Roommate Daily Research Report

seven o 'clock.

Cheng Xinyi stood at the door of the auditorium and called Shu Yang, but no one answered, and no one showed up.

At 07:30, Qiao Qiao came to urge him to get ready.

Cheng Xinyi hesitated for a moment: "Qiaoqiao, I don't want to go. I have to find my brother if he doesn't come. I'm afraid something will happen."

Qiao Qiao was a little anxious: "But senior, another show will be yours. Don't worry, brother Shu is such an adult, he will definitely be fine. Maybe it's because of a temporary delay in work?"

Cheng Xinyi muttered to himself: "Is work still more important than me?"

Qiao Qiao didn't hear his words clearly, and urged: "Senior?"

Cheng Xinyi frowned, he didn't want to mess with others for what he had already promised.

Finally, he glanced at the seat reserved for Shu Yang and nodded: "Anyway, I don't have an accompaniment and I don't need to cooperate with others. Tell the host for me to change the lyrics and I will change the song."

Seeing his insistence, Qiaoqiao could only say "yes".

Cheng Xinyi talked about an old song of the band, the music he composed, and the lyrics written by Fu Mingyuan, and then went to the side of the stage to prepare.

The auditorium was very lively. Although the air conditioner was turned on, the headlights on the top of the stage still wanted to roast people.

After the host announced the curtain, Cheng Xinyi stood on the stage and looked down, feeling that without Shu Yang's auditorium, everyone looked the same.

After performing the complete song, the atmosphere in the audience was heated up, and Cheng Xinyi was not in the mood to watch too much, so he called when he got off the stage, only to find that Shu Yang had turned off his phone.

He froze for a moment, quickly grabbed his schoolbag, and rushed into the night.

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Shu Yang sat in the car back to Shaqing Town.

The car is already very old, the kind that can seat seven people, a black car, specially designed for high-speed intercity driving.

When getting in the car, the co-driver warned: "The traffic police will ask you later on the road, and they will say that we are all a family, and we came from Huai City to Xin County to attend the wedding. Remember that."

Shu Yang sat on the seat in a daze, holding the phone with his left hand and his left hand with his right.

The car had only been driving for a short time, and suddenly there was a sudden brake.

Shu Yang sent his body forward, his knee hit the back of the chair in front of him, and he suddenly woke up.He sat up straight and let his hands go.

The joints were stretched too tight and then loosened again, which was very painful.

But he didn't feel it.

The aunt next to him poked him and asked, "Young man, can I borrow your mobile phone to make a call? My mobile phone is out of battery."

"Oh, good." Shu Yang responded, and was about to hand over the phone when he realized it was turned off.

He was startled, and suddenly remembered Cheng Xinyi, and frantically pressed the power button.

The girl in the same row took out her mobile phone: "Auntie, you can use mine."

The aunt thanked her and took it.

As soon as Shu Yang's cell phone was turned on, there was a buzzing sound. It was full of text messages. Before he had time to click on it, a call came in.

It took two swipes to connect, and Cheng Xinyi's voice on the other end was a little trembling: "Brother, what's the matter, where are you doing?"

Shu Yang: "I'm on my way home."

Cheng Xinyi hurriedly responded: "What's the matter at home? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Shu Yang said, "I..."

One word "I" was exited, and the phone automatically shut down again.

He looked blankly at the blacked-out screen, then turned to ask the aunt just now: "Auntie, can I borrow your phone? My phone is out of battery."

The auntie glanced at him worriedly. The girl who borrowed the phone just took it back, then passed it through the auntie and said, "Use it."

Shu Yang quickly thanked him for taking it over, clicked on the call interface, and was stunned.

He couldn't remember Cheng Xinyi's phone number.

"What's the matter, young man?" Auntie patted him on the shoulder.

Shu Yang's face turned pale, he just felt that the carriage was very stuffy, and his heart suddenly felt uncontrollable cramps.He reluctantly shook his head and handed the phone back: "Thank you aunt, thank you sister."

After speaking, he leaned against the car window and closed his eyes tightly.

Back in Shaqing Town, I don't know the time, anyway, it's already dark.

Shu Yang got out of the car, grabbed his bag and stood there, as if he didn't know the way.

The girl in the car who borrowed her mobile phone patted him lightly: "Brother, are you a foreigner? Where are you going and I will take you?"

"No, no, I belong to Sha Qing." Shu Yang smiled, "Thank you, sister, be careful when you go home."

He picked up his bag and walked towards Gansha Lane in the south of the town.

The houses in Gansha Lane are very dense, and most of them are narrow in the door but wide in the inside, and the depth is very long.Although it is a single family, but all crowded together, it seems that there is no sense of distance.

If you don't look at the layout, the atmosphere is a bit like an old-fashioned courtyard.

Standing at the door of his house, Shu Yang saw many people gathered inside.

He stood for a moment, then went in through the porch.

There were many stools in the yard, and those standing and sitting were all neighbors, there were dozens of people, and in the middle of the yard was Uncle Shu.

The bright lights were pale.

The neighbor next door, Mrs. Hu, spotted him first, poked Hu Bo next door, and shouted distressedly: "Yang Yang is back!"

Huber then said, "Yang Yang is back."

All the people in the yard turned their heads to look at Shu Yang.

Shu Yang took a few steps forward and stood by the edge of the yard with no expression on his face.Silence spread, and after a long time he asked, "Where are people?"

Uncle Shu's face was deeply weathered, and he pointed to the room: "In the main room."

Shu Yang stepped into the main room, and saw a piece of wood at a glance, which was removed from the door somewhere.

Shu Jianguo lay on the door panel.

His face was already pale, and he obviously lost his ferocious expression, but he looked even more frightening than usual.

Shu Yang stood by the door and watched for a long time, then reached out to touch Shu Jianguo's face, it was cold.

Silently.

People from the yard came in one after another, filling the entire main room.

Huber said next to him: "I'm afraid it's due to the lack of restraint in daily life. The inside has long been empty. We asked the people from the health station to look at it. The sudden death did not cause any pain. We also asked the people from the neighborhood committee to come. The death certificate has been confirmed." It's here."

"Where was he before he died?" Shu Yang asked, "How many hours did he die? Why did you even send the death certificate?"

Second Uncle Shu asked bluntly: "Shu Yang, what do you mean? Who else can harm him?! Asking knowingly, isn't it? Where else can he be besides at the poker table? It's no wonder that he doesn't sleep and rest without accidents."

Shu Yang paused, turned around and said, "Thank you Huber."

Huber said softly again: "The person who released the water just now has come. He saw that he was gone and said he would come back in a few days to ask for it. Yang Yang, you... see how you can do it. You have to be prepared."

Second Uncle Shu exchanged glances with Second Aunt Shu, and Second Aunt began to sing/red face: "Shu Yang, let me put my ugly words first, this house can't be sold, even if it is sold, I can't give it to you. The old man has no division If you understand, then leave, you have lived here for so many years, there is no such thing as asking for nothing.”

Second Uncle Shu let out an "ah" and said, "Let's not talk about this when everyone is gone, let's arrange funeral affairs first. It will take three days to stop the spirit. Tomorrow I will invite someone to make a dojo, and there will be other things in the meeting as well." A lot."

Shu Yang didn't speak, and everyone sat in the yard again.

Mama Hu handed him a stool, and he thanked him and sat down to listen to Uncle Shu's arrangements for the funeral.

People began to chatter again, according to the custom of Shaqing Town, neighbors help in funerals, and they are discussing who will take on what task.

Who will post the obituary, who will hold the gift pen, who will carry the corpse, who will borrow the table, who will be invited to do the banquet, and who will be in the dojo.

Everyone is not hurting or itching, and when they die, they die, there is nothing to be sad about, just follow the process left by the old man and just hold a running banquet.

We can still get together and have fun for three days.

It was already very late at night, I don't know how long we discussed, Shu Yang suddenly said: "No."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Mama Hu was the first to realize what he was talking about, and she came to hold his hand: "Yang Yang dare not talk nonsense, the dead are the most important."

Shu Yang stood up and said, "Uncles, uncles, mothers, please go back. My father doesn't take care of his trivial matters, and he doesn't accept gift money. I will invite people from the crematorium tomorrow morning, and the body will be burned and bought a tomb. .”

None of the neighbors around had heard of anyone not holding funerals, and they all looked at each other in blank dismay.

Uncle Shu suddenly stood up, turned over the stool, pointed at him and yelled, "Shu Yang, have you gone to the bastard's house for studying? Your father has worked so hard to raise you for more than 20 years, and you don't even care about things for nothing." Do it?!"

Shu Yang said calmly: "There's nothing to do, people don't know about it even if they're dead, anyway, it's all done for the living to see."

Second Uncle Shu was furious: "You unfilial son, did you expect him to die long ago? Ah? You can live your chic life after he dies, right?! Don't even think about who brought you up! It's exactly the same as your fucking old lady!"

Punishment.

Mama Hu couldn't stand it any longer, and asked loudly, "Second Shu, how can you say that?!"

Uncle Shu has always had a violent temper, but now he took a step forward angrily.

Hu Bo grabbed Second Uncle Shu, pushed him back, and said, "Yang Yang, you've been rushing back for a long time, and you haven't even had a sip of water. Why don't you rest for the night first? Let's discuss it tomorrow." .”

Shu Yang was expressionless: "Hu Bo, I'm not tired. Even if I rest for a night, I will still say this. I will contact the crematorium early tomorrow morning."

As soon as he finished speaking, Second Uncle Shu had already overturned Uncle Hu, rushed forward and slapped Shu Yang.

People who have worked in steel factories all year round have very strong hands. This time, the sound was not crisp, but muffled like a fist.

Shu Yang's eyes were filled with stares, he lost his footing, turned sideways and bumped into the person next to him.

Hu's mother quickly pulled him up, and went to pull Huber again.

Several people rushed up and hugged Second Uncle Shu.

Shu Yang was helped up, and finally stood up straight.

He didn't touch his face, he was still very calm, and said, "Second Uncle, I will call you Second Uncle, but there is one thing I want to say. I am exactly like my son of a bitch, and you are also like your big brother who is not human. It's exactly the same. This is a family tradition and cannot be changed."

Second Aunt Shu screamed, pointing at Shu Yang: "How can you say such a thing?! Everyone heard it! This is an unfilial son! It will be bad luck for the Shu family to have such a person!"

Shu Yang: "Whether I am the one who is looking forward to Shu Jianguo's death, you all know very well."

Second Uncle Shu broke away from the person pulling him, kicked Shu Yang, saliva splashed all over the place: "I will clean up your father for you today!"

Shu Yang staggered a few steps, Shu Qingqing rushed out from nowhere, and cried to Uncle Shu: "Dad, don't hit my brother!"

Uncle Shu pushed her back, and slapped her again: "Shu Qingqing, you lose money! I've raised you for nothing!"

Shu Yang pulled Shu Qingqing over and held him in his arms.

Second Aunt Shu started yelling, and the surroundings suddenly became chaotic.

The slap came down, Shu Yang held Shu Qingqing in his arms, trying not to fight back, Mama Hu was going to protect him, but accidentally got hit.

Shu Yang was anxious for a moment, let go of Shu Qingqing, and pushed Shu Ershu back.

Uncle Shu was even more angry, and he raised the stool and was about to throw it at the two people.

Now that Shu Qingqing was in front of him, Shu Yang didn't want to fight back, so he could only turn his back and stand in front of her.

He closed his eyes reflexively, but he didn't feel the pain.

Two seconds later, Shu Yang turned his head.

Cheng Xinyi should have squeezed in just now, with a flush on his face after running, beads of sweat still hanging from his temples, and he was carrying a schoolbag.

I don't know how he got here.

He grabbed Second Uncle Shu's wrist, cut off the stool in his hand, and slammed it down hard.

The stool suddenly fell apart.

Shu Qingqing screamed in fright, and retreated into Shu Yang's arms.

Cheng Xinyi's brows and eyes are full of hostility.

He ruthlessly kicked away the broken wood in front of him, and said sharply, "I see who dares to beat Shu Yang today!"

The author has something to say: Shu Yang will not be soft again!

There are some things that can’t be helped. The growth environment is there, but people always have to change. When he becomes ruthless, he is actually quite ruthless...