Chapter 82 I will return your flesh and blood to you!

The golden sunlight filled the corridor, and the fine dust particles danced in the light.

Mu Xiliang, who had the prosthesis installed, put force on the front of his foot, put the back of his foot on the ground, and walked slowly with his center of gravity forward. Since he had just walked with the prosthesis, he was sweating profusely in a short while, but he could not hide his inner excitement.

Yu Zeying supported him nervously, with veins bulging all over his arms. "Take your time, there's no rush..."

Mu Xiliang raised his lips, his eyes and eyebrows were charming and arrogant, very attractive, "Okay...!"

After walking back and forth in the corridor five times, Mu Xiliang had a thin layer of sweat on his back and his thigh muscles were sore and painful. "I'm so tired... I want to rest for a while..."

Yu Zeying coaxed softly, "Hold on a little longer, we'll be at the end of the corridor soon!"

Mu Xiliang blushed and looked angry. "I said I'm tired and I don't want to leave!!! Are you deaf?"

Yu Zeying hugged him in a hurry, fearing that he would fall, "Okay, okay, I won't leave. Don't be angry, it will hurt your health..."

Mu Xiliang hugged his neck with a frosty face, "Carry me back to the ward!"

Yu Zeying frowned slightly and wanted to persuade him to walk again. He was afraid that when he was gone in the future, no one would urge him on. He was even more afraid that he would fall while doing rehabilitation training alone and no one would help him. So now he had to let him walk more even if he had to be a little cruel.

But he said he was tired and he couldn't bear to do it, "Okay..." He bent down and picked him up horizontally.

When they arrived at the ward, Yu Zeying gently placed him on the bed, removed his prosthesis, filled a basin with hot water, applied a towel to his legs, and massaged him while doing so.

Mu Xiliang leaned on the bed with his hands, his charming fox eyes drooped, and his burning gaze fell on Yu Zeying's handsome nose, becoming even deeper.

It has been a month, Yu Zeying has been guarding him closely for a month...

Outside the window, red lanterns are hung all over the streets and alleys. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve.

"Are you still going to be here tomorrow? Aren't you going back to celebrate the New Year with your grandpa?" He asked Yu Zeying with a bright smile, his eyes full of sarcasm and provocation.

Yu Zeying raised his eyes, a sinister flash flashed across his pupils, "I will be here tomorrow morning and afternoon, but not in the evening..."

Mu Xiliang's smile froze, "Then why are you waiting for tomorrow? Get out now!"

Yu Zeying held his thigh.

"Why are you angry again... I told you I won't leave until tomorrow night. I don't have much affection for them. I spend the New Year with my dad every year. I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, but neither he nor I can cook. Every year we just stir-fry two plates of pig intestines and drink two taels of white wine, and that's the New Year..."

Mu Xiliang's brows were calm, and his long eyelashes, like crow feathers, cast a faint shadow on his eyelids. "You deserve it..."

Yu Zeying put on a bitter smile, "It's not that bad actually. Lu Sui and my second aunt would take me home to have New Year's Eve dinner... braised fish, spicy chicken, spicy duck... after we were done, there was a thick red envelope! My second uncle would also take us to set off firecrackers and watch iron flower performances..."

Mu Xiliang raised his eyebrows, "I have some too! Yours must not be as much as mine..."

Every Chinese New Year, he is the one who gets the most red envelopes in the family. In addition to his mother's preference, his eldest sister also gives him all the red envelopes she gets. Later, when he got his brother-in-law, he got even more red envelopes. This year, he got no more...

“Will you give it to me this year?”

Yu Zeying asked with a smile.

A gloomy look flashed across Mu Xiliang's eyes, "No! And I don't have any money..."

Yu Zeying hugged him from behind and rested his head on his shoulder, "Then I'll give it to you!"

Mu Xiliang narrowed his eyes, "Then I want ten thousand!"

Yu Zeying kissed his white jade neck lightly, "I'll give you 20,000! In pairs..."

Mu Xiliang pursed his lips, and his beautiful fox eyes curved, "Okay! I want a good-looking red envelope. If it's not good-looking, I don't want it!"

Yu Zeying's voice was a little hoarse, and he spoke in a staccato manner, "Okay... the red envelope must be nice-looking, I'll remember that..."

Every time Mu Xiliang finished rehabilitation training wearing his prosthesis, he felt tired and sleepy. He would fall asleep before Yu Zeying held him for just a while.

Yu Zeying gently put him back on the bed, pulled up the soft quilt to cover him, and restrainedly kissed him on the forehead.

"I'll be back soon..."

On a cold winter day, the cemetery halfway up the mountain looks even more desolate...

The gravekeeper waited for a long time before Yu Zeying arrived. "Mr. Yu, you are finally here! The deceased you brought a few days ago has been buried according to your request, and the tombstone has been carved. It's just that it's the New Year, and the masters are more cautious, so the wages are higher..."

Yu Zeying smiled and said, "It's okay, thank you!"

The cemetery keeper walked in front and said, "Okay, I'll lead you there!"

"good……"

The cemetery was deserted. After leading him to the place, the grandfather left. Yu Zeying half-knelt down and placed the chrysanthemum in his hand in front of the tombstone. The woman in the photo on the tombstone was very beautiful, absolutely stunning.

"Auntie... I... I don't know what to say. If I have to say anything, I hope you can bless Ah Xi in heaven... bless him with peace and happiness, and be safe for years to come..."

The wind whistled past, leaving only the sound of his heartbeat and breathing...

"Bang-bang-bang"

Lu Sui accompanied Liang Jingxuan in setting off fireworks in the yard. The sky was overcast, but the colors of the fireworks could still be barely seen.

"Honey! Green... Fireworks are green! Green!"

Lu Sui covered his ears and said with a hint of resentment, "There are so many colors of fireworks, why do you only see green?"

Liang Jingxuan didn't hear clearly and uttered "ah", "Nothing..." Lu Sui bent down and picked him up. He was wearing a red hat on his head, a red towel around his neck, and his down jacket was also red, like a round candied haws.

During the Chinese New Year this year, Song Huizi bought him five new sets of clothes, most of which were bright red, saying that they could drive away bad luck and bring prosperity and success in the coming year.

She is very greedy and wants him to be safe...

Liang Jingxuan looked at the fireworks in the sky, his eyes were wet.

"Last year, it was Brother Ying who set off the fireworks with me and gave me a big red envelope... This year... I haven't seen him for many days, I miss him..."

Lu Sui's eyes were dim and lifeless. "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. He said... he would come!"

Liang Jingxuan sobbed and said, "No...Brother Ying won't come..."

Lunar New Year's eve--

Yu Zeying was leaving in the evening. Mu Xiliang had not been happy with him since he woke up in the morning. No matter what Yu Zeying said, his face was gloomy and his eyes were cold.

Yu Zeying gave him two thick red envelopes and said, "Happy New Year!"

As he wished, the red envelope was very beautiful. It contained two red koi fish. Mu Xiliang glanced at it coldly and threw it at the end of the bed. "I don't want it!" He then lay down on his side.

Yu Zeying's dim eyes turned deep and gentle, and he placed the wrinkled passbook next to the pillow. "We agreed before that you will be the housekeeper in the future. I'll leave the passbook with you. I've changed the password. It's your birthday..."

Then he took out the American military knife that he had hidden for more than a month and said, "I asked a craftsman to make a scabbard for this knife..."

The scabbard was very beautiful, with a fox carved on it. Yu Zeying put it together with the passbook...

Mu Xiliang's foxy eyes were filled with anger. "Get out! Get out! Don't come back after you get out!"

Yu Zeying's eyelashes trembled, "Don't be angry, it will make you sick... I will be back soon..."

Mu Xiliang's shoulders rose and fell violently, and when he heard that he would be back soon, his anger disappeared by more than half...

Yu Zeying sat beside the bed and waited until he fell asleep before leaving...

I walked to the door of the ward, wanting to take one last look at him. I took a step into the ward, but then I was afraid that I couldn't walk any further, so I pulled my legs back and gently closed the door.

The wealthy area was particularly silent after the snow. Yu Zeying put out the remaining half of his cigarette, threw it on the ground, and crushed it again and again. The villa in the distance, covered with heavy snow, looked like a gloomy tomb.

As soon as he entered the entrance, Yu Yaodong seemed to have known that he would come back. He put his hands behind his back and snorted coldly, "You still remember to come back?!!"

“Grandpa…”

The voice was very soft, but it carried a hint of murderous intent.

Yu Yaodong restrained his cold expression and said, "Change your shoes and wash your hands. The New Year's Eve dinner has been prepared and is just waiting for you..."

"yes……"

Under the luxurious giant crystal lamp, on the New Year's Eve dinner table, the dazzling array of dishes is dazzling, Mexican abalone, Australian lobster, crabs from Russia's Far East, the aroma is overwhelming, but Yu Zeying feels nauseous and wants to vomit.

In previous Chinese New Years, people would usually only call him and not his dad, but this year they invited him as well. Yu Yaodong probably wanted to ease the cold relationship with him through his dad.

The family sat down, and Yu Yaodong raised his glass. "This year is the most complete New Year's Eve dinner for our family. I hope it will be the same next year!"

Yu Jun smiled, "Yes, Dad!"

Yu Yaodong laughed, "Then let's clink glasses and drink!"

"good!"

Xiao Si and Yu Jun were very cooperative. Yu Zehui crossed his legs and urged several times before he raised his wine glass and stood up. A hint of disgust flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Yu Zeying held the wine glass numbly. After everyone had finished drinking, he did not drink it but just put it back in its place.

In less than a moment, Yu Qinghai's stomach began to hurt and big beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Xiao Hai, what's wrong with you?" Yu Yaodong was about to help him up when his stomach started to hurt, and then Yu Jun...

Xiao Si stood up with a pale face, "Ajun..."

Yu Zehui's lips curled up into a morbidly excited smile, and he looked at Yu Zeying slowly, "Are you going to die?"

Everyone reacted to his words. Yu Yaodong was horrified. "Ah-Yai! You poisoned the wine... You!! Your parents raised you, but you want to kill them. This is simply treason. Aren't you afraid of God's punishment?!"

Yu Jun's eyes were filled with resentment, "I...I really regret not strangling you to death when you were born!"

Yu Zeying walked like a zombie to the sandalwood stand where antiques were placed, took down the long knife, and stood up fiercely, "What are you doing, idiot? Don't do anything stupid, put the knife down!!!"

Yu Zeying pulled out the scabbard inlaid with gems, and put the cold blade against his neck. Tears welled up in his eyes, but he showed no fear. "Grandpa, Mom, Uncle, I am responsible for my own actions. Please don't hurt others anymore. No, you can't hurt others anymore... Grandpa, Mom, Dad, I will return your flesh and blood to you!"

"No! Aye!!!!"