Chapter 79: It will definitely be successful
Yan Shouzhen was stunned by the question. He looked away and thought for two seconds. Then he smiled and said in a relaxed tone, "It's rare to meet such an outstanding student. I want to give you a commemorative gift."
Tang Xueli stroked the pen cap, which had a slightly frosted feel and felt very good.
"What competition did you participate in and win the award?" she asked.
"It's not really a competition..." Yan Shouzhen said ambiguously, "Anyway, it's very meaningful to me. This pen is very easy to write with. I've only used it a few times."
Seeing how sincere he was, Tang Xueli accepted his kindness and said, "Thank you. I will cherish it."
"You can use it to answer questions in the college entrance examination, and it will definitely help you." Yan Shouzhen made a suggestion.
Tang Xueli thought about it for a moment and nodded: "Okay."
Yan Shou sincerely thought that no matter what pen she used to answer the questions, she would be successful.
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Tang Jinhong tied his old father to the bed.
For fear that the old man would scream, I stuffed a towel in his mouth.
The world is finally quiet.
Mr. Tang can only eat one meal and drink a glass of water a day, so he won’t defecate frequently, which can reduce the difficulty of cleaning.
After a while, the old man was so weak that he couldn't even make a loud sound.
I don't know who let the bird I raised run away.
Old Master Tang lay straight on the bed, staring at the empty birdcage all day.
Tang Jincai came over to take a look and saw that his old father was tied to the bed. He was very calm and his emotions did not fluctuate much.
Bai Lianxin stood aside, holding her son in her arms.
They left their daughter at home and asked the landlord to take care of her.
Bai Lianxin snorted softly, "Am I right?"
Tang Jincai: "What's wrong?"
Bai Lianxin sneered: "The old lady is dead, and the old man won't live for too long."
"Can you please control your mouth?" Tang Jincai frowned.
After all, he is my biological father, so such words still don’t sound very comfortable.
Bai Lian said indifferently: "There is no one else here, and your father won't understand."
Besides, what can it matter if you understand it? You are just a breath left, there is no need to be afraid.
Mr. Tang's gaze turned from the birdcage and fell on Bai Lianxin's face.
Bai Lianxin rolled her eyes, walked out of the room, and went to the yard to bask in the sun.
She held her son in her arms, as if showing off.
"Dad, where are Mom's old jade pendant and bracelet?" Tang Jincai asked softly.
Old Master Tang tilted his head and stared at the empty birdcage again.
Tang Jincai continued to ask: "Where is the jewelry box?"
Mr. Tang did not respond.
"Fuck it." Tang Jincai started rummaging through the drawers and boxes while cursing.
But apart from tattered clothes and a bunch of miscellaneous useless things, there was no trace of any jewelry at all.
There wasn't even a plastic hairpin or a comb.
It must have been taken away by my eldest brother.
Old Mrs. Tang used to have a very good friend who was the only daughter of a wealthy family.
A friend gave Tang Jincai some expensive jewelry, which he saw once by chance.
That was more than ten years ago. At that time, Mrs. Tang told him, "Your eldest brother doesn't know this, so don't tell him. When I am too old to move, I will pass the treasure to whoever takes care of me. This is an old item and is very valuable!"
When borrowing money during the Chinese New Year, Tang Jincai asked once where the jewelry was, but the old lady did not tell him and only lent him two hundred yuan.
Later, before she died in the hospital, he asked her several more times, but the old lady was no longer conscious at that time and did not say a word to him.
It was the eldest brother who brought the old lady to the hospital. Tang Jincai suspected that the eldest brother had taken the jewelry away.
After waiting for an entire afternoon, Tang Jinhong finally got home from get off work. Tang Jincai said bluntly, "Should we split the things our parents left behind equally?"
Tang Jinhong thought it was ridiculous. "What is there for mom and dad to share? You took away the only 200 yuan they had. I'll give you all the junk in the house if you want it. You don't have to share it with me."
"Where are the jewelry that mom left behind?" Tang Jincai looked at his eldest brother, "You took it, right? Do you want to keep it for yourself?"
Tang Jinhong didn't understand what this person was talking about, "What jewelry?"
"Don't pretend. Mom said that she would leave the jewelry to whoever takes care of her in the end." Tang Jincai said, "I moved out and had to take care of my newborn son, so I didn't have time to take care of mom. That's why I gave you the opportunity to fulfill my filial duty. But Jinhua and I took care of mom the most before, so it doesn't make sense for you to take it all. Mom got old and confused in the end, but you can't be so careless, brother! I don't want much, just give me the jade pendant and bracelet."
"Mom has jewelry? Where did she get jewelry?"
Tang Jinhong had never seen his mother wear any jewelry.
When I was a child, I only saw my mother wearing a gold ring for a while, but later she sold it in exchange for food, otherwise the whole family would have starved to death.
Tang Jincai stared into his elder brother's eyes. He couldn't tell whether his elder brother really didn't know or was pretending to be ignorant.
Tang Jinhong looked confused and cursed and swore that he knew nothing about it.
Only then did Tang Jincai realize that his elder brother might really not know.
The two brothers spent three days turning the house upside down, but still found nothing.
Every morning and evening Tang Jinhong would ask Grandpa Tang where his jewelry was.
I just hope that the old man can tell him one day when he suddenly regains consciousness.
As a result, when Mr. Tang opened his mouth, he could only say two words: bird walking.
Everyone thought that the old man would not live much longer, but he continued to live weakly but strongly, with no signs of death.
It was already the end of June and the weather was already very hot.
Celebration activities are being held to mark the 30th anniversary of the founding of the daily newspaper.
Yan Shouzhen didn't want to go at first because his students were about to take the college entrance examination and he didn't want to be distracted.
However, the president strongly invited and persuaded him repeatedly, and due to various complicated relationships, Yan Shouzhen had to take half a day off to participate in the company's anniversary celebration.
The first class on Wednesday afternoon was originally a physics class, but now we had to temporarily invite Teacher Liang to come over for a self-study class.
Tang Xueli was not curious about where Yan Shouzhen was doing.
After all, everyone has some personal matters.
He told her that he couldn't come to school in the afternoon, but would go to the boxing gym in the evening.
But she stayed in the boxing gym until ten o'clock that night and did not see Yan Shouzhen.
Maybe things didn't go smoothly.
When she saw Yan Shouzhen walking into the classroom the next day, she realized the seriousness of the problem.
It seems that things are not just not going smoothly, but something serious has gone wrong.
Yan Shouzhen was wearing a mask, so his face couldn't be seen clearly. All that could be seen was a cut on his eyebrow.
The face must be worse, otherwise there is no need to wear a mask.
The students asked one after another: "Teacher Yan, what's wrong with you?"
Yan Shouzhen pretended to be relaxed and smiled, "I didn't look at the road and fell down the stairs. It's nothing. It's really embarrassing. You guys have to be more careful recently and look at the road carefully."
Tang Xueli would never believe such a made-up reason.
She looked at Yan Shouzhen, who was wearing a mask on the podium, and the more she looked, the more familiar he looked.
I always feel like I've seen it somewhere.
Two days later at the boxing gym, Tang Xueli asked him, "Did you fight with someone?"
Yan Shouzhen said: "No."
"You are so good at fighting, how could you still get beaten?" Tang Xueli looked at his left face which was still swollen and the cracked corner of his mouth.
Yan Shouzhen laughed, "I may seem strong, but if I fall down the stairs I will still be covered in bruises, especially if my face hits the step, it will be so horrible."
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