The first time he woke up at his uncle's house in Shanghai, Zhong Wenyong found that it was still early.

Looking at the dazzling daylight outside the window, it seems that the sunrise here is earlier than in my hometown.

Yesterday night, I slept extra sweetly.

It's not just that he's still a kid and doesn't have the problem of recognizing the bed.

is even more because he found inner peace from Lu Yao's book.

After all, compared to Shao'an Shaoping's suffering, what is his incompleteness?

With a long sigh of relief, there was a knock on the door outside.

Zhong Wenyong turned over and got out of bed, but he had already heard his uncle's voice hurriedly pulled out.

Intrigued, he opened the door.

I saw my uncle Wu Yuan, standing at the door, taking a plate of steamed buns from an aunt's hand, and saying kind words in his mouth, as if he was extremely familiar.

Zhong Wenyong was about to retract into the room, when he saw Wu Yuan beckoning to him, "Wenyong come here." ”

"Sister-in-law, this is the eldest of my fourth sister's family, called Zhong Wenyong. He has excellent academic performance and is definitely a good seedling in Qingbei. ”

The uncle's introduction was full of pride, and the uncle's praise spared no effort.

Zhong Wenyong was a little embarrassed when he heard this, but his heart was warm.

Yes, I am much luckier than Shao'an and Shaoping.

There is such a powerful and all-powerful uncle!

"Wen Yong, it's good to call your aunt."

Zhong Wenyong bowed his head obediently and skillfully: "Hello, auntie." ”

I still have that ordinary world in my hand.

Fu Qiu smiled directly in the native voice: "This kid looks really talented, and he has followed Boss Wu, your uncle!" ”

Wu Yuan didn't deny it, just looked left and right and said, "By the way, what about Huanhuan?" ”

Fu Qiu suddenly said angrily: "This kid just finished the exam, and he didn't come back until late last night." I'm asleep now. That's like Wen Yong, who knew that he was reading a book early in the morning. ”

While speaking, Lu Wenqing appeared at the door, still holding a toothbrush in his mouth.

He waved at Wu Yuan, which was regarded as a greeting.

But when his eyes fell and he saw a half-grown boy holding Lu Yao's book in his hand, he immediately stepped out of the door with great interest and asked directly: "Brother Wu, who is this?" ”

Without waiting for Wu Yuan to explain, Fu Qiu preemptively introduced: "This is Boss Wu's eldest nephew, who is very good at learning and a good seedling in Qingbei!" ”

Wu Yuan then said to Zhong Wenyong: "Wenyong, this is the official professor of Tongji University, Professor Lu University. During this time in Shanghai, if you have any questions, please ask him directly. ”

Zhong Wenyong was surprised by the wide range of contacts of his uncle, and at the same time, he bowed more and more obediently and said, "Professor Lu is good." ”

Lu Wenqing nodded and asked with interest, "What do you think of Lu Yao's book?" ”

Zhong Wenyong has the posture of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers and said: "Suffering is not worthy of being praised, but it can make people draw strength from it." ”

Lu Wenqing's eyes suddenly lit up: "To the point!" ”

It's not uncommon for suffering to draw strength.

But such a young boy can point out so sharply that suffering is not worthy of praise.

It was a surprise to him.

After all, as a professor, he also experienced the situation of going to the mountains and going to the countryside in those years, and gradually realized this truth.

Coming back to his senses, Lu Wenqing said to Wu Yuan seriously: "Brother Wu, this son does have the talent of Qingbei!" Just wait and enjoy. ”

Wu Yuanmei arched his hand with a smile and said: "Brother Lu Jiyan, when you are busy with this period, you must accompany Brother Lu to get drunk and rest." ”

Lu Wenqing also said quite happily: "If you don't get drunk, you won't return." ”

After saying this agreement, Lu Wenqing and the others turned back to their homes.

Both sides closed their respective doors.

Lu Wenqing sighed: "This kid is really good! ”

Fu Qiu sighed and said, "It's a pity that there are some disabilities in my legs." ”

Lu Wenqing said disapprerovitically: "Isn't it much better than a lot of waste with complete hands and feet?" Not to mention the aside, this son's future accomplishment will be set on joy. ”

Lu Huan, who was dazed and sleepy, vaguely heard this, and suddenly fell asleep.

Dressed sleepy, rubbing his eyes, he pulled out and said, "Dad, what did you say?" ”

Lu Wenqing shook his head, drank directly from his saliva, rinsed his mouth, and then walked into the bathroom.

Lu Huan didn't let go of this problem so easily.

pegged Fu Qiu to ask again.

As a result, he learned that Uncle Wu brought a boy of the same age over, which made his father feel amazing.

Fu Qiu also said casually, but he didn't expect the baby girl to go to his heart.

After a while, Lu Huan entered the room and came out again, already dressed up.

His hair stood up, and his clothes were properly dressed.

After a lot of washing, he went to the kitchen and dried the radish that Fu Qiu had just chopped.

I knocked on the door on the other side.

It was not Wu Yuan who opened the door this time, but Zhong Wenyong, who had just arrived.

So in an instant, the tip of the needle was against Maimang.

Between the two, it became-for-tat.

"Are you the talent of Qingbei in my father's mouth?"

Zhong Wenyong didn't respond rashly, just looked back at Wu Yuan.

This kung fu also made Wu Yuan see Lu Huan's figure, and immediately said: "Huanhuan, woke up so soon?" ”

Lu Huan also responded: "Uncle Wu, early." ”

Immediately, his eyes still returned to the young man, looking at the book he was holding in his hand, and said lightly: "I read this work that just won the Mao Dun Literature Award in March this year, three years ago. ”

Zhong Wenyong still didn't react too much.

The girls in the city, although they inevitably made him feel refreshing and a little fashionable.

But compared with Tian Xiaoxia in the book, it is still much inferior.

Behind him, the voice of his uncle Wu Yuan said, "Wen Yong, hurry up and take the things in the hands of the people and let them in." How can you stand in the doorway all the time? ”

So Zhong Wenyong reached out to pick it up.

It's a pity that Lu Huan didn't give it to him, but walked directly into the house, came to the dining table angrily, and put it in front of Wu Yuan.

Wu Yuan couldn't help but say politely: "Have you eaten Huanhuan?" Eating together? ”

Unexpectedly, Lu Huan sat down directly: "Okay, Uncle Wu, I just didn't eat it." ”

This made Wu Yuan stunned.

The uncle and nephew ate steamed buns, but drank boiling water.

Wu Yuan was stunned, and immediately got up and said, "Then I'll go out and get some soy milk and come back." ”

Lu Huan stopped and said, "Uncle Wu, no need." I'm drinking water too. ”

After speaking, sit down, pick up the bun and eat it.

Zhong Wenyong closed the door and returned to the table, not seeming to react too much to her joining.

It's still eating steamed buns while reading a book.

Lu Huan was a little confused.

Because she saw the mutilation on Zhong Wenyong's leg.

In addition to sympathy, I felt that I had been too domineering just now.

Wu Yuan couldn't stand it anymore, and took the initiative to provoke the topic: "Huanhuan, you are also the second year of junior high school, right?" The same class as Wen Yong. ”

(End of chapter)