I'm sorry, you are responsible for me

Chapter 50 Death, Can't Separate Us (3)
Tang Bao still had teardrops hanging from the corners of her eyes, and her nose was drooping. She looked embarrassed and was crying. Fu Shi wiped her face with his sleeves. He was heartbroken and blamed himself, and said very rudely: "No legs? I don't know how to run." ?”

"Brother...are you in pain...in pain?" Tang Bao asked looking at the bruises on Fu Shi's face.

Fu Shi wiped off the dirt on his face, and said indifferently, "It's nothing."

On the way home, Tang Bao kept silent. Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Fu Shi casually picked a wild flower, stuck it in Tang Bao's hair, and called her Xiao Hua. Knock off the flowers on the head.

Fu Shi looked at the wild flowers on the ground, stepped forward quickly, and simply asked directly, "What is stupid girl thinking?"

Tang Bao raised his head, his big dark eyes were full of doubts, and he asked with difficulty: "Brother, do you mean...very...very stupid?"

Fu Shi was slightly startled, and after a long time, he let out a long breath, put his arms around Tang Bao's shoulders, and walked side by side with her. He was already a head taller than her, and he looked like a big brother, and his voice was very soft. : "It's cute when you're stupid!"

Tang Bao lowered his head: "But...but...but, everyone praises my brother for being smart...smart, I am clearly my brother's...sister...but..."

"Because, when I was in Ye Zi's belly, I decided to work harder than my sister to become smarter and stronger."

Tang Bao raised his head, blinked and looked at Fu Shi: "Brother, why... do you want to become stronger?"

Fu Shi looked at the sunset in the distance, restrained his expression, and became serious: "Because I want to protect you and Ye Zi."

That's a matter of course, I swear.

In the evening, when Ye Jia came home, Fu Shi and Tang Bao sat on the sofa and watched TV.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Ye Jia went straight to the refrigerator, opened it, and looked inside.

“Egg Noodles!”

"Fairy porridge!"

The siblings disagree.

Ye Jia took two eggs out of the refrigerator, turned around and said with a smile, "Today, Tang Bao speaks very fluently! Let's have noodles as a reward."

"Yeah!" Tang Bao cheered, Fu Shi was discouraged.

Ye Jia suddenly put down the egg, walked up to Fu Shi, and looked at his face carefully. Although the little bruise on the corner of his mouth was not obvious, Ye Jia was keenly aware of the slight difference between his mother and his son. noticed it.

"How did your brother do it?" Ye Jia didn't ask Fu Shi, but turned to the soup dumpling instead.

"...Brother, in order to protect me, tell..." Before Tang Bao finished speaking, Fu Shi covered his mouth with his hand, yelled a few times, and finally shut up.

"Accidentally fell." Fu Shi said nonsense.

Before Ye Jia could ask further, the doorbell rang.

Ye Jia went out and opened the door, and a woman's sharp voice came from outside the door: "Mrs. Fu, come and see how your son has bullied my son!"

Fu Shi and Fu Xiang looked at each other. There was a unique telepathy between brother and sister. Almost instantly, the feeling that something bad happened rose to the hearts of both of them.

An obese woman with permed yellow hair and a child stood in the yard and yelled at Ye Jia unceremoniously: "My son came back from the park today, and his eyes started to become red, swollen and inflamed. The doctor said it was caused by mud and sand. Dirty, infected!"

Ye Jia recognized that this was a woman from a family surnamed Chen who lived at the end of the alley. The reason why she had an impression of her was that she often gossips behind others' backs and often gossips about herself. Very bad impression.

Looking at the boy in front of her, his eyes were indeed red and swollen, and there were still tears around the corners of his eyes.

"Is the child okay?" She asked lightly.

"Why are you all right!" the woman surnamed Chen yelled, "The eye matter is not a trivial matter! If you don't fix your blindness, your life will be ruined!"

"So, what does this have to do with my son?"

"I asked Chen Chao's classmates, and they all said that it was your son Fu Shi who threw sand into my son's eyes! The evidence for this matter is solid, don't try to deny it!" The woman did not forget to push Chen Chao. , "Son, don't you think so?"

"It was Fu Shi who did it!" Chao Chen shouted.

"Fu Shi, come out." Ye Jia called into the room, very sternly.

Fu Shi walked out of the room, and Tang Bao timidly followed behind him.

"Did you throw him with sand?" Ye Jia asked.

"Yes." Fu Shitan admitted frankly.

The woman surnamed Chen folded her hands, and she looked like a villain: "Everyone is watching! This matter cannot be neglected!"

Seeing Ye Jia's face change, Tang Bao, who had always been dull, immediately reacted, grabbed Ye Jia's clothes corner, and hesitated to explain: "It's not...it's not brother...it's me...they said I...that I didn't Dad..." She couldn't pronounce that sound, and her eyes were red with anxiety.

"He bullied Fu Xiang first." After all, Fu Shi was a teenager at heart, and couldn't help defending himself, "Say she's mentally retarded."

"Fu Shi!" Ye Jia raised his voice and scolded, "Did I let you talk?"

Fu Shi immediately bowed his head and fell silent.

Ye Jia looked at him and said sharply, "Now, what should we do?"

Fu Shi clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. He was silent for a moment, and finally walked in front of Super Chen, and said to him, "I'm sorry."

"Speak up!" Ye Jia scolded again from behind.

"sorry!"

On the sycamore tree in the yard, the last dead leaf was quietly falling.

"sorry!"

"sorry!"

Three times in a row, Fu Shi almost roared out, startling Chen Chao in front of him.

Ye Jia stepped forward, pulled Fu Shi back, looked at the woman surnamed Chen in front of him, and said, "Fu Shi apologized. I will pay for your son's medical treatment."

The woman surnamed Chen glanced at their big villa, and when the lion was about to open his mouth, Ye Jia said, "The premise is that your son also has to apologize to my daughter."

The woman surnamed Chen was slightly taken aback, and pulled her son behind her, very protective: "Why... why!"

Ye Jia gave her a cold look: "I remember, you often said that our children have no fathers, and I, Ye Jia, have a few bad money, and I have never even studied in college. The children I teach, What can be learned."

The woman surnamed Chen dodged her eyes, with an extremely embarrassed expression on her face: "I... When did I... say this..."

"Whether Fu Shi will be promising in the future, I don't know, but at least, like his father, he is an upright and aboveboard man."

The woman surnamed Chen blushed, and finally reached out and patted Chao Chen on the head: "Go, apologize to that girl."

Forced by his mother, Super Chen reluctantly walked up to the soup dumpling and said in a weak voice, "I'm sorry."

Tang Bao was so scared that he hid behind Fu Shi, only sticking out his head to look at him: "No...no...it doesn't matter."

After all, the lady surnamed Chen didn't ask for Ye Jia's medical expenses, and left with her child cursing.

After returning home, Ye Jia had a gloomy face and said nothing, while Fu Shi stood beside the wall with his back against the wall.Tang Bao looked at Fu Shi for a while, and Ye Jia for a while, looking anxious.

Ye Jia picked up the lake-blue police badge from the cupboard, looked at Fu Shi, and said in a calm and steady voice, "Come here."

Fu Shi came over, Ye Jia put the police badge on the table, and placed it in front of Fu Shi.

Her voice was cold: "Kneel."

With a plop, Fu Shi knelt down in front of the police badge.

Ye Jia made dinner. The soup dumpling looked at Fu Shi who was still kneeling in the living room. After a few mouthfuls, he couldn't finish it. He glanced furtively at Ye Jia and wanted to get off the table. Ye Jia was eating noodles with a blank expression on his face. Said: "No waste."

Tang Bao had no choice but to sit back on the table, wiped away his tears, and ate all the noodles in the bowl.

After clearing away the dishes, it was already dark. Ye Jia coaxed the soup dumplings to bed, and after she fell asleep, she gently closed the door. In the living room, Fu Shi was still kneeling there pitifully, motionless.

"Are you sure you're wrong?" Ye Jia stood at the stairs.

"Well, we shouldn't fight." Fu Shi said.

Ye Jia turned around and went upstairs, ignored him and didn't wake him up, and went back to the room.

In the middle of the night, the door opened, and Fu Xiang crept out of the room, holding a piece of Daliyuan bread in his hand, ran to Fu Shi, and whispered, "Brother... eat."

Fu Shi knelt on the icy cold floor, looked at the soup dumpling, and said softly, "I'm not hungry."

Tang Bao sneaked back again, glanced upstairs, and said, "Mommy is asleep...eat, bro, eat...eat!"

Fu Shi's stomach was already so hungry that his chest stuck to his back. He looked at the bun in Tangbao's hand and swallowed.

"Stupid girl, take that thing away." Fu Shi sighed, and finally said, "Brother made a mistake and is being punished. If you don't want Ye Zi to be angry, go to bed obediently."

Fu Xiang hesitated and hesitated for a long time, but finally turned around every step and went upstairs tremblingly.

A few minutes later, the lights in the living room were turned on again. Ye Jia was wearing a silk nightgown, standing at the stairs, and asked in a low voice, "Are you aware of your mistake?"

"Well, you shouldn't lie."

After pondering for a while, Ye Jia finally went downstairs slowly, walked to the refrigerator, took some dishes, and when he walked into the kitchen, he murmured: "Get up."

Fu Shi stood up with relief, walked to the sofa and sat down.

Ye Jia got busy in the kitchen. Four or ten minutes later, a fresh scent came from the kitchen. Fu Shi jumped off the sofa and walked to the kitchen door to look inside.

With a small spoon in his hand, Ye Jia was stirring the porridge in the casserole. A few minutes later, a bowl of hot ginkgo fairy porridge came out of the pot.

Fu Shi was already very hungry, so he hurried to the dining table, tied a napkin for himself, and waited for Ye Jia to bring the bowl of fairy porridge melted with jasper to the table.

Fu Shi was sitting upright with a small spoon in his hand, looking at the rice porridge in front of him. Fu Shi didn't start until the rice porridge was a little colder. He ate with a solemn and restrained expression. Fu Shi was very particular about dining etiquette. Like soup dumplings, gobble it up.

Ye Jia couldn't help smiling: "Sometimes, you really look like your father."

Fu Shi raised his head, blinked his big eyes, looked at Ye Jia, and said in a low voice, "It's not like that."

"Ok?"

"I won't leave you," he said suddenly, "never."

long silence.

Ye Jia beckoned to Fu Shi suddenly: "Son, sit here."

Fu Shi climbed down from the dining table, ran to the small chair beside Ye Jia and sat down, Ye Jia hugged his little shoulders, while stirring the rice porridge with a spoon, while looking at the dark night outside the window, he murmured: "It doesn't matter. No matter how much you hate him, you must remember that your dad is a hero."

(End of this chapter)