The national teacher dressed as a rich and noble son

Xie Chenbo didn't have a handkerchief or paper in his hand, so he didn't know how to comfort his brother.

Rationally, he knew that Shang Yange had his own affairs. After he sent Xie Yubo to the plane, the delivery of responsibilities was over, but seeing his brother crying so miserably, he couldn't help but blame Shang Yange for feeding Xie Yubo soul medicine.

Isn't it because he didn't come to look for him, and he's not a boyfriend and girlfriend, so why is he so sad?

Xie Yubo felt ashamed, tried to control his emotions, and said, "It's not because of Mr. Shang. I think of those brothers. His mother is sick in China, and I'm very sad."

Brother Xie reluctantly accepted this explanation, mainly because he didn't accept it and didn't know what to do. It's rare to be confused in life. Anyway, this time Xue Jing's surgery is over, and he will stay for another two days until the situation is stable, and then return to China with Xie Yubo.

My younger brother is still the most at ease looking at him.

"Let's go to the hospital. I just told my mother to take you to the amusement park on the way. Mom has been waiting for you for a long time." Xie Chenbo took his younger brother into the car and left the airport quickly.

Shang Yange still didn't come forward in the end, because Xie Chenbo was there, and many things were hard to explain.

Xie Yubo pressed his head against the window glass, the darkness in front of him prevented him from enjoying the foreign scenery, but it also allowed him to think about some things calmly.

It seems that no matter how safe he is, Shang Yange will not believe him. In contrast, his uncle will support him more.Xie Yubo suddenly understood the differences in personalities between people. The king is naturally suspicious and wants to control, and he doesn't want anything to exceed his expectations.

The tyrant has been in business all his life, and any problems he encounters can be solved with money.He doesn't need the national teacher anymore, the existence of the national teacher will only worry him.

He and the tyrant are not born to be together, whether they are monarchs or ministers or friends, it makes them unhappy.

The tyrant couldn't trust him, he couldn't make the tyrant trust him, there was no solution.He thought optimistically that maybe finding the tyrant was just an obsession of not being able to see anyone in his previous life. Now that he knows that the tyrant is doing well, he will slowly let go of his past.

Xie Yubo comforted herself and said that there will be other people who need their own teachers, for example, some people want to get out of the mountains, and some people want to return to the motherland.

In short, it's impossible for him to be like in his previous life, and he won't count for half a year.In half a year, he can help a lot of people, gain a lot of gold, be a man with no regrets, and don't force anything else.

Xue Jing was in good condition before the operation, and the doctor in charge said she was very sure. Xie Yubo quietly checked her pulse, with a smile on her face: "Mom, I'm here to accompany you, let's go home together."

Xue Jing: "Thank you Xiaobo, are you not going to class?"

Xie Yubo: "Liu Fei and the others simulate exam papers every day, I don't want to listen."

Xue Jing touched the corners of his eyes distressedly, and accidentally discovered the traces of Xie Yubo's crying. When she was young, she saw that the big baby son, as long as there was a slight abnormality, could not escape her mother's eyes.

Her little Bo, who can't see the vast world with her eyes, will cry sadly, which is not fair at all.

Xue Jing sent the eldest son away, and asked quietly: "Are you crying?"

Xie Yubo was too lazy to lie, she pressed her face on Xue Jing's quilt, and said firmly, "It's not that I'm crying, it's that I've grown up."

I just don't want to go into details.

Xue Jing rubbed his head, it hurts when a child grows up in tears, she thought Xie Yubo would always be like a child, he has two older brothers who can take care of him and protect him for a lifetime without any worries.

Xue Jing thought for a while, and said to Xie Yubo: "When you grow up, you have found your life goal. Mom knows that Xiaobo will definitely have something she wants to do."

Xie Yubo's eyelids moved, and he was a little taken aback.

Xue Jing continued: "Mom will support you no matter what. Your brother worries too much about you, and you have to understand him."

Xie Yubo: "It's none of my brother's business, he hasn't cared about me for a long time."

Xue Jing: "Could it be Mr. Shang?"

Xie Yubo shook his head, "It's because I encountered some things at the airport and gained a sense of life."

Xue Jing does not expose, the rebellious youngest son and the patriarch who takes care of everything will inevitably have conflicts in their growth: "A man should be responsible, have responsibility, be firm in himself, and understand others. You have never taken care of others, and sometimes you don't understand adults. With your brother in front of you, Mr. Shang is responsible for taking care of you, so the pressure is great. If your mother throws you a baby, don’t you have to watch it 24 hours a day before you feel at ease? "

Xie Yubo rolled his eyelids, few people tried to educate him, the last one was a tyrant.What he encountered in this life was more pampered.

The serious conversation between mother and child made Xie Yubo feel more at ease about this world.

"I understand that I will apologize to President Shang for what I did wrong."

"Xiao Bo is so sensible." Xue Jing changed the topic, "After the operation, I will let your brother go back to China. What kind of business can we talk about for a month? I thought it would be a good date!"

Hmph, if Xie Chenbo's partner showed such sincerity, she would have embraced her grandson long ago.Don't talk about the partner, it's better to go back to China to take care of Xie Yubo as soon as possible. It's nothing to leave the child in someone else's house, there is no place to complain about the grievances.

After all, Xue Jing is also a conniving faction. She was very tactful when educating her younger son, and she was not procrastinating when she took back custody.

The implication is that Xie Yubo is not allowed to live with Shang Yan.

Xie Yubo froze for a moment, then nodded, "Okay."

He made an excuse to go to the bathroom, touched the sink, and ran over a piece of talisman paper with his fingertips, igniting a cluster of blue flames.

The master of the great country created the five-element conversion talisman, turning gold into wood.

On the plane back home.

Things changed later, and Qu An Guo and Shi Feihong chose the closest flight, a foreign airline, and the crew was also foreign.

Three hours after take-off, an announcement suddenly sounded on the plane, first in English and then in Chinese. The content was that a passenger on the plane had lost his valuables, and now everyone needs to be checked.

The flight attendants start from the first row and focus on checking everyone's carry-on bags.

"Why check? You have no right to body search!" A black-haired young man protested loudly and said in fluent English, "Call the police after landing. We will cooperate with the police. If you want to search now, it is a violation of our human rights."

The person who originally planned to cooperate with the investigation, who thought he was unlucky, suddenly realized that, yes, the flight attendants are not policemen, and they are not qualified to inspect them.

Qu Anguo intuited that the crew was coming for them. The ground intelligence agency estimated that he and Shi Feihong had met at this time, and suspected that although the other person did not board the plane, the information might be passed on to others to take back.

He and Shi Feihong looked at each other. At this time, they were not far from the mainland of Country X, and the plane might turn back at any time. The palms of the two couldn't help sweating.

The briefcase with the data USB flash drive was placed at their feet.

Other passengers keenly noticed that the stewardess held a list in her hand and checked some of them.

And these people, without exception, are Chinese.

"Why do you focus on inspecting the Chinese, we refuse to be inspected!"

Stewardess: "We don't discriminate, everyone has to be checked."

Being regarded as a key inspection object, even the Buddhist passengers were angry.

"Stop checking, we want to expose you!"

"What the hell? Don't think that we Chinese are easy to bully, just complain to the Civil Aviation Administration when we land!"

Facing dozens of mobile phone cameras that were recording, the crew finally stopped being overbearing and hurriedly pulled the curtain, as if to report to their superiors.

The crew retreated, and all the Chinese passengers gave a small cheer, as if at this moment, they were no longer scattered wanderers overseas, but a strong knot.They don't even know that they have inadvertently protected the best interests of the motherland.

Qu Anguo's heartbeat slowed down, but he didn't expect to be more nervous on the return trip than when he came.When he came, he would have died at most, but now, he brought back Zhu An Guo and important information, if he didn't succeed, he would die with regret.

The cabin gradually became quiet. Everyone thought that the storm had passed, but the radio suddenly sounded again.

The white flight attendant clicked, and a search warrant appeared on the electronic screen in front of each aircraft seat: "The loss of important information on the plane is closely related to our national defense. This is a search warrant, please cooperate."

The crew focused on checking the Chinese, and a realization flashed through the minds of all the Chinese—they seemed to be on the same plane as the extraordinary person.

Said it was the crew information of the other party, but they all acted together when they got on the plane just now, who has the time to steal the information?With the level of shame in this country, who can say for sure if it is a thief calling for a thief?Maybe they want to intercept intelligence from their motherland?

After being treated differently just now, the Chinese felt a strong sense of honor and disgrace in their hearts, followed by a cruel question, what should they do?

The black-haired young man in his early years stood up again and said, "The plane has arrived on the high seas, and you have no right to enforce the law against citizens of other countries."

"Yes! We have passed the security check and are not carrying any prohibited items."

"We don't cooperate!"

Shi Feihong looked at these people with the same skin color in front of him, his eyes were a little bit astringent, no matter where he went, the Chinese were one-hearted, and they were not afraid of being looked down upon.

Most of the people on the plane are Chinese nationals, and in the mission issued, it only said that "there may be information", this "possibility" is not great.

The crew was also afraid of riots, so they discussed for a while and adopted a compromise method. They did not know where to get a metal detector and asked passengers to take out the metal objects in the backpack. As long as there were no other items in the bag, the detector would not If there is a loud noise, the bag will not be turned over, and the privacy of passengers will be respected.If you don't cooperate, the plane may return.

This method makes people have nothing to say, and the Chinese feel depressed, but they have to be reasonable, and they can only create a little trouble during the inspection.

When they checked the row of Qu Anguo, the chief flight attendant felt that it was impossible for the plane to have any intelligence personnel on board.

"Stand up, please, and put all metal objects on the seats."

Qu Anguo and Shi Feihong looked calm, and neither of them touched the briefcase under their feet, pretending that it didn't exist, betting that Xie Yubo's blindfold method would be effective for the detector.

The purser made a few beeps, and after confirming that only the belt contained metal, he moved the detector down, getting closer and closer to the briefcase.

Qu Anguo's eyes followed the detector, and when the detector touched the briefcase, his heart tightened suddenly, and the USB drives inside were all metal shells.

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation."

After the probe head was shaken, there was no sound, as if it was just a bag of wood inside.The purser apologized and moved on to the next passenger.

Qu Anguo kept his expression on the face, the soles of his feet were secretly weak, and there was only one sentence in his heart——

Xie Yubo is awesome.

Ten hours later, the plane landed safely.

Qu Anguo sent a message to the relevant departments, and the relevant departments immediately issued instructions to pick up the two people from the special passage.

Sensitive passengers quietly paid attention to the changes at the airport, and seemed to be ready for battle. They reminded each other, and their hearts were filled with joy and pride.

A few days later, when the news is broadcast, some people may be belatedly guessing that they and the hero returned to China on the same plane!

……

Xie's family rented a resting villa next to the hospital, and Xie Yubo met his second brother for the first time later.

Xie Chenxing's demeanor leaned towards Xue Yiming, and when they stood together, they seemed like brothers.

Xie Yubo's eyes showed sympathy, it was just too similar, the second brother had the same troubles as his uncle.

"Second brother."

Xie Chenxing: "Xiaobo will call someone, this is a greeting gift from my brother."

Xie Chenxing only has one younger brother, and after growing up so old, he finally heard him call him brother face to face.

Xie Yubo's wrist sank, and he asked, "What is it?"

Xie Chenxing: "I heard that you lost your phone. This is a new phone. All the special apps from before are still there, and there is also a phone holder."

Mobile phone holder, carved in solid gold.

Xie Yubo still felt a little distressed when he thought of the phone he had thrown away.

Xie Chenxing helped him hang the phone around his neck, "In the future, you will hang it like this when you go out, so you won't lose it. If you have a new phone that is exactly the same, you will treat it as if it came back."

When the second brother said it, Xie Yubo wanted to go to the trash can to pick it up.

The mobile phones are exactly the same, and the voice-based software specially developed by his brothers is also there. The only difference is that there is a reporting software missing.

Maybe it won't be necessary anymore.

At night, Xie Yubo lay on the bed and fiddled with his mobile phone. His eyesight was about half restored. He turned on the music and said, "I'm not happy. Play a happy song."

The window was suddenly opened from the outside, and Xie Yubo lived on the first floor, thinking that a thief had entered, so she turned her head quickly.

Shang Yange, who was in a suit and leather shoes, did not go through the main entrance, but leaned on the window edge with both hands, stepped on the window sill with his high-end leather shoes, stretched his wrists, and jumped in!

Xie Yubo blinked, is the sky eye gone?