"Don't make me laugh!" The old man clutched his stomach with difficulty, "I know what you're thinking, it's impossible, I don't look down on Tongchen."

"You don't look down on him?" Zhuo Shu snorted and muttered, "He still doesn't look down on you."

The old man was so amused by him that he couldn't help laughing, and he was afraid of affecting the wound, so he shouted, "Hey someone, help, who will help me."

When the aunt heard the sound, she hurried to the room, but someone was one step faster than her. She saw her employer suddenly rushed in from behind, and the bento box in her hand almost flew away.

"What's the matter?" Ying Tongchen put breakfast on the table, then ran to the bed to check the situation, and supported the old man, "Where does it hurt?"

"Stomach hurts." The old man pointed at Zhuoshu, "He's going to make me laugh to death."

Ying Tongchen immediately looked back at him, Zhuo Shu's face was stunned: "I don't have it, don't listen to his nonsense."

Ying Tongchen saw that everyone was fine, so he was relieved and said, "Let's eat first, I bought porridge, you can only eat liquid food these days."

"Okay."

When the aunt arrived, she was very happy to see the old man sitting on the bed drinking porridge, and the two dutiful sons sitting quietly at the table eating luxurious packages such as shaomai rice rolls and eggs.

It seems that there is still true love in the world, and there is true love in the rich and powerful.

Ying Tongchen ate for a while, and found that Zhuo Shu kept his eyes on his face, and touched his face subconsciously: "What's wrong?"

"Don't move." Zhuo Shu held his hand and approached slowly, "I was thinking of a picture about you."

Ying Tongchen stared blankly at his face that was getting closer and closer. He heard his own rapid heartbeat in the quiet atmosphere. He couldn't help but glanced at the aunt and the old man, reminding him that there were others.

However, Zhuo Shu turned a blind eye.

He had to ask: "What picture?"

"You dyed your hair colorful, wore a big gold necklace, squatted on the curb, smoked swear words and blocked small pictures." Zhuo Shu blurted out.

After a while, the aunt suddenly heard a clear slap, and was so frightened that she didn't dare to turn her head back, for fear of being fired.

But she was bitter, serving such a family.

Sure enough, there is no truth in the wealthy!

The author has something to say: #Everyday a single tip#

Zhuo Shuba's general declaration: "As a person, I have never been beaten, and I have no feeling of being beaten [shrugs hands]"

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Chapter 51

At noon, the old man kicked them out of the ward, saying that they would take a nap and let them go out to find food by themselves.

Outside the hospital, the two casually found a restaurant to eat. There were a lot of customers, so they had to wait for a while.

After the two finished ordering, they were speechless.

Ying Tongchen poured two cups of tea, handed him a cup, then held his own in both hands, it was a little hot, took a sip, and when he raised his head, he saw Zhuo Shu was staring at him again.

He sighed inwardly and asked, "What do you want to say?"

"Why are you so cute drinking tea?" Zhuo Shu asked.

"..." Ying Tongchen touched his forehead, not knowing what expression to show, "Just ask this?"

Zhuo Shu: "Otherwise?"

"Did the old man tell you something?" Ying Tongchen asked.

"Yeah." Zhuo Shu said, "But he only revealed a few things. He didn't talk about deeper things. Maybe he didn't want me to know, or maybe he didn't know very well."

For example, how did you live after your parents divorced?

How did you survive when you were bullied?

Why did the college entrance examination fail?

He wanted to ask a lot of questions, but he was afraid of uncovering his scars. He clearly cared about it, but he could only pretend that he didn't care.

The waiter served two dishes, and the two began to move chopsticks. Ying Tongchen took a few bites, and suddenly said, "I allow you to ask one question, only one."

Zhuo Shu immediately asked, "How did you deal with that dog man?"

Ying Tongchen seemed to think about it for a while before he remembered who the dog man he was talking about. He took the order lightly, lowered his head and said, "I collected some information and reported to the Education Bureau that his father bribed the director. He just transferred schools, and I heard that he was found to have cheated in the college entrance examination, so I don't know what to do later."

Zhuo Shu was happy in body and mind, and quickly put some vegetables in his bowl, as if he felt that it was not enough, he pushed the plate directly to him, and said, "Can I ask one more question?"

Ying Tongchen pondered for a moment, and suddenly realized that when he opened the notebooks that recorded old events, the pages were already yellow and rotten, but they were just jokes at the dinner table.

He nodded: "Ask."

"The teacher said that you failed the college entrance examination to make money to support him. What's going on?" Zhuo Shu asked.

"Because at that time, he was the only one who found out that I was malicious." Ying Tongchen smiled lightly.

When his parents divorced, he thought it was the most tormenting day, so he was almost suffocated by the boy's pretense of gentleness. When everyone hit him in the head, he had a malice he had never felt before.

Ying Tongchen asked, "Do you know what I looked up on the Internet when he found me in an Internet cafe?"

Zhuo Shu: "What?"

"Criminal Law." Ying Tongchen's mouth curved.

Zhuo Shu: "." Suddenly scared.

"After the old man sent me home, he was worried about my psychological problems, so he found a reason to ask the school to grant me leave and let me study at home." Ying Tongchen said, "In those days he came to my house whenever he was free. , tried every means to force me to study, and asked teachers from other subjects to record a recording during class and bring it back for me to listen to.”

Zhuo Shu suddenly realized: "So during this period of time, is what he said about you going out to study with a teacher?"

"What did he say?" Ying Tongchen sneered a few times, "It can be said that he put a lot of effort into my studies. In life, he is also taking care of me. Buy some side dishes downstairs, come up and make a mess, and the two of you will have enough to eat. Until now, the only dish he can handle is a crab, which is the only dish he has learned since he was a child."