Director of the Centre

Chapter 190 Song Xiuyan

This brick was really ruthless, Han Lu was a little out of breath.

A person came up to support him: "Director Han, are you better?"

It was the scumbag Hou Shirong, who had gone to the street to buy breakfast and came back with a plastic bag filled with steamed stuffed buns.

Han Lu: "I, I, I... What kind of unlucky child is this? It's unreasonable."

Hou Shirong: "Quickly, go to the gate to rest, Lao Jin, Xiao Jin, get some of your medicinal wine and wipe it off for Director Han."

Lao Jin and his son soaked a tank of white wine. At the beginning, they put the velvet antler that Han Lu gave them, and later added wolfberry, seahorse, snow clam, ginseng, angelica, epimedium, cistanche... Anyway, just put it put.

After a few years, its color is like ink and its smell is pungent.

Every time Han Lu drank it, he muttered in his mouth: "With so many medicines put in, I'm not afraid of a chemical reaction."

Fortunately, the taste is not bad. After drinking it, Han Lu's mind is stable and his body is as good as jade—since his wife suffered from depression, the husband and wife are not too careless about it—Director Han also knows how to adjust himself.
He took off his vest and looked through Lao Jin's mirror. He saw a bruise on his back, and after rubbing it with medicinal wine, it hurt like hell.

Han Lu gritted his teeth and cracked his mouth, annoyed: "That bastard just now was really ruthless, whose baby, I have to criticize his parents?"

Who else could it be? Don't ask, it must be Song Tian's son. Is this father and son Han Lu's opponent Red Star?
But the scumbag boy said: "Director Han, I advise you not to look for Song Tian, ​​the baby is his reverse scale, you can't touch it."

Han Lu: "That's not right. Children who are disobedient have to be educated. This matter can't be left alone. I have to ask Song Tian for a theory."

Brother scumbag: "I can't control it, Director Han, Song Tian is actually quite pitiful."

Han Lu seemed to realize something was wrong: "Is that child sick?"

The scumbag brother nodded and said that he was sick, very serious, and had tics.

The matter had to start with Song Tian's family.

He used to be an actor in a theater troupe, but his wife is an outsider and works in a steel complex.

Song Tian's wife used to work in the laboratory of a steel factory, probably because she was exposed to too many chemicals and her health was not very good.

When my son Song Xiuyan was born, everything was normal. He was well-behaved and cute. When he was in kindergarten and elementary school, the teachers liked him very much.After all, Lao Song was already handsome and handsome, and his genes were there.

At the beginning, although the child's grades were not excellent, they could still keep up.But in junior high school, his studies were not ideal, and he fell rapidly, directly becoming the last side of the class.Twelve or thirteen years old is the time when children become sensible and mature, but the doll still remains strangely naive, often saying silly things.

After being ridiculed by classmates, he lost his temper, kicked doors, smashed windows, and beat people.

At this time, Song Tian and his wife felt that something was wrong, so they took their son Song Xiuyan to the Second Provincial Hospital to see a doctor.

The doctor checked in detail. When Song Xiuyan filled out the forms and did the questions, he even had an EEG, and finally told them the sad news that the baby had tics.It is said that this disease is also simple. If it is discovered early, it can be controlled by taking medicine for two years.However, the child has missed the best treatment period, that is to say, he will be like this for about a lifetime. Simply put, he has a mental illness, so there is no need to treat it, just go home.

This was like a bolt from the blue for Song Tian and his wife.

Song Tian was still unconvinced at the beginning, and planned to educate his son himself.Two years later, exhausted physically and mentally, he finally gave up.

Song Xiuyan's grades were not good, so he couldn't pass the high school entrance examination, so he went to a technical school in the city.

However, within a few days, I was driven home by the teacher because of disputes and fights with my classmates.

Stayed at home for a while, recovered a little, then sent to school, and was driven back because of an accident.

The child can no longer study, so he can only stay at home and prepare to raise him for a lifetime.

Later, Song Tian thought about it, and the reason why Song Xiuyan became like this is probably due to innate reasons-his wife inhaled too much poisonous gas in the steel factory, so that the baby was stunted.

Hearing this, Han Lu said: "It's no wonder Song Tian's house will be put away for a year after it is renovated. He is afraid that the child will inhale formaldehyde again."

As a father with children, Director Han deeply understands what it means for a family that the healthy growth of a baby is the foundation of happiness!

Song Tian and Han Lu have always been at odds. If something happens to that guy, Director Han will gloat, but today he is extremely sympathetic.

Thinking of his wife's illness, Han Lu sighed again: "Happy families are all alike, and every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way."

Scumbag: "Hey, Director Han, let's talk about it, don't just eat my buns. You ate them all. Aren't my father and daughter starving?"

It turned out that during the process of applying medicine and talking just now, Han Lu was not idle, and actually ate up a plastic bag of steamed buns.

Han Lu was a little embarrassed, he had gained weight in the past two years.This person has a characteristic of being fat, that is, he is slanderous, whenever he sees something to eat.Regardless of whether I was hungry or not, I wanted to stuff it into my mouth before it was time to eat: "Hou Shirong, I heard that you haven't been able to make a lot of money by going to the cave recently, so what if I eat some steamed stuffed buns from you, buy them yourself."

Speaking of acupuncture, there is a regulation in the unit that it is not allowed to use acupuncture points. Once caught, you will be severely punished, unless you suspend your job and take a long vacation.The center welcomes this matter very much. As soon as you leave, you will free up a spare salary.

In the past two years, with the intentional or unintentional acquiescence of the superiors, the Municipal Culture and Art Center has dozens of vacancies to eat, plus the cash flow of parking fees, the overall financial situation tends to be healthy.

Hou Shirong worked as a mascot at Su Muzhe's acupoint a few years ago. Under Han Lu's persuasion, and because he himself was ashamed and refused to accept charity from others, he came back to work for more than a year.

His business ability is not good, and he has no drama to play, so he ponders the storytelling at home, and finds someone to learn the art.

There is nothing else in the Municipal Culture and Art Center, except that there is no shortage of outstanding old artists and traditional opera art. As long as you want to learn, you will not have to worry about finding a teacher.

Brother Hou has a good memory, high comprehension, and can speak well. After only a few years of hard work, he has mastered it.

So, his old man was ready to move.Instead of looking for Su Muzhe, he started a Dan Gang and went to teahouses and restaurants to talk to people.

Gradually, his life became better, and the father and daughter changed into new clothes and went to restaurants every three days.Recently, I even bought an Apple three-piece suit and a second-hand car. I go to the Spring City Race Course once a week. I don’t want to live too happily.

Hou Shirong: "Yes, yes, Director Han, you helped me during my most difficult period. It is right to invite you to eat steamed buns. What money I make is just to earn some food and waste the rest of my life."

Han Lu: "Don't waste your money. You don't have a house. You should save some money to build a house. Living in a dormitory is not an option. Even if you live in a dormitory for the rest of your life, your daughter will not be able to study and marry when she grows up, and she will not be able to buy a dowry." .Besides, you don't fall in love anymore, it's meaningless."

Hou Shirong: "I need to buy a house, and I have saved some money, and I will be able to make up enough after running for two years. My daughter is still young, and no one can tell what will happen in the future. As for you telling me not to talk about Lian Ai, Director, I can't control it." Live by yourself! Whenever I see a woman, no matter what she looks like, I think it is beautiful."

"You're such a scumbag!" Han Lu knew that this guy couldn't change his shit, so he didn't bother to say more.

Today, many actors will come to rehearse, and the center needs to perform a Sichuan opera, which requires a set of extras. Song Qingshan considers that many actors in the center have no performances, so he decided to implement a rotation system to prevent everyone from wasting their business.

Many actors hadn't appeared for a month or two, and Han Lu felt that it was necessary to meet them and find out about the situation.

At this moment, the girl from Hou Shirong's family ran over, saw Han Lu, and called affectionately: "Father."

Han Lu was shocked, and said seriously: "You should call me Uncle Han from now on, I'm afraid."

He likes children with acne, and when he sees a child, he calls him "son, daddy." Today Song Xiuyan slapped him with a brick.

The lessons are painful and touch the soul.

(End of this chapter)