I’m the Hero, His Brother, Wear It Quickly

Zhuo Yuanjia, a fresh graduate of high school, can find only a tedious summer job, working as a waiter in a fast food restaurant, and paying by the hour.

Yuan Jia worked for a few days and accumulated a certain amount of capital, so he used the capital to buy goods and set up a street stall in the night market to sell some good-selling gadgets, and soon the money rolled in and made more money.

When the summer vacation was over, Yuanjia had already earned a year's tuition and living expenses.

When the university started, Zhuo's mother did not give him much living expenses, but only gave him five hundred yuan: "Zhu Lin also went to university, it is time to spend money, you are not your uncle Zhu's biological son, and you have no relationship with Zhu Lin. Fab, these 500 yuan will save you some money, and if it's not enough, you can do a part-time job by yourself."

Yuan Jia listened to Zhuo's mother's words, smiled, and sneered: "You don't have to give it to me. You can give Zhu Lin this money to thank you. Isn't it a waste to give me living expenses?"

After he finished speaking, he carried his small bag and left without looking back.

Zhuo's mother was stunned with five hundred yuan in her hand, and Zhu's father saw it and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mother Zhuo came back to her senses and said, "It's nothing. Yuanjia, this child, earned money by working during the summer vacation, so she said that he doesn't need to give him living expenses." She changed hands and asked for a few hundred more, and put together a thousand dollars to give to Zhu Lin. , said concernedly, "University is no better than high school. The cost of living in college is higher. Bring a little more money. When you run out, tell me that your father won't give it to me."

Such a motherly face.

Zhu Lin happily put away the money given by Zhuo's mother and said with a smile, "Thank you, mother."

Zhuo's mother's face suddenly blossomed with a smile, as if she could get Zhu Lin to say "Mom", she was willing to spend as much as she wanted.

Seeing this, Zhu's father only complained that Zhuo's mother was too accustomed to Zhu Lin, and took Yuan Jia as an example to teach Zhu Lin: "Your kid spends more than two months at home during the summer vacation, look at your brother, he goes out to work to make money, he doesn't need to Reaching out to us for money. Can't you learn from your brother?"

Zhu Lin muttered: "He likes to work part-time, but I don't."

Zhu Lin's relationship with Zhuo Yuanjia is also relatively estranged. He is also a big-hearted man. He is full of learning and play. He has not noticed Zhuo Yuanjia's embarrassing situation in this family, let alone the seemingly gentle and loving mother Zhuo. How harsh is Zhuo Yuanjia, his own son.

Although living under the same roof, Zhuo Yuanjia seems to be an outsider.

Yuan Jia was like a duck to water in college, accumulating capital to start a business while studying.

He didn't want to suffer from an incurable disease through hard study and work like the original owner, and finally died and left the inheritance to others to enjoy.

But he also doesn't want to live such a poor life under the fence when he can.

Only when you are financially independent can you straighten your back.

Before Yuanjia came to college, she told Zhuo's mother that he didn't need to give him living expenses, but Zhuo's mother really didn't give him a penny, and she didn't even call to care about how he lived without money.

Occasionally, when Zhu Lin remembered to contact him, Yuan Jia could know from Zhu Lin's few words that Zhuo's mother often called and cared about him.

Yuanjia was not jealous at all, but felt worthless for Zhuo Yuanjia.

At the end of the semester and the winter vacation, Yuan Jia received a call from Zhuo's mother and asked him when he would go back.

In the past ten years of the Zhu family, Zhu's father and Zhu Lin have nothing bad for Zhuo Yuanjia, but Zhuo's mother is a hindrance, and because Zhuo Yuanjia has a heavy psychological burden, the relationship has always been Some distance, not close.

But in the past ten years, Zhuo Yuanjia's tuition, books and other expenses were indeed paid by Zhu's father. Zhuo Yuanjia also lived in Zhu's family for ten years, and Zhu's father had brought him up.

Therefore, Yuan Jia did not intend to draw a clear line with the Zhu family, so he stayed away.

Zhuo's mother treated Zhuo Yuanjia like that, why did he expose it so lightly?

Yuan Jia took out some of the money to buy good cigarettes and wine for Zhu's father, and bought a laptop with high configuration for Zhu Lin.

The Zhu family he returned with a gift.

Zhu's father Zhu Lin and Zhuo's mother were very surprised when they saw Yuan Jia, because at this time Yuan Jia was completely different from Zhuo Yuanjia, who was dull, gloomy and thin before. He was tall and tall, handsome in appearance, elegant in temperament, well-dressed and charming. rise.

Yuan Jia ignored Zhuo's mother, smiled close to Zhu's father and Zhu Lin, put the gifts on the table, and said to them, "Uncle Zhu, Zhu Lin, I did some part-time jobs at the university and made some money, I bought you a present to see if you like it or not."

He gave the tobacco and alcohol to Zhu's father, and the computer to Zhu Lin, but they were very happy.

Zhuo's mother, who was on the side, looked at the gifts without her share, and couldn't help asking: "Yuanjia, don't you have a mother?"

Yuan Jia said with a smile: "Mom, I don't have that much money. Of course, I want to buy gifts for Uncle Zhu and Zhu Lin. How can you compete with Uncle Zhu and Zhu Lin?"

The expression on Zhuo's mother's face was a little stiff, and she felt that Yuan Jia's words were familiar.

—Yuanjia, I don’t have that much money in my hand. Of course, I have to buy it for Zhu Lin. Zhu Lin is your uncle Zhu’s son. How can you argue with Zhu Lin?

Yuan Jia didn't pay attention to Zhuo's mother's fragile little heart at all. He turned his head and chatted with Zhu Lin about college life, and he suddenly got closer.

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Yuan Jia came back from vacation to bring gifts to Zhu's father, Zhu Lin, but Zhuo's mother did not, which made Zhuo's mother uncomfortable.

During the Chinese New Year, Yuan Jia generously gave Zhu Lin a red envelope, and sent a red envelope to Zhu's father to express his gratitude.

Zhu's father refused to accept the red envelope: "How can the younger generation give red envelopes to the elders?"

Yuan Jia smiled and said, "You have raised me for ten years. In my heart, you are my other father. Now that I can make money by myself, of course I must honor and honor you."

Zhuo's mother, who did not receive the red envelope, was a little embarrassed to sit next to her.

Father Zhu was a little moved by Yuan Jia's words. He didn't care much about this stepson, but just fulfilled his responsibilities. As a result, the stepson called him uncle on the surface, but he actually regarded him as a father... "Hey, you are too honest, uncle. It was cheeky to accept it.”

Father Zhu said he accepted it, but in fact he turned around and stuffed the money into the red envelope he gave Yuan Jia and returned it to Yuan Jia.

Zhuo's mother didn't receive the red envelope, and sat on the small sofa next to her unhappy, but Zhu's father, Zhu Lin, was a big-hearted master. He didn't notice Zhuo Yuanjia's gloomy mood before, and naturally he won't notice Zhuo's mother now. Unhappy, they played poker with Yuan Jia and had a good time.

The neglected mother Zhuo's mood was even worse.

So when Father Zhu and Zhu Lin went to bed at night, Mother Zhuo pulled Yuan Jia into the kitchen and asked in a low voice, "Yuan Jia, you are so kind to your Uncle Zhu, and I gave you Uncle Zhu a red envelope, but I never saw you give it to me. I'll give you a red envelope? Mom is not short of your red envelope money, it's a matter of heart."

Yuan Jia said: "Mom, I gave Uncle Zhu and Zhu Lin a red envelope because it was not easy for Uncle Zhu to raise me. After all, he is not my father and can still support me for ten years. I have to be grateful. Mom, how can you compare with Uncle Zhu? ?"

Zhuo's mother was so choked that she could not speak.

- It's not easy for your Uncle Zhu to support you. After all, he is not your own father who can support you for so many years. You have to be grateful. How can you compare to Zhu Lin?

Most of what Yuanjia said was what Zhuo's mother said to Zhuo Yuanjia at the beginning, and now Zhuo's mother is naturally irrefutable.

Yuan Jia looked like he wanted to repay the great kindness of the Zhu family, and was far closer and more filial to Zhu's father than to Zhuo's mother.

Father Zhu's back was sore, Yuan Jia also pinched his shoulders and beat his back in person. This scene of filial piety between father and son was particularly dazzling in Mother Zhuo's eyes.

When she went out, others praised her for raising a good son. Everyone praised Yuanjia as a good and filial child. She was so filial and grateful to her stepfather, which was better than her own mother.

Just as these people praised Zhuo's mother as a good stepmother, they praised her for being kind to her stepson, and she was better than her own son.

At the beginning, Zhuo's mother was very happy when she heard these praises, but now Zhuo's mother listened to these people praising Yuanjia for being filial to her stepfather, but she was stuck in her throat.

After the winter vacation, Yuan Jia went to school.

Mother Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief. Although Yuan Jia was at home, she could call him to help with housework, but the relationship between Father Zhu and Yuan Jia was getting better and better these days, and many times she was unable to call him in front of Father Zhu. Yuan Jia worked.

Yuan Jia greeted Zhu's father in front of her, showing filial piety, and especially piercing her heart. Now that people are gone, she is at least invisible.

Unexpectedly, Yuanjia still had a strong sense of existence when he went to school. He called Zhu's father every three or five days to care about his health, chatted with him, and chatted with him to relieve his boredom. He was more filial than Zhu Lin, his own son, and coaxed Zhu's father every day. Hehe.

But he never made a phone call to Zhuo's mother.

This day Yuanjia called Zhu's father again. Zhu's father went to the toilet. Zhuo's mother answered the phone: "Hello, Yuanjia."

Yuan Jia asked, "Mom, why did you answer the call, Uncle Zhu? Give the call to Uncle Zhu, and I'll chat with Uncle Zhu."

Zhuo's mother couldn't help but get angry: "It's a disadvantage for me to talk to your mother, right? You only remember your uncle Zhu, do you still remember your mother?"

Yuan Jia was very puzzled: "Mom, why are you angry? You never called me before, obviously you have nothing to say to me. If you want to talk to someone, you can call Zhu Lin, and quickly call Zhu Lin. uncle."

Mother Zhuo: "…"

Zhuo's mother was so angry that she wanted to scold, when Zhu's father came out of the toilet, she swallowed the words that came to her lips, and handed the phone to Zhu's father with an ugly face: "Yuanjia's number!"

Father Zhu didn't notice her face at all. He happily answered the phone and shouted at Yuan Jia on the other end of the phone, "Yuan Jia, I called my uncle again..."

The two chatted happily. Mother Zhuo listened to the conversation between the two while wiping the cabinet. Because Father Zhu likes to put the voice of the phone out, she could clearly hear how Yuan Jia was joking with Father Zhu. The indifference with which she speaks is very different from intimacy.

The more mother Zhuo listened, the more uncomfortable she felt. When the phone finally hung up, she couldn't help saying to Zhu's father: "Don't patronize and chat with Yuan Jia, you can also call Zhu Lin and care about his presence. the situation at school."