Perhaps Du Siming's words worked, and the other party didn't come to find him until school started. However, even if he did come, Du Jiang wouldn't take it seriously.
When school started, Du Jiang and Huo Yang chose to run home without exception. Although they were not in the same school, they were not too far away.
Unlike Du Jiang who chose traditional Chinese medicine, Huo Yang chose finance.
At this moment, a group of students from all over the world are absorbing knowledge like a sponge, swimming in the ocean of knowledge without stopping.
Unlike the fragmented and generalized teachings of his own self-study, the lectures given by professional teachers in class were far more specialized and detailed. Previously baffled and confused, they suddenly became clear. The white-haired elder at the podium spoke eloquently, his writing furiously on the blackboard echoing in the audience. Du Jiang didn't even dare to panic, fearing that a single distraction would mean missing out on every key point.
Du Jiang filled notebook after notebook and couldn't remember how many pens and notebooks he had used, but when he graduated and looked at the full bookshelf, the sense of satisfaction was beyond words.
From freshman year to senior year, Du Jiang took every step firmly. Looking at the graduation certificate and internship certificate in hand, Du Jiang breathed a sigh of relief. Everything in the past finally came into practice. Although he had done internships and free clinics with teachers, this was the first time he worked alone.
"You really don't need me to send you off?" Huo Yang looked at Du Jiang, who was wearing a dress, and asked again uncertainly, "My negotiation today can be moved to the afternoon."
"No, don't worry. I've interned there before. The people in the department are all my seniors. It's no problem." Du Jiang checked her clothes again. After confirming that they were correct, she walked down the stairs regardless of Huo Yang's depressed look. When she was halfway down the stairs, she seemed to think of something and looked back. "Come back early tonight. My uncle has had some sore throat these days. Although Xingle is self-disciplined, he still needs to be watched."
"I know. Be careful on the road." Huo Yang nodded. "I'll take you there."
"Don't," Du Jiang waved his hand to stop him again, "I can ride my bike over there, it's not far, you just take care of your own thing." After saying that, he turned around and left without caring about Huo Yang.
When the door closed, Huo Xingle popped his head out from the stairs below and looked at the depressed Huo Yang with a sly look. "Dad, you didn't send Mom off on her first day at work? I remember how many people came to her to ask questions."
"Shut up," Huo Yang said angrily, "Didn't I ask you to take care of grandpa? Why did you run out?"
Upon hearing this, Huo Xingle shrugged like a little adult, "I think so. Grandpa is in there, so there is no place for me to interfere."
Knowing that Huo Xingle was telling the truth, Huo Yang didn't care about him. He went downstairs and asked a few questions through the door. After confirming that the person was okay, he directly took Huo Xingle and sent him to school.
Standing at the school gate, looking at the reluctant Huo Xingle, Huo Yang snorted coldly, "Don't get into trouble. Your grandpa can't take care of you these days. Wait until your grandpa gets better. If he finds out that you don't study well, he'll see how he'll deal with you."
After hearing this, Huo Xingle didn't dare to act too presumptuously. After all, among the four adults in his family, besides his indifferent parents and doting grandfather, the only one who could control him was Du Siming. Not to mention Du Siming's aura, Huo Xingle felt a little intimidated at the thought. He quickly shrank his neck and said obediently, "Dad, I get it. I will definitely not cause any trouble."
"That's good to know. Study hard and I'll take you out to play during the holidays." Seeing this, Huo Yang offered some benefits. "It's not that your mother and I don't care about you, but your grandfather has the final say on your future."
Huo Yang had said this countless times, and Huo Xingle's ears were callused from hearing it. However, facing his strong father, he had no way to stop him. He could only patiently listen to what Huo Yang said, and hummed from time to time.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Huo Yang did not continue, "Go to school, I will pick you up in the evening."
"Okay, I get it. Don't worry, Dad." Perhaps because he was afraid that Huo Yang would nag him again, Huo Xingle nodded hurriedly and turned around to run to school.
Looking at Huo Xingle's quick escape, Huo Yang couldn't help but shake his head. He didn't stay for long as he had something to do. He immediately turned around and walked towards the parking lot.
Meanwhile, Huo Ze, who was resting at home, looked helplessly at Du Siming beside the bed. "What's the big deal? I just have pharyngitis. Didn't Jiang Jiang say that drinking something to reduce the internal heat would be enough? Why are you so nervous that you even skipped work?"
"As for that," Du Siming reached out and took the pear juice on the bedside table, blowing on it a few times, "Drink some snow pear juice, I put some hawthorn and rock sugar in it, it's not sour, you are not a child anymore, you are not young anymore, why are you working so hard, besides, I told you to remember all the hardships you endured in those years, I told you to take care of yourself, why didn't you listen?" Du Siming was very unhappy when he said this, "Do you really think you are still seventeen or eighteen? Xingle is young and naive, are you still ignorant? You insisted on playing in the water on a rainy day, so you don't want to play now."
After being lectured, Huo Ze, facing the powerful and furious Du Siming, could only resign himself to his fate and lower his head to listen. After waiting for the other party to finish, he nodded impatiently, "I know, I know. I won't dare to do it again. Please let me go for a while. My ears are getting calluses from listening to you."
"You know you're afraid too," Du Siming said, not having any temper at all. "You, don't always think you're still young. You're already an old man. Don't act silly anymore. I still want to grow old with you."
Looking at Du Siming's deep eyes that were as affectionate as the sea, Huo Ze nodded solemnly and swore, "I know, I will never act foolishly again. Who knows that I just feel uncomfortable after being caught in the rain? I was fine before."
"Yeah, nothing happened before," Du Siming murmured, regret oozing out of his words. "If I had acted earlier, he wouldn't have done anything to you."
When Du Siming brought up the incident again, Huo Ze sighed, reached out and cupped his face, and whispered softly, "It has nothing to do with you. Mom and Dad are very good to me. They thought about giving me the things, but they violated his taboo. He is too proud to take action, but he doesn't have so many taboos when it comes to people next to him."
"Those who do evil will eventually perish. I've gathered a lot of evidence over the years. Huo Yang is neither in the military nor in politics, so it won't affect him." Du Siming held his hands on his chin with pity, carefully stroking the fine lines on the back of his hands. "We are both old now. Let's take this opportunity to deal with what needs to be dealt with and not let their affairs affect us."
"What about Xingle?" Huo Ze was still a little uneasy.
"No, Xingle is not the other party's immediate family member, so he won't be implicated," Du Siming assured. His deep voice was soothing, and Huo Ze gradually relaxed. "Okay, while I can still move."
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