Rebirth As A Cub And Happy

chapter 3

        Fighting, he should prepare a plan B. Otherwise, his cheap brother will inherit the family business in the future and will not give anything. What to do with his pocket money?

　　Now that the ready-made golden thigh is right in front of you, is there any reason not to embrace it?

　　An Yuzhuo dropped the snacks, put on his slippers, and ran out.

　　An Zhiyuan and Guo Lin were watching TV in the living room, when suddenly a short "yellow-skinned mouse" jumped past their eyes, and Pikachu's tail swayed.

　　An Zhiyuan: "?"

　　Guo Lin: "?"

　　When An Yuzhuo ran out of the villa, he happened to see Aunt Gui pushing the boy, "Go back how you came, hurry up! Don't wait here, let's go. It's bad if the employer sees it!"

　　Although An Yuzhuo ran fast, he was short, so Aunt Gui didn't notice and accidentally injured him while pushing.

　　"Ouch!"

　　Zhuo Bao fell down and fell on top of Lu Yu. The two children fell to the ground together.

　　From the lying position, An Yuzhuo saw that the boy's face was not as dignified and cold as it would be twenty years later. It was still very immature now, with bruises on his forehead and corners of his mouth, and his eyes were forbearing, as if he had been injured. Abandoned little beast.

　　Just Golden Thigh is a bit pitiful.

　　An Yuzhuo remembered that the boss seemed to have suffered a lot of abuse when he was a child, and he couldn't help but feel some compassion, "Are you okay?"

　　"Young master! Are you okay?"

　　Aunt Gui ran over in panic, pretending to hug An Yuzhuo, "Why did you run out, my little ancestor!"

　　As her son, Lu Yu, was completely ignored.

　　Lu Yu lowered his eyelashes in surprise, enduring the pain and was about to get up when he suddenly saw the beautiful young master being picked up break away from Aunt Gui, open his short hands, and hug him with a snap.

　　Lu Yu: "?"

　　An Yuzhuo hugged Lu Yu, raised his little head, and shouted to An Zhiyuan and his wife who happened to chase them out: "Mom, Dad, I like this brother!"

　　The little girl's voice was soft.

　　"Can I invite him to play at home?"

　　An Zhiyuan came over in two or two steps, picked up An Yuzhuo, and stuffed him into his arms. Guo Lin chased after him, holding a down jacket and said eagerly: " Put on Zhuo Bao! Don't catch a cold!"

　　Aunt Gui also rushed over.

　　In a few seconds, An Yuzhuo was wrapped into a cotton bag, with half of his eyes exposed through the gap in his father's arms, and he saw Lu Yu, who was not paying attention

　　Lu Yu seemed to be used to being left out. He got up alone, brushed off the dirty snow on his thin coat, and looked at his "mother" Aunt Gui quietly, as if expecting the other party to care about him, but he still got nothing. It gets darker little by little.

　　Suddenly, Lu Yu felt someone pulling him.

　　A soft little hand stretched out from Mr. An's armpit and grasped the material on Lu Yu's shoulder.

　　"Brother, why don't you go home?"

　　Because his face was buried in An Zhiyuan's arms, Zhuo Bao's pronunciation was not clear, but the adults still understood what he meant.

　　Guo Lin was afraid that her son would be frozen, so she promised: "Let's go inside and talk about it when we get back."

　　Back in the warm room, An Yuzhuo was forced to drink a cup of hot milk to drive away the cold. Aunt Gui rubbed the corner of her clothes and explained: "This is. My son is fostered in his uncle's house. Who would have thought that he would come here when he feels a little wronged? He is so ignorant..."

　　Lu Yu's eyelashes trembled. An Yuzhuo thought he would cry, but Lu Yu just lowered his eyelids and remained motionless.

　　"He is a posthumous child. He has no father and no one to care about him... Don't worry, madam and madam, I will send him back soon."

　　"No!"

　　A small voice sounded.

　　There was still a circle of milk stains on An Yuzhuo's mouth. He rushed in front of Lu Yu, opened his short hands to protect him, and said to his parents: "Don't let me leave!"

　　Lu Yu still hung his head. Eyes, indifferent.

　　He doesn't care why the little guy clings to him. At this age, little Douding has no reason to like or dislike, and adults won't care either. They can just make trouble for a while.

　　However, I didn't expect that little thing to be unexpectedly stubborn. When Mrs. An wanted to take him away. He actually clapped and lay down on the floor and rolled loudly: "Ooooooooo, I won't let him go anyway!"

　　Lu Yu: " ?"

　　An Zhiyuan: "..."

　　Guo Lin: "..."

　　Aunt Gui: "..."

　　An Yuzhuo rolled around twice before lying on his face - it's so shameful, it's really shameful to act so shamelessly, he I can't act anymore.

　　The final action is fixed here, Zhuo Bao's two short legs are spread out in a large shape, and Pikachu's tail is raised, making the butt even rounder and looking particularly in need of a beating.

　　Guo Lin was so angry that she looked for a feather duster, but was stopped by An Zhiyuan, "Don't hit the child! Zhuo Bao! Tell mom, why do you have to keep the little brother?"

　　An Yuzhuo immediately got up obediently, looking at the feather duster, looking at his neck Shrinking, causing the long ears on the hat to dangle: "Because he has nowhere to go, and will be beaten when he goes back. He doesn't have enough to eat, and he doesn't even have cotton-padded clothes. It's so pitiful."