I have something to say about the invisible population of schools

Yang Xiaofeng couldn't let his grandma see the difference. He knew that grandma deliberately kept these things from him because he didn't want him to be affected. If it was revealed, grandma would definitely be worried and would ask all kinds of things to know how he knew.

Instead of this, it is better not to say a word.

When he was leaving, grandma brought him another bag of thick coats.I couldn't fit it in my schoolbag, so I had to carry it.

Local students always feel that the dormitory is just a place to stay temporarily, even though they actually live there five days a week.No matter how bad the dormitory conditions are, it will pass after a while.Normally, Yang Xiaofeng was unwilling to bring too many things to school. He thought it was inconvenient to squeeze the subway, and grandma thought he would refuse impatiently, but today he just nodded silently, reached out to take it, and walked out. With a cat cage in one hand and a bag in the other, an empty mineral water bottle was inserted beside the bag.

Liu An was going to the suburbs to do some errands, and sent the two children to school by the way.

"Wow, what a cute cat."

"You like it, just hold it." Yang Xiaofeng was absent-minded, and handed the cat cage over casually.

"Where did the cat come from?" Liu Yiyi opened the cage and carried the cat out, scratching the cat's chin and asking.

"Here, classmate's, let me raise it here for a day, and I'll bring it back to him today."

"You're lying again." Liu Yiyi pouted, "Where are cats allowed in the school?"

"He... bought a new one. He couldn't walk away when he wanted to pick up the cat yesterday, so I went to the cattery to pick it up for him."

"That's still not right, how can he let cats in school?"

"He...he rented a house outside by himself. He is rich and self-willed."

Liu Yiyi looked at him dubiously, and saw that he spoke with a nose and a face, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the front, and it didn't seem like he was lying, so she had to give up, lowered her head and continued to play with the cat.

In fact, Yang Xiaofeng was in a daze.

Yang Xiaofeng made up a few words to confuse Liu Yiyi. For a while, he was thinking about the death of his parents 13 years ago, and for a while, he thought that he hadn't found a home for this cat yet, and now one head is bigger than both.

"By the way, uncle, I have something to ask you." Yang Xiaofeng's eyes suddenly lit up. Isn't there an insider in front of him, "Do you still remember my parents?"

Liu An's hands holding the steering wheel shook visibly, the car didn't stabilize, the front of the car slid to the left lane, and the cars behind were so anxious that they honked their horns.

After hearing this, Liu Yiyi stopped teasing the cat, raised her head and held the cat in her arms, looked at Yang Xiaofeng and then at Liu An, as if she didn't know whether to interrupt.

After Liu An slowed down the car and drove for a short distance, he asked back lightly: "Why did you remember to ask this?"

"Just... I dreamed about my parents a few days ago, so I want to ask."

"Really?" Liu An smiled softly, looked into the rearview mirror and asked, "Sure enough, my son is the closest. I haven't dreamed of Xiaoyue for several years. How is she? Is she okay?"

"Well, it's pretty good." Yang Xiaofeng didn't care about that, and simply got straight to the point, "I remember my parents died in a car accident. What about the car that caused the accident? What about the driver? What happened to them?"

Liu An's originally gentle eyes instantly darkened, and the atmosphere in the car suddenly became extremely stiff.

Liu Yiyi hugged the cat and shrank her neck. Caught in the heavy atmosphere between the old man and the young man, she felt extremely uncomfortable for a while, and she didn't even know where to put her hands and feet.

She felt that the temperature in the car seemed to have dropped a bit, and she hugged the cat even tighter.

The cat in his hands meowed several times out of season, as if in protest.

Liu Yiyi let out a "hush", and kept stroking the cat's back with her fingers to calm it down. Seeing the cat yawned and lay on her lap, she tried to laugh "hahaha" a few times. Voice: "Go on, go on."

"There was no monitoring at the time, and the car that caused the accident could not be found." Liu An shook his head, as if he didn't want to mention it again.

Liu An thought about 13 years ago, although there was no monitoring at that time, the police visited the nearby residents, and some people pointed out that there was an unlicensed black off-road vehicle that appeared near that path. , and clearly pointed out that the driver was a young man, and a young woman was sitting in the co-pilot trying to take the steering wheel.

There was a puddle of unknown liquid on the front bumper of the car. The resident originally thought it was contaminated with sewage or something, but now that he thought about it, it should be blood.

It's just that when they went to look for it later, the Bai family, who had a big family and a big business, ignored it at all, insisting that the car had been scrapped, and now they can't find it.

Liu An asked them with red eyes: "Then where were you and what were you doing that night?"

The patriarch of the Bai family, Bai Jing's father, Bai Hong, patted the table, stood up with a sneer, pointed at his nose and cursed: "I tell you, my daughter stayed at home that day and never left. My nanny and I can testify, what? Do you have evidence? If not, please go back. "

The little nanny of the Bai family stepped forward obediently, lowered her head and rubbed the rag, and said softly in substandard Mandarin: "I testify that Miss Bai was at home that night, and I gave Miss Bai a gift at night. Had red dates and white fungus soup."

They are lying.

Liu An gritted her teeth but didn't believe it, she wanted to ask more questions, Bai Hong took out a small box and passed it to the little nanny.

"Mr. Liu, don't ask any more questions. I sympathize with your sister's experience. She still has a son to raise. There are 50 in it. You can take it away. It's my heart. After taking it away, don't Come to disturb our Bai family again."

"You want to use money to settle this matter? Do you think human life can be exchanged for money?"

"80."

"I don't want money..." Liu An only said half of this sentence, and couldn't say it anymore.

Bai Hong threw out a few photos, Liu An subconsciously looked down, there was a little boy in the photos, who looked exactly like Liu Yue with ignorant eyes, he was his nephew.

There are also a few photos of a little girl in a skirt, which is his daughter Liu Yiyi.

The two children are only two months apart, and they live close to each other, so they study in a kindergarten.

"Young people are almost enough. Your nephew is only as old as your daughter is, and they still have to rely on you. Let's take reality into account." Seeing Liu An was speechless, Bai Hong smiled triumphantly, "Xiao Li , you go and get another box from my study."

The little nanny went upstairs in response.

Only Liu An and Bai Hong were left in the huge living room.

Bai Hong came over and patted him on the shoulder, the heavy pressure brought by reality made Liu An unable to breathe.

"Mr. Liu, the dead cannot be brought back to life. So you have to think about the living."

Bai Hong put the two boxes side by side at Liu An's feet, and told him: "This place adds up to 100 million yuan, which I gave to your sister's family. Keep these and go live. If you want to pursue it further, don't blame me." You are welcome."

13 million yuan 100 years ago was enough to buy a house with two bedrooms and two living rooms in Xujiahui.

Looking at the few photos scattered on the ground and the two boxes of cash at his feet, Liu An was shaken. He admitted that he really wanted to get justice for his sister and brother-in-law.

But can it really be done?

He is a lawyer, and he has seen too many rich and powerful people who want to make big things into small things, and he has seen too many ordinary people go bankrupt but get nothing.

Liu An didn't want to and didn't dare to be the latter kind of person, he couldn't afford to bet.

The reality is so hateful, Liu An bit his lip, thought for a long time, and finally bent down tremblingly to pick up the two boxes.

The 100 million cash was very heavy, and the weight was not only on his hands, but also on his heart.

Walking out of the gate of Bai's house, before the luxurious gate was completely closed behind him, Bai Hong reminded loudly: "Remember, you have to do your job well after taking the money."

Liu An couldn't remember how he walked out of Bai's house in the end.He only remembered that he smoked cigarettes for several days in despair, and finally went to Xujiahui to buy a two-bedroom, two-living room. Quite a lot.Yang Xiaofeng's name was written on the real estate certificate, and there was a balance of tens of thousands of yuan in the end, which he sent to Yang Xiaofeng's grandmother.

Liu An's idea was that after all, Yang Xiaofeng's parents sacrificed their lives for the money, and he has no ability to exchange other people's lives, so the money must be spent on Yang Xiaofeng.

He is a lawyer, so these things are naturally done clearly. He hid the real estate certificate under the wardrobe, and waited for Yang Xiaofeng to send it over when he was about to get married.

"Uncle? Uncle?"

Seeing Liu An in a daze, Yang Xiaofeng shook the steering wheel several times, and the cars behind him passed by honking their horns one by one, but he didn't respond.He hurriedly reminded Liu An to regain his senses.

"Huh?" Liu An then returned to reality, and found that his nephew had pulled off his seat belt, and half of his body was already in front.

Liu An pretended to be angry, and scolded him: "Sit back and put on your seat belt, you are so dangerous."

"Oh."

Yang Xiaofeng put the seat belt back on, still unwilling to give up and asked: "Then uncle, what about my parents?"

"It's been so many years, don't think so much."

Liu An sighed for no reason, trying to persuade Yang Xiaofeng like this.

Yang Xiaofeng didn't speak, but just looked at Liu An's face in the rearview mirror. In all fairness, Yang Xiaofeng looked more like his mother Liu Yue, the corners of his eyes and brows were very similar to Liu Yue. Liu An looked at his eyes in a daze. I saw my sister again when she was young.

The author has something to say: tomorrow at ten o'clock