Chapter 13:

Chapter Thirteen
The world will not stop turning because of Wen Yu's sadness.
On the third day of returning to the villa, Wen Yu's body was just fine. Three days of intermittent low fever faded, making him lose weight, his complexion became unhealthy white, no blood on his face, and the whole person looked spirited.
When Zhao Zheng pushed the door in, he saw Wen Yu half lying on the bed and staring out of the window. He didn't say anything. He walked straight over, opened the quilt, and said coldly, "Go for a walk."
Wen Yu was very obedient and nodded his head and walked away wearing slippers.
The housekeeper at the door handed over his coat, Zhao Zheng took it, and dressed Wen Yu himself. Wen Yu looked up at Zhao Zheng's chin. Uncle Zhao's chin line was very cold. At first glance, he was not a good speaker, and it was true that he usually treated other people.
The two went out and went down the path to the back garden. No one said anything along the way.
The weather is really good today. The rare warm winter sun shines on the flowers and grass, exuding light.
"Why are you so good to me?" Wen Yu looked up at Zhao Zheng and suddenly said.
Zhao Zheng's footsteps didn't stop. He wrapped Wen Yu's shoulders and looked straight ahead, his voice still indifferent.
"you're worth it."
Wen Yu didn't expect this answer. He thought about many reasons, and he had a reason to feel at ease, but these three words were spoken from Zhao Zheng's mouth, and they were particularly convincing, as if he was special in Zhao Zheng's heart.
"Actually, I'm scared." Wen Yu lowered his head, and then looked up at Zhao Zheng. "Can I make this a home?"
"I said that this is your home." Zhao Zheng said toughly.
Wen Yu had a smile on his face and thought quietly in his heart that he would do his best to treat Uncle Zhao in his life.
I do n’t know if it ’s a long walk or sunshine. Wen Yu felt a little hot and took Zhao Zheng ’s arm. He smiled and said,
Uncle, I ’m hungry. Is it good to drink sweet soup today?

Zhao Zheng looked at Wen Yu with a smile, his brilliant eyes, and his hardened facial features softened, saying, "Okay."
There was indeed a sweet fruit soup on the lunch table. Zhao Zheng, who had always disliked sweets, also drank a bowl. Wen Yu's mouthful of white teeth smiled, staring at Zhao Zheng as if he was very strange.
Zhao Zheng patted Yu Yu's head, "Have a good meal."
"Eat it."
The butler saw a smile on Master's face and couldn't help being relieved. He looked at the master and grabbed a piece of pineapple gourrou meat and ate it. His eyes widened, thinking that the master seemed to have changed.
After eating, Zhao Zheng and Wen Yu sat in the living room, reading books and reading documents.
Wen Yu sat for a while, and looked at the landline on the table next to him. When he recovered, he moved his gaze back to the book, but he couldn't read the contents of the book, and swept back to the landline.
"Just do whatever you want." Zhao Zheng, who was looking at the document, didn't say so coldly.
"I want to call my mother." Wen Yu said.
Hearing the words, Zhao Zheng paused, closed the documents, and sharpened his eyes, but Wen Yu didn't notice, holding his face very seriously and said, "I'll fight one."
The phone was dialed in his hand, and the hand holding the receiver was a little tighter, showing that Wenyu was also nervous. He thought about a lot of words, but when the phone was picked up and he heard a familiar voice, Wenyu calmed down instantly. .
"Mom, I'm in Beijing."
"I heard you quarreled with your father that night."
There was silence for both sides.
After speaking out, Wen Yu relaxed, and the next words came out naturally.
"I have grown up now and can take care of myself and have a job as a tutor. I can earn my living expenses and tuition fees in the future. After that, my life may be very busy and I won't go back."
Pause.
"You take care of the things at home." Wen Yu's voice choked up a little, "Mom, thank you and Dad."
"Goodbye."
Wen Yu knew that after saying goodbye, it was really hard to see.
Silence in the earpiece for a long time, Wen Yu was disappointed in his heart, he planned to hang up the phone, and heard a choked voice across the face, "Xiao Yu, live a good life."
"it is good."
The phone hung up, and it seemed that the hope was completely gone. The family he had been growing for 20 years was completely cut off.
My heart was empty, but it was also easier. Wen Yu got up and sat next to Zhao Zheng, cross-legged and smiled about his plan.
"I plan to go to work in the winter vacation, and now it is almost two months, I should be able to earn tuition, and I have also saved some. I want to buy him a gift after the small Legao exam next year."
"Gift?" Zhao Zhengdao said.
Wen Yu nodded and said seriously: "If they weren't there, I might be dead, or I might be in an orphanage. They didn't lack me. I don't have any money now, and I might return something small."
Zhao Zheng looked at Wen Yu's eyes deep, and then smiled.
Worthy of it ...
Since then, Wen Yu has completely figured it out and is actively busy looking for a job. Zhao Zheng sees Wen Yu's enthusiasm and spirit, so he does not intend to intervene and regards this as Wen Yu's toy.
The next day, Wen Yu smiled and said good news at the dinner table.
"I got a job, uncle."
Zhao Zheng nodded and asked, "What work?"
"An English institution is a teacher." Wen Yu said with a smile. "Now the students haven't taken a vacation, some of them are busy during this time."
Zhao Zheng didn't really care about this. He reached out and scooped up a bowl of soup with Wen Yu, saying, "Just be happy."
Wenyu got up at 6:30 the next day, ate breakfast, and hurried to the car to work. When Zhao Zheng came down, when he saw the empty living room, he could not help frowning and asked: "Wen Yu?"
"Master is out, Master." The butler said respectfully.
Zhao Zheng nodded and said nothing, but looked closely at the air-conditioning between Meiyu.
At half past seven, the black car stopped outside the door of the training institution.
Carrying his schoolbag, Wen Yu pushed the car door and said, "Brother, I will go first." He hurried to the institution. As soon as he arrived at the company, he wasn't taking a breath. The team leader in charge threw a handful of flyers to Wen Yu, urging: "Come on."
Holding a pile of flyers, he ran to the school planned yesterday. Wen Yu is talking about teachers. In fact, he is responsible for soliciting students, distributing leaflets at the entrances of various school communities, setting up recurring stalls and introducing their institutions.
He arrived at the school gate at 7:40, when the parents of the students sent their children to the school one after another, still staying still. Wen Yu's breath was not stable, holding the leaflet in one hand and started working.
He was tall and handsome. He stood out at the door and attracted attention. There was a smile on his face. He also brought home tutors. He knew what parents wanted. Parents gathered around and left their contact information.
There is a commission for his work. Wen Yu was very dedicated, waiting for the parents at the entrance of the elementary school to leave, and then went to the entrance of the community to make publicity.
Behind the shoulders was photographed, Wen Yu was startled and turned back to see Gao Yang.
"It's really you. I looked at it from afar, but didn't you go home?" Gao Yang sat opposite.
Wen Yu stopped the chopsticks in his hand and said, "Some things may not go back in the future."
Gao Yang's eyes widened. For two years, his friend knew what kind of love Wen Wen had. If he could say this, something must have happened, but when Wen Yu buried his head in the face, he knew that this guy didn't want to say, and he stopped asking. See the flyer next to it.
"My work, does your sister want to go to cram school?" Wen Yu smiled and looked up.
"You are really dedicated." Gao Yang didn't know what to say. He also called the bowl of noodles to eat and said, "I'll ask my mom when I turn around."
What would you think of afterwards, she put down her chopsticks and looked at Wenyu diligently. Wenyu was stared at the scalp with numbness, "Don't look at me with this look."
"How do you get home from work?"
"Bring Brother to pick up, the house is too far away and there is no bus-" Wen Yu said stop here, looked at Gao Yang, knowing this boy's idea.
Sure enough, he laughed and asked, "Are you still recruiting people there?"
The prime time for winter vacation tutoring institutions is naturally short of people. Gao Yang has a good appearance and is most likely to coax girls. The female team leader said that she is now determined and said directly: "Then you and Wenyu group will start in the afternoon and count you for a long time."
In the afternoon, it is much easier to work with high-spirited partners, mainly because it is not boring.
It cooled down at 7 o'clock in the evening and was blowing in the wind.
Wen Yu and Gao Yang were tidying up the booth, sorting out the telephones collected today, and contacting them one by one in their free time tomorrow, about free lessons for interested customers. In the villa on the other side, the heating is like spring, but the air pressure in the room is colder than outside.
In a huge space, the housekeeper's servants stood by the table, no one dared to speak, and his head was trembling with his head down.
Zhao Zheng put down the chopsticks in his hand, but he didn't make much noise, but the housekeeper next to him shivered and lowered his head.
The table full of rich dishes, no different from the past, is very fine, but in Zhao Zheng's eyes, it is not good everywhere. His tone was cold, "Let Meng Tian pick it up."
"Yes, Master." The butler stooped and stepped back to spread the word.
Here, Wen Yu didn't know that he had made him uncle Zhao unhappy. After finishing the report, he packed up his schoolbag and followed Gao Yang to go downstairs. He asked, "How do you go home?"
"I don't worry about going back to the house without watching you get in the car." Gao Yang said seriously, staring at the traffic on the road, looking for something. It took two minutes to see the familiar vehicle. Wen Yu was still running fast, and he reached the side of the road, straightening his waist.
Wen Yu saw half of Jiang's face exposed in the car, and then looked at the station as if he was standing tall and could not laugh.
Gao Yang over there said hello, "Hi, Master, what a coincidence."
Wen Yu hurried over, or he would open the door for him. The only thing that was bad in the family was that everyone had too many manners and rules. He was really not used to it.
"Brother, would you please send Gao Yang home first?" Wen Yu intentionally helped.
Mongolian looked flat, and said, "Master, I will take you home first, my husband is already waiting for you." He glanced again at the uninvited, already sitting in the co-pilot's high, "I will this little poplar I sent it back in person. "
The author has something to say:
I am now full-time, the pressure is really a bit heavy, I plan to save some manuscripts to open a new pit, this will not be changed, but can only achieve 3,000 days a day, I hope you are happy to see.
The Mongolian driver and Xiao Yangshu mainly rely on your brain to make up
Good night little chicks ~