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

Aunt Chu's face was wonderfully colorful.

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

According to reason, she will not go to mess with this age of the big boys, 16, 7 years old, is the blood of the fresh, heaven and earth are not afraid of the age, anxious, sleeves rolled up, heaven and earth would dare to beat.

But Lou Ying is different.

He's not like all the kids in the silo, he's gentle and refined. He never blended in with the fireworks of the silo. He was always upwardly mobile, like an orchid, and always made people feel ashamed of themselves.

It is true that he is "someone else's child", but after being someone else's child for a long time, not only the children who always compare themselves to him, but also the parents who compare themselves to their children will inevitably have a thorn in their hearts.

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

--There really is a wormhole in that orchid grass.

She dared to chew Lou Ying's tongue behind her back because Lou Ying had no father, no mother, and was living under the fringe of others, Lou Ying's sister-in-law and uncle were all bored, and he himself was mild and good-tempered, so he caught such a good opportunity, and if he didn't say something about such a soft persimmon, he would simply be itching to do so.

Because of this, found Lou Ying surprisingly dare to reasonably positive choke back, Aunt Chu a time open-mouthed tongue, bashful skin red, even words are not complete.

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

Aunt Chu finally came back to her senses, "Don't you scare people! Do you think the police will be in charge of this shit?"

"Auntie Chu, the police don't care, there's still the court." Lou Ying said mildly, "I'm 16 years old, I have an independent income, and I'm legally considered a person with full civil capacity. I don't need to go through my sister-in-law's husband to appeal against you for damaging my reputation. The first trial can not we second trial, the second trial can not, I will re-appeal. I'm still young, my reputation is gone, this life will be ruined, you think, for my own sake, I will easily forget it."

Aunt Chu had already panicked and had to hold her tongue: "If you want to sue, sue, go ahead! Whoever doesn't sue is a grandson! I'm telling you, don't fool me, a lawsuit requires connections and big 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!"

Lou Ying smiled: "Earn money is not to spend, I do not mind this. I don't mind this. Besides, it's not certain that you will pay for this lawsuit and I will pay for it in the end. If you don't appear in court, you are giving up your defense; if you don't pay the compensation, you will lose your credibility in the future, which will affect your own son, and you may not be allowed to take the civil service exam. Of course, you may not care about this. But since you are willing to be a joke in the building, I naturally do not have to stop. You say is not it?"

His set of half-truths and half-falsehoods caused Aunt Chu to panic.

Civil servants are the "iron rice bowl" in the minds of parents of the older generation, who want to smash this booking of the rice bowl, it is really a big deal.

As Aunt Chu panicked, her head lifted and she realized that there were seven or eight heads all sprawled along the second floor corridor, their eyes full of inquisitiveness.

Of the seven or eight heads, one with a shaved, shaggy-inch head quickly retracted at the sight of the situation.

Aunt Chu instantly found a straw to save her life: "Bunny, are you dead? Didn't you hear what he said about your mom?"

Aunt Chu's youngest son was caught in the act, so he had to go downstairs with a bitter face, tugging at Aunt Chu's flowery sleeve head and pulling it towards home: "Mom, don't be ashamed of yourself, okay?"

Aunt Chu ate a bear loss, where can still stand his son to tear down the stage, with a sobbing voice to pounce on his son: "How did I give birth to you such a wimp? How come I gave birth to such a wimp like you? When your mom was bullied, you would shrink back, what kind of a man are you?"

"That's not how it works." Lou Ying, speaking calmly from the sidelines, "It wouldn't be manly if he looked like you."

Lou Ying has always been the big brother in the hearts of the children of the silo, this time, Aunt Chu's youngest son had been his mother's nonsense to raise his head in the building, and now by the owner of the sentence to the face of the dislike, he could not wait to nestle his head into the neck to go, so he had to put down a dead force to pull the old lady: "Mom, go home, do not make trouble... ..."

But Auntie Chu knew that this retreat of hers could turn her into the laughing stock of the silo before tomorrow.

She was almost fifty years old, and she had been bearishly beaten by a high school student, and if word of this got out, then she would have lost all her face.

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

The youngest son took a look at his big brother's return at this time of the year, and his head rose in size.

Their father works in the city, and much of the reason their mother can still run amok in the silo is that she still has her oldest son by her side as a talisman.

The younger son shouted in his heart that it was going to be the end, Auntie Chu had already shaken him off and walked quickly in the direction of the older son.

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

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

Lou Ying, in a gentlemanly manner, unbuttoned the cuffs of his thin long sleeves and pulled them up a couple of times.

He said, "Things have to work out."

The youngest son, seeing that Lou Ying had no intention of laying down, rushed to his brother's side and tried to mediate, only to be pushed right away by a large hand.

The tall man grimaced and stared straight at Lou Ying, "Boy, how do you talk to my mom?!"

Lou Ying s not at all aggressive gaze fell on that tall hanyou, one place precisely analyzing all the soft ribs on his body.

He said calmly, "I speak reason."

"What the fuck kind of reasoning is that?" The oldest son took a step forward and interrupted him roughly, "I'll let you know today, what is reason!"

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

Lou Ying took two minutes to reason with him easily.

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

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

Lou Ying fakes a hollow fist, hits him in the jawline, and while his face is off to the side, a reverse heel hook takes him down to the ground with ease.

Lou Ying didn't walk away, taking two gentlemanly steps back and looking down on him.

Half of his opponent's energy was lost, he climbed up, changed his fist into a leg, and raised his foot to kick Lou Ying's waist and abdomen.

Lou Ying sidesteps and arches his back, easily dodging it before trusting the bend of his knee with another reverse heel hook, dropping him in the same position and then immobilizing him again.

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

If Lou Ying really did it, I'm afraid Auntie Chu's eldest son could be whacked with an endocrine disorder.

Auntie Chu had asked her son to take the heat on her, but now that he had suffered a loss, she was not willing to do so, and jumped up to hug Lou Ying and play tricks on him, but Lou Ying dodged and avoided her, and said gently, "Auntie Chu, I'm still a young man, please respect yourself."

This was said in a sheepish manner, neither son reacted to what it meant, but Aunt Chu held her face purple.

The eating and snickering around her was like holding her over a fire.

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

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

Auntie Chu: "......"

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

With Lou Ying a hand, he was shocked to realize that the other party is a fighting skilled, his own pressure is not the boy's opponent, he can not fight, can only be walked to play, can not enter, can not retreat, a time of embarrassment is difficult to say.

He was remorseful and angry, and didn't know how to stop, when Aunt Chu's voice howled out, and diverted some of his anger.

For this kind of society, calling the police if you can't beat them is as humiliating as "I'll call my father to beat you up".

The eldest son pushed his mom away and got up angrily, "What do you call the police? Kid, if you are a man and capable enough, let's have a fight some other day!"

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

Oldest son: "......"

Auntie Chu: "......"

Lou Ying Seeing that the two men's temperament was thus dissipated, one of them wilted and did not intend to continue circling around with them.

...... He has Xiaochi to take care of.

He lowered his sleeves that were pulled up to the cuffs and courteously took out his cell phone, "Aunt Chu, Brother Tianhao, what just happened, I've already recorded the video. Since you guys don't call the police, I'll do what I want. ...... Excuse me."

After saying that, he no longer cared about how embarrassed the one woman and two men of the Chu family behind him were, and turned himself around, walking towards his own home.

As he walked near his front door, Lou Ying noticed a shadowy figure inside the window, looking out.

He laughed silently and deliberately increased the sound of his footsteps.

Sure enough, there was a stomping sound of footsteps running away from the door from near.

He pushed open the door to see Chi Xiaochi, who was too late to hide his eavesdropping foxtail, flopping face down on top of the disheveled covers and forcing himself to pretend to be asleep.

Lou Ying gently closed the door with his foot, isolating all the noisy chatter outside, came forward, picked up the corner of the quilt, carefully ran a quilt line, and then rolled up the quilt along the line, little by little, and rolled Chi Xiaochi into a sushi.

Chi Xiaochi's heart was pounding.

Lou Ying poked his finger lightly at the heart through the covers, "Warning, spoiler alert."

Chi Xiaochi opens one eye, "Yes?"

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

Chi Xiaochi gave a weak "ch" and reclosed her eyes, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Lou Ying jabbed at this reddish Arctic Shell sushi, causing Chi Xiaochi, who was trying to pretend to be asleep, to venture a little more, "Lou, when did you learn to fight?"

Lou Ying stopped her hand and stared in deep contemplation.

He doesn't actually remember.

After being formatted, he looked for his previous schedule and found that he had dedicated one day of his host's mission breaks to a full day of fighting practice in the system workout room.

The habit just stayed.

...... Why on earth did he learn to fight.

Lou Ying lowered his eyes and asked without answering, "What do you want to eat tonight? Lou will make it for you."

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

That answer was about as close as Lou Ying had guessed, and he got up, going to check the refrigerator for any more eggs, leaving Chi Xiaochi, under the covers, looking around.

At the foot of his bed stood cleaned, clear glass mugs of water, the latest issue of National Geographic, and under the bed were nearly five years' worth of geography magazines, all properly tied with thin string.

There was the familiar scent of lemon under the covers, the aroma of Lou Ying's usual shampoo.

In the world Chi Xiaochi came from, despite all his efforts, he could not retain the flavor.

The smell of the quilt disappeared a little with time, only to become extra strong in this moment.

The faintly sour aroma of lemons was like melting into his heart, making Chi Xiaochi's heart soften and sink in.

In order to avoid dipping himself too deeply, he had to force himself to think about what to do against Zhu Shoucheng.

He is no longer the isolated and uninitiated teenager, he knows which paths work and which ones do not.

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

Lou Ying, without trying to guess what Chi Xiaochi was thinking, put her hand on the hook on the wall for Chi Xiaochi: "Tomorrow, I'll go to school with you."

Chi Xiaochi took a break from envisioning her plan and looked up at him.

Oddly enough, he looked at the old scene and thought of Lou in the old days.

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

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

The Lou of his dreams was good at everything, he just didn't like him when he grew up.

And from the first world to accompany him so far 061, seems to be really ...... to himself, have that little bit of extra sentiment of.

"...... You left the classroom today for no reason, there has to be a parent to explain to the teacher." Lou Ying put on a floral apron and carefully calculated the time according to the wall calendar, "As I recall, you'll be on summer vacation in three more days of school. Let's discuss how to get Zhu Shoucheng done. Then, I want to compensate you for a fourteen year old's summer vacation."

Lou Ying turned, looked over at Chi Xiaochi, and said gently, "...... May I have the honor?"