Back to 80s: Hot wife goes crazy

Chapter 84
He Zongliang's lounge was filled with things and placed in a mess.

There are lunch boxes, cups, reading glasses, books, ink, tea cans, dried fish, certificates and rag dolls on the table.

In addition to quilts and pillows, there are clothes, pants, and socks on the single bed. The scarves and hats I brought in the winter are still piled here.

If you look closely, you can even see a small plate with two false teeth on it.

There was a broom and dustpan under the bed, a dirty and unwashed poncho, and a broken stool leg.

There were unswept melon seed peels and orange peels all over the floor.

There was no unpleasant smell in the room, there was a faint smell of orange and tea leaves.

Yan Shou opened the drawer in a familiar manner and took out iodine, medical cotton and gauze.

"Does Coach He live here?" Tang Xueli kicked the football at his feet to the side.

"I'll stay sometimes." Yan Shouzhen rolled up his sleeves and untied the gauze that he had hastily wrapped around him.

The gauze was slightly adherent to the wound, and it hurt a little when it was pulled off. He didn't hide his expression, grinned, and let out a "hiss".

Tang Xueli saw a long, straight gash. It was not very deep, but it was as wide as a pencil. It was bloody and looked a bit miserable.

"Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?" Tang Xueli unscrewed the cap of iodine.

"When you go to the hospital, it's just disinfected and wrapped up. It's not necessary." Yan Shouzhen asked her, "You don't dare, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a stinging pain on his arm.

"Take it easy!" he cried, "be gentle."

"If you want to be gentle, go to the hospital and find a nurse." Tang Xueli stopped and looked at him, "Do you want me to continue?"

Yan Shouzhen paused and said pitifully: 'Go on..."

Tang Xueli had no expression on her face. She stared at the wound and her tone was very calm, "You don't look like someone who is afraid of pain."

"No, I'm in terrible pain." Yan Shouzhen pretended to be pitiful, "When I was a kid, I would cry for a long time if I fell."

Tang Xueli's hand was a little lighter. She remembered that on the way to the No. [-] Middle School to participate in the quiz competition last time, the car braked suddenly and he blocked her head with his hand. When his hand was injured at that time, he honestly said it hurt. .

But... "When you were beaten a few days ago, I didn't see any reaction from you."

"That's what I'm pretending to be. I'm pretending well, right?" Yan Shouzhen curled his lips, "Feng Biao must think I'm a tough guy."

"That tall man's name is Feng Biao?" Tang Xueli finished applying iodine and blew on the wound.

Yan Shouzhen felt a cold numbness on his arm, and he froze.

Tang Xueli couldn't wait for a response and raised her eyes to look at him, "Teacher Yan?"

"Huh?" Yan Shouzhen came back to his senses, "What did you say?"

Tang Xueli: "...I asked you if Feng Biao is the tall man."

"Yes." Yan Shouzhen nodded, "It's him."

"Who is he? He seems to have a deep hatred for you." Tang Xueli lowered his head and continued to blow on Yan Shouzhen's wound.

She had short hair that reached her ears, and her bangs were tucked behind her ears, revealing a clear profile of her face.

Yan Shouzhen looked at her profile and remembered the scene when he first saw her in the alley.

At that time, he was investigating a case dressed as a manure digger, and happened to see her in trouble.

At that time, she was a bit dark, very strong, and good at fighting. She could easily deal with two hooligans by herself.

If you think about it, almost a year has passed.

She has changed a lot this year.

She has become whiter, thinner, and her face is rosier. High-intensity exercise has made her body look very beautiful.

The fat on the face has been lost, and the facial features are more three-dimensional.

The only things that remained unchanged were her bright and sharp eyes, her cold voice and indifferent tone.

"Feng Biao had a younger brother named Feng Xiaohu." Yan Shouzhen did not explain the cause and effect, and simply said: "Because of me, Feng Xiaohu died, and Feng Biao wanted to avenge his brother."

Tang Xueli looked serious: "Then how do you plan to solve it?"

"I don't know yet."

This is not the first time Yan Shouzhen has faced such trouble.

There are sure to be more to come.

But he will never be deterred.

There is always a way.

Tang Xueli: "...don't know?"

"It's okay, he can't beat me." Yan Shouzhen chuckled, "If I can take care of my younger brother, I can also take care of my elder brother." Tang Xueli wrapped gauze around him and tied it carefully.

"Then why did you just get beaten up before and didn't fight back?"

"If I fight back, we will be fighting. A few days before the college entrance examination, I caused such a big incident, and everyone in the class is panicked. How can you prepare for the college entrance examination with peace of mind."

Yan Shouzhen estimated that he would be a class teacher once in his life. With such a class, he really wanted to finish it well and send all the children to college.

Tang Xueli frowned: "A fight? Isn't it self-defense for you to fight back?"

"There are no witnesses, so it's difficult to make a judgment. There are too many unexpected situations." Yan Shouzhen said, "That day Tang Limei took you to the alley, and something almost happened."

Tang Xueli: "If I didn't go, would Feng Biao let you go if he beat you to vent his anger?"

"..." Yan Shouzhen thought for a moment and said, "Maybe..."

Meaning, anything is possible.

Maybe if Tang Xueli hadn't gone, Yan Shouzhen's life would really be in danger.

"No matter what, I have to thank you for saving me that day." Yan Shouzhen looked at Tang Xuelia with sincere eyes: "Thank you also for bandaging my wound."

Tang Xueli said calmly: "You're welcome."

"Can I treat you to dinner tonight?" Yan Shouzhen asked her opinion: "Can we eat steamed buns?"

"I won't eat steamed buns." Tang Xueli thought for a moment, "I want to eat pork ribs."

Yan Shouzhen smiled, "Okay, let's eat ribs and go to Limin Restaurant."

Tang Xueli nodded.

Someone called Coach Yan outside, and Yan Shouzhen asked Tang Xueli to rest in the room, then closed the door ajar and went out.

Tang Xueli took out a stack of daily newspapers from her schoolbag.

During this time, she concentrated on preparing for the college entrance examination and saved several issues of newspapers without reading them.

She opened the window, and a small breeze blew in, carrying the fragrance of flowers.

Open the newspaper and read the headlines briefly.

For the [-]th anniversary of the daily publication, a special issue was published.

On the large picture on the front page, there are blessings and signatures of various reporters, editors and commentators of the daily newspaper.

She subconsciously looked for Yan Jingshu's name.

found it!
On the lower right.

The blessing is very simple. I wish the daily will get better and better, never forget its original intention, and happy [-]th anniversary.

Tang Xueli stared at the handwritten words "Yan Jing Shu" and immediately felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Why do you feel this way?

Where did she feel like this?
Word!

It is the word "Word".

The way he starts writing and the style of writing are exactly the same as Teacher Yan.

Words of scenery, words of truth...

Boss Kuang said he didn’t look like a teacher.

He never said where he taught before, or even that he was a teacher before.

Tang Xueli suddenly had a suspicion.

Before this conjecture could be verified, she suddenly remembered the scene a year ago.

Yan Shouzhen came back soon after taking care of the outside matters.

"Come on, please go to the restaurant."

Tang Xueli looked at him with burning eyes, "Teacher Yan, where is your mask?"

"It's in my pocket." Yan Shouzhen asked, "What's wrong?"

Tang Xueli said: "You take it with you."

"Now?" Yan Shouzhen was stunned.

"Yes, now." Tang Xueli's heart was beating fast.

Yan Shouzhen didn't know why, but he still took out the mask from his pocket and put it on.

(End of this chapter)