Now Zhuang Yan has nothing on his body except the clothes and a piece of fish scales. He stopped by the wide road, looked at the flashing neon lights at the end of the road, and the empty fields around him, and began to think about whether he wanted to walk back to the city. to go.
Zhuang Yan walked along the empty road in front of him towards the city, waiting to borrow his mobile phone when he met someone, calling his friends and asking them to come pick him up.
But Zhuang Yan was lucky. He met a big brother who was going to the city in a car and was willing to take him all the way. Now he was waiting for his wife for a while, and it would take more than ten minutes before he could leave.
Suddenly there was cheers in the car, and the familiar bell rang in Zhuang Yan's ears. Sitting in the back row of the car, he poked his head out curiously, and found that his elder brother was watching a live broadcast of a boxing match. Boxing champion Wu Lianshui.
Zhuang Yan moved his head forward. On the ring, Wu Lianshui's expression was ferocious, his movements were quick, and his punches were considered fast. However, Wang Yang was not bad either. He had almost equal points with Wu Lianshui in the previous few fights.
The eldest brother shook his head and sighed, "Wu Lianshui is okay for beating, but compared to Zhuang Yan's back then, it's still a little worse. If this was Zhuang Yan, Wang Yang would have fallen by now."
Zhuang Yan who was sitting in the back row heard this and asked casually: "Master, are you a fan of Zhuang Yan?"
Unexpectedly, the eldest brother became irritable on the spot, cursing in his mouth: "Fucking fans! I lost all the small coffers I worked so hard to save for more than three years when he punched fake punches back then! My wife almost didn't peel it off when she found out about it! What a shame! How about fans? If I meet him, I won’t mark him as a second-class cripple! Speaking of him makes me angry! Damn, I’m so pissed off!”
Zhuang Yan: "..."
He quickly put his head back.
After cursing, the eldest brother turned his head to Zhuang Yan behind and asked, "By the way, brother, what do you call you?"
Zhuang Yan shrank his figure into the darkness, and replied, "Zhuang Zhuang Zhuang... Zhang Yan."
"What's the matter?" The eldest brother didn't hear clearly at all, but at this time the eldest brother's wife got into the car, so he didn't ask Zhuang Yan any further.
The elder brother chatted with his wife while driving, Zhuang Yan sat in the back and didn't interrupt, just looked out of the car window sideways, the desolate fields were gradually replaced by low houses in the countryside, and gradually, passing through the suburban area In the quiet village, they came to the city.
Night enveloped this bustling city, with tall buildings everywhere, neon lights flashing, and all kinds of cars passing by on the roads extending in all directions. Zhuang Yan was a little stunned. He reached out to touch the fish scale in his pocket. More than a month was like a dream to him, he couldn't tell whether it was a good dream or a nightmare, he recalled everything that happened at the bottom of the sea, smacking his lips, it should be a spring dream.
At the red light, the elder brother who was driving turned around and asked Zhuang Yan: "Where are you going, buddy, I can take you there directly."
Zhuang Yan was a little embarrassed to bother him, so he shook his hand and said, "Don't bother, just put me down at the intersection ahead."
"No trouble, no trouble, you don't want to be inked, and tell me quickly, I have to go to the movies with your sister-in-law after I deliver it to you."
Zhuang Yan reported the address of the hospital, followed by a sentence: "Thank you."
The eldest brother laughed when he heard it: "Third Courtyard, that's just on the way."
Twenty minutes later, the elder brother's car was parked across the road from the Third Courtyard. Zhuang Yan wanted to ask the elder brother for his contact information, so that he could transfer the car to someone else when he went back, but the elder brother didn't give it to him, so he could only say a few more words Thank you, then opened the door and got out of the car.
Under the street lamp, Zhuang Yan's face clearly appeared in the elder brother's line of sight for the first time. The eldest brother blinked, as if he couldn't believe his eyes, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, then pushed open the car door and got out of the car. He came to Zhuang Yan and called out uncertainly: " Zhuang Yan?"
Zhuang Yan smiled embarrassedly and nodded: "Thank you just now."
He also felt a little guilty in his heart, the elder brother was too aggressive in scolding in the car just now.
"What a boy, it's really you." The elder brother raised his hand and slapped Zhuang Yan on the shoulder. Zhuang Yan had already started to think about whether he should give his elder brother a good beating later to vent his anger. Thank you.
"That..." What Zhuang Yan didn't expect was that the elder brother who said on the car just now that he was going to beat Zhuang Yan into a second-class cripple, now had a shy smile on his face, squirming like a little girl After a long while, he opened his mouth and said to Zhuang Yan, "Please sign for me."
"..."
My brother, you are scared to death.
The elder brother quickly took out Zhuang Yan's photo and a signature pen from the car, and brought them to him. Zhuang Yan really didn't expect his elder brother to love him so deeply.
During the interval between his signatures, the eldest brother suddenly asked Zhuang Yan: "Will you still fight in the future?"
Zhuang Yan still didn't know how far his waist had recovered, so he thought about it and replied, "Maybe."
The eldest brother ended up with a photo of Zhuang Yan signing his name, and in a gesture of an elder, he taught Zhuang Yan: "Don't make false punches again."
Zhuang Yan pursed his lips and smiled. What happened back then could not be explained clearly with a single fake punch. Too many people and things were involved, so he could only smile and nod to his elder brother.
The eldest brother raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder twice, "You go first."
Zhuang Yan hummed, waved goodbye to his elder brother and his sister-in-law who was sitting in the car, then crossed the street and walked into the Third People's Hospital of Pinghai City. When he was about to enter the door, he looked back and saw that his elder brother was still on the other side of the road. while looking at myself.
Zhuang Yan waved his hand, turned around and entered the hospital. The hospital was much quieter at night than during the day. Several nurses were on duty at the front desk. Zhuang Yan entered the elevator and directly pressed the sixth floor. He only left for half a month. If According to the previous agreement with Wen's family, grandpa should still be recovering in the hospital.
Passing through the bright corridor, Zhuang Yan carefully opened the door of Ward 612. On the bed, Mr. Zhuang was sleeping soundly. Zhuang Yan breathed a sigh of relief. He was most afraid that Mr. Zhuang would have an accident when he was not around.
He walked to Mr. Zhuang's bed and stopped. He looked down at the grandfather on the bed, with the corners of his mouth raised. He carefully moved the chair in the corner over. As soon as he sat down, he saw the eyelids of Mr. Zhuang on the bed move. , then opened his eyes and asked, "Who's here?"
Zhuang Yan grabbed Old Man Zhuang's hand, "Grandpa, it's me."
"Banquet?" Mr. Zhuang took advantage of the faint light in the corridor to see clearly the person sitting beside his bed, tears streaming down his face, rolling down the snow-white sheet along his face full of dimples On the ground, there was a dark trace of fainting, and he held Zhuang Yan's hand instead: "Yanyan, grandpa finally saw you, why did you die when you said you were fine? What do you ask grandpa to do!"
There were also tears in Zhuang Yan's eyes, and he was a little more miserable in the dark environment, but when he heard Mr. Zhuang's words, he was slightly taken aback, and then he couldn't laugh or cry: "Grandpa, what are you talking about? You live well Yes, I'm alive and well."
"You still want to lie to Grandpa?" Old Man Zhuang stared at Zhuang Yan in front of him, completely unable to listen to his words, "Now that Grandpa is dead, why do you have to hide it?"
"No, Grandpa, it's alive, it's alive." Zhuang Yan grabbed Mr. Zhuang's hand and placed it on his chest, where his heart was beating vigorously.
Only then did Mr. Zhuang realize: "Are you alive?"
Zhuang Yan sighed: "Why did I die? Didn't everyone tell you that I was being treated abroad?"
Mr. Zhuang remembered that Zhao Wei swore in front of him a few days ago that the banquet had already gone, and the death certificate was about to be issued, and the videos they showed him before all proved to be Yanyan recorded before his death. , his grandson has been missing for some time. Mr. Zhuang still couldn't believe it: "Are you all right?"
"It's okay, am I not here well?"
Zhuang Yan helped old man Zhuang pull up the quilt: "Grandpa, go to sleep."
"I don't sleep." Grandpa Zhuang stared at him, fearing that the eldest grandson would never come back when he opened his eyes.
"If you don't sleep, I will leave."
This threat was really useful. Grandpa Zhuang glanced at Zhuang Yan, saw that he was making a gesture to get up and leave, so he quickly closed his eyes, but both hands tightly grasped Zhuang Yan's arm.
After a while, old man Zhuang opened his eyes secretly to see that Zhuang Yan hadn't left by the bed, and then closed his eyes again. Zhuang Yan looked at this scene with both amused and distressed feelings.
After Mr. Zhuang fell asleep, Zhuang Yan took his mobile phone to the corridor outside and called himself and Wang Chengzong. When Wang Chengzong heard Zhuang Yan's voice on the phone, he was completely frightened. Sitting up from the bed, I almost threw the phone out of my hand, and after a while, I cried and said to Zhuang Yan on the phone: "Brother, tell me what you need down there, and I'll burn it right away." You, just don't scare me, you know I'm most afraid of these things."
Zhuang Yan leaned against the wall behind him and asked, "Who told you that I was dead?"
"Brother, are you alive?"
"What the hell?" Zhuang Yan lowered his voice, "Didn't I tell you not to tell the old man that something happened to me, and just tell him that I will go abroad for treatment?"
Wang Chengzong said aggrievedly: "That's what we said, but that boy Zhao Wei suddenly entered the hospital one day and cried to the old man that you were dead, and he just held a funeral for you last Thursday."
Zhuang Yan didn't know what to say for a while, it turned out that he hadn't been back for a while, even the funeral was over.
Wang Chengzong continued to tell Zhuang Yan about Zhao Wei's achievements during this period. He didn't know how to coax Mr. Zhuang to recognize him as his godson, took all the money that Mr. Zhuang had on hand, and even once told him about his inheritance after a hundred years. Leave it to Zhao Wei's words.
Zhuang Yan: "..."