After breaking through the secret of the disabled academic master

All the basic facilities of Hui Village are gathered at the head of the village. The health center is next to the barber shop, the barber shop is next to the chess and card room, and the chess and card room is next to the hardware store.

There is an old yellow dog lying in front of each store, and the crooked handwriting on the plaque seems to go back to the last century, completely separated from the rapidly developing city outside.

It was the morning, and the sunlight fell to the east, softly falling on the potholed dirt road.

When Bo Xun pushed Yu Jin slowly to the village, he bumped into some children who had just bought popsicles from a small shop.

"I'm sorry!" One of the children ran so fast that he almost bumped into Yu Jin's wheelchair.

But fortunately, the kid reacted quickly. When he was about to hit him, he leaned to the side first, and fell to the ground on his back. He held up the newly bought popsicle in his hand, and it was not damaged at all.

Getting up quickly, he gave Yu Jin and Bo Xun an embarrassed smile, and continued to play chase with his friends.

Yu Jin looked back at the children who were running and jumping, "People here seem to be very accepting of wheelchairs, and they don't look surprised."

"Of course, the aging population in the village is serious. Whose family doesn't have an old man in a wheelchair? What's so strange about that? You'll find out when you go to the chess and card room later. Many people come to play mahjong with wheelchairs and crutches." of."

Bo Xun pushed Yu Jin all the way to the chess and card room at the head of the village.

With sharp eyes, he saw a familiar figure with gray hair in the crowd at a glance.

"Xiao Xun!" Before Bo Xun could speak, the old figure turned around and waved at him.

The chess and card room was smoky and smelled faintly of alcohol.

"Bo Guoqing, your eldest grandson is quite strong."

"I haven't been back for many years."

"Not all said he was holding a knife—"

One of the poker players hadn't finished speaking, and Bo Xun hadn't refuted yet, but Bo Guoqing stared back with fierce eyes.

The poker player immediately shut up.

"You talk nonsense, it's my birthday tomorrow, and you'll have to punish yourself with three cups if you come, or you won't be allowed to eat."

"Okay, okay, fine, fine, fine." One of the old men finished angrily, hanging a cigarette with his mouth twisted, and washing the mahjong with a clatter.

"Xiao Xun, grandpa, finish this one, and leave after this one."

Sitting in a wheelchair, Yu Jin kept staring at the cards that Bo Guoqing had drawn.

Relying on the fact that he is a foreigner and has no sense of existence, he opened the graffiti board on the phone screen, drew two strokes, put it on his lap, and the screen was slightly tilted to face Bo Guoqing.

The mobile phone is an anti-spy film, and other poker players cannot see it.

A game of mahjong progresses quickly.

The further back, the more obvious the smile on Bo Guoqing's face, the old wrinkles squeezed together, rising together with the muscles.

"Thank you for your birthday presents in advance."

"It's full!"

While counting the steel coins on the table, Bo Guoqing didn't forget to say a few words, "Okay, my eldest grandson came back to see me specially, I don't want to accompany you, let's go!"

After leaving the chess and card room, Bo Guoqing seriously looked at the young man in the wheelchair next to his grandson.

"You kid can do it, just take a look or two, and you can figure it out?"

"I know a thing or two, most of them are fooled." Yu Jin bowed his head humbly.

It was only then that Bo Xun suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Yu Jin had been sullen just now, concentrating on writing on the phone screen.

He also wondered why Yu Jin didn't talk to him suddenly.

"Yo! The brooch on your body is amazing." Bo Guoqing suddenly noticed that the pigeon blood on Yu Jin's chest was red, and his eyes gleamed. No matter how beautiful the car is, it can't compare to your brooch. This stone is really good."

Yu Jin smiled a little embarrassedly, "You have discerning eyes."

"Otherwise, 70 years of life would be in vain, hahaha," Bo Guoqing said before turning to Bo Xun, "Xiao Xun, Juan'er said you have a prospective husband? Why don't you bring him here to meet Grandpa?"

"..." Bo Xun fell silent.

The so-called "quasi-father-in-law" was sitting in a wheelchair.

He looked at Yu Jin as if asking for help.

Bo Guoqing seemed to realize something, "Xiao Xun, the prospective father-in-law that Juan'er mentioned, could it be him?"

"Yes." Bo Xun felt the sweat streaming down his temples.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Bo Xun quietly unlocked the lock screen from his pocket, took it out and glanced at it.

[Friendly reminder: You can't call your husband by his first name. ]

Bo Xun gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

He touched Yu Jin's shoulder and said, "This is my prospective father-in-law, Yu Jin."

Seeing that Yu Jin didn't say hello, he seemed to be waiting for him to make an introduction.

Bo Xun's back molars were almost cracked.

"Dad, this is my grandpa."

When he called out this extremely shameful title to Yu Jin, Bo Xun felt that his earlobe was so hot that he couldn't feel it.

Bo Xun turned his head, no one dared to look at him, his facial features were twisted into a ball, he couldn't laugh or cry.

Yu Jin quietly glanced at Bo Xun's reaction, curled his lips slightly, and then turned to Bo Guoqing, "Hello, I just forgot myself—"

Bo Guoqing didn't give him a chance to speak slowly, and said with a hearty smile, "Ha, don't think I can't see it, you young man, you look younger than Xiao Xun, are you classmates? Why are you going to be your husband-in-law? If you make up a lie, make up a more believable one, okay? I just praised you for being smart."

"No, I didn't lie to you, it's true." Yu Jin's sophistry voice was calm and confident.

"No matter how you use luxurious accessories to cover up your immature age, it will be exposed as soon as you open your mouth. In addition to the way you get along with Xiao Xun, I'm not blind. You can deceive Peng Juan'er who is young and doesn't study. Okay, when I was young, I was a soldier for more than ten years, and I was an undercover agent for seven years, and all the enemy soldiers were vixen who had practiced for a thousand years, are you bluffing me?"

Yu Jin: "..."

In order to avoid embarrassment, Bo Xun didn't look back at all.

Bo Guoqing didn't think there was anything wrong. He looked at the two young men with great interest, lit a cigarette for himself, took a puff with a smile on his face, and continued to walk forward with strong steps.

"But to be honest, young man, when you didn't tell me how to play mahjong, I was really deceived by you. I have to say that you really have some skills."

Hearing this exaggerated and half-sarcastic compliment, Yu Jin couldn't hold back his usual standard smile.

"What's the matter? Who didn't tell a lame lie in front of the elders when they were young? I won't tell nonsense if I see through it, let alone tell Juan'er. I will help you hide it. But I'm curious, you have to say I am Xiao Xun's prospective father-in-law, why did I lie to Juan'er that I want to take Xiao Xun as my son-in-law, and let Juan'er no longer care about Xiao Xun's tuition and living expenses?"

Yu Jin: ...

He didn't answer, just clutched the armrest of the wheelchair without saying a word.

"Young man, tsk tsk." Seeing that Yu Jin didn't speak and didn't continue, Bo Guoqing laughed a few times to himself.

In a blink of an eye, I arrived at the familiar courtyard.

Bo Xun remembered that this used to be his family's garage and warehouse.

The so-called garages are different from the ones that park cars in the city. They refer to parking tractors and motorcycles. However, the village is more or less modernized now. The old tractor is covered with a thick layer of dust and replaced by a small truck.

Bo Xun pushed Yu Jin to the door of the small warehouse, only to see his grandfather get in first, rummaging for things inside.

"May I help you find it?" Bo Xun felt his heart tighten when he saw that the back was a little bent.

"Don't make trouble." Bo Guoqing waved his hand, telling Bo Xun to go out quickly.

Bo Xun retreated into the courtyard in despair.

As soon as I got to the side of the wheel, I could only hear Yu Jin's faint voice, "If I had known that your grandfather was in the army and an undercover agent when he was young, I wouldn't be working here."

"How do I know? I know that he was a soldier, because some old comrades in arms used to come to him for a drink, and every time they finished drinking, they would go to the village stage to sing." Bo Xun racked his brains to recall what happened when he was a child.

"But don't worry, since he said he won't tell my mother, he won't tell. My grandpa is definitely toward me."

Yu Jin's face was still gloomy.

The last time I saw Yu Jin like this was when Yu Jin duplicity helped him copy his summer homework.

Seeing Yu Jin being choked, Bo Xun couldn't help showing a bit of anger, and it was the same this time.He leaned closer, "But Xiaoxiao God, this is the first time I've seen someone who can cure you—"

Before he could finish speaking, suddenly, his waist was poked hard.

He was very sensitive, and he was especially ticklish. This sudden attack almost made him fall to the ground.

"hiss……"

"Xiao Xun."

He was just about to fight with Yu Jin for a few more words, when suddenly, the voice of grandpa in the warehouse gradually approached.

Bo Guoqing held two red envelopes with "Fu" embroidered in red brocade, and handed each of them one to Bo Xun and Yu Jin.

"Take it."

Bo Xun took the red envelope, "Thank you, but it's your birthday, why did you give us the red envelope instead?"

"I'm happy on my birthday." Bo Guoqing had a straight face, and his tone of voice was full of arrogance unique to old children. After speaking, he put the red envelope in front of Yu Jin again.

Yu Jin kept refusing.

"Take it, you are as old as Xiao Xun, you must accept the love of your elders with peace of mind."

"Yu Jin, take it." Bo Xun persuaded.

Yu Jin took it with both hands, and said with some embarrassment, "Thank you."

The embroidery on the red envelope is very exquisite, and it looks like it was specially made by an embroiderer.

"Xiao Xun, come here and have a few words with you alone."

Hearing his grandfather calling him, Bo Xun and Yu Jin said hello, and then followed his grandfather into the warehouse.

There is a lot of dust in the warehouse, and the small tea table and bench in the middle are badly gnawed by mice, and the dust is very thick.

When standing face to face, Bo Xun realized that the tall and burly grandfather he had always admired when he was a child was now half a head shorter than him.

After closing the door, Bo Guoqing took out a batik package from the box.

Bo Xun took it.

The small package was heavy. He looked at his grandfather curiously, then looked down at the package, and then carefully opened it.

When he saw the items inside, Bo Xun paused.

There are five large silver ingots of 50 taels, and a large gold bar.

The silver ingots looked old, almost reaching the age when the antique sellers would be sentenced.

Bo Xun looked at the thing in front of him in shock, "It's not suitable for me..."

Seeing that he was flattered, Bo Guoqing waved his hand, "Take it. You won't be able to share it after I die."

"Don't say that." Bo Xun said quickly.

"It's all spread to the bones, what else can I say? Now my task is to get up early every day, go to the hospital for pain relief, go to the shop at the entrance of the village to eat three fried sugar cakes, play cards with my comrades, and slowly walk towards The final destination. If you want to let Juan'er and your younger brother hold it, then return it."

"Then I'll keep it." Upon hearing this, Bo Xun immediately secured the package tightly.

Bo Guoqing laughed twice.

"Silver ingots were handed down from your great-grandfather. It was something in the late Qing Dynasty. Selling one is enough for you to go to college for four years. This gold bar...is what your grandma said to leave it for you to marry a daughter-in-law and leave it for you to start a business. Your father had the most difficult business before. When I came to her a few times, she refused to give it. Before I left, I kept talking about it, and when Xiao Xun came home, I would give Xiao Xun all the things I had hidden for many years. Bullying, to let Xiao Xun have the confidence not to eat the food that comes from you, to do what you want to do, and not to go up and down with the world. As a result, we are blessed, and both of us can't make it to that day, so I will give it to you in advance today."

Bo Xun heard mixed feelings.

I'm especially not feeling well.

"And you, the fake prospective father-in-law." When talking about Yu Jin, Bo Guoqing's voice became serious for a moment, "When my grandfather was an undercover agent in the enemy's barracks when he was young, it was full of elders. There are those kind of thoughtful, dog-like people who obviously have parents, wives and children at home, and will cheat a young and innocent recruit in the camp. That little money and small favors, as long as they have a little experience They won't be fooled. They even say they are living together, and call them 'righteous brothers'."