Chapter 3 The Cold World

For three days, Zhuo Yu spent a whole day muddle-headedly. The original mountain and sea delicacies, jade food, tasteless, like chewing wax.

"Yu Han, Sai Weng lost his horse, how can he know whether it is a blessing? A small blow can't be endured. How can we do a great job in the future?

In the courtyard where Zhuo Yuhan belonged, he lay on his back in a rocking chair under the tree, allowing the breeze to blow, and the leaves fell on his body, with empty eyes and expressionless. Zhuo Butian came slowly, with a resolute face like a knife and an axe. His figure was magnificent and straight, his back was like a gun and a sword, and his voice was low and powerful, as if a mountain was oppressed.

"The child is useless and loses his father's face." Zhuo Yuhan turned over and blamed himself in pain.

"Lost? What is humiliating? Self-abandonment is a shame, cowardice is a shame, and a loss of ambition is a shame. What is this blow? The sword has come from grinding, and the jade has never been smooth. Others don't know how much he has made today's achievements and how many hardships he has experienced for his father. Since you are despised, you should prove your existence to the world with facts. That's all I have to say for my father. Think about it yourself.

Zhuo Butian's voice is like Hong Zhong Dalu, and the sound is heard, and the words are beaded. It sounds like a headstick in Zhuo Yu's cold ear.

"Thank you for your suggestion. The child was just a little lost for a while.

"Yu Han, if you have something to do with your mother and your father, you have to leave for a while. Think about it yourself. When my mother hopes to come back, I can see the proud, unrestrained and vigorous son of the past."

Han Yurou wears a gauze, her figure is straight and plump, and her dark hair spreads down, with a faint fragrance. Between her hands and feet, her mature temperament is revealed. Reaching out and touching Zhuo Yuhan's head affectionately, the mother's light flashed.

"Mother..."

Zhuo Yuhan threw himself into Han Yu's arms and gently choked. In front of everyone, Zhuo Yuhan is always so arrogant and arrogant. In the face of his mother, Zhuo Yuhan is still just a 12-year-old child. He likes to snuggle in his mother's arms and feel the warmth of maternal love.

Greedyly sucking the smell in his mother's arms, Zhuo Yuhan felt very reluctant. Even if she is scolded, despised and despised by everyone, her mother still loves herself deeply.

"Okay, my mother is leaving. Take good care of yourself. I believe that my son will always be the proudest.

"Mom, the child knows. My father said that men should be self-reliant. I won't let you down."

Zhuo Yu nodded coldly and said firmly. Give the child some time, and the child can definitely get out of the predicament by himself.

"Of course, my mother believes in Yu Han." Han Yu said softly. After saying that, he finally stopped missing and walked out of the yard with Zhuo Butian.

Outside the door, Han Yurou caught up with Zhuo Butian's footsteps, with a trace of concern and heartache on her face, and asked softly, "My husband, if we do this, I'm afraid that Yuhan can't bear it!"

"Xiaorou, he will understand the good intentions of his husband in the future. If he can't even admit this blow, he doesn't deserve to be my son. Zhuo Butian stopped, turned around and held Han Yurou's jade hand and said firmly.

"It's just that we left him alone at home, and I can't bear to part with him!" The children are all meat falling from their mother's body, and Han Yurou's face is reluctant.

"Don't worry! Brother Tian will help take care of Yu Han! When we come back, let's send Yu Han to the ancestors! If necessary, I will return what belongs to him!" Zhuo Butian pinched Han Yurou's hand and comforted him.

"Husband, I have never understood why you have to go to your ancestors? Isn't it good to go to Ziqizong?" Han Yurou suddenly stopped and stood in front of Zhuo Butian, asking solemnly.

"This is related to the mission of our Zhuo family. Moreover, the Holy Book is in the ancestral hall. Whether it can be obtained depends on the fate of Yu Han. If there is a Holy Book, Yu Han's future achievements will be unlimited!" Zhuo Butian said and walked out of the door of the Zhuo family firmly.

A month has passed in a blink of an eye.

Zhuo Yuhan didn't leave home and medited for a month.

In the morning, Zhuo Yuhan walked out of the door and said to an old housekeeper beside him, "My uncle, prepare for me. I'm going to the school."

With Zhuo Butian's status in the Zhuo family, he lives in a huge independent courtyard, among which there are many maids, servants, and uncles who are housekeepers. They have watched Zhuo Yuhan grow up and treat Zhuo Yuhan as his grandson.

Although Zhuo Yuhan is arrogant and arrogant in the face of his peers, it is the pride of his bones. However, he has great respect for his elders, and he does not have the bad habit of domineering and bullying the weak. He is also very polite to his subordinates and doesn't drink. This is etiquette.

"Good! Young master.

My uncle is over half a hundred years old and has been managing housework conscientiously. Shengbo is also an old man of the Zhuo family, but due to his lack of talent, it is difficult to achieve achievements in martial arts. He can only be a housekeeper. Zhuo Yuhan's test results have been passed down all over the city, and the world knows.

Looking at the proud Zhuo Yuhan's fall, Shengbo was also very uncomfortable. At this time, Zhuo Yuhan proposed to go to the school. Shengbo was naturally happy and happily prepared clothes and ink for Zhuo Yuhan.

"Tut, you see, this is the genius of the family. What a natural waste! The two-star physique has lost the face of the family.

"Tiger father and dog son will decline when they are very prosperous. If his father hadn't made a lot of contributions over the years, this kind of waste would have been expelled and wasting the family's money.

Changing into clean and comfortable clothes, Zhuo Yuhan walked on the way to the school. Along the way, everyone pointed behind their backs. The former humility and respect, flattery all disappeared in exchange for disdain, sarcasm and ridicule.

"Are the people in the family so sharp and mean that they tend to be inflamed? In just one month, everything has changed. Sure enough, I will see the wind. The world is so sophisticated, and the world is cold!"

Zhuo Yuhan took a panoramic view of everything and shook his head with a bitter smile: "Maybe my father said too much. How can he know whether it is a blessing or not? He can finally see clearly the coldness and warmth of human feelings and the coldness of the world."

Suddenly, a string of silver bell-like laughter came from the distance, and Zhuo Muqing and several other family girls came head-on. Today, Zhuo Muqing wears a purple dress, wearing a gorgeous cloak behind him, a jade hairpin, his eyebrows are as water, his skin as white as snow, and his ivory-white wrists exudes a charming atmosphere.

"Mu Qing, your brother Yu Han is here."

A equally pure and beautiful girl around her covered her mouth and smiled softly, and the meaning of laughter in her tone was very obvious.

Zhuo Muqing obviously also saw Zhuo Yuhan not far away. Hearing his companion's words, he frowned slightly and blamed that he had behaved too clearly before. Now he has become a laughingstock and wondered whether to go to say hello.

"What's my brother Yuhan? He is also your brother, isn't he? Don't tell me that you didn't secretly like him before.

Zhuo Muqing is not an easy person. The skill of lips and tongue is not weak at all. In a word, he will take a car instead.

"Hee hee, at this time. Now the first generation of young people in the Zhuo family is not Zhuo Yuhan, but Yunfei's brother, so we naturally like Yunfei.

The women curled their lips and said with a smile. Zhuo Yunfei is also a seven-star physique, but in addition, he is the grandson of the elder, and he will inherit the position of head of the family in the future. Naturally, Zhuo Yunfei became the object of flattery to these people.

"You change your face so fast. Forget it, although there will be no intersection in the future, let's say hello to the past feelings.

Although Zhuo Muqing is not a top-class physique, he is also a six-star medium-high physique, and indeed has proud capital. In the face of the changes of everyone, she also felt that it was understandable that the world was like this, and the fittest survived. The era that belongs to Zhuo Yuhan has passed.

"If you want to go, we won't go. Knowing that Yunfei is at peace with him, there is no need to offend Yunfei for a futureless waste. Another woman said hurriedly.

"Well... that's right, hey, let's forget it. I hope he knows his own interests, stop worrying about the past, and face the reality.

When Zhuo Muqing heard the words, he paused and hesitated. After weighing the pros and cons for a moment, he withdrew his footsteps and had to turn his head aside and pretend not to see it.

How smart Zhuo Yuhan is. He has been reading a group of books since he was a child, familiar with ancient book fables, and dynasty history. He is especially good at observing words and understanding his heart. From the facial movements of Zhuo Muqing and his party, Zhuo Yuhan has guessed the general content of the conversation between them, and Zhuo Muqing's withdrawal of his footsteps proves his guess.

"Sure enough, the tree fell and scattered, and the wall fell and everyone pushed it! Sad, lamentable!"

Zhuo Yuhan didn't want to pay attention to them. He touched his nose, sighed bitterly, and crossed the crowd without squinting, as if he didn't see Zhuo Muqing and his party at all, and directly ignored the past.

Looking at Zhuo Yu's distant figure, Zhuo Muqing had an unexplained pain in his heart. This feeling of being ignored was really uncomfortable. Originally, I hoped that Zhuo Yu would be interested, but I didn't expect to be ignored.

"Humph, what's so arrogant? Do you think you are the former Zhuo Yuhan? The first person in the family? The first useless person in the family. Sooner or later, he will be expelled from the family.

Several girls also felt uncomfortable being ignored, so they had to point to Zhuo Yuhan's figure to laugh and vent their unhappiness.

Along the way, this situation is constantly staged. One by one, they saw Zhuo Yuhan, as if they had seen the plague god, avoiding it, for fear of being black near the ink and red.

"Zhuo Yuhan, Zhuo Yuhan, you didn't expect today."

raised his hand and knocked on his forehead, and Zhuo Yuhan walked into the school with a wry smile. In the big family, at the age of 12, they tested their physique and began to practice martial arts, but poetry and etiquette could not be abandoned, and they could not practice martial arts until the age of 13.

Zhuo Yuhan walked into the school and looked around. The huge school was full of people, but it was actually full and did not have his own seat.

"Do I really have no place in the family now?"

Originally, the middle seat was a fixed position for Zhuo Yuhan, but now it is occupied by Zhuo Yunfei. Zhuo Yuhan came in, and everyone looked at him in astonishment, but they were at a loss for a moment.