"Are you talking about my dad? He is too old-fashioned!" Yang Ye mentioned this with a cheerful tone, "Everything he does is rigid and he doesn't know how to adapt! But since I came to this house, I have always been Maomao.
He's taking care of me and nothing has happened to him, so I can't say that I was harmed by his lack of flexibility..."
This family is quite cheerful. I don’t know if Yang Yuwen is thirty years old. He is considered to be in his thirties if he is exhausted. Then he would have to discipline such a teenage baby when he was a teenager. Besides, Yang Yuwen is now
His face simply looks very young, not thirty years old at all. So when Yang Yuwen was less than ten years old, he started taking care of a baby who couldn't even speak...
It's really hard to imagine what it was like at that time.
Now Yang Ye, who has been brought up by Yang Yuwen as a child, has fallen in love with Yang Yuwen. Oh no, they are in love now. This matter makes people think that there is nothing strange in the world.
Zhong Ping was still lying on the carpet, and Yang Ye also turned over and lay down in another corner. Zhong Ping thought that this was probably the warmest place in the whole house, and as he thought about it, sleepiness came over him and he began to squint.
He stared out the window with blurry eyes. It was quiet and warm here, and finally he couldn't help but fall asleep.
When he woke up, Yang Ye called him, saying that he could go have lunch. Zhong Ping suddenly woke up because he suddenly thought that he would see Yang Yuwen when he went to have lunch, and he would tell him when he saw Yang Yuwen.
Have you thought about being a hostage...
The problem is that he didn't think about it well... He was thinking urgently on the way downstairs when Yang Ye dragged him downstairs, whether he should agree to this hostage trip. But after thinking about it, he seemed to have no room for change because he might be caught.
It's his father who lives there. Even though they haven't seen each other for many years, compared to passers-by, blood is still thicker than water.
So the problem that had kept him trapped here for two days was solved after thinking about it. Without Xiong Weiqun's help or the intervention of anything, he really came up with the answer to the problem by himself.
There were also the same four people at this meal. The waiter who hurriedly answered the door seemed to be prohibited from walking around here at will, just like the maids and valets in the big castles in the old British era. Zhong Ping was never seen again after that.
Pass him.
But during the meal, Yang Yuwen did not mention the issue Zhong Ping was thinking about first, but said: "If you don't have to leave or something, I really want to keep you here. Look, there are so many people here."
It's small, quiet, and you don't have to worry about eating and drinking..."
This makes Zhong Ping not sure how to answer. In fact, how should he answer? Just answer something like "I want to do it too but I'm sorry"? In fact, politeness is essential in social interaction...
Before Zhong Ping could figure out how to answer, Yang Yuwen asked the next question and really got to the point: "How are you thinking about the previous matter now?"
When asked this question, Zhong Ping still glanced at Xiong Weiqun out of habit, but Xiong Weiqun ignored his request for help as if he had taken root in the past few days, so he replied firmly: "I will go with you.
One trip, but I must ensure that my father and the others are safe...and when they see Uncle Lei, they should not pursue the matter of their escape before..."
Yang Yuwen smiled, and he didn't know whether he was relieved that Zhong Ping was relieved and said he could go, or he felt ridiculous that Zhong Ping would put forward so many conditions now: "Don't worry, your Uncle Lei will make the decision to let my people go."
How can I repay kindness with revenge if he comes out? As for ensuring your father's safety, of course everything will go according to the original plan, so you don't have to worry about this."
It sounded like a foolproof plan. Zhong Ping didn't know what the weird feeling was in his heart just after he relaxed and agreed to Yang Yuwen, and he didn't know what was going on with Xiong Weiqun's even weirder look after that.
They had confirmed the plan concisely and roughly. After that, during the meal, they briefly talked about the time to leave for their headquarters early the next morning. Yang Yuwen comforted Zhong Ping with a few words and told him not to worry, because Zhong Ping
Looks worried.
Finally, when several people were relatively speechless and had almost finished speaking, Yang Ye spoke: "Zhong Ping, you must come back and stay with me in two days. I can't lie down in such a good place by myself, and Maomao is so busy every day.
I'm busy, I don't know what I'm planning... If you come back again, I will take you to a better place! You must come back as a guest!"
Zhong Ping's view of this Yang Ye has changed a lot after going through so much. At that time, he nodded and answered Yang Ye's seemingly sincere invitation: "Okay, I will definitely come to see you when I have time."
Yang Ye looked at Yang Yuwen and said firmly: "Then it's settled!"
Zhong Ping nodded again, and the last promise of the meal was made.
But after eating, Zhong Ping once again faced the choice of whether he should go to the sun room upstairs with Yang Ye to lie down or whether he should go back to his and Xiong Weiqun's room to get sulky for who knows what. Of course, it was subjective.
Frankly speaking, he only wants to choose the first option now, but his reason also tells him that he should very much ask Xiong Weiqun for advice and listen to his views on this matter.
Then he didn't have to worry anymore, because as soon as Yang Ye finished eating, he happily pulled him up and ran directly to the top floor. Zhong Ping, who had just finished eating, gasped and felt a stab of pain in his lower abdomen.
Yang Ye took out his "treasure box" and placed it in front of Zhong Ping. He said it was a treasure box because it looked like the kind of box that appears in RPG games and can be opened by pressing the space button. Zhong Ping had been curious for a long time why.
There was a lock clearly drawn on it, but it could be opened by pressing the space button. It was very scientific here. Yang Ye used his own strange-shaped key to open the box.
At that moment Zhong Ping thought he would see Yang Ye's small vault, but when he took a closer look, although there were colorful things inside, those were definitely not colorful banknotes, but colorful table games.
They were all games like Monopoly and Theme Hospital that a group of children played in the pre-computer era. Zhong Ping watched Yang Ye put those colorful cards and various mixed chess pieces together.
Pouring it out, looking at him with excitement on his face, he knew that he was going to play games with his child...
In the following time, they finally sorted out the various types of cards. This was really not an easy task, because the money and card types in this kind of game were too complicated. Then Yang Ye was still worried about whether to use dice or turntables to play these games.
After a while, they finally got to play the game.
Even in kindergarten, he would not give his students that much play time! Even if he was given play time, he would not be able to play with a child for so long! Otherwise, other children would definitely call him partial!
So for the past two days, I ate and slept, and sometimes played a little bit in between. Zhong Ping started to fight with his eyelids again in such a warm room.
Yang Ye was obviously used to being a naughty kid. When he saw Zhong Ping's eyelids fighting, he yelled for him to wake up. He finally woke up, but Zhong Ping couldn't stay up for long. He changed his position and continued to doze off. Even Yang Ye secretly took him
I don’t even know the fixed assets purchased.
What's the difference between this and playing alone? So Yang Ye pushed Zhong Ping into the corner with an obviously unhappy expression and left him to die. Before Zhong Ping actually fell asleep and couldn't wake up, Yang Ye
Ye emphasized again: "You must come back to play with me after you finish your work, otherwise I won't be able to spare you!"
Zhong Ping just muttered vaguely in his mouth, "The emperor is sleeping well," and happily went to find Duke Zhou.
When he woke up again, he was already in the room between him and Xiong Weiqun. When he opened his eyes, he saw Xiong Weiqun standing in front of the window and looking out with his hands behind his back. He didn't know what he was thinking, but there was no sunlight outside the window and the whole thing fell into darkness.
.Looking at the clock in the room again, he sighed that it was now the time he usually fell asleep: ten o'clock.
But now that he was letting him sleep, he probably wouldn't be able to fall asleep, so he got up and planned to go to the bathroom and wipe his face with cold water to wake up. Just such a little noise alerted Xiong Weiqun. Xiong Weiqun looked back and saw that he was following
Zhong Ping looked at him with sharp eyes.
At this time, he continued to feel embarrassed without speaking... Xiong Weiqun said with this understanding: "Are you awake?"
Isn’t this nonsense!? But what percentage of the so-called communication is really useful in life? So Zhong Ping also followed the nonsense: "Wake up."
As soon as this period that was supposed to be extremely embarrassing passed, Zhong Ping immediately got off the floor and went to the bathroom, thinking about what he should do at night to make himself fall asleep again. He was really too lazy in that sunny room.
Even if Yang Ye didn't invite him, he still wanted to go back there again, not to play games, but to truly relax and rest there.
He slept too much today, so what should he do at night? Just washing his face will not achieve the purpose of relaxing his body and mind again. Then take a bath in that wooden barrel? Well, this should help him a lot...
...Bathing is a famous time for thinking about life... Generally, after thinking about life and then going to bed, you can get double the sleep effect.
After confirming that it was it, Zhong Ping went to study for a long time how to use the water heater here after washing his face. In addition to the weird appearance of each part, the function that allows him to take a bath still exists, and he can actually do it without boiling water.
, hot water flowed directly from the faucet, allowing him to directly receive it into the big wooden barrel.
In fact, there is a very strange question that has been bothering him, that is, the wooden buckets used by ancient people to bathe were obviously made of wooden boards. Why didn't water flow out from the cracks in the wood... He tinkered in that bucket for a long time.
Only then did I realize that there was something filling the cracks. Was there anything filling the cracks in the wood in ancient times? Well, the wisdom of the ancients was great. Please don’t just come to settle accounts with them...