muddy boy

When the ambulance took the man away, no one could see Uncle Liao's face clearly. The neighbors in the second unit helped to lift him up and then closed the house. Uncle Liao's house was just him and his son. Mr. Xiao Feng from Lou accompanied him to the hospital.

Chen Linhu went back to the house with Old Chen's head on his arm, tightly clutching his grandfather's wrist.

In the panic just now, Old Chen's words were like a lightning strike, shaking both him and Zhang Xun.

Zhang Xun's face was pale, he picked up the bag of mung bean cakes that Old Chen had dropped on the ground, subconsciously followed into the room on the first floor, stood at the door and said dryly: "I'll put the things here, Mr. Chen, you..."

I can't go on, I don't know what to say.

"It's okay, I'll accompany you." Chen Linhu turned his hand to catch the pastry in his hand, and pressed his fingertips on the back of his hand, "Don't worry."

Zhang Xun knew that "rest assured" meant many things. He looked at the slap marks on Chen Linhu's face, and knew in his heart that it was useless for him to stay here right now, but his feet couldn't move as if they had taken root.

Since Chen Xingye entered the room, he didn't say a word, he looked here with a gloomy expression, his lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something.

He didn't speak, but it was Old Chen who spoke first: "Come back, Mr. Zhang, it's all over. I'm fine, it's just that I was dizzy just now, and I'll be fine after this period of dizziness."

Old Chen was sitting on the chair, he may have recovered, his expression was fine, but his voice was not as energetic as usual.

Zhang Xun didn't know what expression to use to face this old man. If before, he just thought that Old Chen only thought Chen Linhu was weird, now he could almost believe that Old Chen had already put Chen Linhu in a certain range in his heart, and It was the area that he decided needed to be protected and concealed.

There may be him in this range.

"Go back, go upstairs and sleep well." Old Chen adjusted his sitting position on the chair more comfortably, looked at Zhang Xun and smiled, "It's all fine, don't worry about it."

The tip of Zhang Xun's nose was slightly sore, he nodded, and took another look at Chen Linhu before returning to the second floor as if he was sleepwalking, and put himself on the bed when he entered the room.

He picked up his mobile phone and wanted to send a message to Chen Linhu, but his mind went blank.

The noise in the corridor finally came to an end. With slap marks on his face, Chen Linhu and the dark-faced Chen Xingye waited on Old Chen, took medicine and drank water. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, he relaxed. tone.

A sudden accident interrupted the confrontation between the father and son. This accident was related to birth, old age, sickness and death, and inexplicably suppressed the anger and resentment in their hearts, leaving only the pity when they first heard Uncle Liao's son crying.

Old Chen met many things in his old age, and sometimes he could stand it better than his own son and grandson. Chen Linhu was still belatedly worried about the situation at the opposite door. He was already wearing reading glasses in the second unit group and the fourth floor. Xiao Feng ordered the trouble to start.

"What's the matter, Xiao Feng will say in the group, if the time comes, everyone who is useful to our family will run to me!" Old Chen Tou cleared his throat as if announcing some important event, stood up and walked towards the bedroom, "Let's rest, Huzi sleeps in my room."

Chen Linhu pursed his lips and said nothing. Chen Xingye hadn't explained the matter clearly to his son, so he subconsciously refused to agree: "I still have something to say to him, Dad, please put him in my room."

Old Chen walked to the door of his bedroom with his hands behind his back, ignored him, turned his head and raised his chin at Chen Linhu: "What are you looking at, put up the bed! And let me do it for you?"

His tone became that of the majestic Uncle Chen in the past, Chen Linhu didn't dare to provoke him at all, and immediately dragged the army bed to the old Chen's room to spread out.

Only then did Old Chen turn his gaze to Chen Xingye's face, and snorted: "I didn't ask you why you beat him, so why don't you have anything to say to him?"

Both the father and son inside and outside the room felt tense. After a few seconds, Chen Xingye sighed deeply: "Okay, you don't feel well tonight. It just so happens that Huzi is close, so I don't worry about letting him guard me. I Feel light at night, just call me if you have anything to do."

"Well," Old Chen glanced at him, "So you didn't fucking plan to piss me off."

At this moment, the cries of Uncle Liao's son have not disappeared from Chen Xingye's mind. What coexist with them are the words after Chen Linhu's slap in the face. Chen Xingye couldn't answer what old Chen said. He added: "Don't stay up all night, watch your grandfather more."

He didn't know whether to care about his son or to teach him a lesson, Chen Linhu just ignored him, made his own bed, and made old Chen Tou's bed.

When this incident happened at night, no one was in the mood to chat any more. After washing, they went back to each room. As soon as the door of their own room was closed, old Chen's head sank, and he muttered to Chen Linhu about Uncle Liao's illness. The bed only sighed.

Chen Linhu didn't do anything else, he pulled the camp bed to lie down next to Old Chen.He had been waiting for old Chen to ask why he and Chen Xingye had a fight, and what was his relationship with Zhang Xun.

He spent this year with his head covered, thinking that he was cautiously dating, and never thought that Old Chen knew everything.Chen Linhu thought about whether Old Chen felt that he was abnormal, but he never thought in the direction that Old Chen knew everything.

The room gradually became quiet, but by listening to his breathing, he could tell that Old Chen was still asleep.Chen Linhu called softly: "Master."

"Yeah." Old Chen replied, "I'm panting!"

Chen Linhu smiled, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't continue. He didn't know if old Chen had really seen everything. But I can't stand the second stimulation.

After a long while, there was a rustling sound on the bed, and old Chen Tou's hand touched Chen Linhu's face, and patted the palm print lightly.

"Sleep, Huzi, sleep, it's okay." Old Chen's voice was very gentle, and the palms of his hands were warm, "With me, your grandpa must be better than other grandpas. I support you, and we don't need anyone." Afraid."

The cold wind howls in the winter night, preparing for the coming heavy snow.

The old man was tired all day, and fell asleep with his mobile phone in his hand, snoring full of vitality.

Chen Linhu felt his phone vibrate, and when he turned on the screen, he realized that there were already two bubbles of water in his eye sockets, so he quickly wiped it off, and clicked on the message sent by Zhang Xun.

Zhang Xun also didn't sleep all night and kept his eyes open until the early morning, and now he sent a screenshot from the WeChat group to Chen Linhu.

It was Mr. Xiao Feng who informed in the group that Uncle Liao was gone.

Uncle Liao left quickly and hurriedly, as if impatient to say goodbye to the people around him, leaving no time to say "goodbye".

The neighbors in the second unit waited all night, and the next day they saw Uncle Liao's son who came back from the hospital to collect money and old clothes.

Uncle Liao's son had a sallow complexion due to liver disease and was in poor health. When he was carried back by Mr. Feng, he floated on the ground as if he had lost his soul, leaving a skinny shell.

His family members are dead and dead. After he got sick, he divorced his wife. He worked a job that cost more than 2000 yuan a month, and lived with his father who had a cerebral infarction and struggled to walk.

Fortunately, my father didn't think that my son was incompetent, and my son didn't think that my father's life was difficult to take care of himself. The father and I have just made do and lived smoothly for so many years. Usually, we often have conflicts and anger, but after a night, we are flesh and blood relatives under the same roof.

When Mr. Xiao Feng carried him back, Uncle Liao's son slumped on the ground as soon as he entered the room.A group of people in the second unit persuaded and comforted him, and then he raised his finger and pointed to the wardrobe like a robot. The old clothes prepared by Uncle Liao were placed in the top box.

Two young men, Zhang Xun and Chen Linhu, moved the stools and unloaded the big box from above, followed by a small bag.

Uncle Liao's son tremblingly opened the small bag, and inside was a passbook and a piece of paper. There was 5 yuan in the passbook.

[Changrong: I will give you both money and house, live a good life.Don't give up on yourself, love yourself!I used to say that you are worthless, it is all fake, if you live a peaceful and happy life, you are the most promising.Father Liao Dongfan stayed. ]

The writing was so large that it filled a sheet of paper.

The passbook fell to the ground, and Uncle Liao's son clutched the letter and let out a heart-piercing cry: "Dad!"

The neighbors in the second unit all shed tears following the sound. Zhang Xun and Chen Linhu sat beside the box, silent.

Old Chen Tou was supported by Chen Xingye into the room, and Chen Xingye's eyes were also very red, but Old Chen Tou looked calm, patted Chen Xingye to let him go, walked to Uncle Liao's son by himself, and touched him Head: "Changrong, work hard, you have to send your dad to the last part of the road."

"Uncle Chen, I don't, I don't have a father!" Uncle Liao's son stumbled, his face covered with snot and tears, "I won't, I don't have a father anymore!"

Living in the human world for decades, parents and children, husband and wife lovers are destined to return to the dust. The separation is too hasty, and there is no chance to say goodbye.

Uncle Liao's son's tears, snot, and crying sounded like a bell in the hearts of three generations of old Chen's family.

Zhang Xun and Chen Linhu walked out of the room at the end, and it was unknown who grabbed each other's hand first, their fingers were tightly entwined.

Since it's all due to the fate of the dust, then don't waste time when we are together.

It is good that the dust gathers in one place.

Uncle Liao's funeral was not complicated, he didn't have any relatives, only the old neighbors in the family's courtyard came to see him for the last time.

Zhang Xun and Chen Xingye had cars in the second unit. The cremation was scheduled for Sunday morning. Before that, friends could say goodbye. The neighbors in the second unit took Zhang Xun and Chen Xingye's car to see off at the crematorium, and then two people car back.

After everything was taken care of, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon when Zhang Xun took Ding Yule's family back to the hospital, just in time for Chen Xingye to arrive with Chen Tou and Chen Linhu.

Old Chen didn't know whether it was mental fatigue or physical fatigue. He looked a little tired, but he still smiled a little when he saw the neighbors, and waved to Zhang Xun: "Thanks for your hard work, Mr. Zhang, I will play checkers with you after two days' rest. Don't forget you still owe me breakfast."

"I can't forget," Zhang Xun said with a smile. He doesn't know what to do when he sees Old Chen, so he can only look at Chen Linhu from the corner of his eye. It's easy to overthink."

Chen Linhu had no scruples, he supported old Chen's head, but his eyes fell on Zhang Xun's face.

Old Chen waved his hand: "You are still young, you don't understand, what are you thinking about? There are only such a few things in a person's life, if you can't accept it, you are obsessed, and that's even worse. I have lived so long and you have to worry about it? Okay? Yes! I went back to the house to sleep for a while, and I ran away on Lao Liao's business this day. This old boy really made a fortune. Whoever lays down first will save trouble. "

Ding Yule's grandparents were wiping their tears, but they laughed out loud when they heard this.

"I'm back." Chen Linhu looked at Zhang Xun and said in a low voice, "Wechat said."

Zhang Xun felt weak when he saw him, he nodded to send some old men and old ladies away, and turned back to the car to get things by himself.

But he saw that Chen Xingye didn't leave, and stood beside the car smoking a cigarette.

"Uncle." Zhang Xun greeted with his scalp tense.

"Well," Chen Xingye handed him a cigarette, "a cigarette?"

Zhang Xun paused, but still took one and lit it.

The two of them didn't speak any more, they stood in front of the car and smoked in silence.After a while, Chen Xingye said: "I know my son, stubborn, he can do whatever he wants when he's hot, but the heat will come down sooner or later, he's still young, do you understand me when I say that, Xiao Zhang?"

Zhang Xun knew what he meant, and smiled: "I understand. Uncle, just tell me what you want to say. I am older than Huzi, and I have a little more experience than him. Tell me, don't beat him."

"Okay, then let me tell you," Chen Xingye put out the cigarette, "Why don't you move away."

Zhang Xun's gaze was far away, and he returned after a few seconds: "Do you really understand Chen Linhu? What does he want, what does he like, what is his ideal?"

"Let's not talk about this today," Chen Xingye thought of what Chen Linhu said two days ago, his heart sank, but he still said, "You also said that he is young and will change in the future. Have you two thought about it this way? , Just like that... mixed up? Didn’t uncle come to Xingshi to inquire about crimes or something? I have also understood these days. My son said that he was pestering you on the pole, and it is probably true. But you also have to know, after all, I am His father, he has to make plans for his future, and he can't just watch him go astray, it's going to be poked in the back. Do you understand? "

Zhang Xun understood too well.

He had considered this issue countless times, and he struggled and hesitated before he was really together with Chen Linhu, but all these anxieties were suppressed by Chen Linhu, and he gave Chen Linhu the decision-making power, so he didn't want to back down any more.

"I know, Uncle," Zhang Xun put out his cigarette, leaned on the car and said in a low voice, "You think we can lean back if we are mentally inseparable, but it's also good to separate physically first. When he can’t see it, he doesn’t think about it anymore, and it gradually fades away.”

Chen Xingye glanced at him, and was surprised to find that Zhang Xun was more mature and smart than people of his age, and he was polite even when it came to this point.

"Yes, that's what I mean." Chen Xingye said, "My son, I know..."

"You don't know." Zhang Xun interrupted him, "You don't know that he has too many places, Uncle, he's not just old enough to just fiddle with you a few times, he has his own ideas and directions, he used to hope You agree, but what you get is only disappointment, and it is still the same now. Chen Linhu can afford it by himself. To prove this, he can make money day and night, and he can practice while eating to achieve his goals. In order not to worry about the future Confused, he is looking for a way out, he never gave up on himself, you don’t know about this.”

He wanted to tell Chen Xingye these words a long time ago, he felt bad for Chen Linhu.

Chen Xingye was choked speechless, he spent more time in Baoxiang this month, and the number of times he stayed with Chen Linhu also skyrocketed, but without exception, he had to watch the lights in his son's room until the early morning.

He knew that Chen Linhu had an extra card, and he also knew that the money given by him and Lin Hongyu was basically unaffected.Chen Linhu is no longer that kid who surrounds adults to find a sense of presence.

Zhang Xun said again: "You don't know, but I know. I know he is very good, so I have no intention of letting go."

Chen Xingye couldn't tell whether it was out of anger or what, he stared at Zhang Xun for a long time.This young man is much more slippery than Chen Linhu, and the smile on his face has not changed, as if he was born to be the kind of person who has to politely make you unable to catch up with harsh words.

"Okay, let's not talk about Chen Linhu." Chen Xingye looked at him and said, "Tell me about his grandfather."

The smile on Zhang Xun's face froze.

"I think you care about the old man, so I thank you very much." Chen Xingye said, "If you can't handle the matter between the two of you, let him know that it's fine that Chen Linhu is his grandson, how about you? Xiao Zhang, you Do you have the heart to let him think of the relationship between his grandson and the tenant when he sees you every day? Or is he the tenant he recruited himself. "

If Chen Linhu's feelings are Zhang Xun's confidence, then old Chen Tou may be the guilt and intolerance deep in Zhang Xun's heart.

In the confrontation with Chen Xingye, he suddenly lost the upper hand.

But Chen Xingye didn't have any complacency as a winner. He seemed to have a hard stone in his heart suddenly filed away by a file these two days. The death of his old neighbor and the grief of his neighbor's son made him suddenly realize that Chen Mingli had already passed away. Old, Chen Linhu is also old, the number of times they can meet each other is actually not much left.

There is not much left, where can stand the quarrel.

After packing up and packing up his luggage, he gave old Chen some advice for a long time, and Chen Xingye drove away in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Uncle Liao's death cast a gray tone on the family courtyard, and his best friend, old Chen, was still sad. Chen Linhu accompanied him to watch TV. Just after nightfall, old Chen leaned on the sofa and fell asleep. After struggling, he lay down on the bed and snored peacefully.

Chen Linhu was exhausted after a day, mainly because he didn't have a good rest. During this period of time, he was struggling with himself. He didn't want to let go of his homework and work. He was really tired. Now he turned on his phone and took a look. The platform editor afternoon Give him a reply at three or four o'clock.

He said it very politely: [If you think about it more carefully, some places will be deleted, and the picture quality also needs to be checked, and the scene problem needs to be corrected.You try your best to catch up, there are activities during the Chinese New Year, I personally hope you can catch up. ]

Chen Linhu felt a little tight in his chest, his self-confidence had been blown to shrivel, during this time he felt countless times that he lacked too much aptitude to walk this path, and it was only because of his stubborn personality that he survived so many nights.

When the old Mr. Chen's snoring reached a new peak and he fell asleep completely, Chen Linhu tiptoed out with the key to go up to the second floor.

The corridor seems to be quieter than usual. There have been two fewer old residents this year, and everyone can't keep up.

Chen Linhu opened the door gently. He didn't come to the second floor much this month. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the fat cat squatting on the ground looking at him. Before he could change his shoes, he lay down and began to turn his belly, and asked Chen Linhu to rub it.

Chen Linhu didn't hear Zhang Xun's movement, so he huffed a few times to deal with business, and walked to the bedroom under Brother Hu's condemning eyes, and saw Zhang Xun sitting in front of the computer in a daze.

After the desktop computer was moved back, Zhang Xun’s laptop was moved away, and he mainly used the desktop computer. At this moment, he lit the cigarette that had already burned to the end, and looked at the monitor in a daze.

"Zhang Xun," Chen Linhu walked over, "what are you doing?"

Zhang Xun came back to his senses in a jerk, and quickly closed the web page: "Look at the information. Why are you here, where is Uncle Chen?"

"Sleeping." Chen Linhu kissed Zhang Xun's cheek, collapsed on the bed and didn't want to move, "It's very sad, I'll go to school tomorrow and see if I can ask for a sleepover leave, I don't feel relieved that he is at home by himself."

Seeing that he was wearing thin clothes, Zhang Xun unscrewed the little sun again, and then sat beside him and turned his face over to look: "Your father persuaded you to split up, didn't you?"

Chen Linhu didn't expect Zhang Xun to skip the question of "Does your father know you are gay?" and asked directly, stunned: "How do you know?"

"Tell me about it in the afternoon." Zhang Xun didn't hide it, "I was worried that you would have to fight him so I didn't say anything. It doesn't matter if he's gone now."

Chen Linhu jumped up from the bed, furious: "What did he say? I can't spare him!"

"Can you be more honest! What else can I say, it's about the same as dumping me for 500 million and letting me break up with you." Zhang Xun smiled, seeing Chen Linhu still glaring at him vigorously, he had to say, "You said you were young, I will change my mind in the future, let me think about it."

Chen Linhu twitched the corner of his mouth coldly: "He farts."

"Tsk," Zhang Xun flicked his brain lightly, "After all, your father, don't say that."

Chen Linhu pulled Zhang Xun's hand unwillingly, but when he raised his eyes, he saw that Zhang Xun's face was pale, frowning, and sharply said, "Did you say anything else?"

"No." Zhang Xun said.

Chen Linhu: "I'll call him and ask."

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone to dial a number like a firecracker, Zhang Xun quickly stopped him: "I didn't say much, just said that the family courtyard will be demolished anyway, or I will move it out first."

Chen Linhu reacted for a few seconds, then completely exploded: "Why did he let you move? This is my grandfather's house! Who does he think he is?!"

"Could you be quieter?" Zhang Xun was driving and talking to Chen Xingye all day. He didn't eat two bites of food, and he didn't have the appetite to eat when he came back in the afternoon. At this moment, his stomach was throbbing with pain, and he couldn't hold down the grasshopper. Chen Linhu seemed to be jumping around in anger, "He has his own considerations, what if you jump around for a while and wake up your grandfather?"

Chen Linhu stopped the car, but his face was still angry, and he managed to regain some sense: "Then what do you say?"

"I," Zhang Xun paused, "I didn't agree, I said I would consider it."

Chen Linhu stopped jumping, he looked at Zhang Xun in disbelief: "What are you?"

"Huzi with a reason, it's not a big deal," Zhang Xun pulled him, "Sit down and I'll tell you."

Chen Linhu refused to let him pull: "Is there anything to think about Zhang Xun? Are you still planning to make a decision to move out after careful consideration? What the hell are you thinking?"

"You have to yell at me to talk, right?!" Zhang Xun looked at him, Chen Linhu hadn't been so stubborn with him for a long time, maybe it's because things got crowded together recently that he forced his temper out again "I want to think about it, I want to think about whether your grandpa will get angry when he knows about our affairs, think about how he feels when he knows about it, how he feels about finding a tenant and recruiting a boyfriend for his grandson! I don't want him Do you understand when you see me?!"

Chen Linhu suddenly stopped talking, and the trembling when old Chen Tou touched his face in the cave suddenly came to mind.

"Sit down," Zhang Xun sighed, "you just blow your beard and stare at me before you say anything."

Chen Linhu didn't sit on the bed, but sat on a chair, and clicked on the closed web page of Zhang Xun to check the historical records. There was a row of rental information.

Zhang Xun sat here, thinking about old Chen Tou and Chen Linhu, thinking about the courtyard and the second floor of the old family, and looked at the rental information all afternoon.

"I'll just take a look, I don't intend to rent it," Zhang Xun knew Chen Linhu's temper, and stroked his hair down, "Even if we move away, I have to discuss it with you. Besides, your grandfather can't live without people during this time. You are in school. Sometimes I can still greet and have a look, if it is impossible, I will move away."

Chen Linhu didn't look at him, and scrolled down the webpage.Zhang Xun sensed that something was wrong, got up and grabbed Chen Linhu's shoulders, turned him over, and was stunned after looking at it.

Chen Linhu frowned, his eyes were red, his dark eyes were covered with moisture, and his lips were pursed into lines.

This seemed to be the first time in Zhang Xun's memory that he saw Chen Linhu's expression agreeing with his age.

Anxious, wronged, at a loss.

Zhang Xun's heart, liver, spleen and lungs were all kneaded together, and he nervously put Chen Linhu's head in his arms: "It's wrong, brother Xun is wrong, I don't care about Hu Zi, I will live here if it is not demolished, if your father says we will Just treat it as a fart."

There was too much pressure accumulated during this period, Chen Linhu himself was dizzy, as if he had fallen into a dark place with no way out, he could only carry his studies and work on his own, his father couldn't explain it, and his grandfather had to take care of him, and he felt uneasy deep in his heart And guilty, but both have to be covered.

It's nothing, but Chen Linhu couldn't accept that he tried his best, and it seemed to have no effect.

"Why did he ask you to move?" Chen Linhu held Zhang Xun in his arms, pulled Zhang Xun close to him, and said in a hoarse voice, "It doesn't matter where you rent Zhang Xun, you are happy here, you like it here , me too, but he just doesn’t understand. My grandfather didn’t say a word, why did he just open his mouth and tell you to give up what you like?!”

Chen Linhu is like a child who doesn't understand why the world needs to change and why he wants to grow up. This kind of grievance and anger has nowhere to vent, so he can only yell at Zhang Xun and show him his childishness.

Zhang Xun bent down and kissed the top of Chen Linhu's head and hair, and found that Chen Linhu's anger was not because of his "consideration", but because he was unhappy for him.

"It's okay, really," Zhang Xun said, "Your dad just told me this shit. Don't you do everything else for me? Your dad is convinced that you are the one who stalked me, Substituted into the ranks of the innocent, let's see what happened."

Chen Linhu didn't move, and buried his head like an ostrich. Zhang Xun dug him out and kissed him with his face in his hands.

"Let's talk about it," Zhang Xun smiled, "We can't finish it, we can't finish it, we have to be together in the future, right?"

Chen Linhu's temper came and went quickly, and he felt a little more ashamed after going crazy, and let out a muffled "um".

"Sleep here, go to bed early, the dark circles under your eyes will come out soon," Zhang Xun touched his eyes, "I miss you so much."

People have to give up their dignity as an adult every once in a while, either to vent their anger, or to be coaxed into fame.

Chen Linhu took both sides, and Zhang Xun was born to be a master of smooth hair, so he immediately lost his temper.The two of them covered themselves with a quilt at night, and they explained everything during this period of time, but they both felt better. The hurdle set by Chen Xingye was self-defeating, which was mainly based on the attitude of old Chen Tou superior.

As Zhang Xun felt, Chen Linhu also felt that his grandfather knew about it, and thought about it: "If my grandfather knows it, he will know. He is different from other old men. Don't think too much about it."

"He is different from other old men," Zhang Xun said, "He loves you without bottom line."

This is really true, Chen Linhu couldn't refute it, he could only pray in his heart that old man Chen Mingli would be as confused as Ding Yule's grandfather, and forget all the dishes he ate at noon when he went to the toilet.

On Monday, Chen Linhu sorted out his mood, plunged headlong into the large group of final review, and had to finish all the homework with his hands, and asked for a sleepover. He ran between school and home, and his whole spirit was visibly drained by the naked eye. Shang Qinghua almost thought that he was about to burp, so he woke him up from the desk several times in the middle of the night, fearing that he would die suddenly.

Zhang Xun could only take care of the old man sooner or later. During this time, the old man had no chess opponents, and the mahjong table was not supported. Fortunately, he still insisted on exercising every day, doing exercises in the small courtyard, When Zhang Xun greeted him, his attitude was no different from before.

The heavy snow fell just before the exam week, and the days seemed to go back to the past. There was no difference except that Chen Linhu’s manuscript was still revised repeatedly. He sent another version to the editor the night before, and squatted on the desk the next day in class. When the phone rang, Gao Yi waited until he woke him up. Seeing that it was Zhang Xun calling, he slipped out the back door to answer it.

Zhou Zhuangzhuang didn't want to go to class either, so he slipped out to hang out with him.

Chen Linhu answered the phone, but before he could speak, Zhang Xun's voice sounded over there: "Huzi, let me tell you something, don't worry, don't panic, I've already dealt with it. You are at school now right?"

"Yes," Chen Linhu felt a little ominous, "Why?"

"Take a vacation and take a taxi to the General Hospital." Zhang Xun's voice was as slow and steady as possible, "It's snowing and slippery. Your grandfather didn't step on it when he was doing exercises in the small courtyard. I've already sent him to the hospital." It's okay, it's nothing serious, just come here, don't worry, do you know?"

It took Chen Linhu a few seconds to recover, picked up his mobile phone and ran towards the stairs, Zhou Zhuangzhuang yelled several times from behind, before he turned his face and said, "Please ask the counselor for a leave—"

Before he finished speaking, he stepped on the melted snow water brought in by the students at the top of the stairs and slipped on his feet, and rolled directly from the stairs to the lower platform.

His mind was buzzing, and he almost couldn't stand up due to the fall. He lay on the ground thinking that a century had passed, and in this long century, he was wondering where old Chen was.

"Oh! Tiger!" Zhou Zhuangzhuang ran down the stairs and shouted, and Chen Linhu realized that it was only a few seconds later.

He got up from the ground and wiped his forehead, but he didn't know where it was rubbed off, and blood was oozing out.Chen Linhu didn't care much, he just said "My grandfather is in the hospital" and ran out of the school like a whirlwind.

The road after the snow was difficult to walk. It took Chen Linhu a while to rush to the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine. He rushed to the location given by Zhang Xun and saw Zhang Xun standing in the corridor on the phone.

The two were stunned when they met, Zhang Xun was startled by the blood on Chen Linhu's face, he limped over and asked, "What's the matter with your face?"

Chen Linhu also stared at Zhang Xun's blood-stained trousers and asked, "What's wrong with your legs?"

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and they both gave up entanglement on these two issues. Zhang Xun pointed to the ward, and Chen Linhu rushed in.

Old Chen was lying on the hospital bed, wearing presbyopic glasses and buttoning up his cell phone. When he saw him screaming in fright, Chen Linhu was quite shocked.

"What's the matter with you two!" Old Chen asked, "You bloody shit, are you going to sleep in the bed next to me?!"

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