When Yang Zhao sent Yang Jintian to school the next day, Yang Jintian said to Yang Zhao in a rare way:
"Sister, I live at school tonight."
Yang Zhao's first reaction was that he was going to play truant again, and she said, "No."
Yang Jintian said: "Today is Saturday, and after school there is a tutoring class for mathematics."
Yang Zhao didn't believe it at all.
"no."
Yang Jintian curled his lips and sat in the back seat without speaking.
Yang Zhao glanced at him from the rearview mirror, and found that Yang Jintian's face was somewhat gloomy. She said: "There is no late study today, right? After school at 5:30?"
Yang Jintian hummed sullenly.
Yang Zhao said, "My sister has something to do tonight. After picking you up, you can study at home."
Yang Jintian frowned and said, "Since you have something to do, let me take tutoring at school."
Yang Zhao didn't speak.
The car drove smoothly on the road.
After a while, Yang Zhao said, "Xiaotian, my sister is worried about you now."
Yang Jintian looked at the passing street signs outside the window, quietly.
"There will be a math test next Monday." Yang Zhao continued, "If you can pass this test, then I can listen to your opinions in the evening self-study or tutoring. Before that, you have to listen to me."
Yang Jintian raised his head and said, "Are you ready?"
Yang Zhao said flatly, "It's done."
When the car arrived at the school gate, Yang Jintian opened the door and got out of the car. Before getting out of the car, he said to Yang Zhao: "Then just watch, I will definitely pass the exam this time!"
After speaking, he strode towards the campus with his schoolbag in his hand.
Yang Zhao watched his back getting farther and farther from the car.
Yang Jintian is considered tall among boys of this age, but maybe because of his immaturity, he still looks a little thin.
Men always have a process of growing up, Yang Zhao thought. It doesn't have to be because of anything, maybe it's a state of mind, maybe it's a chance encounter... The boy will really grow into a man.
After Yang Zhao sent Yang Jintian off, she went home to read a book. She and Chen Mingsheng made an appointment at seven o'clock in the evening, and she would buy some food and bring them there.
She answered a call at noon, it was from Xue Miao.
"Xiao Zhao."
"What's the matter?" Yang Zhao said, and before Xue Miao said the next sentence, she added, "I'm on vacation now."
"..." Xue Miao was obviously choked, and said again: "Xiao Zhao, help the world."
Yang Zhao snorted and said, "Your Chinese is getting smoother and smoother."
"Oh, this is my root, Xiao Zhao, China has many things that attract me."
Yang Zhao came to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of mineral water from it.
"You mean your antiques?"
"Not quite." Xue Miao's tone was very relaxed, and Yang Zhao could even imagine his wonderful expression.
"There are others..." he said.
Yang Zhao drank his saliva and said, "Tell me something quickly."
Xue Miao sighed and said, "Xiao Zhao, you are too cold."
"Let me remind you again." Yang Zhao put the mineral water on the table, sat down on the sofa, and said, "I haven't even passed a quarter of my vacation now, and I won't take any jobs."
Xue Miao was quiet for a while and said, "Why do you think I must be looking for you to talk about work?"
Yang Zhao said, "Otherwise."
When Xue Miao spoke again, her tone softened a bit.
"Xiao Zhao, I just want to treat you to a meal."
Yang Zhao raised his eyebrows, "Eat?"
"I'm going back to China the day after tomorrow." Xue Miao said.
Yang Zhao said, "Why do you always come here recently?"
Xue Miao smiled and said, "Of course there is something to do."
Yang Zhao said, "It's fine if you only have meals, and you can contact me when you arrive."
"Okay." Xue Miao whispered, "I will find you the day after tomorrow."
Putting down the phone, Yang Zhao lay on the sofa with his head up. She sat for a while and went back to the study. After rushing for many days in a row, she has basically understood Yang Jintian's courses, and the work after that will be easier.
When she was grading the test papers last night, Yang Jintian sneaked out of the bedroom once.
He said secretly because Yang Zhao felt that he didn't want her to know.
But the night was too quiet, and Yang Zhao was a very sensitive person. So when the doorknob of the study was slowly pressed halfway, she said, "Xiaotian, come in."
The doorknob clicked, and then the door was slowly pushed open, and Yang Jintian came in from outside in his pajamas.
"Sister...you haven't slept yet."
Yang Zhao's desk was facing the door, she sat on the seat and looked at Yang Jintian, and said, "What's wrong, are you hungry?"
Yang Jintian shook his head, "No."
Seeing that Yang Zhao was still holding a pen in his hand, he walked over to have a look, and then said in surprise, "Sister, this is a new test paper."
Yang Zhao didn't lower his head, "Well, I bought it, let's familiarize myself with the topic."
Yang Jintian looked at her and said with a smile, "Are you sure about the answer? How many points?"
Yang Zhao was taken aback, not by what he said, but by his smile. It seemed that in her impression, Yang Jintian always kept his head down when facing him, as if he was always admitting his mistakes.
Yang Zhao felt that his smile was very sunny, and she liked it very much.
"What's the matter, did you do a lot of questions wrong?" Yang Jintian joked seeing that Yang Zhao was silent.
Yang Zhao's eyes were still looking at him, and he pushed and spread the test paper in his hand.
Then Yang Jintian saw red ticks all over the paper.
He boldly stretched out his hand, took the test paper, and started to read from the first page.
Yang Zhao has already written more than half of the book, with very few mistakes. There will be some conceptual errors in the first few pages, and there will be paragraphs and paragraphs of correction notes next to each fork. In the end, Yang Zhao seems to have figured out the idea of the conclusion of the question, and he didn't even bother to write the process. It is straightforward and clear Write formulas and answers clearly.
The test paper was so clean that it looked like the answers were copied directly.
Yang Jintian stared at Yang Zhao with wide eyes, "Sister, you did all this?"
Yang Zhao hummed lightly.
Yang Jintian took a deep breath and said, "Sister, you are a top student! How much did you score in the college entrance examination?"
Yang Zhao said: "My college entrance examination that year was different from what it is now. My grades ranked ninth in the city."
Yang Jintian: "..."
Yang Zhao said to Yang Jintian: "It's so late, what are you doing out here?"
Yang Jintian made a grimace, "Go to the toilet."
Yang Zhao said, "Go back to sleep."
"Understood." Yang Jintian put down the test paper and went back to the room to rest.
Recalling the situation last night, Yang Zhao felt very strange. She faintly felt that her younger brother seemed to be a little different from before.
She glanced at her watch, it was already afternoon. She called and ordered a takeaway, and was ready to pick up Yang Jintian from school after dinner.
When he saw Yang Jintian at the school gate, Yang Zhao felt that his face was a bit ugly.
After getting in the car, she asked, "what's the matter today?"
Yang Jintian didn't speak.
Yang Zhao didn't drive, turned around and looked at Yang Jintian, "Xiaotian?"
"I'm fine." Yang Jintian whispered.
Seeing that he couldn't ask anything, Yang Zhao turned back and drove home.
Yang Jintian was on the back seat of the car, frowning all the time.
When school was just over, the classmates in his class walked with him, and while chatting, they inadvertently asked who the woman who came to school yesterday was. Yang Jintian said it was his sister, and they asked who the man was.
Yang Jintian didn't answer, they said: "Accompanies your sister to school, is she her boyfriend?"
"No, I don't know." Yang Jintian didn't want to mention Chen Mingsheng, so he said perfunctorily.
His classmate asked him, "Is your sister in poor health?"
"What?"
His classmate whispered: "Is your sister also disabled?"
Yang Jintian finally heard it clearly, and he cursed: "You are the fucking disabled!"
After seeing Yang Zhao, Yang Jintian kept holding back his anger. When he got home, Yang Zhao had already ordered takeaway in advance. While he was eating at the table, he saw Yang Zhao enter the bedroom.
After a while, she changed her clothes and came out again, Yang Jintian could see that there was light makeup on her face.
The wall lamp in the living room is warm orange, Yang Zhao is wearing shoes at the door, her hair is simply coiled up, and a watery emerald button is dotted between the black hair, reflecting the soft wall light, showing a sense of tranquility And indifferent tenderness.
Yang Jintian said, "Sister, where are you going?"
Yang Zhao said: "I have something to do today, so I won't be back tonight. Tomorrow is Sunday, you rest, and I will organize all the questions you have to do, and put them on the table in your bedroom. I will be back before noon tomorrow."
Holding the chopsticks, Yang Jintian said, "Sister, are you going to find that driver?"
Yang Zhao's hand that was opening the door paused, and then said, "His name is Chen Mingsheng."
Yang Jintian said, "Why are you looking for him?"
Yang Zhao said: "This has nothing to do with you, eat well, I'm leaving."
Yang Zhao pushed open the door, Yang Jintian remembered what his classmate said at night, stood up from his seat, and shouted: "Sister!"
Yang Zhao turned his head, Yang Jintian looked at her squarely, and said: "Next month's mock exam, if my grade can improve by more than 50 places, you can break off from that driver, okay?"
Yang Zhao looked at the excited Yang Jintian, and suddenly felt like laughing.
And she actually laughed.
"Xiao Tian."
"I'm not kidding you!" Yang Jintian said loudly.
Looking at his childish face, Yang Zhao smiled lightly and said, "You pass the test first, and then we have the prerequisites for negotiating conditions."
Yang Jintian nodded, "Okay, I'll pass the test!"
Yang Zhao watched as Yang Jintian swallowed two mouthfuls of food, then rushed into the room, and the door was closed with a slam.
Her smile gradually faded.
While Yang Zhao was going downstairs, she smoked a cigarette. After getting in the car, she checked the time, and it was already a little later than she planned. She called Chen Mingsheng—
"Hello."
"Chen Mingsheng, I might be late." Yang Zhao heard the sound of mahjong colliding on the phone, and Chen Mingsheng said, "What's wrong?"
Yang Zhao said, "It's nothing, my brother has something to do and was delayed for a while."
Chen Mingsheng said, "I'll pick you up."
"No need." Yang Zhao said.
Putting down her phone, she drove to Chen Mingsheng's house.
Along the way, her mind was a little blank, as if she had thought about many things, but she didn't seem to think about anything.
When we arrived at Chen Mingsheng's house, it was already past seven in the evening. Yang Zhao parked the car downstairs and went upstairs with his bag.
Standing at the door of Chen Mingsheng's house, Yang Zhao could clearly hear the sound of mahjong in the house. Because the area of Chen Mingsheng's house is small, the place where the mahjong table can be set up may be the small hall just opened.
Yang Zhao knocked on the door, and soon a voice came from inside.
"Who-?"
Yang Zhao recognized that it wasn't Chen Mingsheng's voice, the door was opened, Yang Zhao looked over, the person who opened the door was sitting on the side of the mahjong table next to the door, he didn't even stand up, he reached the doorknob with his backhand, and opened the door .
When Yang Zhao saw him, he hung half of his body in the air, raised his neck, and stared straight at Yang Zhao with big eyes.
After staring at each other for less than a second, the person who opened the door turned around and stood up from his seat.
"This is—" He took the cigarette out of his mouth, looked at Yang Zhao, and said, "Sister-in-law, right?"
This man was neither tall nor short, with a well-proportioned build. He was wearing a casual half-sleeve shirt and a pair of loose jeans underneath, with a smile on his face.
Yang Zhao looked at him expressionlessly, "Is Chen Mingsheng at home?"
"Yes! Definitely!" He turned and shouted into the room: "Brother Sheng-sister-in-law is here!"
He turned sideways, and Yang Zhaocai saw the hall, just like what she had imagined, the mahjong table was in the center of the hall, and the sides were so crowded that there was no place to stand.
There were three other people at the table, two men and one woman, all looking at her.
One of the two men was younger. Yang Zhao looked at him and felt a little familiar. It wasn't until he frowned slightly that Yang Zhao remembered that this man was a policeman from the Lingkong Police Station, and his name seemed to be Xiao Song. There is another who looks a little bit older, and a girl who looks like she is just in her early twenties is the youngest.
Chen Mingsheng came out quickly, and Yang Zhao saw that he came out of the kitchen, because he was leaning on a cane and holding a rice spatula in the other hand.
Yang Zhao said, "Chen Mingsheng, I'm late."