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Chapter 65 Yuppie 65

Ye Lang pushed open the door from the garage to the house, and the moment when the warmth and light flooded in, the burden of the chill was relieved.

"Your mother is sick...it's terminally ill." Huo Yang sighed, with a gloomy tone, "Those scum... know that they are sick, but they come out to infect others. Go and see her, okay?"

"What disease?"

"Hepatitis B." He added, "General contact is not contagious. Infection is only through channels such as mother-infant, blood, and sexual contact. Daily contact is basically equivalent to a healthy person."

There was no sound for a long time.Ye Lang took off his coat and hung it on the clothes hook, his face could not be seen to be happy or angry, but he did not have any ambiguity to intentionally irritate anyone.Huo Yang went to the hall and lit the fireplace, and closed the glass door, "If you don't want to go, no one will force you. But I still want to..."

"I'll go." Ye Lang said.

Huo Yang looked back at him for a while, then turned his head again, staring at the dancing fireplace, "Okay. Sit on the sofa first, I have something to tell you."

There was a rustling sound behind him.Huo Yang went to the kitchen to soak two cups of Dianhong, cut up a lemon and squeezed the juice in; washed a plate of blueberries and brought them together.

He sat down next to Ye Lang.Ye Lang leaned forward and pulled over a low round table, took two sips of black tea, stared at Huo Yang, and waited for him to speak.

Huo Yang had innumerable things to say, but he couldn't think of anything to say at the moment.He leaned on the sofa, looked around the house, and started with a question, "Do you know why your parents divorced?"

Ye Lang naturally heard some gossip, he stroked the bottom of the cup with his fingers, and said quietly: "Because she takes drugs."

"Not all. After all, your mother was only taking ecstasy pills at that time, and it was actually easy to quit. She is a good white-collar worker with little pressure, has a family and a wife, and married a rich husband like your father. Huo Yang said, "Why did she use drugs to the point of divorce?"

He changed his posture and leaned on the sofa, crossing his arms, "According to Yu Liangtu—that is, your uncle said, her father had a stroke at that time, and her real brother went out to play cards again, and owed a lot of debts, and the family was very nervous At this juncture, she happened to take drugs. By the way, Yu Liangtu doesn't take drugs, I remember you said before, your grandfather told you that he took drugs?"

"Yes, he said it." Ye Lang said, "But brother, Yu Liangtu is a gambler, Yu Liang... my mother, she still has mental problems. Are you sure you can trust their words?"

"I just wanted to talk about her paranoia." Huo Yang snapped his fingers, "Let's talk about this first. Normally, it's unacceptable, but Yu Liangtu is still a big coward, what he said when the knife rested on his neck, Always believe it."

"...You threatened him?" Ye Lang frowned, of course it wasn't because his brother actually did such things as threats and intimidation, "You didn't do this, did you? Was it that little... little pig last time, you have been fighting all the time?" hang out with him?"

"It was he who insisted on pestering me." Seeing that the situation was not good, Huo Yang moved the subject with a wave of his hand, "The point is, even though this kind of thing happened, your parents have been married for seven or eight years after all. You're still so young, so you won't get into a divorce. Both your mother and Yu Liangtu said that your father didn't want a divorce at first, but Ye Heling stepped in and insisted on asking for a divorce. Your father had no choice but to divorce—— Don't rush to refute, just listen to me."

"Yu Liangtu didn't gamble at cards at first. He said that about four or five years before Yu Liangyue's divorce, he happened to see someone set up a poker stall on the overpass, and he went over to gamble a few times out of curiosity, and they won all. The stall owner not only He didn't find anything to do with him, and took him to a small underground casino, which is called "32 stalls" in slang. He found that as long as he followed the stall owner, he was always lucky, and he could always win four or five thousand to go home. 'Thirty-two gear' gambled all the way to the 'day gear' with millions of dollars in cash flow. Later, his luck gradually became less favorable, and the boss became more and more angry with him, but he was completely involved at that time."

"And your mother's delusional disorder——" When Huo Yanggang brought Yu Liangyue back from the forced rehabilitation center, he had seen this aunt's unconstrained ability, and she could judge poisoning and genetic cancer from the slight yellowing of spinach leaves. , the vast place can weave a whole great conspiracy of human history, and truly "look down at the soil and look up at the sky", and has the potential to be a great writer.

"Her other nonsense, just listen to it. But she always said that there is a pinhole camera in the place where she lives." Huo Yang said, "I was annoyed at the beginning, no matter how much I persuaded her, she didn't listen, just this one I’m very stubborn in my point of view. I’m your little… er, Uncle Pig, and I ran to the old house she’d sold and searched thoroughly, in front of her, to reassure her—it turned out to be true. Cam out."

He compared a shape the size of a fingernail, "Ten. A house with two bedrooms and two halls, ten pinhole cameras."

Ye Lang has been keenly aware of his implication since the first time he mentioned Ye Heling, "You want to say that my grandfather made it?" He raised his eyebrows, "My grandfather designed Yu Liangtu and my mother, By the way, you also designed me in it?"

Huo Yang threw a handful of blueberries into his mouth, chewed and said vaguely: "I'm just guessing. My intention is to let you visit your grandpa less and play with me more, and your mother— This makes me sound like your father."

After he finished speaking, he quacked himself.

Ye Lang didn't seem excited at all when he suddenly had a "dad" with him, and said with a blank face, "Do you know Ye Chongzhi?"

"Of course I know." Huo Yang said, "The founding hero, the top leader of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the old grandmother who carried forward your family. I still know this gossip."

Ye Lang hummed, "Actually, Ye Chongzhi is not my great-grandmother, but my grandfather's mother. In fact, it's not her, but another woman from a small family. My grandfather also admires Ye Chongzhi very much. I don't know if he thinks he is her." Dear son, it’s actually not, it’s just a nephew.”

"And then?" It's also gossip, Huo Yang is much more comfortable listening to him than listening to Ye Han, but his thoughts froze for a moment.

"My grandfather also lost his parents when he was a child. His mother also played cards and smoked opium, and finally quit drugs and died."

"..." Huo Yang pinched a blueberry, and it took him a long time to remember to put it in his mouth.

The two were silent for a while.

Ye Lang knows some tea ceremony, and Ye Heling taught him to drink freshly brewed tea, which is the very hot and fresh first sip of the tea leaves that have just been brewed in boiling water. s reason.His taste was meticulously cultivated and picky, but now he suddenly didn't want to care so much, and lowered his head to take a big sip of the black tea that was so strong that it was bitter.

"Lang Lang, let me ask you something."

"Tell me." Ye Lang drank a few mouthfuls of the tasteless black tea.

Huo Yang looked at him, "I know that 'homework' is something everyone has to do. Apart from that, is there anything about Ye Heling... that makes you feel like he is deliberately cultivating your behavior?"

"..." The boy lowered his eyes, and the light cast down from above cast a long shadow on his cheek.He was silent for a while this time, but he still raised his eyes.

Ye Lang's words were a bit difficult, as if it took a lot of effort to say these few words, "Yes. He is... extraordinarily, extraordinarily ruthless to me."

This "ruthless" was said very lightly, but it hit Huo Yang's heart heavily, and even the fist placed by his side was silently clenched, "... What's the specific matter?"

Ye Lang shook his head, his face looked a little pale, he raised his head and finished drinking the black tea, regardless of whether he got the lemon core and tea root or not, he swallowed it all at once, and put the teacup on the table.

But even if Ye Lang didn't say anything, Huo Yang could guess something.

In just two or three years, his temperament changed drastically.Depressed, intense, regardless of the toughness of gritting teeth, and the fierceness that often flashes past and hurts others and oneself, every time it erupts, the tip of the iceberg of negative emotions is enough to make people horrified.From being able to scold a child with excellent psychological quality like Ye Lang until he collapsed, to a Sanda teacher who dared to beat his students until their bodies were covered in bruises, Ye Heling kept suppressing him and shaping him.

Does he think that people are like coal and iron, as long as they are forged hard, they will be able to forge fine steel?

Humans are such subtle and complicated creatures, with different grades and different grades. How could Ye Heling think that he can synthesize a most satisfying offspring just like a chemical equation?

What is he himself?

Huo Yang stood up abruptly and took a few breaths of air.He got up so quickly that the blood all over his body seemed to rush to his head, and a large piece of gold stars appeared in front of his eyes, and it took him a while to barely recover.

"Lang Lang, listen to me." He pinched his jaw hard, and there was still a little buzzing in his ears, "The right of inheritance, if you..."

In the middle of speaking, some warm liquid gushed out of the nasal cavity.Huo Yang didn't pay attention, but saw Ye Lang's face change, and he stood up quickly, "Brother!"

"Huh?" He lowered his head and wiped it, squinting his eyes, only to see the bright red on the back of his hand.

Huo Yang took out two pieces of paper and wiped them casually, then rolled up two rolls and stuffed them into his nostrils, "It's okay, the sky is too dry."

Ye Lang originally wanted to drag him to the bathroom, but his brother was also a stubborn cow when he got up, and rolled directly on the sofa, as if a root had grown under his buttocks, and he insisted on finishing his thoughts first, "I said Do you care about that inheritance right? It’s not just a few broken money, a few vacancies, I can afford you. Look, there’s still so much left over from the alimony that Brother Fatou paid me last time. Listen to me, Don't ask for it, go to school well, do what you like..."

Ye Lang's current focus is not on this matter at all, "Shut up. Try another sentence?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't support me in the future, I will support you for the rest of my life..." Huo Yang was talking non-stop, but in the middle of the conversation, he suddenly felt wrong, "What did you just say?"

"Let me say," Ye Lang pinched his face with a very serious expression, "What time do you usually go to bed, how much water do you drink? Do you exercise or not, what do you eat?"

Huo Yang clicked his tongue, "Nosebleed, why are you nervous, my eldest girl?"

Ye Lang looked at his deep black eyes. When he looked closely, there were two touches of blue and black under the eyelids, and there were tiny bloodshot eyes on the eyeballs when the eyelashes blinked. He said solemnly, "Brother, I will listen to what you say, and I will listen to you." Not necessarily do it but I will listen. You have to take care of yourself too, understand?"

"Understood." With this embarrassing expression on his face, this person dared to smile playfully, his face was so thick that no knife could pierce it. "My big baby will hurt people. Will you come to see your mother with me tomorrow?"

"No, in two days." Ye Lang put his hand away, turned around and went to the kitchen, took out Huo Yang's big beer cup, took out a large cup of warm water, and stuffed it into his hand.

Then turned around and left.

While Huo Yang was drinking water, he heard the sound of the refrigerator door opening in the kitchen, followed by the sound of a pile of things being smashed into the trash can, which made his eyebrows twitch wildly, but he didn't dare to make a sound, and focused on drinking.

His German beer, Lijiao, Johnnie Walker.His Coke Sprite Mirinda...his frozen pizza and pasta, quick boiled udon, aged dry sushi...

Huo Yang could only pray that he would not become murderous, and rush to his room to search for all the instant noodles he hid in the closet—then there would be no way out.

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After counting, it seems that the day when Uncle Huo loses his virginity is not far away

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