From Jiu Shu's world

Henry Zhang was not surprised at all, and when the flashlight shone, he showed the appearance of the man in front.

A tattered white dress comparable to Baijiayi, but now the gray-black clothes are a bit darker. Under the clothes, there is a thin body like a skeleton that cannot support the clothes.

This is an old man who picks up waste, his hair is thin and gray, and there is a bag of plastic bottles beside him, looking straight at the three of them.

"Uncle Ah Jian?"

He Mengqing suddenly shouted in surprise, he recognized that the old man in front of him seemed to be Uncle A Jian who was picking up waste in the town, he really didn't expect that it was almost night and he was still here.

He Mengqing breathed a sigh of relief, and He Lu also let go of his heart.

The old man named Ah Jian followed the light of the flashlight and saw clearly the appearance of several people. Seeing that they were people from the town, he relaxed his vigilance a bit.

A gleam of light flashed through his cloudy eyes, and he asked, "What are you doing here when it's getting dark, do you still want to ask about Li Yanxue back then, little boy?"

He Mengqing never thought that he would meet anyone here. He didn't want everyone to know about his daughter's affairs, so he hesitated for a while and couldn't think of any excuses.

So I thought about dealing with it first.He nodded and said, "Uncle Jian, I want to ask you what else you knew about that incident back then."

When He Mengqing asked about He Lu's grandmother, he actually relied on Uncle Jian's contribution.

There are many people who know about the past, but those who still live to this day remember clearly, in fact, there are not many. Those who moved away moved away, and the rest are people like Uncle Jian.

This old man A Jian is also strange, he has been picking up waste in this town for most of his life, and he obviously has a right hand and a foot, but he just refuses to do other things, which has been criticized for a long time.

He Mengqing was also a dead horse as a living horse doctor at the time, so he asked Uncle A Jian, but he did not expect to find out something.

Now that the two knew each other, the atmosphere became much better after the conversation.

The old man Ajian said that he put the waste bag full of plastic bottles in the corner of the wall, and then he sat on the stairs and sighed: "You young man, why are you so curious about those things back then? It's not so glamorous." matter."

He leaned back slightly, and then said, "Tell me, what else do you want to know?"

He Mengqing glanced at Henry Zhang worriedly, fearing that his actions would ruin Henry Zhang’s plan.

After listening to the conversation between the two, Henry Zhang knew that the old man A Jian should be one of the insiders back then, so he also became curious, and nodded in front of He Mengqing's asking eyes.

When He Mengqing saw Henry Zhang nodded slightly, he was relieved, knowing that Henry Zhang didn’t mind.

He took out the cigarette case in his coat pocket, smoked a cigarette and handed it to the old man, and then lit it for the old man, after the old man took a puff of the cigarette.

Then he asked aloud: "Uncle A Jian, I want to ask about that Li Dingfeng back then."

"Li Dingfeng?"

The old man Jian was stunned suddenly, the spark of the cigarette in his hand was extremely bright in the dimness.

He was stunned for a while, then he came back to his senses, shook the cigarette ash, and then said quietly:

"Hehe, Li Dingfeng, speaking of which, he was still my class teacher back then."

Chapter 478 Three Zero One Classroom

"head teacher?"

The three of them looked suspiciously at the old man who was smoking. They really didn't expect that this old man was actually Li Dingfeng's student back then.

But He Mengqing thought about it again, so it turned out that there was such a thing, so it's no wonder that Uncle Jian knew so much about the past.

The old man A Jian took a deep breath of the cigarette, exhaled thick smoke, then sighed, and said: "My name is Yang Jianye, and I was also a student of Teacher Li Dingfeng back then. Speaking of which, Li Yanxue and I are still classmates."

Yang Jianye said while smoking, "If you are ordinary people, if you want to ask about the past, I don't want to talk about it."

He raised his head and glanced at He Lu beside He Mengqing, his cloudy eyes flickered, and then he said: "However, this girl should be a descendant of Li Yanxue, since you want to know about the ancestors, I shouldn't stop you, say I’m still confused about what happened back then, so you can check it out.”

"You know us?"

He Mengqing was very surprised, he didn't expect Yang Jianye to know the relationship between his family and Li Yanxue.

Yang Jianye took a puff of cigarette, glanced at He Mengqing, and said, "Old guy, I've been in this town for so long, why don't I know?"

Yang Jianye pinched the cigarette to the ground, and a few wisps of green smoke came out.

"Oh, Mr. Li is a good person. I don't even believe that such a thing will happen now."

Yang Jianye opened up the conversation box and slowly narrated the events of that year.

"Ms. Li is a good person, elegant, patient in teaching us the language, and good-looking. There is no teacher or classmate in Bayi High School who doesn't like him."

There was a look of nostalgia on his face, and a soft light in his eyes. He smiled lightly, showing his yellow teeth, and said:

"However, at that time, Li Yanxue and Li Yanmei were the two sisters who impressed us the most. The elder sister was quiet and elegant, and the younger sister was lively and outgoing. There was no one among our group of boys who didn't like them."

"Teacher Li is also a very nice person. He knows what our little boys are thinking, but he is not angry. He always instructs us to focus on learning. He said that it is normal for young Muai, but if you don't learn your skills well, you won't get girls." Favored."

"Ugh"

Yang Jianye's nostalgia and tenderness turned into loneliness, he sighed:

"But everything changed in that fire."

He Lu asked softly, "Yes, the fire that happened to my second grandma?"

"Second grandma?"

Yang Jianye was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "That's right, it should be called Second Grandma."

He said: "It was the big fire. I don't know what happened. That day, the barn suddenly caught fire. Li Yanmei and a boy were burned to death in that big fire."

Yang Jianye's voice was low, as if he was hiding some emotions. He took a breath, and then continued: "Since that day, things have changed. Li Yanxue stopped laughing. It seems that she couldn't stand the stimulation and her nerves went wrong. When she was silent, she became even more silent. , but sometimes very cheerful, just like Yanmei.”

"People say that Li Yanxue is crazy and wants to live for her sister. Everyone loves her, but Teacher Li seems to be more silent."

"Later, you all knew about those things. Teacher Li suddenly left Li Yanxue in the classroom one day, and then the things you mentioned happened."

He shook his head, sighed in a long voice, and said, "Tell me, how could such a nice person as Teacher Li hurt Li Yanxue, and how could a weak girl like Li Yanxue stabbed Teacher Li to death with a pen? I can't figure it out." , I can't figure it out."

The old man Yang Jianye took up the position, patted his clothes, picked up the trash bag beside him, ignored the three of them, and walked down the stairs step by step.

"Go back, don't stay in the garbage dump at night."

After the sound fell, Yang Jianye's people disappeared at the corner of the stairs, and the footsteps became farther and farther away, and finally disappeared.

After listening to Yang Jianye's story, Henry Zhang and the others all showed a look of thought. What happened to Li Dingfeng seemed to be blurred again.

For a long while, Henry Zhang looked up at the full moon outside through the rotten window, and it was already night.

He said: "Don't think too much, whether it is Li Dingfeng or not, you can find out by going to classroom [-]."