This trip is even farther than the one to Chu Jianshu's home. Yang Xiaoyu's parents rarely live in this city.
Unlike Chu Jianshu, who has already taken full power, Yang Xiaoyu has brothers and sisters.
The Yang family is involved in a wider range of areas and more industries. In order to stabilize their children and because they still have a strong sense of career, the Yang family's parents still do not quit their jobs.
The reason I came back now is just to see Wan Qiu.
Yang's father and mother received a call from Yang Xiaoyu the night before, in which Yang Xiaoyu repeatedly reminded them.
If you don't like it, just leave, don't show your disgust in front of Wan Qiu.
Since you came to see Wan Qiu on your own initiative, don't put on airs.
Yang Xiaoyu's tone was quite impolite, like a tiger protecting its cubs, baring its fangs ferociously.
Yang's father and mother took the initiative to go out to greet Wan Qiu. Among a group of tall children and grandchildren, they saw the child at first sight.
His short height made him stand out from the crowd among his brothers and parents. He held the hands of the people around him and raised his head.
His bright eyes were looking at them as intently as they were looking at him.
Vaguely, Yang's father and mother thought they saw the young Yang Xiaoyu.
"Grandpa, grandma." The young and immature boy stood in front of them, with a hint of strangeness in his bright and clear eyes, but without any guard at all.
The boy's cheeks flushed slightly, hiding a little anticipation and excitement.
"Happy New Year."
"Welcome, Wanqiu." Mother Yang smiled. "Happy New Year."
Perhaps it was because grandparents were not very enthusiastic in Chu Jianshu's home, Wan Qiu was flattered even though his grandparents had not shown much intimacy.
"Grandpa and grandma!" Chu Zhang went up to them and warmly hugged the two elderly people. "Do you miss me?"
"Well, of course our A Zhang wants to think about it." Mother Yang couldn't stop smiling when she saw Chu Zhang.
Wan Qiu raised his head and looked at Yang's father and mother who always had smiles on their faces.
Happiness was very clear in both of them, like a soft caramel pudding, the smell was very light but very sweet.
It feels different from having grandparents.
Wan Qiu quietly held Chu Yigui's hand. When grandma noticed their holding hands, she smiled at them.
Yang Xiaoyu and Chu Zhang seemed very casual and showed off to Wan Qiu from time to time. Wan Qiu vaguely felt that he seemed to be very popular here.
"I didn't invite anyone else to come today, just you guys." Father Yang glanced at Wan Qiu intentionally or unintentionally, then turned to Chu Yigui, "Yigui has grown taller again, he really grows taller at this age."
Father Yang has been asking about Chu Zhang's current job, and whether Yang Ze's work has been going well recently, and also asking about Chu Yigui's grades.
When Wan Qiu got the gaze from Yang's father, he seemed to be a student being called out, with his eyes wide open, waiting for Yang's father to ask questions.
Father Yang's emotions were also very subtle. Chu Yigui and Wan Qiu, who were almost the same age, sat together and showed a huge gap between them.
The Yang family is large and powerful, with even more branches. Even Yang's father and mother cannot define what kind of people are there and whether they are scheming against each other.
The human heart is wrapped in flesh and bones, covered layer by layer under the skin, and also dressed in clothes and covered with a mask.
But Wan Qiu reminded Yang's father of the jellyfish in the aquarium, which are so transparent that you can see everything, and show their unique and beautiful colors under countless colorful lights, like blessing elves with no hidden intentions.
Is it because of low IQ?
If there could be less intrigue, perhaps this wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing.
"You..." Father Yang thought for a moment and asked, "Have you finished your winter vacation homework today?"
Wan Qiu shook his head: "Not yet."
Father Yang: "You didn't bring it here either, are you going home to make it tonight?"
Wan Qiu nodded.
Father Yang: "A lot of homework?"
Wan Qiu shook his head: "Only write a diary."
Jiang Chengfeng didn't give Wan Qiu much homework, and if they contacted him via mobile phone, he could occasionally assign some homework, which wouldn't put too much pressure on Wan Qiu.
After asking this question, Yang's father fell silent.
As someone who deals with many thoughtful people, I don’t know what to do when I meet someone who doesn’t understand anything.
Mother Yang continued, "Wan Qiu, do you want to eat anything? I'll ask the kitchen to prepare it for you."
Wan Qiu quietly observed the expressions of the people around him before answering, "I eat everything."
Mother Yang hesitated: "Is there anything you don't like?"
"No." Wan Qiu shook his head.
Chu Zhang suddenly pulled Wan Qiu over and said, "Grandpa and grandma, our Wan Qiu is really not picky about food at all. He eats everything, but he especially likes to eat fruits. Are the fruits at home fresh?"
Mother Yang's expression eased and she replied, "Of course, I have prepared a lot of fresh ingredients just for you."
"The servants who go to work today must be paid triple their wages." Chu Zhang raised his eyebrows.
Father Yang snorted, not blaming him: "Do you really need to worry about this little money?"
"What about the New Year's money that grandpa prepared for us Wanqiu? It must be a lot, right? We Wanqiu may have only received a little New Year's money over the years."
Father Yang sighed. He was used to Chu Zhang's straightforward personality.
"Inevitable." Father Yang glanced at Mother Yang, who in turn called the servant over.
"We Wanqiu are going to get a big red envelope." Chu Zhangban held Wanqiu and looked at everyone with a smile, "What is grandpa going to give Wanqiu? A house? It's too early to buy a car now. If possible, you can also give us Wanqiu some shares."
"Give me cash." However, Yang Xiaoyu, who was standing by, directly answered Chu Zhang's question, "For my baby, nothing is better than cash."
Wan Qiu looked up at Yang Xiaoyu and Chu Zhang who were arguing, then looked at Chu Jianshu and Yang Ze who were watching from the side.
Finally, his eyes fixed on the grandparents in front of him.
Wan Qiu was very happy.
Because everyone else is showing happy emotions now.
It was so warm, just like soaking in a bathtub, the warm water soaking through the skin and making the consciousness feel comfortably drowsy.
Wan Qiu received a large sum of cash.
For Wan Qiu, this amount of cash was the most he had ever imagined in his life.
The New Year's money given by his grandparents was already an unattainable amount for Wan Qiu, and now this sum of money has caused a huge impact on Wan Qiu's world.
The others looked at him and laughed.
Wan Qiu even noticed that Chu Yigui, who had been silent all the time, looked at him with a different look than usual.
Wan Qiu quietly hugged the thick stack of cash.
He couldn't imagine how long the money would last.
With so much money, if anyone in his family loses his job in the future, he can use it to support them for a long time.
Wan Qiu felt very at ease just holding the money.
Father Yang looked at Wan Qiu, who looked like a money-grubber, and turned his head to ask Chu Jianshu secretly: "Son-in-law, don't you usually give Wan Qiu money to spend?"
"Here." Chu Jianshu would transfer a sum of money to Wan Qiu's exclusive card every month. "It's all transferred to the card, but Wan Qiu only knows cash and has no chance to use the card."
Father Yang looked at Wan Qiu several times, and his expression was complicated as he watched Wan Qiu put the red envelopes into the small backpack he brought under Chu Zhang's instigation.
"You're satisfied with just this little money." Father Yang muttered, but he accepted Yang Xiaoyu's glare and immediately changed the subject, saying to Chu Jianshu, "Has Wan Qiu gone to see your family?"
"I have seen it." Chu Jianshu replied.
"Do they like Wanqiu?" said Yang's father.
Chu Jianshu did not hide it: "They are not interested in Wan Qiu."
It's just a lack of interest, and has nothing to do with dislike or like. Wan Qiu's ability is not enough to attract their attention.
Father Yang nodded and didn't say anything more in front of Chu Jianshu.
Father Yang gradually became a little embarrassed as Wan Qiu occasionally looked at him. He couldn't help but ask Chu Jianshu again: "Why is Mr. Wan Qiu looking at me?"
"Wan Qiu is testing your emotions, and he will respond accordingly."
However, after hearing Chu Jianshu's answer, Father Yang frowned: "How could our family have a child who looks at others' expressions? Shouldn't it be others who look at us?"
Chu Jianshu did not comment.
Father Yang glanced at Chu Jianshu and said dissatisfiedly: "It's been more than half a year since he was brought back, why haven't you changed anything?"
Chu Jianshu responded: "This is not something that can be done overnight."
Father Yang snorted coldly: "Next time you come, at least let me see some of the results of your education."
Chu Jianshu nodded in agreement.
Father Yang was not unaware of Wan Qiu's past life and the influence of his environment, so it was not surprising that Wan Qiu had developed such a personality.
Just looking at it makes me feel suffocated.
They work hard all their lives just to earn such face, but in the end their children and grandchildren cannot enjoy such benefits. This is more painful than being looked down upon.
Wan Qiu's occasional glances at him made him feel uncomfortable.
He wanted to educate Wan Qiu, but his daughter's eyes warned him. He stood up and went somewhere else with a depressed mood.
To Wan Qiu, his grandparents' house is very big, although not as big as their own.
But it's very beautiful.
His grandparents didn't talk to him much either, but it didn't seem bad.
and……
It was very quiet here, with only grandparents and other servants around. At the dinner table, it was Chu Zhang who was talking almost all the time.
Wan Qiu occasionally saw Chu Zhang go up to his grandparents and hug their shoulders, chattering in their ears, and his grandparents would then show funny expressions.
Wan Qiu kept watching.
Wan Qiu thought about the time when he was with Wan Xiaohua, but there was never such an atmosphere.
Wan Qiu will not hug Wan Xiaohua, and Wan Xiaohua will not take the initiative to get intimate with Wan Qiu.
Wan Xiaohua would never smile at me so intimately.
Is it because they are not your biological children?
But even now Wan Qiu doesn't think he can be close to his grandparents.
Those past events that may not have been normal made Wanqiu blur the concept of normality.
Now Wan Qiu couldn't be sure whether such intimacy in front of him was normal or abnormal.
Wan Qiu went to the bathroom before leaving, but when he came out, he saw his grandmother waiting at the door.
Grandma's long gray hair was tied behind her head, her clothes looked very fashionable, she was in good spirits, always smiling, and looked in good health.
"Grandma." Wan Qiu stood in front of Yang's mother, with his hands behind his back somewhat awkwardly, staring straight at her, hoping to find out her mood and what she wanted him to do.
"Wanqiu, how have you been since you returned home?" Mother Yang said to Wanqiu in a gentle voice.
"Very good." Wan Qiu said.
"Do you like your current home?"
"Um!"
After hearing Wan Qiu's answer without hesitation, Yang's mother relaxed a little and continued to ask, "Do you still want to go back to your old home?"
Wan Qiu shook his head.
"Why not? Is it because your previous home made your life difficult?"
Wan Qiu listened to what Yang's mother said, but couldn't understand what she really wanted to say.
Yang's mother wasn't unhappy, but something more complicated that Wan Qiu couldn't understand...
"I heard that you refused the psychiatrist." Mother Yang asked Wan Qiu seriously, "Why?"
What kind of personality does Wan Qiu have?
Coming from a family like that, isn't there any stain at all?
Would he resent losing him and causing him to encounter things he shouldn't have?
Mother Yang was worried.
"I heard that you didn't have enough food or warm clothes in your previous home, and you were bullied." Yang's mother quietly tightened her hands on her abdomen and asked, "Do you hate your parents?"
She was well aware that the Yang family tended to hold grudges to some extent.
He is narrow-minded, nitpicky, and has all kinds of faults.
Wan Qiu could vaguely sense his adoptive mother's worried mood.
"Grandma, what did I think you were going to say? Why did you bring us Wan Qiu to say these serious words?"
Chu Zhang suddenly appeared behind Yang's mother, and he stepped forward and hugged Wan Qiu's shoulders.
"We Wanqiu are angels. How could the things you worry about happen?"
When Yang's mother saw Chu Zhang, she also sighed: "I'm just a little worried. Maybe I'm overthinking it. I also hope that after Wan Qiu comes back, the relationship between your family members can be eased."
Wan Qiu's eyes slowly widened. From this long sentence, Wan Qiu seemed to have picked up some surprising information.
However, Chu Zhang was direct and careless, and planned Wan Qiu's thinking.
"Grandma, what are you worrying about? My parents are already this old, and I have been an adult for a long time, and you are still worrying about me." Chu Zhang pinched Wan Qiu's cheek.
Mother Yang also showed a helpless look to Chu Zhang: "Yes, yes, you are right."
"Don't think too much, grandma." Chu Zhang smiled and stepped forward to hug Yang's mother's arm, "Our Wanqiu is still very timid, you will scare Wanqiu like this."
"Do you still want me to say sorry for this?" Mother Yang showed a slightly angry look towards the disrespectful Chu Zhang, but there was no real anger at all.
Yang's mother knew that now that Chu Zhang had arrived, the matter was over.
I heard that Wan Qiu's IQ is not high, so if you really ask him to answer these complicated questions, he may not get the answers.
However, when she was about to return to the living room with Chu Zhang, she was suddenly pulled with such a small force that she almost ignored it.
But Yang's mother remembered the direction from which the force came, so she turned around and looked at Wan Qiu.
Wan Qiu raised his head and said to Yang's mother, "I love my parents, my eldest brother, my second brother, and my younger brother very much."
Even though Wan Qiu didn't know how to judge other people's love for him.
But Wan Qiu never misunderstood himself.
He loves his family very much.
Love you very much.
Mother Yang was stunned, looking at the thin boy. Under his clear eyes, there was a completely pure white world.
That piece of shallow emotion that can directly see into the deepest part is like a transparent diamond, showing its pure inner core to everyone around it.
Suddenly, Yang's mother seemed to understand why Yang's father didn't care about Wan Qiu's affairs.
Is it because he saw these eyes clearly earlier?
"I was in a bad mood just now. I'm sorry. Welcome home, Wan Qiu."
Mother Yang smiled, kindly and with a hint of tenderness.
Wan Qiu's eyes slowly widened, and suddenly he became nervous.
Mother Yang took something out of her pocket, spread her hands, and placed it in front of Wan Qiu: "This is for you."
Wan Qiu puzzledly took out something strange from Yang's mother's hand.
He took it from Yang's mother's hand and shook it in the air. Is this a necklace?
"It's a peace locket." Chu Zhang reached out and took the thing from Wan Qiu's hand, then went around to Wan Qiu and put it on him. "It's something to keep you safe, a talisman. Hmm, this quality, wow, grandma, do you know what it means to say something bad but act honestly?"
Wan Qiu didn't know what Chu Zhang was talking about, but he could see that Yang's mother was laughing and scolding Chu Zhang.
When the peace locket fell on his neck, Wan Qiu lowered his head and held the peace locket with his fingers. It was warm, probably with the residual body temperature of Yang's mother.
Wan Qiu's fingers rubbed the peace locket gently.
Vaguely, I seemed to feel something subtle coming from Yang's mother, which was constantly transmitted to me through the peace locket.
Chu Zhang looked at Wan Qiu's expression, which, although calm, seemed to contain a hint of surprise.
Wanqiu must be happy to receive the gift.
Chu Zhang glanced at Chu Yigui who was watching them from a distance.
Chu Yigui seldom spoke to him, but this time he took the initiative to tell him that Yang's mother had gone to find Wan Qiu.
Chu Zhang curled his lips and shuddered. This feeling of being seen clearly from behind all the time was really terrible.
Wan Qiu watched them happily say goodbye to others.
They got in the car and went back home.
The eldest brother made a fuss, saying that Wanqiu did not stay up yesterday and wanted to stay up today.
After being severely scolded by Yang Xiaoyu, Wan Qiu finally lay down in the soft quilt and had his own quiet time in the warm room.
Wan Qiu's fingers gently stroked the peace locket. It had a smooth touch and felt comfortable to the touch.
Wan Qiu kept thinking in the darkness, and finally he vaguely saw the doubts in Yang's mother's mind.
It was as if he was worried about the words that emerged in Wanqiu's memory.
Did my grandmother see the hatred that was deeply embedded in the words of my memory?
Why did grandma say that she hoped the relationship between family members could be eased?
Obviously, everyone in the family has a good relationship with each other, right?
Wan Qiu was in a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness, and the memorized words seemed to be mocking him.
Laughing...
He is the abnormal one.
He is the most unreal person who should not be in this environment.
——
During the New Year holidays, the servants in the house were all on holiday. I had originally planned to celebrate the New Year at another home, but I didn’t expect that I would end up celebrating it at my own home.
Having to clean and cook for himself, Wan Qiu took the initiative to take on the cooking and cleaning chores.
But unexpectedly, it was Chu Yigui who was cooking.
Wan Qiu stood beside Chu Yigui and saw Chu Yigui rolling up his sleeves, revealing his strong forearms as he cut vegetables.
Chu Yigui’s knife skills are very good, just like a skilled chef.
Wan Qiu watched blankly from the side, extremely surprised at Chu Yigui's ability.
Chu Yigui’s cooking skills are really good. The delicious smell wafting from the food he put into the pot makes Wan Qiu feel that his skills are almost the same as those of the chef at home.
After Chu Yigui put a dish on the plate, he saw Wan Qiu staring at him eagerly, picked up a piece with chopsticks and handed it to Wan Qiu's mouth: "Taste the saltiness."
Wan Qiu opened his mouth. The tender and smooth fried beef tasted very delicious. While chewing, Wan Qiu compared the taste with that made by the chef he had eaten before.
"It's exactly the same as what the chef made." Wan Qiu said.
Chu Yigui nodded: "I learned it from the chef."
Wan Qiu looked at the mess of seasonings and envied Chu Yigui for being able to create such delicious food even though he had hardly worked with the chef.
"Is my brother good at everything he studies?" In Wan Qiu's eyes, he could hardly find any shortcomings in Chu Yigui.
"Brother can do it well if he just repeats the cooking steps." Chu Yigui said while cutting vegetables.
Wan Qiu watched Chu Yigui's skillful movements, and he didn't even have a chance to help.
Chu Yigui always said that what he could do, everyone could do.
Can everyone really do it?
"Brother." Wan Qiu stood behind Chu Yigui. He raised his head high but could only see Chu Yigui's back with his back to him.
Compared to his elder and second brothers' less sturdy shoulders, they were so broad for Wan Qiu that he had no chance to see Chu Yigui's expression all the time.
"What's wrong?" Chu Yigui's hands moved quickly, but he still found time to answer Wan Qiu's words.
"Is the relationship between our family not good?" Is it because he is not good?
This question is too straightforward.
Chu Yigui did not stop his actions, but he had already guessed where Wan Qiu's worry came from.
Although Wan Qiu is not smart, he has very unique instincts.
He always gets the message in the words.
Even if you can't figure it out at the time, you will definitely understand it later.
Therefore, what Yang's mother said yesterday did have an impact on Wan Qiu.
Chu Yigui thought for a moment and said, "The definition of a good relationship is very complicated. It's too early for my brother to explore these things."
"Too early?" Wan Qiu tilted his head, even though Chu Yigui couldn't see it.
"Yeah." Chu Yigui simply answered.
Wan Qiu knew that if this was Chu Yigui's consideration, then it must make sense.
Just like studying, Teacher Jiang always said that if he hasn’t learned a part yet, he won’t understand it even if he explains it now.
but……
Wan Qiu looked at Chu Yigui's back. Amid the noisy sounds of cooking in the kitchen, the seeds of doubt that had been dormant in Wan Qiu's heart were still unwillingly trying to break out of the ground.
Even without looking back, Wan Qiu's silence made Chu Yigui aware of his thoughts.
Chu Yigui thought for a moment and said, "Brother, there are many things in this world that may not be as simple as you think, but they are not necessarily as complicated as you think."
"What do you mean?" Wan Qiu asked.
“Human relationships, like the world, are inherently complex. Whether they gradually become more complex or become simple again, this is all normal.”
After Chu Yigui put a dish back into the pot, he turned around.
There was seriousness and comfort on the boy's handsome face.
"No matter what you see, there is no need to worry. This is proof that my brother is growing up."
Chu Yigui's hands were still cooking and he couldn't touch Wan Qiu.
But he bent down and touched Wan Qiu's forehead with his.
"You can do it slowly, little by little. I will stay by your side, brother, and help you understand."
Wanqiu's round eyes reflected the nearby Chu Yigui.
He could see his own shadow in those pupils, which were darker than his own.
Although it is in the pitch-black pupils, it seems to contain all the colors.
It's a very safe place.
This is the appearance that Chu Yigui put into the world.
Wan Qiu nodded.
Chu Yigui was about to leave, but Wan Qiu suddenly reached out and grabbed Chu Yigui's collar. Chu Yigui subconsciously bent down, and their heads bumped into each other.
Wan Qiu was stunned. Chu Yigui stood up straight, his forehead hurting a little and his expression was quite confused.
Wan Qiu looked at Chu Yigui, who was seldom seen in a daze, and suddenly laughed.
"My younger brother is also growing up." Wan Qiu said.
Chu Yigui was stunned for a moment, then realized that Wan Qiu was bringing up their conversation just now, and for a moment he felt helpless and amused.
"Yeah, maybe." Chu Yigui said.
"It's okay, I will accompany my brother too." Wan Qiu's forehead turned red little by little, just like Chu Yigui's.
"Yes, I believe it." Chu Yigui touched Wan Qiu's forehead with his wrist. "It hurts so much, it must be true."
Wan Qiu rubbed his own forehead and also rubbed Chu Yigui's.
Chu Yigui turned back to cook. Wan Qiu still followed behind Chu Yigui, waiting for Chu Yigui to tell him to help.
But even at the end, Wan Qiu did not intervene.
However, the various sarcastic words that kept appearing in his dreams and had been bothering his mind since morning had dissipated a lot because he was with his brother.
Wan Qiu felt that he was probably really stupid.
That’s why my younger brother said he would grow up with him.
Then it would be unfair if his younger brother spent more time with him and he didn't spend enough time with his younger brother.
He wanted to be better to his brother.
You better protect your brother.
"I will protect you." Wan Qiu said.
Chu Yigui didn't look back, but simply said "hmm".
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