Please don't touch me at the same table, thank you

For the sake of convenience, the Song family and uncle Zhao Yulong's family lived in the same community, and it didn't even take 5 minutes to walk there.

When Song Huai pressed the doorbell, the house was brightly lit.

The orange light traveled across the soft carpet and came out from the crack in the door. Uncle, dressed in home clothes, came to open the door for him, holding a spoon in his hand.

Song Huai greeted in a low voice, and heard chatter and laughter inside, "Is there a guest at home?"

"Yeah, she's your aunt's younger sister. I'm here to see her for something, so let's chat." The uncle smiled and let him in. "I just bought a big mandarin fish today, and it happened to be steamed. Go and talk to them. Let's talk, we'll have dinner in a while."

Song Huai nodded, and walked into the living room familiarly.

Zhao Yulong and Song's father are best friends for many years. The younger sister whom he loved since childhood married a good friend. Naturally, the joy is more joyful and closer. When the two families got married, they bought the house together. Or the two sisters can also take a company.

Later, as expected, they gave birth to a pair of cousins.

After Song Huai went to elementary school, his parents were too busy with work to take care of their children. Sometimes they couldn’t pick up their children after work was late. The teacher called his uncle. Zhao Yulan picked her up after work.

Every time I held a parent-teacher meeting when I was a child, my uncle would hold one with his left hand, and my aunt would hold one with his right. The two little brothers stood in the middle ignorantly.

In a blink of an eye, the little bean sprouts back then have grown so big.

Song Huai walked in and saw his aunt Gu Chenmei sitting on the sofa with a woman in her 30s, talking and laughing.

This is Gu Chenmei's former colleague Chen Ziqing, who is now a Chinese teacher in a junior high school.

Gu Chenmei caught a glimpse of Song Huai, waved her hand quickly, and said with a smile, "Huaihuai, is school over today? I was talking about you to Ziqing just now."

Song Huai nodded and said hello, "Mr. Chen."

Chen Ziqing also smiled at him, looking at him quietly from the corner of her eye.

Song Huai from City No. 75 Middle School, the champion who ranked first in the final exam of the four cities and dropped [-] points in second place, which teacher doesn't know?

Not to mention the fact that he transferred to the No. [-] Middle School, it has already become a joke in the No. [-] Middle School of the city, which has been spread by word of mouth in the teacher circle.

As the saying goes, people go to high places and water flows to low places. This is the first time she has seen a good student transfer to a noble school, and she doesn't know what this child is thinking?

Chen Ziqing was curious and regretful, but this was not something she could intervene in.

She chatted casually: "Has Song Huai been transferred to No. [-] Middle School now? Speaking of which, I also have a student who is currently in No. [-] Middle School. He used to be mischievous in class... I don't know how it is now."

"You say that, I'm a little impressed." Gu Chenmei suddenly remembered an old incident, "Is it because the fight you mentioned before was persuaded to quit?"

"Yes."

Chen Ziqing was a little surprised, she didn't expect Gu Chenmei to remember it.Two years later, with so many students coming and going, many details were blurred, only the scene of that day remained deeply in her memory.

"This kid is smart and has good grades. He was the school committee member in the class in the second year of junior high school. Although he is a bit skinny, he has a good personality. He gets along well with both students and teachers. He handles any conflicts in the class. "

"If it wasn't for that..."

When she thought of the scene at that time, there was a bit of disgust in her eyes, and she swallowed the words in a daze considering Song Huai was in front of her eyes.

After a long time, she sighed deeply, "I heard that he was depressed at home for a long time after graduation, and he took a break from school for several months before returning to school. I don't know how he is now."

"Being able to go to school again, maybe you want to open it?" Gu Chenmei comforted her, "If you were in No. [-] Middle School, you might still know our Huai Huai."

Song Huai was reading WeChat, and the homework assigned by No. [-] Middle School was not too much. Meng Xi quickly finished an English subject like chicken blood, and even took a picture of him proudly to show off.

He zoomed in on the photo, ticked the wrong question on it, and was about to send it out, when he heard Chen Ziqing say in his ear, "Really? My student should be a sophomore now, and he's about the same age as Song Huai, right? It should be academic, called Meng Xi, Meng whose mother moved three times, learned from Xi."

beep.

A new WeChat message popped up on the phone, two, three.

All from the same contact.

Song Huai paused his fingers, and slowly raised his head, "Which Meng and Xi did you say?"

·

Meng Xi was domineering in the billiards bar, and the test papers covered the entire table.The gangsters ran with them all the way, made two hours of photocopies, and they did it to death. They all wiped their tears and cried that they didn't want to live anymore, and sent messages in the WeChat group asking if they could urinate.

When Zhang Zhifeng saw it, he immediately slapped fried chestnuts and served him.

Meng Xi took a picture of the completed English paper and sent it to Song Huai triumphantly.

"How is it? I finished it in just two hours. Teacher Song, please check and accept the result."

He clicked his phone, and the punks beside him who hadn't finished all raised their longing eyes.

Envy, envy, but not fight.

Meng Xi was waiting for Song Huai's reply. Seeing them all hungrily from the corner of his eye, he couldn't help smiling, and finally let them go, "Okay, I won't make things difficult for you, let's go here first."

The punks just breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the first half of the sentence, but when they heard the words "today first", they rolled their eyelids and almost looked up.

The brother next to him was also very involved, hugging his neck and howling dryly, each sound more and more mournful, "Friend! My friend who has shared our hardships but not our joys! The dawn of victory is just around the corner, how can you leave me alone, alone! From! Leave! Go!"

"That's enough, the statuettes are not as good as you guys."

Meng Xi waved his hand and cursed with a smile, "It's fine, it's fine, don't pretend to be here with me. Go back early, wash up and sleep, I won't keep you for dinner."

The gangsters immediately put away their jokes, relieved, and when they left, they looked like elementary school students going on a spring outing, or high school candidates escaping the examination room, and all of them looked like they had just escaped from death.

Meng Xi smiled helplessly, and glanced at his phone, but Mr. Song hadn't replied yet.

He was about to add some material to Mr. Song, when suddenly a shadow that was not too deep and not too shallow fell on his eyelids.

"?" Meng Xi looked up quickly, "Zhang Zhifeng? What are you doing here? Do you want to stay up late with me to study the questions?"

"..."

Zhang Zhifeng's limited brain went blank for two seconds, and it took a long time to realize that it was just a joke, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "No. Brother Meng, there is something I want to tell you."

Meng Xi didn't raise his head, "Then tell me."

After getting permission, Zhang Zhifeng said with confidence: "Someone came to Juxing to look for you before, and asked the people at the bar if they knew you with your photo. I happened to be there, so I said you haven't come for a long time. Brother Meng , I am worried that someone is coming to seek revenge on you..."

Meng Xi paused slightly as he swiped the WeChat page.

"When? What does that person look like?"

He raised his head, and the smile on the corner of his mouth faded quite a bit.

Zhang Zhifeng was slightly taken aback, and then he stumbled and said after a long time: "It's just what happened a few days ago... I just remember that he has a crew cut. He looks a little shorter than me, so he's not easy to provoke. He smiled when he came up Yes, we said we didn't know each other, but he didn't believe it, so he called up the payment code on the spot, and said that as long as we reveal one piece of your information, he will give us three thousand."

Three thousand, what kind of concept is that.

At that time, the interns at the bar were about to open their mouths, but Zhang Zhifeng felt that something was wrong, so he covered it back.

Meng Xi's face became colder when he heard this.

At the end, Zhang Zhifeng's voice dropped by half, "Brother Meng, does he really have a grudge against you?"

He is a gangster, and he knows the hatred of these fights the most. How could he not detect that something was wrong at that time.Seeing that he didn't speak, the intern woke up a little bit and shut up.

Brother Pingtou was a little surprised that no one had claimed the bonus that day, but in the end he left a few hundred dollars on the counter.

Zhang Zhifeng didn't want it.

He asked the intern to keep the several hundred dollars and hand them back when the crew came back.

Although nothing was leaked, he was really worried and reported the matter to Meng Xi.

"Brother Meng, if you are an enemy, I think you should keep a low profile during this time."

Zhang Zhifeng persuaded cautiously, "Let's bear with it as long as we can. I always feel that he is not a good person. His ruthlessness is not something of a gangster. I was a little scared when I saw it. What if we hit the iron board..."

Meng Xi listened to each word, clenched his fists and then loosened them, and said with a calm face, "It's not really an iron plate, it's just a mad dog."

Zhang Zhifeng was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

"Didn't it be said that beating a dog depends on the owner?"

He twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a cold smile, "It's a pity that Mad Dog doesn't have such a thing. If we see you next time... just kill him."

·

Chen Ziqing chatted with Gu Chenmei for a while, thinking about the children at home, and left early.After the meal, it was time for Zhao Yulan to get off work, so she came to take her son home.

Song Huai helped Gu Chenmei wash the dishes in the kitchen, while the Zhao brothers and sisters hid in the hallway and chatted.

"You should give him some time." Zhao Yulong said in a low voice, "He has always had a strong sense of self-esteem since he was a child, and he wants to do his best in everything. The sudden illness is already a big blow. Let it take its course and let him Slowly accept..."

Zhao Yulan couldn't help but said, "I don't see any blows from him."

"Shhh." Zhao Yulong pressed his hand to let her speak in a low voice, "Huaihuai is introverted, we'd better take it slow, he's still young..."

"Brother, he's 17 this year, and he'll be an adult in another year, so he should be responsible for himself." Zhao Yulan disagreed, "Since he got sick, we all said to take it slow and guide him step by step. But It's been a year, do you think this soft policy is effective?"

"No matter what kind of disease you have, you can't hide it from the doctor." She said disgustedly, "You are still a bureau chief, why don't you understand this truth? It's absolutely true that a loving mother gave birth to a defeated child."

Zhao Yulong choked, completely speechless.

He struggled for a long time, and then asked: "Does Dr. Chen have anything to say?"

"Dr. Chen said, this is not some kind of cancer, it can be cured."

Zhao Yulan glanced at the kitchen, and answered firmly in a low voice, "He said, you can try desensitization treatment."