Chapter 53
Tan Wenbin bent down and carried Zheng Haiyang on his back in a few strokes.
This is enough to show that while he was working hard to solve the questions, he did not neglect to learn the professional basics from Runsheng.
This set of standard process actions is specifically used to carry corpses.
I quickly ran downstairs and came to the infirmary. The door of the infirmary was locked and the medical teacher had gone to eat.
In fact, even if the door is open and the medical teacher is there, he can't help much. The function of this infirmary is to take the students' temperature, approve the leave application form, or open some lingban blue roots. Even hanging water is for the students. Go to an off-campus health center.
Li Zhuiyuan reminded: "Brother Runsheng's tricycle is outside."
Tan Wenbin immediately ran to the school gate with someone on his back. The health center and the school were in a straight line and very close. At this time, asking the teacher to find a car was really not as good as using Runsheng's three-wheeler.
Ah Li got out of the car, walked to Li Zhuiyuan and held hands.
On the other side, after Tan Wenbin put Zheng Haiyang into the car, Runsheng immediately rode to the health center.
Li Zhuiyuan and Ah Li walked slowly avoiding the crowd, and when they arrived at the entrance of the health center, Runsheng had already come out.
"Ali, you and Brother Runsheng go back first. I have something to deal with tonight."
Ali nodded.
"Brother Runsheng, after you send Ali back, bring us some things."
"Catch!"
"Watch it on TV?"
"I think this one is more powerful."
"Ali, there are books and papers in the schoolbag. You can look at them first."
Ali got into the car and held the boy's schoolbag in his arms.
After they left, Li Zhuiyuan walked into the health center. As soon as he found out the specific ward, there was a series of running footsteps behind him. It was the head teacher Sun Qing who came running with two teachers.
The scene of Tan Wenbin carrying someone out of school was seen by his classmates and reported to the teacher.
At this time, Zheng Haiyang, who was in a scary situation in the classroom at first, has obviously improved. He is hooked up to an intravenous drip. At the same time, Tan Wenbin is holding a large porcelain tank and feeding him water.
Sun Qing first went to the doctor to briefly inquire about the situation. After learning that her life was not in danger, she breathed a sigh of relief. Then she walked in, took a look at the porcelain jar, and asked:
"Is this tap water?"
Tan Wenbin nodded: "He is very thirsty."
You can easily get boiled water in the hospital, but warm water is difficult to get. Zheng Haiyang kept shouting for water, so Tan Wenbin could only go to the faucet to get it for him.
"Still drinking, still drinking."
"No more slowing down." Tan Wenbin asked, "You have drunk so much."
"Brother Bin, I'm really thirsty."
"Okay, I'll fight it for you."
After drinking two more porcelain bottles, Zheng Haiyang's complexion finally recovered. It was no longer pale, but looked a little swollen.
Sun Qing asked: "Have you notified Zheng Haiyang's parents?"
When Zheng Haiyang heard this, his face immediately showed a look of resistance and worry.
Tan Wenbin: "I still..."
Li Zhuiyuan: "Notified, his grandparents should be on their way here now."
"That's good." Sun Qing looked at Tan Wenbin again, "I've asked the doctor. Zheng Haiyang is fine. You should go back to school now. There are exams tonight."
Tan Wenbin muttered: "Exams are not as important as friends."
"Tan Wenbin, you, go back to school right now!"
The young class teacher must keep a straight face at all times. If he is not strict, the students will not be afraid.
Tan Wenbin stood up reluctantly, looking like he didn't want to leave.
"Tan Wenbin, no matter what, you can't give up on yourself. Your parents still have great expectations for you."
"Yes, teacher."
It's not that Tan Wenbin doesn't want to go back to school to take the exam, but he remembers the words Zheng Haiyang yelled when he was unconscious and his scary reaction at the beginning.
He knew that if he went back to take the exam, he would probably miss something.
Isn't that why he studies so hard?
"Brother Binbin, you should go back to school and take the exam. Come over to visit after you finish the exam."
"I..."
Hearing these words, Tan Wenbin was almost certain that when he came back from the exam, the day lilies would be cold.
"Teacher Sun, you should go back to school and do your work. My adults will be here soon. I will stay with classmate Zheng Haiyang here. I will wait until his grandparents arrive before I leave."
"Xiaoyuan, can you?"
"Okay, my adults will be here soon. I will call the school if anything happens."
Li Zhuiyuan then directly recited the phone numbers of the principal's office, the teacher's office where Sun Qing was located, and the school security office.
Sun Qing nodded. She had the task of invigilating exams and correcting test papers in the evening. Since the student was fine, she had no reason to stay here.
"Tan Wenbin, come back to school with me."
"Okay, teacher." Tan Wenbin slumped his shoulders and left with the class teacher.
When he closed the door, he looked at Li Zhuiyuan with pleading eyes, but Li Zhuiyuan turned his back.
There were only two people left in the ward.
Zheng Haiyang smiled and said: "Brother Xiaoyuan, I'm fine, you can go home."
He knew that Li Zhuiyuan never studied at night.
"I didn't inform your grandparents."
"Ah, is it true? That's good. They are not in good health and I'm afraid they will be worried."
"Were you unconscious just now? I mean when you were in the classroom."
"This...I suddenly felt so sleepy, and then I lowered my head. When I woke up, I found myself being carried by Brother Bin and running around the health center. I was so thirsty and wanted to drink water.
After drinking water, I felt like I was fine. ”
"I didn't see anything in the middle. Have you ever had any dreams?"
Zheng Haiyang shook his head: "No."
"Think about it again and see if you can recall anything."
Zheng Haiyang thought hard, but finally shook his head: "It seems like it was broken. I really don't remember it."
"Well, then you have a good rest."
Li Zhuiyuan moved the chair over and sat down beside the hospital bed.
From the current point of view, Zheng Haiyang has indeed returned to normal, so he should not be able to see anything now.
The main force, Runsheng, hasn't come yet, and Li Zhuiyuan has become more cautious about going yin.
"Brother Xiaoyuan, did I have any special reaction after I fell into coma, or did I say something?"
There is a bastard who is buried under the sea; whoever dares to pull him off will have his whole family killed!
Li Zhuiyuan replied: "It's normal to talk nonsense in your sleep."
"Brother Xiaoyuan, I still feel uneasy and always worry about my parents..."
At present, seafarers have high wages and high wages, but high-profit jobs often also mean high risks.
"What's the point of thinking about this now? After all, you are so far away and taking good care of yourself is what your parents want to see most."
"Brother, you are right. I find that you are really different from us. You have the feeling of an elder."
Li Zhuiyuan closed his eyes. He didn't like this comment.
"Don't say such things in front of me again."
"Oh, okay, I know, I remember."
Runsheng came, carrying a set of equipment on his back.
"Xiao Yuan, how is he?"
"At the moment, nothing happens."
Li Zhuiyuan pulled out the black canvas, unfolded it, walked to the bedside, and covered Zheng Haiyang's face with the cloth.
Although Zheng Haiyang was confused, he didn't refuse, and he didn't even ask what he was doing.
Nothing happened to the black canvas.
This proves that there is nothing dirty on Zheng Haiyang.
Li Zhuiyuan took out the talisman he drew again and pasted it on Zheng Haiyang's forehead.
Well, it hasn't changed color.
It seems that there is indeed no problem.
"Brother Xiaoyuan, this is..."
When he put the cloth on his forehead, he thought it was nothing, but any normal person would feel inexplicably scared when they see someone putting a talisman paper on their forehead.
"The local custom has the same effect as calling with a needle."
"Oh, that's it." Zheng Haiyang breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Zhuiyuan sat back in his chair and tried to deduce the situation in the worst possible direction.
Something happened to Zheng Haiyang's parents. As a relative, he felt something in his heart, but it would be too scary to express his feelings in such a fierce way.
What kind of thing can curse you and your whole family to death, but can really affect your blood-related relatives across the sea?
Tan Wenbin came right after the exam. As soon as he entered the door, he asked eagerly: "Did I miss anything?"
Runsheng shook his head: "No."
Tan Wenbin didn't believe it and looked at Li Zhuiyuan: "Brother Xiaoyuan?"
Li Zhuiyuan also shook his head.
Finally, Tan Wenbin confirmed with Zheng Haiyang, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, nothing happened."
Zheng Haiyang said with emotion: "Brother Bin, I'm sorry for making you worry."
"Um..." Tan Wenbin avoided his eyes with a guilty conscience and reached out to pat his arm, "We are buddies, as we should."
In the evening, Sun Qing came again to confirm that everything was fine.
When she asked about Zheng Haiyang's grandparents, Li Zhuiyuan replied that he went home to cook and bring them over.
Seeing that there were so many people in the ward, Sun Qing left without any doubts.
Zheng Haiyang wanted to be discharged from the hospital. To prove that he was indeed fine, he walked around and jumped.
Tan Wenbin went to discharge him from the hospital. Not long after he left the hospital, he called Li Zhuiyuan out.
"What's wrong, Brother Binbin?"
"I just saw Zheng Haiyang's grandparents down there. They were also preparing for discharge. They refused the doctor's suggestion to stay in the hospital for observation, saying they were afraid that they would be anxious if their grandson could not see him after he went back.
Brother Xiaoyuan, this is too weird. Something happened to the whole family, so wouldn’t Haiyang’s parents..."
"It's not our place to say such things."
"Oh, yes. Then continue to go through the formalities for Haiyang?"
"Well, let Brother Runsheng take him home."
That night, Li Zhuiyuan returned home sitting in the car seat behind Tan Wenbin. After Runsheng came back, he briefly described that Zheng Haiyang and his grandparents did not know that the other had been to the hospital.
The next day, Zheng Haiyang came back to class with his usual expression.
The results of each subject of the monthly examination are also gradually announced. Starting yesterday afternoon, teachers in each group were in charge of invigilating the examination and marking the papers at the same time. The more troublesome part is actually the score statistics, but they can be sent to the lower grades so that the younger students can help calculate them. point.
In the Chinese class of class teacher Sun Qing, Chinese test papers began to be handed out, and a name was called to report the score, and then the student came up to collect the paper.
Chinese is a very magical subject. The magic is that even if you haven’t come to class for two months, your score may not be worse than the last time.
But at the same time, it is also a subject that is difficult to improve quickly through intuitive efforts. Except for occasional special circumstances, the Chinese scores of students in a class tend to fluctuate stably within their respective score ranges.
Tan Wenbin seemed very happy after getting the paper because he broke the curse and his score jumped.
Originally, his Chinese score was at the bottom of the class, but now it has become average. He got all the classical Chinese questions right this time.
This is all due to Wei Zhengdao.
He was reading "The Chronicles of Jianghu", but he was reading slowly.
When Li Zhuiyuan first read this book, he enjoyed it because of the beautiful writing. He could easily read several volumes in a day.
Tan Wenbin had to read slowly, page by page, because there were too many rare words and words in it that he didn't know what they meant, so he could only take a dictionary and keep flipping through the annotations and taking notes.
The last score was reported by Li Zhuiyuan. When the score came out, the whole class exclaimed because this score was only a few points away from the perfect score.
This is not primary school Chinese. Some questions in high school Chinese are bound to deduct points, such as composition. The fewer points deducted, the better the composition.
Being able to get this score basically proves that all the objective questions are correct.
Sun Qing said with a smile: "Actually, several of our marking teachers have had a headache for a long time. It is quite inappropriate to give full marks, but it is also difficult to find other places to deduct points. Although Li Zhuiyuan did not get this test paper, Full marks, but the answer is perfect, and his handwriting is beautiful.”
"Okay, come on, let's start talking about the questions on the paper."
Sun Qing did not hand the paper to Li Zhuiyuan, but directly used his paper to start the lecture.
Tan Wenbin pushed his Chinese test paper to the middle, meaning that we should read it together.
After completing this action, Tan Wenbin felt that it was superfluous.
Moreover, Xiaoyuan felt extremely ashamed when he asked him to look at his test paper.
"Brother, how did you take the exam?"
"Just set up a formula." Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the reading comprehension question, "You don't need to care about the original author's opinion, you only need to figure out the intention of the question maker."
After all, even if the original author writes the reading comprehension of his own article, there is a high probability that he will not get full marks.
Tan Wenbin scratched his head: "I seem to understand a little bit more. It feels different from what I thought before."
"Learn to take exams."
Here, Li Zhuiyuan was whispering to Tan Wenbin, and Sun Qing was standing in front, but she didn't criticize or stop him.
However, Tan Wenbin soon noticed that Xiaoyuan's expression darkened.
Because the teacher used Li Zhuiyuan's composition as a model essay and recited it to the whole class.
After listening, Tan Wenbin would have wanted to say sincerely: Your mother is so kind, if he hadn't noticed something was wrong with Brother Xiaoyuan's face.
But he still asked: "Brother, how to write a composition?"
"The format is neat, the beginning and end are gorgeous, the middle paragraphs are rigorous, and the handwriting is better."
"That's it? What about emotional expression?"
"The marking teacher is considered dedicated if he can spend ten seconds reading your composition."
"Fuck me!"
Sun Qing frowned and glared over.
Tan Wenbin immediately waved and bowed his head to apologize, then continued to approach Li Zhuiyuan and said excitedly: "Brother, I feel like I have enlightened myself."
After class, the classmates began to gather here.
Before, everyone had only heard rumors about the child prodigy, but this time they finally saw it with their own eyes.
Tan Wenbin opened his hands and motioned for everyone to give way: "Please spread out, don't let me, Brother Xiaoyuan, get some fresh air!"
His class was full of kingly persona, and he really succeeded in dispersing the crowd.
The next class was mathematics. Teacher Yan also reported the scores and handed out papers as soon as he came in. Li Zhuiyuan got perfect marks.
The whole class paid attention again.
Mathematics this time is actually a bit difficult, and it has just been a month since the senior year of high school, and the old knowledge points have not been reviewed yet, so many students have forgotten it.
Teacher Yan: "Tan Wenbin, you did well in the exam this time, keep up your hard work."
Tan Wenbin's face lit up with joy. He actually got a mid-range score in the math test this time.
For normal mid-level students, this is nothing, as long as they perform well, but for lower-level students, it is no less than tearing down the Berlin Wall.
Because for lower-level students, science questions are often not a question of whether they are difficult or not, but whether they can do it or not, but whether they can even understand the questions. If you want to try to write something, you won’t be able to start.
"Let me tell you, these questions look familiar to me, tsk tsk, they are indeed familiar to me, but at least I still have some sympathy left."
In the next class, we will continue to hand out papers.
When it was the turn of English class, everyone's eyes were numb at first, but when they heard the English scores came out, they all showed surprise.
Teacher Su explained with a smile: "Due to special reasons, Li Zhuiyuan did not do the listening test and got full marks for the other questions. In addition, the performance rankings came out and Li Zhuiyuan ranked first in the school in this monthly test.
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Okay, let's talk about the papers next. ”
Li Zhuiyuan silently took out Wei Zhengdao.
In a foreign language atmosphere, it seems more suitable to concentrate on reading, such as playing a suitable background music.
At the end of the third period in the afternoon, Li Zhuiyuan went to the toilet, and Tan Wenbin accompanied him.
"Haha, brother, I'm going back to Binbin's house tonight."
This time the results came out, and his overall ranking was in the middle of the grade.
"Okay, Brother Binbin."
Tan Wenbin pinched his throat and sang: "If you don't return to your hometown, you will be like walking at night in brocade clothes~"
He had already planned that when he returned, he would first cry and induce his mother to comfort him.
At the same time, before his father could take off his belt and prepare to take action, he had to throw the paper and transcript hard at Tan Yunlong's face!
No,
Do you want to get a belt first to deepen your father's guilt?
In short, pocket money needs to be added!
Returning to his seat, Li Zhuiyuan lay on the table and took a nap.
After he went back in the evening, he had to learn to draw and study dwarf things at the same time, so he couldn't focus all his energy on reading.
Monitor Zhou Yunyun walked to the desk and looked at Tan Wenbin.
Tan Wenbin rested his head on his arms and leaned on the back seat, imagining comfortably.
Zhou Yunyun walked to the door and waited for a while, but no one came out.
He had no choice but to walk back and continue to look at Tan Wenbin.
Tan Wenbin noticed her this time and asked: "What for?"
"Come out for a moment."
Because Brother Xiaoyuan was sleeping, Tan Wenbin, who was sitting inside, put one hand on the table and turned over.
As soon as the two of them went out, many students in the class started whispering.
After going out, the two of them stood leaning against the corridor wall, and the classmates passing nearby also cast special glances.
Zhou Yunyun said a little awkwardly: "I want to ask you for a favor."
"Help, easy to talk to, come on, give me a smile and I will help you."
Zhou Yunyun was so angry that his chest heaved, but he felt more and more amused, and the corners of his mouth couldn't close together unconsciously.
"Tell me what's going on."
"That's it. Can you ask Li Zhuiyuan to help me with these questions?"
Zhou Yunyun handed over a notebook, and Tan Wenbin took it and flipped through it. There were not many questions, just seven, four in mathematics and three in physics. "These question types are all in the question book my brother Xiao Yuan gave me, and they are more complicated."
"How many?"
"There are many books, including mathematics, physics and chemistry."
"Can you... lend it to me?"
The better students learn, the clearer they are about how useful professional exam writing is, especially in this era when teaching aids are scarce.
The most important thing is that Tan Wenbin's progress proves how valuable these questions are.
Tan Wenbin frowned.
"That...isn't possible?"
Zhou Yunyun asked nervously. As the squad leader, she was used to keeping a cold face on weekdays and rarely showed such an expression.
"I have to ask my brother Xiao Yuan about this, but my brother Xiao Yuan probably won't care. I can lend it to you, but you have to promise me one thing..."
"What's going on?" Zhou Yunyun took a deep breath and seemed to have made some kind of decision, his eyes showing resoluteness.
If she behaves like this, Tan Wenbin will not be able to deal with it.
"Well, it's not a big deal. You can only read it yourself. You are not allowed to lend it to others or spread it."
"Of course this is possible, is there anything else?"
"No, that's it."
"Oh, okay, I agree." Zhou Yunyun sounded a little disappointed.
No matter how dedicated men and women are to learning, at this age, they will inevitably have some beautiful fantasies.
Especially Tan Wenbin, who is expressive and cheerful, is more likely to attract attention.
In addition, he is good-looking, he looks like a ruffian in Hong Kong and Taiwan movies, and his family conditions are quite good in the countryside.
As for poor academic performance, it is not a serious consideration. After all, boys with good academic performance and good looks generally only exist in small romance books.
In reality, most male students with top grades generally find it a bit hard to swallow.
Unfortunately, under the high-pressure education of his father, the most outrageous thing Tan Wenbin did besides fighting to protect his classmates was stealing his mother's money to buy a Tetris game console.
He has the ability to bully men and dominate women, but he doesn't have the ability to do so.
And he had been led astray by someone unknowingly. Now in his eyes, puppy love is simply boring. After all, it is not interesting for girls to die.
"I have sorted out the questions and will give them to you tomorrow."
"Well, okay, thank you."
The two walked back to the classroom together.
The students in the classroom once again said in unison: "Oh~"
Zhou Yunyun's face turned slightly red, and he quickly ran to his seat and sat down, picked up his pen, and started to write his homework.
Tan Wenbin glanced at the audience with disdain, pointed at Li Zhuiyuan who was sleeping at the table, and signaled for silence.
Immediately, he supported the table with one hand again and jumped back to his seat.
It was only a small amount of money given by his family. He knew that Brother Xiaoyuan spent a lot of money to make those appliances, so he was just inspired and thought of a brilliant idea. He even thought of the advertising slogan. Here:
"Do you want your test scores to improve by leaps and bounds like me?
Want to get the prodigy’s unique learning secrets?
Do you want to change your destiny in one step?
Then come to me to buy the exercise set! ”
In the next class, Li Zhuiyuan continued to sleep.
Tan Wenbin also took a rare break and picked up a blank piece of paper to start planning. How much would it cost to sell a copy? Is it a full set or in batches?
Let’s do it in batches, after all, Brother Xiaoyuan will continue to give himself questions in the future.
The poor students in the class will not be charged any money, but will be given away.
You can also give them a little share and let them help sell it to outsiders.
Well, can other schools sell it?
It seems a bit difficult now, but maybe it will be possible in the future.
Tan Wenbin turned to look at the sleeping Li Zhuiyuan and cheered in his heart:
"Brother, come on, win the Mathematical Olympiad and build our brand awareness!"
……
That night, Tan Wenbin did not return to Zhuang Zhuang's home.
However, after going to school the next day, Li Zhuiyuan discovered that Tan Wenbin was always not in his seat during class, and was holding a group of students in the corner as if they were having a meeting.
During class, Tan Wenbin also started passing notes and seemed to be continuing to discuss something.
After school, Tan Wenbin also returned to Li Sanjiang's house and explained his plan to Li Zhuiyuan in the workshop.
"Can I make money?"
"Of course, I did market research and everyone in our class wants to buy it. Even the ones sitting in the last row want to buy it!"
"Okay then."
"You agree, Brother Xiaoyuan?"
"Yeah."
Li Zhuiyuan picked up a spiked whip on the table.
This whip is found in "The Right Way to Conquer Demons" and is called the Demon Conquering Whip.
Li Zhuiyuan was very suspicious that this was a name that Wei Zhengdao chose at random.
However, firstly, the production materials are expensive, and many materials are simply not available in the normal market. Secondly, the production method, Wei Zhengdao wrote too simply.
Perhaps in Wei Zhengdao's eyes, everyone who reads his book should have a master's degree.
For things like the Yellow River shovel, Li Zhuiyuan could reverse the design and reconstruct it. However, he couldn't do this with the Demon Subduing Whip because there was a black whip drawn on the picture.
Fortunately, by reverse engineering and dismantling the dwarf's things, I figured out the production process and can do it.
It is equivalent to a black canvas in the shape of a whip, and its practical value is greatly improved. I can make one with Runsheng. Well, Binbin can make one if he makes money.
"Brother Binbin, do you have the start-up capital? I mean the copying fee?"
"Yes." Tan Wenbin took out a black plastic bag with change inside, "I have already collected the first batch of reservation fees, didn't you see?"
"Saw it."
"Um, no, brother, you don't think I'm collecting protection money, do you?"
Early the next morning, Tan Wenbin didn't wait for Li Zhuiyuan and didn't even eat breakfast. He hurriedly rode his bicycle to the printing shop outside the school gate. After haggling with the boss, he determined the printing price.
After the first batch was bound into a volume, he returned to school. It happened that the early self-study had ended at this time, and he did not miss class.
As soon as he entered the classroom, he did not rush to distribute them. Instead, he put the booklets at his feet. When the teacher was not paying attention, he picked up a booklet, opened it, and stuffed a piece of talisman paper into it.
Li Zhuiyuan recognized the talisman paper and drew it himself.
Except for the detection effect, it was useless. At first, he thought it was because he was not good at drawing, so he drew a lot for practice.
"Brother, when you give me questions in the future, pay attention to controlling the frequency. Don't be too comprehensive. Give them one test point one by one, or according to the difficulty, beginner version, intermediate version, advanced version.
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You know, after this thing is sold, someone will definitely copy it by hand or secretly copy it. We have to increase the frequency of the exercise sets to ensure continued profits. ”
"Then you stuff the talisman paper..."
"This is the peace charm you drew with your own hands. You will definitely win every exam. You can only get it by purchasing the exercise set from our genuine channels."
"Brother Binbin, you have really considered everything."
"That's right, brother, we can't let your work go in vain."
The exercise books for this class were quickly distributed, and the remaining quantity for the next class was sold out by Tan Wenbin in the afternoon. However, he did not sell it himself and asked his classmates to sell it for him.
After school in the evening, he pushed his bicycle to the print shop to continue purchasing goods. After handing the goods to the "dealer" classmates, he followed Li Zhuiyuan home.
The first volume of the exercise book sold well. However, although Tan Wenbin had enough exercise books given to him by Li Zhuiyuan to produce four or five volumes, he was not in a hurry to publish the second volume and planned to wait for the first batch to digest it first. Digest it and publish the second volume.
The teachers also knew about this, because the first volume was mathematics, and Tan Wenbin gave a copy to all the mathematics teachers in the grade group.
When Li Zhuiyuan went to the school office to rest again, Principal Wu took the initiative to bring up the scholarship issue, and repeatedly pointed out that the school had not considered it carefully and failed to pay attention to the students' family situations.
But soon, the peaceful study life was disrupted.
During English class, head teacher Sun Qing walked to the door and called out Zheng Haiyang.
Li Zhuiyuan was sitting at the door and could see the conversation between teachers and students.
I saw Sun Qing's hand on Zheng Haiyang's shoulder. After a while, Zheng Haiyang burst into tears.
Li Zhuiyuan lowered his head silently, what was supposed to come finally came.
Zheng Haiyang's father had an accident at sea and his body could not be recovered.
The accident occurred quite early, probably when Zheng Haiyang became ill, but there was a delay in delivering the news.
But even if there were no bones, the funeral still had to be held. Zheng Haiyang's grandparents were greatly shocked by the news and had no energy to take care of things. Zheng Haiyang suddenly became stronger but had no experience in doing this. In the end, it was Tan Wenbin who I asked Li Sanjiang to help with the arrangements.
The days are on weekends.
Li Zhuiyuan came to the funeral venue and saw two old people sitting in front of the mourning hall, their expressions numb from crying.
Under the leadership of Li Sanjiang, Zheng Haiyang walked through the process step by step. Li Sanjiang kept saying hello to the guests who came to express condolences: "A filial son is young, so don't blame me for being neglectful."
"Where is his mother?" Li Zhuiyuan asked.
Tan Wenbin scratched his head: "My mother is fine, but I can't come back in time to attend the funeral."
Li Zhuiyuan asked curiously: "Is it too late for the tomb?"
"Uncle Li also asked the same question, but his grandma said so, saying there's no need to wait, just do it quickly."
"Then has he come back?"
Tan Wenbin shrugged: "How can I not come to the funeral when I come back?"
Tan Yunlong is also here. He is on vacation today and there is nothing in the office. Besides, Zheng Haiyang has also been to the house for dinner, so he came to see if he can help in any way.
As a result, not only could he not be of any help, but even when he followed the disciples, he was told by the person who marked the ceremony that Tan Yunlong had already followed the ceremony.
Moreover, even the pack of cigarettes given out as a gift was taken away.
After lunch, Tan Wenbin was called outside by Tan Yunlong.
"Where did you get the money?"
"I've been helping Xiaoyuan sell exercise books recently, and I've made a lot of money."
"I asked you to go to school just because I asked you to come..." Tan Yunlong was about to raise his tone, but saw that his son had shrunk his head, and couldn't help but soften his tone and asked, "Xiaoyuan is short of money?"
"Xiaoyuan likes to play with models and make crafts, which is more expensive."
"Oh, then please help him more and don't affect his study and rest."
"I will."
"You have to maintain your own academic performance."
"How can I keep it up? I have to keep moving forward. I have to take the entrance examination to Haihe University with Xiaoyuan."
"Your grandpa wants you to take the police academy exam."
"Dad..."
"I told him that he can become a police officer without taking the police academy exam."
"Dad, you will fool my grandpa."
"Heh."
Tan Wenbin took out the cigarettes from his pocket and put them into his father's pocket.
"Go and stay with your classmate. Spend more time with him."
"Hey."
After Tan Wenbin left, Tan Yunlong walked towards Li Zhuiyuan who was standing in the distance.
"Xiaoyuan, Binbin thanked you for your trouble. Uncle, thank you."
"Brother Binbin has been taking care of me."
"Haha, in short, if anything happens in the future, you can come to my uncle. I will definitely..."
"Uncle Tan, is Zheng Haiyang's mother really not back?"
Tan Yunlong swallowed and asked: "Who told you, his grandma?"
"Uncle, you told me now."
Tan Yunlong lit a cigarette and whispered: "His mother is back, and his grandparents have also seen her."
"What the hell happened?"
"Crazy, now in the mental hospital in Jiuhuashan.
His grandma was afraid that the child would not be able to bear such a big blow at once, so she planned to hide it from him first. ”
"I can't hide it for long. We are still far away from the college entrance examination."
"Respect the ideas of the elderly."
"Uncle Tan, I want to meet Zheng Haiyang's mother. Can you help me make arrangements?"
"Tell uncle, why?"
"Curious."
"You can make up a more appropriate reason. For example, you have a good relationship with Zheng Haiyang, and you want to do this out of concern for your friends."
"Zheng Haiyang and Brother Binbin have a good relationship, but my relationship with my classmates is relatively average."
Tan Yunlong blew out a smoke ring and said helplessly: "The brain of a child prodigy is indeed different from that of ordinary people."
"Uncle Tan, did you agree?"
"I'll make arrangements, when do you plan to go."
"Can you do it in the afternoon?"
"No, you have to apply for that place in advance."
"Then tomorrow."
"Tomorrow is Monday, you have to go to school."
"I don't have to go."
"Okay, you wait at home tomorrow and I'll pick you up."
"Thank you, uncle."
The next morning, Li Zhuiyuan did not go out, but was painting with Ali in the room.
After Tan Wenbin finished porridge, he asked Runsheng doubtfully: "Why hasn't Xiaoyuan come down yet? It's too late."
"Xiaoyuan said he is tired and won't go to school today. Please help him ask for leave from the teacher."
"Oh, okay."
Tan Wenbin went out on his bicycle.
Half an hour later, a pickup truck stopped on the Qiantou Village Road.
Li Zhuiyuan and Runsheng walked out together, opened the car door, and got in the car.
This car smelled of seafood, it was probably Tan Yunlong's borrowed car.
"Well, it has a bit of a smell, sorry, bear with me." Tan Yunlong said as he turned the car around.
As soon as he adjusted his head, a bicycle appeared in front of him. The car moved in front of the pickup truck. He brushed his bangs and raised his neck, showing a clear and dull look unique to young people.
"Aha, I guessed that you wanted to play secretly behind my back. You didn't expect that I already knew everything!"
After Tan Wenbin parked his bicycle, he walked towards the pickup truck with cat steps and took out a cigarette in a cool manner. Just as he was about to put it in his mouth, he saw Tan Yunlong sitting in the driver's seat of the pickup truck.
"Dad..."
Who would have thought that the person driving this car was actually his own father, and there were rows of blue plastic buckets tied to the back of the car.
Tan Wenbin put the cigarette into Tan Yunlong's mouth.
Then he took out the matchbox, clicked it, and lit the cigarette for his father.
"Dad, you know that I am worried that Xiaoyuan is not safe without me. Since you are here with him, I don't have to worry."
"Get lost."
"Okay."
Tan Wenbin immediately turned around and went back, helped up the bicycle, but did not pedal away in a hurry. Instead, he looked begging and turned back frequently.
Li Zhuiyuan said: "Uncle Tan, this is the motivation for brother Binbin to study."
Tan Yunlong stretched out the hand holding a cigarette out of the car window, honked the horn twice, and shouted: "Get in the car."
"Okay! Just wait for me. I'll leave the car at home."
Tan Wenbin quickly ran back, opened the car door, and squeezed in.
Runsheng asked: "Have you asked for Xiaoyuan's leave?"
Tan Wenbin nodded and said: "Please, I went to call Aunt Zhang."
Immediately, Tan Wenbin complained again: "Dad, you are really looking for this car to drive, it's so smoky inside."
"I'll wait until you make money to buy me a car and drive it."
"That's no problem, which one of us will follow the other!"
"Heh."
Tan Yunlong started the car and arrived at the entrance of the mental hospital an hour later.
This place is relatively remote, but it is very famous because it is included in the jingle of local children. In dialect, if you want to scold someone for being mentally ill, you will also say, "I will go to Jiuhua Mountain to see you tomorrow."
The guard room was relatively strict, and there were two checks after entering. Finally, the four people were taken to a bench in the corridor outside the visiting room.
The doctor leading the way said: "Zhang Yingai is being visited, please wait a moment."
Tan Wenbin asked curiously: "Could it be that Zheng Haiyang's grandma brought him to visit?"
With that said, Tan Wenbin went to the door. There was glass in the middle of the door, making it easier to observe outside when visiting.
"Hey, it's not Zheng Haiyang and the others, it's a man and a woman, people I don't know."
Li Zhuiyuan also came over at this time and looked inside.
Because the long visiting table inside was placed vertically, you could see the complete profile of the woman sitting outside.
Li Zhuiyuan knew her, Aunt Xu, she was Li Lan's secretary.
The last time Li Lan called back, it was Aunt Xu, who was also from Nantong, chatting with her grandparents.
But why is she here?
Li Lan said on the last phone call that she was going to carry out a very dangerous mission, so has Li Lan come back now?
Sitting opposite Aunt Xu and the man was Zheng Haiyang's mother, Zhang Yingai.
Zhang Yingai was wearing a very tight dress, which forced her arms to close to her body, which meant that she was still extremely aggressive.
But now, she seems normal when communicating.
Until Aunt Xu placed a photo in front of her, something was obviously wrong with Zhang Ying'ai's expression. She began to become nervous, her eyes gradually turned red, and her body was shaking.
The man next to Aunt Xu was shaking Aunt Xu's arm, probably trying to remind her to stop, but Aunt Xu seemed to have asked the most critical question and might get the answer soon, so she continued to ask questions.
Then, Zhang Ying'ai began to scream. Her voice was extremely sharp and harsh, and it was not like what a normal human could produce, so that Li Zhuiyuan and others outside the door could hear clearly.
"When it wakes up, we all have to die, we all have to die, hahaha!"
(End of chapter)