kidnapped three years ago and his tongue was cut out and he cannot speak." He told Zhen Shen in sign language.
:Don’t make trouble. Cry!
Zhen Shen wants to say: My father is an architect.
He is mute and cannot speak.
Zhen Shen could only cry and pretend to be scared.
"We can't let them pretend to be us. My father asked me to take him to hide. There is a hotel over there. You can help us get rid of him."
"I'll call the police for you."
"Hey!" Fuchen stopped him, but couldn't stop him. He watched helplessly as the driver called the police.
The driver was worried when he arrived at the destination. Fuchen pulled Zhen Shen and felt like he was running away. Zhen Shen was pulled while Fuchen ran into the mountains on his own.
"Eh?" The driver was confused. When he saw someone getting out of the van, he quickly drove away with Zhen Shen.
The people in the van got off and ran after Fuchen.
"What?" The driver saw it in the rearview mirror and asked the child, "Are you sure it's true?"
"Uh, uh..." Zhen Shen kept using sign language.
The driver noticed that the mute was real and his tongue was still there. He turned the steering wheel and called the police to report the location.
The police arrived, arrested the person and questioned him, and found out that he was indeed trying to kidnap him, but failed and the child went into the mountain. The child's father didn't know anything yet.
"Because of what?"
"I'm not planning on doing anything, I'm just going to tie him up and threaten him."
In the past two years, Yang Yong has gradually established himself. There was a bid the day after tomorrow, and the amount was quite large. The bidder wanted to ask someone to kidnap his daughter. She disappeared for two days, had no intention of bidding, and then released her.
It is said that the amount is quite large, but in fact it is only 1.5 million. After excluding the cost, the profit is a few hundred thousand. It is not just a big project. It is just a big project for the current Yang Yong and his opponents in the same batch.
Yang Yong didn't know what happened. He was still confused when he was called to the police station. He heard that Fu Chen had entered the mountain and that all the people who were planning to kidnap had been caught. He was very calm. He took Zhen Shen back.
The police wanted to search the mountain to rescue people. They heard that the child who entered had "ran away from home" and had extensive experience, so they handed it over to the community police.
Yang Yong estimated Fuchen's reserves of supplies this time, and after seeing that there would be no rain in the next two days, he went about his own business.
Yang Yong was fully prepared and successfully bid. After that, he started to pressure the other party to grab the case, grabbing both big and small cases. He couldn't eat it, so he didn't give it to the other party.
While bidding here, Fuchen traveled there for two days and was driven back by a shepherd. She demolished the shepherd's house in the mountainous area and moved in, paying him a hundred yuan. Fuchen spent another thousand and a half to buy a sheep back.
The sheep was slaughtered and processed by Yang Yong, and he was going to eat it in several portions.
Zhen Yan rushed back and scolded Fuchen, "You ran away from home and you dared to take Ah Shen with you? Do you know how dangerous it is? This time, you were chased and kidnapped, and you actually left Ah Shen and ran away. If not
The driver is a nice guy, will Ah Shen become your scapegoat?"
Fuchen had no expression on his face and ignored him completely.
Zhen Shen pulled Zhen Yan's clothes and gestured: Don't talk about sister! She is very good.
Yang Yong had the same expressionless face. He didn't know if Fuchen was right. He didn't know if it was a good thing that Fuchen could live in the mountains for many days. At least because of his familiarity with the mountains, Fuchen was not caught by the other party - this is what Yang Yong felt.
He silently pulled off the sheepskin and stewed the mutton bone soup to make hot pot base.
"I want to eat barbecue." Fuchen ordered.
Yang Yong was silent as he cut meat and made skewers.
Zhen Yan couldn't see it, "You don't even know what to say?"
"I feel like I'm sorry for Fuchen." Yang Yong whispered.
Zhen Yan sighed, "Just spoil her and let her pressure you."
The two families eat together.
Days like this continued.
fourth grade.
Yang Yong began to worry about clothes. Is it time to buy a vest? Should sanitary napkin education be popularized?
There is no woman in the family. Yang Yong can only prepare in advance, hand these things to Fuchen, and talk hesitantly about the second characteristic.
At that time, Fuchen was already well-known in this area. A junior high school student pursued her, and she agreed.
Zhen Shen still goes to school with Fu Chen. There are still many people around her. Gradually, one boyfriend after another appears.
Yang Yong was worried about Fuchen's education. He didn't know whether he should educate his boyfriend or girlfriend.
It’s just kids playing house. But what if it’s real?
Every time Yang Yong tried to talk about this issue, as soon as he opened his mouth, he got the word "get out".
Xiaoshengchu.
Fuchen’s grades cannot be looked at directly. She scored 200 out of 300 in Chinese, Mathematics, and English. She got a perfect score in math alone, but the total score in Chinese and English was only 100.
Fortunately, she participated in the National Mathematical Olympiad Competition for Primary School Students and won the first prize.
On the condition of participating in the competition, he made an exception and entered the junior high school of No. 1 Middle School in the city.
Zhen Shen's results were equally bad. His score was 220, but he also failed to meet the requirements.
The score of City No. 1 Middle School: 280.
Zhen Shen also participated in many competitions with her paintings, and got a spot as an art student, entering the city's No. 1 Middle School.
The first promotion exam was passed with no danger.
When they entered junior high school, both of them had grown a lot taller.
Fuchen's height jumped to 1.6 meters, and he was at Yang Yong's neck.
Zhen Shen is relatively shorter, only about 1.5 meters tall. Zhen Yan is afraid that he will not grow taller, so he orders goat milk to drink every day.
Yang Yong followed suit.
The first day of school, the opening ceremony.
The two of them went to and from school together as usual.
Because she went to school, all her former boyfriends broke up. No words were needed, and no explanation of the ritual was needed. Just by not being in the same school, everyone "broke up" automatically.
Among her close friends, only one silly girl entered No. 1 Middle School.
This silly girl still had big buck teeth and protruding front teeth in the fourth grade. She wore braces in the fifth grade, and with her growth, she suddenly became a school beauty. The school beauty was waiting at the intersection, just like in elementary school, waiting for her to go to and from school together.
On the first day, I received books, visited classes, and picked up school uniforms. Many parents came with the students.
School for the second and third grade students has not yet started.
The three of them found the class together, received the books, and then walked around.
When I turned to the bulletin board, the floating dust stopped.
It said that a boy participated in the city mathematics competition and won the first prize. Fuchen didn't care about the rest of the rankings before the final exam. She only noticed the first prize in the competition and knew that this person would be her opponent.
Lanlan, the pretty girl from the elementary school, explained, "I know this person. At our opening ceremony tomorrow, he will give a speech as an outstanding student."
Fuchen looked over and said nothing. He followed Lanlan around the campus.
Lanlan is the director of the Ministry of Communications and the Underground Gossip Department, and her mother is from the Education Bureau. She knows more about many things than others and faster than others.
She talked about the staff structure of the new school. There were two school beauties and three school beauties.
And the three of them will directly fight against these three.
Fuchen turned his back on the two people around him and said, "What does your confrontation have to do with me?"
Although Zhen Sen, a little mute, is disabled, Fuchen also knows that he is silently rated as a prince in the girls' circle. His versatility, melancholic temperament, and good net worth have become the evaluation criteria for modern princes.
After Lan Lan got her strips, her skin was fair and beautiful. After her braces were removed, her face looked like it had been chipped away. She had an oval face, two pigtails, and a sweet smile. This was people's initial impression of a campus goddess.
As for her, she has never been in line with the aesthetics of gods and goddesses.
"NONONONO!" Lanlan shook her index finger, "Fuchen, you have to be aware of your charm. The two of us are competing for the throne of male gods and goddesses. You directly attract male gods and goddesses to follow you."
Fuchen raised his eyebrows and smiled. There was always a crowd of people surrounding her.
He has an unruly personality, good physical fitness, can play basketball, and has the aura of Mathematical Olympiad competition. He has many friends, both men and women, both inside and outside the school.
"You are the only one of the three of us who has ever been in love. Alas." Lan Lan leaned over and tried to put her hand on Zhen Sen's shoulder for approval, but he brushed it away.
