"What can I say to this kind of person." Lin Xin had already appeared next to Zhang Yuan at some unknown time.
Looking at the direction Luo Xiaodong was leaving, Zhang Yuan sighed, "This is also a person with a story."
"What are you doing here?" Lin Xin asked, not forgetting to add, "Why don't you go with Fan Jiaojiao?"
Zhang Yuan turned around, looked at her, and smiled: "Teacher is jealous."
Lin Xin blushed, feeling a little untenable, and without refuting, she turned her head and left.
"Xiaoxin." Zhang Yuan whispered, as if like a curse, Lin Xin's footsteps stopped immediately, and she didn't look back for Zhang Yuan to walk up.
"I know the teacher is stupid, so do you want to come here and take advantage of it?" Lin Xin asked, looking at the direction of the classroom.
Zhang Yuan also looked over there, and seemed to say to himself: "Since that incident, we haven't had a good talk."
Lin Xin didn't speak, and she agreed to talk. She was not a difficult woman to serve. She was actually very easy-going, soft-hearted and soft-hearted.
"In fact, before that incident, Fan Jiaojiao and I really broke up. I didn't see any hope of reconciliation. At that time, I thought it would be impossible to be with her. She publicly announced that I was her boyfriend. To relieve us."
"I know, I can see that you can't be blamed for this. If I..." Lin Xin didn't go on, she wanted to say, if I was brave and desperate,... But what a disturbance would it cause? Yeah.
"It doesn't make sense to say what happened in the past." Lin Xin said.
If you don’t talk about the past, what do you say? Talk about the future, what will happen in the future? Zhang Yuan hasn't thought about it yet, and he doesn't know how to say it.
My heart fluttered with melancholy, staring blankly at the opposite classroom, but sighed, "Chinese New Year is coming soon."
Lin Xin didn't talk, but she also sighed deeply, as if the two of them were very unhappy about the New Year.
"Zhang Yuan, can you do me a favor?" Lin Xin said suddenly.
"Yep."
"My cousin introduced me to another partner. I heard that he is a returnee. He will return to China next Wednesday. It seems that the conditions are pretty good, but... I'm a little annoyed. I... don't want to fall in love for the time being."
When Lin Xin said this, Zhang Yuan suddenly had an urge to hold her in his arms.
"Well, let me know the name, the date of coming back, and what you know, I will think of a way."
"Hey, don't be rude to others." It seems that Lin Xin knows Zhang Yuan well.
Zhang Yuan smiled, "Don't worry, how could it be."
He Lin Xin came out of Peizhi School. It was almost dusk. She took Xiaoqiang back to Aunt Yu’s house. Zhang Yuan called Lumao and found that their work efficiency was still good. They had already run two alleys. , There are a dozen households.
After Zhang Yuan and Lin Xin bid farewell to them, they looked for Lumao, because the last one they had to run was a nail house.
This is a house that lives in ruined shanty towns. From the outside, the half-dangling wooden door can no longer see the original paint color. Half of the door frame is separated from the brick wall. Zhang Yuan really doubts what the door does. Prevent thieves and dogs, or erroneous people
Aunt Tang in the community came here yesterday, knowing that the owner doesn't have a good face and no one wants to be uncomfortable, so she left before she came.
When Zhang Yuan arrived, Lumao Huangmao and his brothers were standing at the door trying to guess a punch. Whoever loses and who goes first, it seems that the owner is quite tough.
Zhang Yuan smiled, "Are there anyone who is afraid of the underworld? I'm advanced."
After Zhang Yuan finished speaking, he cautiously pushed open the wooden door and led the way in.
Just like Aunt Yu's house, there is a small yard after entering, and there is a wing room behind it, but this one is obviously much smaller.
"Is there anyone?" Zhang Yuan asked, and took the younger brothers into the back room, and found that this house had such a broken door, because this house really had nothing to steal, and the living area was also very cramped.
The hall is very small, the black brick floor is dark and there is an indescribable unpleasant smell. There is an incandescent lamp full of oil and cobwebs hanging from the roof, and a dilapidated small bed against the wall. The wall of the bed is covered with plasters. I don't know what the certificate is.
In the middle of the room is a broken table with four immortals. The table has three legs. The empty leg is padded with a bench. If the height is not enough, there are two red bricks. There are big gaps and small cracks on the table. It is estimated that this bowl must be quite big, otherwise If you are not careful, you will slip through the crack.
"Is anyone at home?" Zhang Yuan called again, and saw a little brother pointing to the small room next to him.
Zhang Yuan walked over. This is the bedroom, which is darker. After entering, the damp smell is even more unpleasant. Zhang Yuan has adapted to the darkness a little bit before seeing the situation clearly. There are three beds in the room, which is really true. It's crowded enough, one horizontally, two vertical, the gap between the beds just fits a human leg, or a thin leg, if it's fat, it will block traffic.
In the innermost part of the room, there was a dark figure lying on the bed, and a thin old lady was sitting silently beside the bed, with a cane in both hands, sitting like a demented stare blankly.
"Grandma, where is your son?" Zhang Yuan asked, moving over from the gap.
"Huh?" the old woman asked loudly.
"What about your son?" Zhang Yuan raised more than 8 degrees.
"What?" The old woman also increased her voice.
"I said you..." Zhang Yuan felt that he had to hear this alley, and he couldn't hang himself up after half shouting.
"Cough cough, don't shout, the old lady is deaf and inaudible. Cough cough!" The dark old man lying there suddenly spoke, and his words were accompanied by a strong cough, and then spit out a mouthful of sputum next to the pillow There was a pot of eight-treasure porridge, which was full of sputum, and Zhang Yuan was about to vomit it out almost immediately.
The old man spit out and relaxed, and said, "My son and daughter-in-law have gone to the hospital. If you have anything to do, wait for my granddaughter to come back and talk."
Yuan nodded and moved out, listening to Huang Mao whispering to himself: "Fortunately, his granddaughter is not at home, otherwise she must be bitten by her today."
At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside, and then a young girl's voice came in from outside, "Grandpa, I'm back."
"Why are you so familiar?" Zhang Yuan wanted to move out quickly. He became more anxious and slower. He didn't know whether he was touching the spittoon or the foot basin.
Then the girl had entered the hall and saw yellow and green hairs, and then, with an angry shrill voice like a tweeter, she rang, "You bastards! Get out of me!!!"
"Hey, sister, don't push it, we want to talk to you about it, we are Nancheng..." Lu Mao seemed to explain something in the chaos.
"Asshole! Hooligan! Get out! Our house doesn't welcome you!" The girl shouted and cursed, pushing the yellow and green hairs and hurried outside the house.
"Why are you unreasonable, you can mention it if you ask, you... Ah!" Huang Mao suddenly screamed and said angrily: "You yellow girl, you really bite, don't make me angry, be careful I smoke you!"
"Stop! Stop!" There was a muffled roar at the door of the room, and Zhang Yuan had moved out.
Yes, it really was her, Tan Jiaojiao.
Seeing Zhang Yuan, Tan Jiaojiao was also taken aback, and then tremblingly asked, "Are you together?"
"Yeah!" Huang Mao rubbed his arms, and the fox said pretentiously, "This is our boss's big brother, Yuan brother, little girl, are you scared?"
"I should have known that you were in the same group." Tan Jiaojiao's eyes were filled with tears for an instant, she glanced at Zhang Yuan, and then ran to the door quickly, pushed the bike on the rack, and kicked her feet. gone.
Huang Mao Lumao saw Huang Mao girl run away, a bit inexplicable, and said that he was so fierce just now, and now he saw Brother Yuan immediately fleeing timidly, it seems that Brother Yuan is indeed powerful, with extremely high lethality.
"Jiaojiao." Then Zhang Yuan also ran out.
Tan Jiaojiao knew that he was going to catch up. She stomped wildly when she got in the car, at a speed of at least 40 mph. When Zhang Yuan chased out, she saw her figure flashing in the alley.
When Zhang Yuan rushed to the alley, he had already seen Tan Jiaojiao's thin, distressing little shadow on the street.
"Damn, riding so fast, why not go to a bicycle race."
Zhang Yuan murmured, took a few steps, got on the Audi that had been parked there, and drove after him.
It was just after get off work at this time. The streets and lanes were crowded with people and cars. Zhang Yuan suddenly hoped that there would be a motorcycle like Luo Xiaodong. How cool it would be to chase.
Fortunately, Tan Jiaojiao didn't have a fixed purpose, she just wanted to ride faster and hide farther, so she also rode towards the streets with few people.
After a while, Tan Jiaojiao rode on an extremely remote one. This one was unnamed, but although it did not have a name, it was quite famous. It was called a street of beauty salons. Of course, the beauty here is not for ladies, but for men. No one knows whether it is beauty or not. Anyway, the small shops on both sides of the road are red lights, or the advertisements of health care products.
At this time, it was the time when the street girls had just opened the door, but there was no time to pick up passengers, so except for the coquettish women in and out of the glass doors on both sides, there was basically no one on the road.
Tan Jiaojiao looked back with her big red eyes. She didn't recognize Zhang Yuan's car, so naturally her eyes didn't pay attention to the car. She didn't see Zhang Yuan. She breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down.
"Stubborn girl." Zhang Yuan smiled and shook his head, stepped on the accelerator, and caught up.
"Hey, beauty, do you want to take you for a ride?" Zhang Yuan opened the right window and joked.
Tan Jiaojiao was stunned. She knew Zhang Yuan was not a poor person, but she didn't expect him to drive such a high-end car. Some women will cried and post up when they find a rich person, while another woman finds a rich person, but she is afraid to avoid it, even if she is short of money.
Tan Jiaojiao was the one behind. Seeing Zhang Yuan, she bowed her head and kicked up like a bicycle.
"Jiaojiao, you can't get past me, it's not a level."