"Really? I'll wait and see."
When the door opened, the already-exceeded atmosphere was diluted, and the inside and outside of the room seemed to be two worlds.
Bai He held my hand tightly, and I held her back to school with a blank face.
After the lunch break, studies continue.
Duanmuwang had already asked for leave, and I felt helpless looking at her vacant position.
Looking up to a height that can't be reached in a lifetime, as long as it is an ordinary person, everyone has such an existence. But am I an ordinary person, am I the kind of person who can't even grasp my own destiny. I just want to live in peace, but it seems impossible now.
Looking back at how grandpa was at that time, I gritted my teeth, the old man of the Duanmu family, you deceived people too much!
Everyone has his own bottom line, and my bottom line is my family. No one can let them be harmed. If there is, even if it is the king of heaven, I will let him get retribution!
"Doctor Lu Ren, come up and solve this question."
"Yes."
Step onto the podium, holding a chalk in hand to solve the problem on the blackboard.
"Very good, you can go down now."
The teacher nodded approvingly. I returned to my position and noticed the deep smile of the old man standing outside the door.
"It's Duanmuge."
Bai He reminded me to wake up, so I smiled and stood up shyly.
"Teacher, my uncle is outside the door, probably something is going on at home."
"Well, you can go out." The teacher turned his head and glanced outside the door, then nodded to me.
Seeing the old man's pale face, I smiled and walked out of the classroom to meet him.
Duanmu sleeper, your old age is worse than a coincidence.
In the deserted hallway, I looked at the old man in front of me. He now looked at me with a playful look, without any initial surprise.
"Okay, everyone is gone. You are not here to see the place where the little granddaughter once studied." I rubbed my hands and looked at the old man with a smirk.
"Sure enough, there is nothing wrong with Zhang Ye's eyes. The ten-year-old boy's article is not only good, but his mouth is also good."
"Don't tell me that there are none, old man, what do you want me to do."
"You must forget my granddaughter from today."
"I don't forget that it was your mouth. I thought it was my brain." I pointed to my head.
"It looks like you are looking for a fight." The old man smiled.
"That also depends on whether you have that ability."
After that, I flashed the old Piff’s side kick, ignored the fragile concrete handrails, and directly picked up the broom on the wall and hit the old guy’s face with a big punch at the same time. Bengfei.
It would be great if I had a wooden knife in his hand, then the worst of this can cause the old guy to have intracranial hemorrhage.
A big hand held my collar in the air, and I turned my head to avoid close contact with the wall. Good deed, isn't this the Duanmu Ge I saw last time.
"Father, why are you here?" Duanmu Zhen stopped his hand.
"Not only did I come, but I also saw you do something to a junior."
"He," "Shut up and step back."
The loud quarrel attracted the physics teacher. She first saw the two old people and me who were being held, and then the destroyed concrete handrail.
"Excuse me, what is going on."
"You are Lu Renyi's teacher, right? Lu Renyi is not in good health. I have to take him to the doctor today." Duan Muge lied without blushing at all.
"Well, that's okay, but I first declare that you picked up the child. Don't deny it." Faced with this shit and unreasonable reason, the physics teacher was a bit hesitant at first, but Duanmu pillow showed his work permit. There was a big change in the teacher's attitude. I thought it was just a director of the National Security Bureau. You always need to nod your head so quickly.
But it’s not the time to lose face. It’s really uncomfortable to be hit by that punch. If it hadn’t been for the past two years to learn from Master Bai, that punch would have hit my chest directly, and the blood should have been spilled. It's all over the corridor, instead of holding it in your throat now.
I’m not at the gate where I’m not opening, and I’ve been carried out of the school building. Duanmu’s car is already waiting outside. Duanmu’s car is not talking and I’m in the car, and I see my boss’s father. When he got into the car, the driver was a little shocked, but when he saw Duanmuzhu also got on the car, he understood a little bit.
"Xiao Zhao, go to Master Zhang, hurry up."
"Director?"
"My dad didn't say it clearly?! Hurry up!"
The unbelievable speed of the Hongqi car poured out of the gate of the school.
As soon as I arrived on the road, I couldn't help it anymore. As soon as I opened the mouth that couldn't control so many, the dirty blood poured out and splashed the old man Duan Muge.
"Duanmuzhen! You have done a good job! If this kid hadn't practiced in the Bai family, he would have died under your fist just now!"
"Dad! I just want to warn him!"
"Warning?" The'forced' Lao Tzu let you wear this skin is to make you die for the country! Yours is good! Now I donated all my granddaughters! Dogs!
Probably thinking of being his own wife, Mr. Ge rarely changed a more tender term.
In fact, according to my grandfather, this uncle Duanmuge is good at everything, but this person has a bad temper, and this person is known for being a bad tongue in the local area. While listening to a series of swear words, he gushes blood. I feel like this punch. Don't suffer much, mother, Duanmuge is still his own after all, what a good comrade I haven't seen before.
"This kid hit me with a broom!"
"Smash you? Is your brain flooded?! If what he holds in his hand is the winter of the Bai family, I will have to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person today!
Facing his father, Duanmu Pillow "touched" the few black hair on top of his head, but didn't say what he wanted to say.
"Also, you know that his father is an adopted son, and you know who his grandfather and his family are. His grandfather used the last ration to pull me back from the ghost gate with the last ration on the battlefield in the winter of 1942! It's him! My grandfather, on the Korean battlefield in 1951, he alone rescued me from being surrounded by three American soldiers! The bayonet saw blood! He even had his intestines out at the time! You old man, I can live. Thanks to him today! This is the kindness that our Duanmu Family Sansheng VII cannot liquidate! You still have the face to say that he is young?! Who is it!? I suspect that you are not my birth today!"
I really don’t know that my grandfather, who doesn’t know his surname, has such a sturdy past, so to speak, my relationship with Duanmuwang’s baby is really tenable.
"My dad! I have a reason!"
"Reason? What is the Zhao family? If his grandfather can survive the Korean battlefield, this dog-day Zhao Taichang would not even be worthy of giving him shoes! Tell you Duanmu pillow! Don't think that your old man will be confused when he grows old, mine. My mind is so good! If the little guy has a long time and a short time, I will let the old friends who are still alive in the three cities gather together even if I fight my life!"
"Dad! What to gather!? You are all ministers of merit!"
"A worthy minister? When I was bayonet with the devil on the battlefield, was Zhao Taichang, the shameless Zhao family, or the Kuomintang second lieutenant! Remember, if the little guy really gets there, I will find someone to kill Zhao Taichang and his family. Grandma’s!"