Chapter 84 Suddenly
He Zongliang's lounge was filled with things and was in a mess.
On the table there are lunch boxes, cups, reading glasses, books, ink, tea cans, dried fish, certificates and dolls.
In addition to the quilt and pillow, there are clothes, pants, socks, and scarves and hats worn in winter are still piled here on the single bed.
If you look closely, you can even see a small plate with two false teeth on it.
There was a broom and dustpan under the bed, a dirty, unwashed raincoat, and a broken stool leg.
The floor was littered with unkempt melon seed and orange peels.
There was no bad smell in the room, but a faint scent of orange and tea.
Yan Shouzhen opened the drawer with familiarity and took out iodine, medical cotton and gauze.
"Does Coach He live here?" Tang Xueli kicked the football at her feet to the side.
"Sometimes." Yan Shouzhen rolled up his sleeves and untied the gauze that he had hastily wrapped around him.
The gauze was slightly stuck to the wound, and it was a bit painful when it was pulled off. He did not hide his expression, grinned, and made a "hiss" sound.
Tang Xueli saw a long straight cut. It was not very deep, but as wide as a pencil. It was bloody and looked a bit miserable.
"Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?" Tang Xueli unscrewed the lid of the iodine tincture.
"We have to disinfect and wrap ourselves up when we go to the hospital. There's no need." Yan Shouzhen asked her, "You don't dare, do you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his arm.
"Gentle!" he cried, "be gentle."
"If you want to be gentle, go to the hospital and find a nurse." Tang Xueli stopped and looked at him, "Do you want me to continue?"
Yan Shouzhen paused for a moment and said pitifully: "You continue..."
Tang Xueli's face was expressionless. She stared at the wound and said calmly, "You don't look like someone who is afraid of pain."
"No, I'm just scared and in pain." Yan Shouzhen pretended to be pitiful, "When I was a kid, I would cry for a long time after falling down."
Tang Xueli's hand felt a little lighter. She remembered that last time on the way to No. 6 Middle School to participate in the knowledge competition, the car braked suddenly and he blocked her head with his hand. When his hand was injured, he honestly said it hurt.
But... "When you were beaten a few days ago, I didn't see any reaction from you."
"I was pretending, didn't I do a good job?" Yan Shouzhen curled his lips, "Feng Biao must think I'm a tough guy."
"Is that tall guy called Feng Biao?" After applying the iodine, Tang Xueli blew on the wound.
Yan Shouzhen felt a slight coolness and numbness on his arm, and he was stunned.
Tang Xueli couldn't wait for a response, so she looked up at him, "Teacher Yan?"
"Hmm?" Yan Shouzhen came back to his senses, "What did you say?"
Tang Xueli: "...I asked you if Feng Biao is the tall guy."
"Yes." Yan Shouzhen nodded, "It's him."
"Who is he? It seems like he has a deep hatred for you." Tang Xueli lowered her head and continued to blow on Yan Shouzhen's wound.
She has short hair that reaches her ears, with her bangs tucked behind her ears, revealing a clear profile.
Yan Shouzhen looked at her profile and recalled the scene when he first saw her in the alley.
At that time, he was investigating a case disguised as a night soil collector and happened to see her in trouble.
At that time, she was a little dark, very strong, and good at fighting. It was no problem for her to deal with two little hooligans alone.
If I count the time, almost a year has passed.
She has changed a lot in this year.
She became whiter, thinner, and her complexion became rosy. The high-intensity exercise made her figure look very nice.
The facial features are more three-dimensional after the fat is removed.
The only things that remained unchanged were her bright and sharp eyes, her cold voice and her indifferent tone.
"Feng Biao has a younger brother named Feng Xiaohu." Yan Shouzhen did not explain the cause and effect, but simply said: "Feng Xiaohu died because of me, and Feng Biao wanted to avenge his brother."
Tang Xueli said seriously: "So how do you plan to solve it?"
“I don’t know yet.”
This is not the first time Yan Shouzhen has faced such trouble.
There will surely be more to come.
But he will never be deterred.
There is always a way.
Tang Xueli: "...I don't know?"
"It's okay, he can't beat me." Yan Shouzhen chuckled, "If I can deal with my younger brother, I can also deal with my older brother."
Tang Xueli wrapped him with gauze and tied it up carefully.
"Then why didn't you fight back when you were beaten?"
"If I fight back, we'll be fighting. Just a few days before the college entrance exam, I caused such a big incident. Everyone in the class is in a panic. How can you concentrate on the exam?"
Yan Shouzhen estimated that he would only be a class teacher once in his life, and with such a class, he really wanted to see it through to the end and send all the children to college.
Tang Xueli frowned: "Fighting? Isn't it self-defense if you fight back?"
"Without witnesses, it's hard to make a judgment. There are too many unforeseen unexpected situations." Yan Shouzhen said: "That day Tang Limei took you to the alley, and almost something happened."
Tang Xueli: "If I didn't go, would Feng Biao let you go after beating you to vent his anger?"
"..." Yan Shouzhen thought for a moment and said, "Maybe..."
Meaning, anything is possible.
Maybe if Tang Xueli hadn’t gone, Yan Shouzhen’s life would have been in danger.
"No matter what, I have to thank you for saving me that day." Yan Shouzhen looked at Tang Xueli sincerely: "Thank you for bandaging my wound."
Tang Xueli said in a light tone: "You're welcome."
"I'll treat you to dinner tonight?" Yan Shouzhen asked her opinion: "How about steamed buns?"
"No, I don't want to eat buns." Tang Xueli thought for a moment, "I want to eat pork ribs."
Yan Shouzhen smiled, "Okay, let's eat spareribs at Limin Restaurant."
Tang Xueli nodded.
Someone outside called Coach Yan. Yan Shouzhen asked Tang Xueli to rest in the room, then left the door ajar and went out.
Tang Xueli took out a stack of daily newspapers from her schoolbag.
During this period, she concentrated on preparing for the college entrance examination and saved up several issues of newspapers without reading them.
She opened the window and a breeze blew in, bringing with it a hint of floral scent.
I opened the newspaper and glanced at the headlines first.
To celebrate the 30th anniversary of the founding of the daily, a special issue was published.
The large picture on the front page features greetings and signatures from reporters, editors and commentators of the daily.
She subconsciously looked for Yan Jingshu's name.
Found it!
At the bottom right.
The blessing is simple: I wish the newspaper will do better and better, never forget its original intention, and a happy 30th anniversary.
Tang Xueli stared at the three handwritten words "Yan Jingshu" and immediately felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Why do I feel this way?
What made her feel this way?
Word!
It’s the word “言”.
The way of starting to write and the style of writing are exactly the same as Teacher Yan's.
Yan Jingshu, Yan Shouzhen...
Boss Kuang said he didn't look like a teacher.
He never said where he taught before, or even that he was a teacher before.
Tang Xueli suddenly had a guess.
Before this conjecture was verified, she suddenly remembered a scene from a year ago.
Yan Shouzhen came back soon after finishing his work outside.
"Come on, let's go to the restaurant."
Tang Xueli looked at him with burning eyes, "Teacher Yan, where is your mask?"
"It's in my pocket." Yan Shouzhen asked, "What's wrong?"
Tang Xueli said, "Take it with you."
"Now?" Yan Shouzhen was stunned.
"Yes, now." Tang Xueli's heart was beating fast.
Yan Shouzhen didn't understand why, but he still took out a mask from his pocket and put it on.
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