Chapter 244: Reasoning, resonance, today is not yesterday.

Aunt Chu's face was wonderfully pale.

Everyone in the silo has a self-contained set of rules of human interaction in their hearts.

It is reasonable to say that she will not go to provoke the age of the young man, 16, 7 years old, it is the age of blood, heaven and earth are not afraid of, anxious, sleeves rolled up, the king of heaven dare to beat.

But Ying Lou is different.

He is not quite the same as all the other kids in the silo, gentle and modest, well-mannered. He never blends in with the smoke and mirrors of the silo. He is always upwardly orchid-like energy, always make people ashamed of themselves.

He is indeed "other people's children", but to be other people's children for a long time, not only the children who are always compared with him, even the parents who compare their children, there are inevitably thorns in the heart.

So, Aunt Chu was even a little happy when she saw the semiconductor that used to belong to her family on Ying Lou's windowsill.

--There's really a wormhole in that orchid.

The reason she dares to chew Ying Lou's words behind her back is because Ying Lou has no father and no mother, and Ying Lou's sister-in-law and aunt are sullen, while he himself is mild-mannered and good-tempered, so when he catches such a good opportunity, it is simply itchy not to say a few words to such a soft victim.

Because of this, found Ying Lou dare to justifiably choke back, Aunt Chu time mouth stammered, bashful face red, even the words can not be complete.

"Aunt Chu, I have all the receipts from the scrapyard." Ying Lou said, "You should stop. Ying Lou said, "You should stop. If you say something in private next time and I hear you, you will be more embarrassed than today."

Aunt Chu finally came back to her senses: "You don't have to scare people! Do you think the police will care about this shit?"

"Aunt Chu, the police don't care, there are still courts." Ying Lou said gently, "I'm 16 years old, have an independent income, and am legally considered a person of full civil capacity. I don't have to go through my sister-in-law to appeal your destruction of my reputation. If the first trial doesn't work, we'll go to the second trial, and if the second trial doesn't work, I'll appeal again. I am still young, my reputation is gone, this life is ruined, you think, for my own sake, I will easily forget."

Aunt Chu has panicked, so she had to brace herself and talk tough: "If you want to sue, sue, go ahead! Whoever does not sue is a grandson! I tell you, you do not fool me, the lawsuit will have to go through relations, pay a lot of money! Go ahead and sue if you can. I don't care what the verdict is, I won't even give you a hair anyway!"

Ying Lou smiled: "Earned money is not to spend it, I do not mind this. Besides, this lawsuit money, in the end, you pay for me, it is not certain. If you don't appear in court, you are giving up your defense; if you don't pay the money, you will lose your trust in the future, which will affect your own son, who may not even be allowed to take the civil service exam. Of course, you may not care about this. But since you are willing to be the joke of the building, I naturally do not have to stop. Do you think so?"

His set of half-truths provoked Aunt Chu to panic.

The civil service is the "iron rice bowl" in the minds of the older generation of parents, who want to smash the reservation of the rice bowl, that really is a big thing.

Aunt Chu panic, head up, found seven or eight heads are lying on the second floor corridor side, full of inquisitive eyes.

Of the seven or eight heads, one with a shaved head of hairy inches saw the situation and quickly retreated.

Aunt Chu immediately found a lifeline: "Bunny, you are dead ah? Didn't you hear what he said about you-mother?!"

Aunt Chu's youngest son was caught in flagrante delicto and had to go downstairs with a bitter face, tugging Aunt Chu's flowery sleeve head and pulling it home: "Mom, don't be embarrassed, okay?"

Aunt Chu has suffered a bear loss, how can she stand her son's demolition, with a crying voice pounced on her son: "How did I give birth to such a wimp as you? What? Your mother is being bullied, you will cower back, what kind of man are you?

"That's not how it works." Ying Lou spoke calmly, "If he grew up like you, he would not be a man."

Ying Lou has always been the big brother of the children in the silo, this time, Aunt Chu's youngest son was already by his mother's nonsense to raise his head in the building, and now by the subject of a sentence to the face, he wanted to nestle his head into the neck, so he had to pull his mother: "Mom, go home, no more... ..."

But Aunt Chu knows that this retreat of her own, less than tomorrow, can become the laughing stock of the silo.

She is almost 50 people, by a high school student bear can not find the north, if this spread, then she can be considered a net loss of face net.

In the midst of a stalemate with her youngest son, Aunt Chu turned her face and saw someone, her eyes lit up, and she hastily waved her hand: "Tianhao! Come here! Come here!"

The youngest son took a look at his big brother's preference to come back at this time, his head rose up a circle.

Their father went to work in the city, and the mother was able to roam the silo, mostly because she had her oldest son as a talisman.

The younger son shouted in his heart to be finished, Aunt Chu has shaken him off and walked quickly in the direction of the older son.

The eldest son is in his early twenties and works at a nearby power plant, a brave and aggressive master. He got off his bike, lifted up his white sweatshirt and wiped the sweat off his forehead, listened sideways to Aunt Chu's complaint for a while, and his face gradually became unpleasant.

The youngest son was anxious and came to Ying Lou: " Brother Ying Lou, this ......"

Ying Lou soberly unbuttoned the cuffs of the thin long sleeves and pulled them up a few times.

He said, "Things always work out."

Seeing that Ying Lou had no intention of giving up, the younger son rushed to his brother's side and tried to mediate, but was pushed away by a large hand.

The tall man stared grimly at Ying Lou: "Kid, how are you talking to my mother?"

Ying Lou's not at all aggressive gaze fell on the tall man, a precise analysis of all the weaknesses in his body.

He said calmly, "I am speaking sense."

"What the fuck kind of reasoning?" The eldest son stepped forward and rudely interrupted him, "I'll show you today, what is reason!"

"Yeah." Ying Lou tilted her head slightly, looked him in the eyes, and said approvingly, "I'd like to hear about it."

Ying Lou took two minutes to reason with him easily.

The opponent is big, but really not a competent fighter.

Because of the magnitude of the punch, his face was ushered in faster than the punch.

Ying Lou made a hollow fist, hit him in the jaw, and while his face was tilted to the side, a reverse heel hook easily took him to the ground.

Ying Lou didn't go away, but took two gentlemanly steps back and looked down at him.

His opponent's temper was half gone, so he got up, changed his fist into a leg, and kicked Ying Lou in the waist and abdomen.

Ying Lou side bowed, easily dodged, and then he put a hand on his knee, and then a reverse heel hook, dropped him in the same position, and then did not move again.

The discerning eye can see that this is the Lou family's children to save face.

If Ying Lou had really done it, I'm afraid Aunt Chu's oldest son could have been whacked out of an endocrine disorder.

Aunt Chu was asking her son to take it out on her, but now that she saw him suffer, she wouldn't do it. She pounced on Ying Lou and tried to hug him, but Ying Lou dodged her and said gently, "Aunt Chu, I'm still young, so please behave yourself."

The two sons did not react to what they meant, but Aunt Chu held her face purple.

The snickers around the eating and laughing, simply put her on the fire.

With a sobbing voice, she pulled her eldest son, who was still trying to get up, and yelled at Ying Lou, "You're so shameless! You hit my son, wait, I'll call the police!"

Ying Lou was courteous: "Please. I have a cell phone here."

Aunt Chu: "......"

Aunt Chu jumped in to interrupt, but it gave her oldest son a step.

When Ying Lou fought, he realized that the other party was a skilled fighter, he was no match for this kid, he couldn't fight, he could only be walked around, he couldn't enter, he couldn't retreat, he was embarrassed.

He was remorseful and angry, and did not know how to stop, Aunt Chu howled out this voice, but also transferred part of his anger.

For this kind of social people, if you can't beat them, call the police, the degree of shame is no less than "I'll call my father to beat you".

The eldest son pushed his mother away and got up angrily: "What are you calling the police? Kid, if you're a man, if you're good enough, we'll have a fight some day!"

Ying Lou rationalized, "No, it's better to call the police. We can just talk about the matter of my reputation."

Older son: "......"

Aunt Chu: "......"

Ying Lou saw two people's anger was so evenly eliminated, one wilted, and did not intend to continue to circle with them.

...... He also has Koike to take care of.

He put down his sleeves, and politely took out his cell phone: "Aunt Chu, Brother Tianhao, what just happened, I have recorded the video. Since you guys don't call the police, I'll do what I think. ...... Excuse me."

After saying that, he no longer cared how embarrassed a woman and two men of the Chu family behind him, turned around on his own and walked towards his home.

As she walked near the door of her house, Ying Lou noticed a figure in the window, looking out from the window.

He gave a silent laugh and deliberately increased the sound of his footsteps.

Sure enough, the door came a stampede of footsteps running away from near.

He pushed open the door and saw Xiaochi Chi, who had not had time to hide his eavesdropping foxtail, flopping face down on top of the messy covers, forcing himself to pretend to sleep.

Ying Lou gently closed the door with her foot to shut out all the noise and discussion outside, and came forward, picked up the corner of the quilt and carefully ran a thread through it, then rolled it up along the thread, and little by little, rolled Xiaochi Chi into a sushi.

Xiaochi Chi's heart was pounding.

Ying Lou, through the blanket, took a finger and lightly poked the heart: "Warning, disturbing."

Xiaochi Chi opened one eye: "Did you?"

Ying Lou smiled and lifted his other hand, pointing to his heart: "...... resonated."

Xiaochi Chi gave a vain "ch" and closed her eyes again, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Ying Lou pokes this red Arctic shell sushi, causing Xiaochi Chi, who is trying to pretend to be asleep, to pop up a little more, "Lou, when did you learn to fight?"

Ying Lou stopped his hand and stared at it with a pensive frown.

He doesn't actually remember.

After being formatted, he looked for his previous schedule and found that he dedicated a day during his host's mission break to go to the system workout room and practice fighting all day.

This habit just keeps on going.

...... Why exactly did he learn to fight.

Ying Lou lowered his eyes and asked instead of answering, "What do you want to eat tonight? Lou will make it for you."

Xiaochi Chi immediately ordered the dish, "Noodles with shredded pork and egg."

He got up and went to check the refrigerator for eggs, leaving Xiaochi Chi under the blanket and looking around.

He had a clean, clear glass of water at his bedside, the latest issue of National Geographic, and nearly five years of geographic magazines under his bed, all properly tied with thin string.

There was the familiar fresh scent of lemon in the blanket, the aroma of Ying Lou's usual shampoo.

In the world where Xiaochi Chi came from, despite all his efforts, he was unable to retain this taste.

The smell in the quilt disappeared a little bit with time, yet it was extra strong at this moment.

The faint sour aroma of lemon melted into his heart, making Xiaochi Chi's heart soften and sink in.

To prevent himself from dipping too deep, he had to force himself to think about what to do with Shoucheng Zhu.

He is not that isolated and uninitiated teenager, he knows which way to go, which way not to go.

Soon, the beginnings of a plan had emerged in his mind.

Without trying to guess what Xiaochi Chi was thinking, Ying Lou put Xiaochi Chi's school bag on the hook on the wall: "Tomorrow, I'll go to school with you."

Xiaochi Chi took a break from his vision of the plan and looked up at him.

Strangely enough, he looked at the old scene and thought of Lou in his mind in the old days.

But when he looked at the person in front of him, he could clearly distinguish from the way he looked at himself that the person in front of him was 061.

Mature, powerful, gentle and elegant 061, is very different from the Lou in his dream, grown up Lou.

Lou in his dream, all kinds of good, just do not like to grow up he just.

And from the first world to accompany him so far 061, it seems to be true ...... to themselves, there is so little extra affection.

"...... You left class today without a reason, a parent has to explain to the teacher, right?" Ying Lou put on a floral apron and carefully calculated the time according to the wall calendar, "I remember, you have to go to school for three more days for summer vacation. Let's talk about how to get Shoucheng Zhu done. Then, I want to pay you a fourteen-year-old summer vacation."

Ying Lou turned her head, looked at Xiaochi Chi , and said gently, "...... May I have this honor?"