Chapter 213 Yan Shaoyang and Yan Shaoli
Gu Yuehuai frowned: "Men and women living in the same room? What do they eat recently?"
Given Li Weidong's character, he didn't even care about the educated youth whose spines were broken by being hit, let alone their food and lodging. Could it be that they have been hungry these days?
Yan Shaoyu obviously thought of this as well, and his hand holding the gun tightened.
Li Weidong shuddered, fearing that Yan Shaoyu would die if his hand trembled, so he hurried forward and knocked on the door.
He slammed the door and shouted, "Get up! Everyone, get up and open the door!"
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, there was a noise in the room. Not long after, a young man with unshaven beard ran over and opened the door. He only opened it a crack and said in a repulsive tone, "What are you doing here again?"
Li Weidong's face changed. Dare to question him? Is this an ant preparing to make a fuss?
He subconsciously wanted to get angry, but suddenly felt a cold breath behind him, and then he remembered that he did not come here alone today, but was forced to come here. He suppressed his anger, forced a smile and said, "Are you all asleep?"
The young man said nothing, but just stared at Li Weidong, his eyes flashing with disgust and hatred.
Gu Yuehuai walked forward, pushed Li Weidong aside, and said with a smile: "Hello, we are educated youth from the Dalaozi Production Brigade. We heard that the educated youth from the Liuzhi Brigade had an accident, so we came here specially to check it out."
Li Weidong staggered and sat down on the ground, his face turning pale and blue with anger.
This action made the young man who opened the door grin. He looked at Gu Yuehuai and saw that she had beautiful eyebrows and a kind expression, and that she had no respect for Li Weidong at all. He knew that she was not lying, and he felt a little favorable towards her.
He was about to speak when he suddenly caught the point and his eyes widened: "Comrade, what did you just say? Where are you from? The Dalaozi Production Brigade? Are you really the educated youth from the Dalaozi Production Brigade?!"
Gu Yuehuai nodded and pulled Yan Shaoyu over: "Yes, we really are."
The young man was overjoyed and hurriedly opened the door to welcome Gu Yuehuai and Yan Shaoyu in: "Come in! Come in quickly!"
Li Weidong was about to squeeze in when he was pushed hard by Gu Yuehuai. He was originally thin and his chassis was unstable, so he fell to the ground again. Seeing this, the young man laughed at him unceremoniously and closed the door immediately.
"You! You guys!" Li Weidong was shocked and angry, but considering Yan Shaoyu's identity and the gun in his hand, he didn't bother with him any more. Thinking that the matter might be exposed, he turned around and hurried into the night, thinking of a solution.
As soon as he entered the room, Yan Shaoyu's eyes were fixed on the person lying on the kang.
It was a young man, lying on the kang, his whole body was barely breathing and he would occasionally let out some painful gasps. Next to him was a young girl, she was looking at the man lying on the kang and silently shedding tears.
"Lei Yi, Li Weidong is here again?" A rather crisp female voice sounded, with a strong sense of disgust in the words, which was obviously directed at Li Weidong. This shows what kind of status the secretary of the Liuzhi Brigade holds in the hearts of the educated youth.
"Yeah." Lei Yi replied without saying much.
He looked at the man lying on the kang and the girl crying silently, and said in an excited tone: "Shaoyang Shaoli, there are educated youths from the Dalaozi Production Brigade who are here to see us! Come and see if you recognize them!"
Hearing the words "Dalaozi Production Brigade", everyone in the room looked at Gu Yuehuai and Yan Shaoyu.
Yan Shaoli looked up suddenly and saw Yan Shaoyu at once.
Instantly, tears welled up in her eyes, and she jumped off the kang like an arrow, threw herself into Yan Shaoyu's arms, hugged her and cried loudly: "Brother! It's really your brother! I thought I was dreaming!"
Gu Yuehuai looked at Yan Shaoli. In her previous life, she had not had much contact with Yan Shaoli. Perhaps because of her family's decline, the once high and mighty little princess of the Yan family had become sensitive and suspicious, always treating people with a sense of alienation and rejection.
By that time, Yan Shaoyu had already made a name for himself in the army and held power, almost able to compete with the aristocratic families in the capital. Soon, he took Yan Shaoli and Yan Shaoyang back with him, but her fate was not good.
After returning to the capital, Yan Shaoyu was busy with military affairs, and Yan Shaoyang often went out to help his brother.
Yan Shaoli went to college, but he met a scumbag at school and was cheated.
Gu Yuehuai thought about it in his heart and couldn't help but feel a little more pity for Yan Shaoli.
They are both of similar age, but both are miserable people who have been manipulated by fate.
Yan Shaoyu lowered his eyes and looked at Yan Shaoli who was crying and gasping for breath, and pursed his thin lips.
After a while, he silently pushed Yan Shaoli away, walked to the kang, and looked at Yan Shaoyang who was lying on the head of the kang and trying hard to look back at him. His younger brother, who was healthy when he left, now looked like a paralyzed person, and even looking back had become a luxury.
At this moment, Yan Shaoyu only felt a strong sense of powerlessness sweeping over him.
A hemp rope always breaks at the thinnest part, and misfortune always finds its way to the unfortunate.
He didn't believe in fate before, but ever since the Yan family fell into decline, he had shouldered all the burdens of the family and accepted the troubles from the dark again and again. Only then did he understand that sometimes, and for some things, you have to believe in fate.
Yan Shaoyang didn't cry. He said with some hope: "Brother? Is that you, brother?"
Yan Shaoyu hummed, his voice a little hoarse.
His throat rolled, and his narrow eyes looked at Yan Shaoyang's back: "How are you?"
Yan Shaoyang smiled bitterly. Although he was in unbearable pain, he still said, "It's okay. Just take a rest. Brother, why are you here? Does the instructor know you are here? They won't cause trouble for you, right?"
He knew very well how tired and miserable Yan Shaoyu, as the eldest brother, had been since the Yan family fell.
"How can it be okay? Second brother, why didn't you tell eldest brother? Your spine is broken and dislocated, and you can't sleep every day because of the pain. If you continue to delay like this, maybe... maybe you will never be able to stand up again! Eldest brother is here, he can take us to the hospital to see a doctor! It will definitely be cured." Yan Shaoli's tears fell, and he couldn't stop crying.
Yan Shaoyang's face changed and looked a little gloomy.
He knew the current situation very well. The three of them were displaced and didn't even have much money. How could they go to the hospital for treatment? That was an expensive expense. This was forcing the eldest brother!
Yan Shaoyu closed his eyes, the veins on his hands hanging by his side bulged, and he clenched them into fists.
When he opened his eyes again, his face was expressionless, and he said, "Let's go to Zhoulan City, and if that doesn't work, we'll go back to the capital."
Even though they had just escaped from the wolf's den in the capital, if they couldn't cure Yan Shaoyang, what was the point of their escape? If only the hospital in the capital could treat him, he would go back.
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