Physical persuasion, scientific transcendence [unlimited]

In the evening, the pale woman who went out with the baby did not return.

Song Lingdi whispered: "It may be that the child has some problems in the examination. Shall we go to the hospital to see them tomorrow?"

Wen Youning said softly: "Depending on the weather conditions, the typhoon will make landfall in a few days. When the time comes, the wind will be strong and accidents will easily occur. We have to avoid it in advance."

Song Lingdi nodded slightly.

The other people in the group rented house also came back one after another, and everyone was still working on their own, basically without any communication.

On the contrary, when the little boy of the family of three came home, when he saw Wen Youning, he instinctively dodged.

Wen Youning withdrew his gaze, pretending he didn't see it.

The young man next to him couldn't help but look around.

Thinking of what Wen Youning didn't mention about what happened to him in junior high school, the young man couldn't help but cast his unkind eyes on that little boy.

The middle-aged woman who routinely scolded the man for being a wimp and her son for being a white-eyed wolf every day is doing homework against the little boy, but she is not educated enough to understand it at all.

The young man walked over in a timely manner, stood beside the low table, looked down at the little boy's homework, and then said without embarrassment at all, "This question is wrong."

The little boy didn't look back at all, but the middle-aged woman immediately looked at the young man, "You—"

The young man who was cooking just now proudly raised his chin, and said as a matter of course: "If you can't do such a simple question correctly in the first grade of junior high school, how can you take the senior high school entrance examination in the future? Come, let me tell you how to write this question!"

The middle-aged woman was still drooping, and she didn't have a good face at all.

As a result, after discovering that the young man was able to help teach the children to do their homework, her attitude immediately turned 360°, she immediately got up and gave up her seat, let the young man sit next to her, and she stood by herself, smiling apologetically and saying good things to the young man. People explain this problem to their sons.

Zhao Min was a little dazed as he watched the young man successfully break into the opponent's interior so easily, and couldn't help but slapped his head.

He is the one who specializes in education and training, but he didn't expect this.

Wen Youning glanced over, and found that the little boy was being pressured by young people to do the questions, and suddenly felt an indescribable sense of wonder.

Afterwards, Wen Youning turned on the phone, called the thin man and Huang Mao, and wanted to tell them about the clues they found today, so that everyone could communicate with each other.

As a result, after the call was connected, the voice from the other side was a little drunk, and his tongue was a bit tongue-in-cheek.

Wen Youning frowned slightly, asked a few words, and finally figured out the situation from the drunken words of the other party.

Wen Youning could only persuade him patiently: "Come back early, after the sun goes down, staying outside will lose your mental value very quickly."

The thin man seemed to have taken the mobile phone from Huang Mao, and his tongue was a little bit clumsy when he spoke, and he said intermittently: "Brother, brother, I know, we will go back immediately, take a taxi, take a taxi, and we will be there in a while."

Ordinary people can't reason with drunks, Wen Youning hung up the phone and sighed, raised his head and said to his three teammates: "They said they had dinner outside and would be back in a while, and they seemed to have had some wine. "

Zhao Min couldn't believe it, "It's such a time, they still want to drink?"

Song Lingdi was more straightforward in this regard, and said softly: "It doesn't sound like you just drank a little."

After a pause, Song Lingdi looked at Wen Youning, "They're all so drunk, I'm afraid they won't be able to talk about serious business tonight."

Wen Youning nodded, apparently having the same opinion.

Because of this incident, the air pressure on Wen Youning's body obviously dropped a bit.

Next to him, the young man was still concentrating on helping the little boy with his homework.

The middle-aged woman has been saying good things to the young man with a smiling face, and urging the middle-aged man who just went home to rest for a while to peel an apple for the young man.

The little boy wanted to run, but he didn't move as fast as the young man, so he was grabbed by the arm and held down directly, and then there was a burst of cursing from the middle-aged woman.

The little boy sat there with a nose that was not a nose, and eyes that were not eyes. He was not in a good mood at all, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in despair.

I have to say that Wen Youning was originally in a depressed mood, but when he saw the other party being unlucky, he instantly felt much better...

Director Wang looked at the content on the big screen and couldn't help but said, "Would it be effective to teach that little boy who is tired of studying?"

Brother Secretary understands this mentality very well, "Parents must still worry about their children's education."

The fat brother put down the seafood porridge in his hand, stroked his chin and thought, "This family lives in a group rental house, probably to save money? Well, compared to other people who live alone in a group rental house, this A family of three, neat and tidy, feel that life is quite serious?"

The elder brother of the secretary analyzed: "The three members of this family should be the ones who came to work in the city from the countryside. We think that the education level of the junior high school near the village in the city is not good enough, but the schools in the city are not as good as those in the countryside. The junior high school is much better."

Director Wang knew what was going on at a glance, and said casually: "The man works on the construction site, and he earns hard money. If his wife and children are not here, he must live on the construction site. Even this month's 200 yuan I can't bear to spend the rent.

However, they should also be thinking that taking their children to school in the city will have a good future in the future.

Otherwise, this is a realistic portrayal of many migrant workers. Their parents work outside, and their children go to school in their hometown as left-behind children. "

Fat Brother: "Indeed, after the middle-aged woman found out that young people can help with homework, her attitude changed immediately."

She herself has no culture, so even if she is facing a young man she is not familiar with at all, for the sake of the child, she will instantly become humble and flattering, which makes people feel a little complicated and heavy.

The eldest brother secretary sighed softly, "Poor parents all over the world."

Chacha clasped his hands and gently placed them on the table, "This family of three seems to be the most normal people in this group of rented houses."

Although the family conditions are not good, there are occasional quarrels between the husband and wife, and the words seem vulgar, the little boy is obviously struggling in his studies, and he may have some bad habits that he has not taught, but he can feel that the family is trying to live.

After a pause, Director Wang shook his head, and said sharply: "However, given the economic strength, this couple is powerless. They are unlikely to move now for their children's education. Maybe, the middle-aged Women are still thinking about how much money they can save a month to send their children to school in the future!"

About half an hour later, there was a noisy commotion in the corridor.

In addition to the drunken man loudly preaching something, there was actually a woman beside him who kept echoing and making a coquettish laugh.

Several people looked at each other, Zhao Min whispered: "The one on the third floor is back."

Wen Youning frowned slightly, got up and walked over to open the door, looking at the scene in the corridor.

The guy with fish scales was carrying a bunch of things in his hands. After seeing Wen Youning and the others, he showed a smile, and generously stuffed a bag of things towards them, "Here, half of the meeting is split." ! This is for you."

Wen Youning took it subconsciously, and found that it was a meal packed from a restaurant, and the lunch box was still warm to the touch ==

Song Lingdi looked in amazement at the woman who was cuddling with Huang Mao—it was the pimp who was beaten up by her this morning and went out cursing.

This woman is still wearing revealing clothes. It is hot in summer, but she is not worried about freezing.

She was almost glued to Huang Mao at the moment, and when she saw Song Lingdi, she rolled her eyes and handed her a disdainful and sarcastic smile.

Song Lingdi was speechless, and felt that everything in front of her was simply ridiculous.

Huang Mao put his arms around the waist of the revealing woman, and he was a little unsteady after drinking. After greeting Wen Youning and the others, he continued to stagger and laugh upstairs.

At this moment, there was a sudden "bang" sound of the door being opened at the landlord's door on the fourth floor.

Wen Youning and the others subconsciously raised their heads and looked upstairs.

The fish-scaled man who had just walked past, together with the thin man and the yellow-haired man, suddenly trembled all over, as if he had been sobered up by fright in an instant.

The landlord rushed to the third floor with a "thump, boom, boom" and shouted loudly, "What about the rent!"

Zhao Min lowered his voice and whispered: "They went out in the morning, but they came back at night, and they haven't paid the rent yet? They're not afraid of accidents!"

Wen Youning didn't expect the other party to be so bold, so she couldn't help frowning slightly.

The only good thing is that the landlord itself is enough to see the money.

Especially after she asked for an additional 500 yuan for cleaning fees, and the thin man immediately agreed, and paid the money to the landlord, the landlord's attitude eased instantly, and even took a look at the scantily clad woman, and said proactively: "It happens that there is an empty bed on the third floor, if you want to move it up."

Huang Mao was very sensible and paid an extra 200 yuan for the rent, and rented out the empty bed.

Seeing this, the landlord was really elated. After hearing that Huangmao and the others got rich by accident, he even praised them specially. Stepping on the slippers, I went back to the fourth floor.

After the hustle and bustle in the corridor disappeared, Wen Youning closed the door directly.

His delicate face regained its calm look, as calm as if the farce just never happened, and wrote lightly: "Let's tell them again tomorrow morning!"

However, the scantily clad woman moved to the third floor, and Song Lingdi's room, which was supposed to be a restaurant, was vacant.

Wen Youning said softly: "There is no one else around you, so you don't have to worry about the possible impact of those 'crumbs' on the ghosts before. It's a good thing, and you have to be careful at night."

Song Lingdi nodded seriously.

However, in the dead of night and everyone fell asleep, Song Lingdi woke up unknowingly from her sleep.

She almost covered her face under the quilt, covered her face with her hands, and carefully exposed a finger, looking around cautiously.

On the ceiling, there was actually a blood-red eye hanging from side to side frantically, as if peeping.

Song Lingdi's face was pale, and she didn't dare to meet that eye.

However, in the next second, there was a slight burst of air in the living room, as if a membrane balloon was being shattered.

It's just that the sound of the explosion was very soft, and was instantly suppressed by an extremely sharp scream.

Wen Youning, who was still holding a fly swatter in his hand, swung the fly swatter with his eyes closed just now as if in a dream.

The fly swatter itself was too large in size, and at some point, Wen Youning deliberately covered a whole row of tacks on the elastic swatter.

As the peeping red eyeball in the living room was poked, the eyeballs in other rooms also screamed and disappeared.

Wen Youning, the young man, Song Lingdi and Zhao Min woke up one after another. However, the other tenants in the group rented house did not respond to the scream just now.

They were still lying on the bed, sleeping quietly without making any sound, just like quiet corpses.