Zhao Yuan dropped out of school and no one could find him anymore. Except, Chen Wanxin.
Lin Wenxi came to her senses and insisted on Chen Wanxin giving an explanation.
"I didn't ask you to clear the place, right?" Chen Wanxin said with a smile.
"I don't care about this matter. No matter what the reason is, if I knew it, I would still do it. It has nothing to do with you. I just ask, Zhao Yuan, why did you go to black boxing?" Lin Wenxi asked righteously.
"I said it." Chen Wanxin turned her back.
"This is not just the first time that you and I have met. You should know that I am not a fool." Lin Wenxi said coldly.
"If you have the ability, you can figure it out yourself." Chen Wanxin smiled coldly.
"Who are you?" Lin Wenxi asked word by word.
"I am Chen Wanxin." Chen Wanxin smiled and walked away.
Although Zhao Yuan was extremely angry with Chen Wanxin, Chen Wanxin's reason was: "You have been in a bad situation recently. Even I can feel it. What's more, Wenxi is in the same dormitory. It was probably during the Chinese New Year. Wenxi has never been clear about the agreement between us. You kept your promise and didn’t give an explanation, so he kept chasing me and asking, so I could only take him to the boxing ring to see you.”
"Besides, Yuan, to be fair, I only found out the reason for your black boxing in the past two days. I don't even know why I told Wen Xi about him... It must have been unintentional. I am worried about your safety." Chen Wanxin said.
"I know that, it's okay." Zhao Yuan smiled in return. Chen Wanxin took a step back instinctively. Zhao Yuan's smile was clearly hidden very deep. It was just the tip of the iceberg. What was hidden under the abyss-like water? Chen Wanxin became increasingly unsure.
When Lin Wenxi came home, she just said hello briefly and went straight to the place where she was teaching.
The village chief's house.
"Let's talk." Lin Wenxi said casually, and the village chief seemed a little frightened.
"I'm just an ordinary support teacher, and your attitude scares me." Lin Wenxi added. He had already guessed that the village chief knew his identity. I'm afraid his mother was worried about this and that, so he gave special instructions. Although he did not receive any special treatment, the courtesy of the villagers and the cautiousness of the village chief made Lin Wenxi always feel that all his efforts would be linked to his identity. Just like a handsome guy, if he achieves great achievements through hard work, others will say: "It's not because he is handsome." This makes him feel that his hard work in teaching is not recognized, and the first thing others respect is that he is wearing a robe. . Forget it, just rely on this "Luo Yi" to get what you want.
"No, no, Teacher Lin, if you have anything to say, just say it. I have never seen the world and I can't guess people's thoughts." The village chief couldn't help but make it clear.
"You know something about Zhao Yuan's family, tell me as much as you know." Lin Wenxi took the tea brewed by the village chief's wife, took a sip, and looked at them condescendingly, but everyone could see that this so-called " "Condescending" cannot be used with Lin Wenxi, but paper tigers can also scare people.
Lin Wenxi heard almost everything about Zhao Yuan's family, the path his father took, the family he experienced, and the prosperity that once flourished came to an end.
No wonder Zhao Yuan has a wide network of contacts. No wonder Zhao Yuan seems to be using all available resources around him just to survive and survive.
The village chief obviously didn't know that the red lantern hanging in Zhao Yuan's house would never go out, and he didn't know how persistent Zhao Yuan's father was during the long wait. Every long night, he would hear the sound again. What a sigh and sigh, he and she were once infatuated when they were young, and they also had a life-and-death date. Maybe it was this only son who tied Zhao Yuan's father. Lin Wenxi suddenly thought again, how would Yun Che and Zhu Ziping deal with such a disaster? What if they were his parents? No, he didn't dare to think about it. Destiny is playing tricks on you, and who is the one who dominates everything
Lin Wenxi seemed to feel that such a blood feud had been inflicted on him. The village chief did not dare to name the person who indirectly caused Zhao Yuan's mother to disappear. He only said that he was a high official in the city. Lin Wenxi suddenly understood that his father's iron-blooded tactics over the years had brought down countless people, but he didn't know if any of them were among them.
Lin Wenxi's heart was racing, she clenched her fists, her face looked sad and angry. The village chief said cautiously, that person seemed to be on the wrong side of the forest bureau, and besides that, he refused to say anything more.
"If he's not dead, then I'll have to watch him die with my own eyes." Lin Wenxi gritted his teeth and said.
After his mind calmed down, Lin Wenxi asked many more things about Zhao Yuan's childhood. Unfortunately, the township head couldn't remember clearly. He only said that when Zhao Yuan was six or seven years old, Zhao Yuan's father and his family moved to the countryside. Seeing that Lin Wenxi was so concerned about Zhao Yuan's affairs, the township chief told him some things that Zhao Yuan did every year when he returned to the village as an adult. Zhao Yuan would help his neighbors build houses and wires, deliver domestic water to schools, repair tables and chairs, and take the village children to play up and down the mountain. Lin Wenxi seemed to have traveled through layers of time and space, and everything seemed to be related to him. Zhao Yuan worked with him to repair the house. When he was carrying water alone, he stayed with him to wipe his sweat. He played with his children, and one of the children was himself.
Before leaving, Lin Wenxi suddenly asked the village chief: "Has Zhao Yuan ever had a nickname called Fang Fang?"
The village chief shook his head.
Lin Wenxi asked Zhao Yuan's aunt the same question, but they were also confused. Everyone seemed to see Lin Wenxi's sad eyes.
Lin Wenxi decided to stay here for a while.
During this time, he made the people in this small mountain village remember the name Lin Wenxi. They talked for a long time about the memories this young man left them in this cold winter.
Lin Wenxi started classes again, lengthened the class hours, started night classes, and taught twelve classes a day, covering all courses.
He became the "King of Children". During the holidays, he took the children on the street to call friends and almost climbed the hills of the entire village. They repaired tables and chairs in rural primary schools, helped clear channels in the fields, and were willing to follow behind to do any kind of work. After a lot of hard work, Lin Wenxi would take them to the largest "supermarket" in the village. More than a dozen people would sweep away all the goods in the shop. The boss would be so happy that he would often give each of them a few extra lollipops. , watching these dozen friends walking back in the alley side by side, arm in arm. Lin Wenxi actually tied up his trousers and turned up his sleeves to expose his arms.
“Wild” things that had never been thought of before.
It has rained twice in the past few days, and there is some leakage in the corner of the house. Lin Wenxi held up the ladder, climbed up tremblingly, and neatly patched the corners of the house with cement and broken tiles. After being soaked to the skin, he silently took off his coat and roasted by the campfire. When he was quiet, he would watch Looking at the empty seat next to him, it seemed as if Zhao Yuan was sitting there smiling. At that time, Zhao Yuan was only that old.
Lin Wenxi took the children to pick more wild fruits and vegetables from the forest, and made dumplings with Liu Lanhua. They were shaped into strange shapes and were Lin Wenxi's masterpiece. Lin Wenxi would eat them by himself, and sometimes throw them outside the house. dog, and called it "Dayuan". The ones that are carefully kneaded and evenly seasoned will be cooked and given to the neighbors next door. Neighbors would often bring plenty of fried corn kernels and pumpkin seeds as gifts to him in return. Lin Wenxi was so happy to eat these unusual game meats.
Even on vacation, Lin Wenxi is very good at tutoring neighbor children with their homework, and the results are amazing. Every time Lin Wenxi shouted into the yard, the nearby children would bring their own benches and homework, and they would compete to get the front row seat in the yard. All of a sudden, the chickens and ducks in the yard would jump up and down, making it very lively. After a while, the children in the yard all learned English children's songs and the most basic greetings. Although they were lame, they were happy to ask Lin Wenxi to correct them. And all the objects in the yard, the most diligent children, can actually read them in English one by one. As long as Lin Wenxi gets a hole in his clothes when he is being crazy outside, a child will come and ask for the pants back, and let his mother, who is an expert in sewing, mend them so that the holes are not visible at all. Whenever the little friends have anything fresh in their hands, Wild fruits and vegetables are often put into baskets and bags and brought here all at once.
After staying for nearly half a month, Hongxuan came over for the third time.
"My mother said that Zhao Yuan once came to our house alone. What did he come to do? What happened at Zhao Yuan's house? His father was not at home, and the neighbors said that something happened. My answer, you give me, or "No" Lin Wenxi still said this when they met.
"Zhao Yuan's father was seriously ill. Zhao Yuan went to boxing, probably to earn the championship bonus." Hongxuan said coldly.
"It's just a serious illness. Why did he come to my dad for help? It's just a serious illness. He only needs money. Our family is like Uncle Hongxuan, a rich family. Can you stop treating me like the little kid you were back then?" Lin Wenxi asked loudly.
"He just asked Viagra to help introduce some people to see if they could get loans..." Hongxuan said.
"Uncle Hongxuan, all the folks in this village have told me what happened at Brother Yuan's house back then. Do you know that good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles away? Folks in the village all say that Zhao Yuan's father committed something. What did he commit? Why is it necessary? Asking Lin Ziwei for help, why do you do black boxing to make money? Only you can give me the answer," Lin Wenxi shouted in a hissing voice.
Hongxuan shook his head and turned away.
"Have you heard about Chen Wanxin?" Lin Wenxi asked indifferently.
"No, we can't find out." Hongxuan said.
"Chen Wanxin, you couldn't find out that my father's old rival's surname is Chen. She, Chen Wanxin, has known my identity for a long time. Why did you think I couldn't guess that you just listened to Lin Ziwei and deceived yourself?" Lin Wenxi roared angrily.
"Wen Xi, he is your father." Hongxuan said.
"Hongxuan, I call you uncle. In fact, I have long considered you to be another father. But what about you? Could it be that all the time you spent with me for so many years was all because of Lin Ziwei's words? You have never been half-hearted towards me. The relationship between a calf and a child is not the same as between a father and a son." Lin Wenxi said in a hoarse voice, and actually burst into tears.
"Lin Ziwei is busy with his bullshit work and doesn't understand me, you Hongxuan... You Hongxuan brought me up since childhood, don't you understand me?" Lin Wenxi stood there aggrievedly, sobbing.
Hongxuan couldn't bear it anymore and held Lin Wenxi in his arms: "Wenxi, this matter is really important, you must not get involved."
"You can't get involved, and I have already ruined Zhao Yuan's hope. Moreover, someone is using me. You didn't tell me anything. I don't even have the qualifications and ability to protect myself. How about you, can you go to my school to watch 24 hours a day?" Can you let me drop out of school or transfer me to another school?" Lin Wenxi sobbed in Hongxuan's arms: "For so many years, I have almost lived an anonymous life. I dare not say anything when I am bullied. People... were... dared not say a word, asking me to be an ordinary child in peace and quiet, but my father never asked me to be an ordinary child, Uncle Hongxuan..."
Hongxuan gently stroked Lin Wenxi's head. This was the first time that he was hugging the child he had been training strictly and demanding at such a close distance. It was also the first time that Hongxuan heard Lin Wenxi's voice like this. The other father, yes, Hongyan has been coquettish and crazy in his arms since he was a child, and he is very willful. But for Lin Wenxi, a child whose health was worse than that of the girl's family when he was a child, he fell down countless times and knelt down countless times until his head was bleeding. Flow, countless times he couldn't hold on while running with heavy loads. He wanted to take a step closer and help the child, but he didn't dare, and he couldn't. The old mother at home was so eager to have a boy, but now that she has a beauty , he would never think too much about it, but he didn't know that after so many years, blood between himself and him had long been thicker than water.
Lin Wenxi knew about Chen Wanxin, and more specifically about Zhao Yuan, this fragmented family. She also knew what a terrible family and opponent the Chen family was, and everything they had endured for so many years.
"As for why Zhao Yuan wants to engage in black boxing, I don't know the detailed reasons, but it is at least related to his father who is critically ill in the hospital. You can only ask these things in person." Hongxuan still had reservations. However, Hongxuan didn't mention a word about the progress of the investigation into Zhao's father. This matter was really too sensitive.
"Also, my uncle won't advise you too much, but don't talk about Zhao Yuan in front of your father. He is really worried that you will be implicated..." Hongxuan added.
"Zhao Yuan, how can you bear to carry all this alone?" Lin Wenxi squatted on the ground, holding his head and choking. Tears fell heavily. The ground was wet, dyeing the soil almost blood red.
When it was time to leave, Lin Wenxi walked up the hill behind Liu Lanhua's house and looked around. He had been to every step Zhao Yuan had taken in this village, and it seemed as if he had experienced everything.
Where you have lived, I have walked your path. Without waving, he left quietly.
In the countryside, under the poplar tree, a young man shed tears one after another.