The Wind of China Entertainment 2005

Chapter 261 Rupture
After chatting with Zhu Yawen for a few words, the little nephew beside him started howling at the top of his lungs.

The old woman poked her head out of the kitchen, looked at the time, and said, "Xiao Yuan, make some milk powder for Chestnut."

Lu Yuan tugged on Yaoyao's braid and ordered, "Go and get your brother's milk bottle."

The little guy was very obedient and climbed down from the wooden horse smoothly.

Duzui kissed his younger brother's cheek, then stretched out his hand like a little adult and smoothed the dull hair on his head: "Be good, don't cry."

Then he swung his arms and got into the bedroom, and soon rushed to his uncle holding the bottle.

I guess I forgot to wash it after drinking it in the morning. The bottle looked dirty and there was some condensation stuck to the wall of the bottle.

Lu Yuan got up and walked to the bathroom.

The mouth of the bottle is too small, so I won’t be able to find anything that I can put my hands in to clean it.

Walking around the living room twice, looking around, I accidentally noticed my nephew's clenched fists.

He looked at it with his fleshy hand, made two gestures at the mouth of the bottle, and then stuffed it in with the little thing's confused eyes.

First turn it to the left twice, then turn it to the right twice, and finally push and pull it back and forth. The size is really suitable.

"Chestnut, you have to know that there is no free lunch in the world. If you want to get it, you must pay first."

Lu Yuan felt that as an uncle, he had the responsibility and obligation to instill in his nephew the idea of ​​​​rewarding for hard work.

The little guy squatted aside, his little body, his head tilted, his mouth slightly open, feeling very strange.

She stared closely at the white flowers inside the bottle, rolled her eyes, turned around and ran into the bedroom. When she came out, she was holding the small kettle she used in kindergarten.

"Uncle, I need to wash this too."

Lu Yuan took it and said to his silly little nephew: "Don't be sad, don't be sad. Sooner or later, I have to help your sister work, so we should practice our skills first."

This kid probably thought it was quite fun. When Lu Yuan pinched his carrot finger and inserted it into the pacifier, he grinned with joy and even kicked the two jio.

The old woman was busy in the kitchen, but she kept her ears open. There was no movement from the living room for a long time, so she peeked out the door.

The good guy walked out with a spoon: "Lu Yuan, I have to chop you up today!"

"Fuck, sister, if you have something to say, please tell me."

"Have you ever played with your nephew like this?"

"It hurts, it hurts, Lu Jia, I'm warning you, if you pick my ears again, I won't hit you back. It's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong, please be gentle, it's really wrong."

"Fuck off."

"boom!"

The word "福" on the door is faintly shaking.

Lu Yuan rubbed his ears and murmured in his heart that the old woman was most likely going through menopause early.

How else to explain that as a mother of two children, she is still so vulgar, arrogant and unreasonable.

He looked at the door of his house opposite, but he didn't want to go in.

He took out his cell phone and took a look. He didn't know what Liu Shishi was busy with. She didn't reply for a long time.

I dug out the chat history with Zhu Yawen, and there was a hint of frustration in every line of this bird's words.

It's probably a relationship problem.

When he went downstairs, he paid attention to his surroundings and was secretly relieved when he didn't see any reporters in ambush.

A few days ago, the property management increased the salary of the doorman. As long as the salary is paid, the paparazzi will have to kneel down when they come. Now it is difficult for outsiders to sneak in.

Lu felt inexplicably ashamed when the paparazzi revealed that the "No. [-] youngster in the Mainland" was kicked out of the house by his sister by his ears.

How about a film with a salary of tens of millions, or record-breaking ratings?
You were kicked out of the house by your sister by the ears.

This is a dilapidated residential building. The outer wall has fallen off, exposing the pitted inner skin. The protective windows are covered with traces of time.

The curtains were opened with a swish, and colorful light broke into the bedroom. Lu Yuan squinted his eyes involuntarily.

The room was in a mess, the stools were tilted here and there, the quilt on the bed was curled up in the corner, and the sofa was piled with changed clothes and socks.

Luo Jin came in from the door carrying two bags and shouted, "Someone, please move the things on the table."

Zhu Yawen stood up. He was very decadent. He was wearing a wrinkled white T-shirt. His hair had not been washed for several days and was sticky on his forehead. "Where's the rag? Get a rag and wipe it."

"Damn it, this rag hasn't been used for a long time. It's much harder than yours."

On a May day, the three of them were quarreling and busy cleaning up their affairs, sweating profusely.

"Pfft, cheers!"

While drinking beer and eating braised vegetables, Lu Yuanshui expressed his doubts: "Tell me, what is the situation and why did you move out by yourself?"

Zhu Yawen grinned slightly and explained: "Moving out gives me more freedom. I can wake up whenever I want and no one will care about me. It's comfortable."

"You damn duck has a tough mouth." Luo Jin curled his lips: "Isn't it just that I had a quarrel with Yutong? It's not the first day you know her temper. If it were my girlfriend, if she dared to cause trouble, I would keep her from getting out of bed the next day. .”

Lu Yuan choked, glared at him, and mocked: "Does Li Man know you are such a braggart?"

Luo Jin said awkwardly: "Can you please not mention this? It's been several months since we two were involved."

This guy is a disgrace, the girl has no regard for a poor boy like him.

Lu Yuan ignored him and continued: "Yutong is a typical sharp-tongued person with a sharp mouth and a soft heart. He is probably regretting it now, so hurry up and comfort him."

Zhu Yawen waved his hand: "This time is different from before, both of us can feel it."

"Is it possible that she has a crush on someone else?"

"No."

"Then you're attracted to someone else."

Zhu Yawen rolled his eyes: "Am I that bad in your hearts?"

It has been seven or eight years since he and Pan Yutong started dating in college. Although his career has gradually taken off in the past two years, he was not less favored by the girl in the early stage.

If brothers want to make peace rather than break up, they would rather tear down a hundred temples than tear down a single relationship between brothers.

Besides, Pan Yutong only had a bad temper, but he was a first-rate good person.

Lu Yuan took out his cell phone and said: "Then stop talking nonsense, call her over, and tell her clearly what you have to say in person."

Luo Jin nodded in approval: "Yes, quarreling at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed. Although I am temporarily single, I think this is feasible, unless you can't."

Zhu Yawen: "."

He shook his head and said dejectedly: "Forget it, stop fighting, there's no need, we already know what's going on between us, let's drink and drink."

Lu Yuan and Luo Jin looked at each other, shook their heads vaguely at the same time, and said nothing more.

In fact, they both understand the real crux of the matter.

As Zhu Yawen became popular and often went out to film, the two lovers spent less and less time together.

Because of the huge family background gap between the two, online public opinion aroused.

Zhu Yawen has a high self-esteem and cannot stand the idea of ​​being a spoiler, and is unwilling to rely on Pan Yutong's family background all the time.

Therefore, he desperately accepted the role and tried to prove his worth through hard work.

Pan Yutong hoped that Zhu Yawen could spend more time with her and give her more care and security.

She doesn't care about her boyfriend's fame and wealth, she only cares about their relationship and future.

Conflicts arise, and it is difficult to say who is right and who is wrong.

The three fell into silence, with only the sound of chopsticks hitting the wall.

Luo Jin picked up the peanuts that fell on the table and asked casually: "Is Sword and Sword III going to start airing soon?"

"Well, next month."

He asked again: "Speaking of the photo you posted in the group last time, what was the name of the descendant of Nuwa? It's been so long that I forgot."

Lu Yuan: →_→

Zhu Yawen: ←_←

(End of this chapter)