Just now, the noise in the yard was too loud, and Yu Wei was sitting close to the study window. The sound from the bottom of the building could be heard clearly. In the thick night that had just fallen outside the window, accompanied by the barking of the local dog "woof", someone shouted "The fourth brother is back". For Yu Wei, this was like hearing a prisoner who had been pardoned, and his whole heart sank into his stomach.

He is here.

He exhaled gently, Yu Wei turned her face and looked towards the door of the study. The tall man was still wearing the long black coat she had often seen him wearing for four years. Behind him was a darkness in the deep corridor, and his appearance was clearly visible in the dim yellow light of the study. The edges and corners of the side face were full of manliness and were very clear and tough, but his expression was a smile that never changed for thousands of years.

When Bu Xiao walked into the study, he glanced at Yu Wei and blinked at her like a fox.

Yu Wei saw the usual smirk on his face, and couldn't help but look at him on the tip of his eyebrows and corners of his lips, and then she heard him speak to Mr. Bu, his tone of not speaking to his old father at all. It's not as light or heavy, and he deserves a beat: "Old man, the news broadcast is broadcast, hurry up and go downstairs to have dinner."

Mr. Bu may have been used to the youngest looking like he was not doing well, so he didn't mind that he came over and wanted to push his wheelchair. He just cursed angrily: "Hmph, why are you coming back? Every time you go home and park, it's so loud! The flowers in the yard are probably broken by you again!"

Bu Xiao smiled and said, "Then, next time I get off the car and walk a mile away from home. As I walk, I will make three bows and nine bows, and I will provoke you like, okay, old man?"

After saying that, he bent down and tidied up the felt blanket covered by his father's knees, spread them smoothly, and then pushed the old man's wheelchair to walk out the door.

"Look at what you said, your mother can be angry when she hears it! Little bastard, are you dead? Are you worshiping gods or ghosts?" Mr. Bu glared at him with his beard and glaring.

Yu Wei felt novel when she saw this scene. The old father and the younger son seemed to be full of gunpowder and kept quarreling, but in fact, she should be in love with each other.

She looked at Yao Sujuan's expression and saw that the old man's eldest daughter-in-law was smiling happily at this time. Obviously, this is how the father and son usually communicate...

The study was on the second floor, and the old man couldn't get off the wheelchair. Yu Wei was thinking about what to do when she was going up and down. Bu Xiao parked the wheelchair properly, then walked to the old man and squatted down. He carried his father skillfully. Yao Sujuan helped behind him, took the old man's crutch and went downstairs like that.

"Don't look at Xiao Hui's fourth uncle who is neither big nor young. In fact, the old man doesn't listen to any child, just listen to the fourth brother..."

When Yu Wei was going down the stairs, Yao Sujuan sneaked to her and whispered to her, "After the old man fell, the caregiver and private doctor were all found by the fourth child. Last month, the fourth child said he wanted to install an elevator at home. However, the old man disagreed and said he was not quarrel, so he still found someone to install an elevator. As expected, the old man liked to use it very much, and he didn't need anyone to serve anyone when he came up and down. But every time the youngest son came back, he insisted that he carved it down, saying that he didn't like a big iron box that was buzzing at home... Haha, if you want me to tell me, he just likes to make things difficult for the youngest..."

Yu Wei listened to the common words Yao Sujuan said to her, and thought that she was indeed what she thought. Mr. Bu liked this suddenly when he was in his fifties, but he just didn't say anything.

The first floor was already full of food, and the news broadcast was on the TV. Bu Jingsheng saw his fourth brother carrying his father down and quickly pushed another wheelchair parked beside the sofa.

The supper was arranged in advance by Yao Sujuan. At this moment, a table was set up. In addition to the second sister who lived in City B for many years and the third brother who had been on business abroad these days, the Bu family had arrived tonight. They sat down one by one according to age. Yu Wei originally wanted to sit next to Bu Hui, the younger generation, but at the old man's stubborn request, she sat on his right hand.

This meal was not slow, but for the Bu family, who was "don't eat or sleep" and had complicated rules, the old man chatted with Yu Wei at the dinner table, and the speed was indeed much slower than usual. After the meal, Yao Sujuan arranged fruits and refreshments, Yu Wei said goodbye politely.

"Grandpa, I'll leave first, and I'll see you another day." Yu Wei and Mr. Bu said goodbye at the door of the living room, and listened to a lot of polite words.

Yao Sujuan was so enthusiastic that she wanted to keep Yuwei overnight, but she also understood how she could keep other people's children at home and could only send her to the door. Finally, she told Bu Xiao hard: "Hey! Fourth, don't send the girl to the door of the community and think it's over. Remember to send her upstairs!"

Yu Wei followed Bu Xiao to the yard. When he looked at him in front of him, he didn't look back. He just stretched out his arms and waved his hands behind him. Her position was behind him, and he could vaguely see his eyebrows and corners of his eyes, with a slight look up, and after walking two steps, he lit a cigarette for himself, then squatted on the ground and rubbed the local dog he raised called "Maomao".

It was not until he got into the car and sat down that he said in a relaxed tone: "Are you full tonight?"

Yu Wei thought about the table of dishes just now, which was almost the sumptuous thing she hadn't seen in several years. After a while, she felt like a weight sinking in her heart. After a while, the second half of the sentence floated up: "I don't know when I can eat so well in the next meal, so I can't just eat myself too much."

Bu Xiao sat in the driver's seat, leisurely retracted his arm that was stretched out of the window, lowered his head and smiled, "I just ate half a bowl of rice... Are you so easy to support?"

After sending the child here, Yao Sujuan heard the sound of the engine of Bu Xiao's car. As soon as she entered the house, she saw Mr. Bu sitting in a wheelchair. The TV had been knocked out by him. The screen was pitch black. The old man pursed his lips and his expression was quite dull.

Bu Jingsheng and Fan Qing didn't dare to say a word, sitting upright with a serious expression, Bu Hui was just hanging up high, sitting on the sofa, biting an apple in his mouth, and playing with his phone with his head down.

It is rare to be so quiet in the living room, almost making people panic, the clock is scattered dullly, and time is weak.

"Are you blind?" Mr. Bu saw Yao Sujuan walking back and sat uneasily beside her husband. Finally, he couldn't help but say, and sighed heavily after speaking.

Yao Sujuan is clever and can tell what her father-in-law means by a little bit.

"Don't you see that the child is not doing well?" This is the first time the old man really got angry today: "Tell me honestly, who is Yu Wei's aunt's family? How did she raise the child like that? How much suffering she suffered and how much sins she suffered? Which girl who was seventeen or eighteen years old was studying had calluses in her palms!"

Yao Sujuan heard Mr. Bu’s nose sore, and of course she could see clearly. Although she didn’t say it, anyone could tell that the child was not doing well: “Dad, so I just told the fourth child and asked him to talk to the child’s aunt’s house, how much money our family spends every month on the child…”

Mr. Bu did not speak again when he heard the sound. His blue face was reflected in the light, which made him even heavier. After a long time, he sighed again: "Oh, that child really doesn't know what happened, and he doesn't look like a child no matter how he looks..."

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Bu Xiao, who was driving into the winding mountain road at this time, also thought so.

The night was dark, and there was a street light every distance in the dark mountains. The shadows of trees blew by the wind and made a sound like rain. It was the season of falling leaves. The strong wind blew countless leaves and smashed the body of the black car, making a slight impact. The window on the side of the passenger seat Yuwei was driven to the top by her, and the cold wind kept pouring into the car.

From his eyes, although she was sitting on the passenger seat, wearing a seat belt, her face turned completely to the side of the car window and stared out of the window with stunning eyes. Her short black hair was blown by the strong wind, and her little face was completely exposed in the cold wind, and she didn't know how she was breathing.

Bu Xiao's impression of her has always been like his first impression. At the end of the long corridor of the hospital, the child was covered in blood and had no expression on his face: he didn't look like a child no matter how he looked.

But after so many contacts, in four years, almost every month he would go to see her whenever he had free time, either at the school gate or through the security door in front of her aunt's house. He had seen her so many times that he would occasionally see her playing with sex, but... she looked even less like a child...

For example now.

In front of people who don’t know or are familiar with each other, she is always peaceful and calm, just like in front of the old man and Yao Sujuan, every word, every frown and smile is all without any mistakes, respect, gentleness, and a hint of extremely smart and cleverness.

But in fact, in private, she is much more aggressive than that.

But even now, the child has put aside his guard in front of him, her various actions are still different from others.

Bu Xiao had seen so many children of her age, little boys and little girls, none of them were like Yu Wei, and Guli was strange, but this made him like to talk to her because he could never guess what she would say next. Even if he was a little older than her, he felt that he couldn't see through it.

While driving, Bu Xiao turned his head and looked at Yu Wei who was blowing the wind and said, "Don't all girls like to have long hair? You have short hair, which boy likes you..."

It seemed that it was because the wind was too loud and Yu Wei didn't hear it clearly. She turned around and the whistling wind blew her short hair and scattered her face like a female ghost. She said softly, "Hmm?"

Bu Xiao didn't say anything, holding a cigarette in his mouth and closed the car window directly.

The glass window slowly rose up, and then a muffled "click" sound was completely closed without leaving a single crack. The strong wind stopped instantly, leaving only the girl's face full of hair.

Thinking she didn't hear her problem, Bu Xiao continued to smoke without saying a word. When he drove, the car window on his side opened half a fan of smoke. The damp night wind swept through his messy hair, revealing his beautiful forehead, making his eyes look darker.

Yu Wei leaned against the window and gently stroked her hair, as if thinking about what it was. After a while, she asked him, "Do you like women with long hair?"

Her voice is a girl's unique voice. Although it is not crisp enough, it is light and sweet, soft, and her tone is strange. After all, this question doesn't seem to be something a little girl can ask.

Bu Xiao heard her suddenly ask a question, holding the steering wheel in one hand and cigarette in the other hand, turning his peach blossom eyes, glanced at Yu Wei from the corner of his eyes, and smiled faintly.

When this man smiled, there were two dimples on his thin lips, which were very sunny and handsome, but the little badness in his eyes made the smile on his face look inexplicably evil.

"Yes," his voice was gentle and cool, and he couldn't say anything magnetic. When he said the second half, he lowered his voice: "A woman, she still looks good with long hair."

Yu Wei's eyes were empty when she heard Bu Xiao say this, but the car was dark and the outside was pitch black. The headlights were illuminated towards the curved road between the two. He looked ahead and saw nothing.

It turns out that he likes long hair...

After a while in the car, Yu Wei spoke gently and said something thoughtfully in confusion, unconsciously: "If you have long hair, it hurts to be caught, so I keep short hair."

When Bu Xiao heard her say this, he couldn't help but look at her deeply and asked with a smile: "Who is fine who likes to grab your hair and play with it every day?"

"If a woman fights, there are only a few moves."

Bu Xiao was so silence when he heard her answer. He dusted off the ashes, but the smile in his eyes could not be erased: "Who told you to fight with someone?"

Yu Wei said this seriously: "Of course I can't stand it if I'm angry."

Bu Xiao drove around a corner, pondered for a while before continuing, "Then if you get angry in the future, call me, and do something like fighting for men."

When Yu Wei heard him, she was almost stunned for a moment. After a while, she became silent and asked in a muffled voice: "Woman, will you help me with the same?"

"Although I don't hit women, there are still many ways to make women uncomfortable..." Bu Xiao was very lazy and gangster when he said this.
Chapter completed!