Peng Xing looked excited, pushed open the cabinet and rolled out wrapped in clothes, wrapped in clothes like a hamster ball to unlock the door, seeing that it was Teacher Ji, tears filled his eyes immediately.
"You're here too!"
"Hush, whisper." Ji Linqiu pushed open the crack of the door and quickly led him out, leading the child through the dining room and leaving through the back door of the kitchen.
Leaving a child alone at home is always a ticking time bomb, now is the safest time to move them away from the danger zone.
Fortunately, the house is big enough, and there is no sound of footsteps in the yard.
Jiang Wang put his tone in the most calm state, luring the middle-aged man to leave here.
"Did you really see her?" The lunatic asked suspiciously, "What does she look like?"
Jiang Wang said without changing his face: "The eyes are bright, the skin is smooth, and it looks good when you smile, right?"
"She also brought a gift, and she carried it for a long time, saying she has been waiting for you," he hid the baseball bat behind him, keeping an eye on the man's movements, and guarded against the man's sudden violent attack: "Come on, come with me, this side."
Peng Xingwang walked through the back door holding Ji Linqiu's hand tightly, and suddenly felt that his body was being held by something for a moment.
He turned around suddenly, and found that his clothes were hooked by the edge of the iron door, and pulled them off forcefully in desperation.
The iron door suddenly rebounded under the inertia, and slammed on the door frame, making a loud metal sound.
"Snapped!"
This sound was so penetrating in the silent night that the lunatic suddenly changed his color and looked towards the back door: "What sound?!"
He raised the watermelon knife, vigilant and anxious: "Do you have accomplices?! Are you going to abduct my daughter?"
"You can't take her to play by the river. She is already in the third grade of junior high school and is about to take the senior high school entrance examination. She writes her homework very late every day. That's impossible."
Just as Jiang Wang was about to speak, the lunatic turned around and walked over there: "No, I must go and have a look, you are all lying to me."
In the distance, Ji Linqiu picked up Peng Xingwang and ran away, running in a safe direction as fast as possible, followed by a shout from the opposite side: "Stop!!"
Peng Jiahui was smoking while watching TV without saying a word.
He didn't speak after returning home, and his mind was very heavy.
During the period, there was a phone call, and it didn't matter if it was a business or private matter, so I just hung up and refused to answer it, thinking about it.
Guan Hong came out of the shower and saw that the ashtray was half full, so she laughed: "Why, are you still angry with me?"
Peng Jiahui pursed his lower lip and finally made up his mind.
"Honghong, I can pamper you about other things, but we can't say nothing about Xingwang."
Guan Hong's face changed, and her voice became sharper: "What do you mean?"
"No matter what my ex-wife or my brother say, I have the obligation to bring Xing Xing home to raise him at any time, and there should be a place for him in the family." Peng Jiahui put out his cigarette, looked up at Guan Hong, and said earnestly: "Red Hong, we have only known each other for a few months, but really, Xingwang is a good boy, he will definitely not annoy you."
"We don't need to discuss marriage in such a hurry, but even if it's a weekend, he should be able to stay at his father's house all day instead of being sent away by us after a meal."
Guan Hong's face was ugly.
"You really know how to tell the truth." She crossed her hips and raised her eyebrows upside down: "I will wash your clothes and cook for you to accompany you to work overtime, but you will throw away another son in your life to repay me?"
"I'm really at a loss for words today."
"Peng Jiahui, I will never help you raise your child in the future, and I absolutely don't want to see your child. What do you want to do, break up? You forgot how you chased me so shamelessly back then, and now you speak hard?"
Untimely, the phone rang again.
After ringing the second time and the third time, Peng Jiahui turned off the phone directly, and said irritably: "Is it okay if I earn money to buy a big house in the future? He is my own son, if I don't want him, I will become a beast?!"
Before the words were finished, an old lady knocked on the door anxiously: "Peng Jiahui!! Are you there!! Your son met a lunatic!!!"
Peng Jiahui was slapped in the face, and immediately rushed to open the door: "What did you say?!"
"Go to Boss Jiang's neighborhood quickly. The lunatic I told you about when I was playing mahjong two days ago unexpectedly ran to them with a knife in his hand. Many policemen are there. I heard that Boss Jiang actually I rushed in to save people, you go and have a look!!"
Peng Jiahui rushed out without any shoes on.
At the same time, the maniac's roar echoed from the back and forth of the villa.
"Daughter!! Fenfen!! Dad is here, don't go with that person!!!"
Peng Xingwang held back and didn't shout back.
Uncle, look clearly! ! I have a small dick I'm a boy! ! !
Ji Linqiu realized that the man was about to rush over. He brought a child with him at a speed that was definitely not as fast as that lunatic, so he stopped suddenly and put Peng Xingwang down.
"Get behind me."
Peng Xingwang almost took off his pants on the spot, and hid behind Ji Linqiu for fear that he would get hurt.
The distance between the three of them was no more than twenty meters, and the knife under the street lamp was still stained with blood-like watermelon juice.
The lunatic took away the knife from the fruit stand just to find someone to ask for a daughter. At this moment, he couldn't see the child behind Ji Linqiu clearly, so he raised the knife with both hands anxiously: "You—"
Ji Linqiu suddenly took something out of his pocket and threw it out with an agility that didn't match that of his English teacher.
It hit that person in the eye!
The long knife fell to the ground with a thud, and the lunatic screamed. Immediately afterwards, the second tennis ball was hit, and the explosive force was accelerated to pour even more weight, hitting his waist and abdomen directly!
"Xing Wang, run!!"
The lunatic staggered to the ground, put one hand on the ground and reached for the machete with the other, just turned over and saw Jiang Wang holding a baseball bat.
"You!! You—"
He slashed in the air indiscriminately in an attempt to kill them both, but was knocked off his wrist with a stick. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a man like Yama slamming down, and completely lost consciousness.
When the police approached step by step with explosion-proof shields in hand, the middle-aged man had already been tied tightly by skipping ropes, and he was not fully awake yet.
Jiang Wang's slap in the face just now was conservatively estimated to be a mild concussion.
"You'd better search the 100 meters nearby to make sure he has no other accomplices." Jiang Wang rarely looked so sharp: "Did you find out how he got in?"
The security guard who was asked was startled, and his conditioned reflex was like seeing the superior report: "I entered from the entrance of the underground garage. The security guard over there was playing with his mobile phone and didn't see it!"
The police immediately came to evacuate the scene to take care of the aftermath, and subdued the lunatic and sent him to the police car.
It just so happened that old man Xing was escorted home by two other policemen.
The lunatic who just woke up saw the old man, calmed down and began to struggle excitedly: "It's you! It's you who told me to go over there to find the child, you lied to me, you bastard!!"
Jiang Wang gave the old man a cold look.
The latter shivered, waved his hands again and again but couldn't speak, turned his head away
run home.
Ji Linqiu happened to see Peng Jiahui coming to pick him up in a company car, so he first handed over Xingwang and told him to sleep with the child tonight and coax him more, and then he came back to La Jiangwang to go to the hospital.
"You're bleeding, go away."
"It's okay." Jiang Wang glanced at it, and didn't even feel anything: "It's just a cut on the thigh, just three stitches."
Ji Linqiu stretched out his hand to smack his head: "What are you talking about!"
As soon as this happened, the whole city went into an uproar.
The real estate company involved was directly dismissed, and Jiang Wang was compensated for a full set of physical examinations plus two days of hospitalization, and the specific mental damage expenses and lost work expenses still need to wait for further judgment by the court.
The neighborhood committee of the community sent a pennant to their home, and a group of grandparents ran to the gate of their yard to take a photo.
Jiang Wang originally only planned to go home after debridement and stitches, but unexpectedly, he was pushed into the inpatient department for a full set of VIP examinations, and even minor kidney stones were recorded in the register.
Ji Linqiu naturally accompanied the bed beside him, and said with a smile: "See if you have kidney stones, drink more water and exercise more!"
"This has nothing to do with what happened last night, okay?"
Jiang Wang didn't feel pain in his leg after receiving three stitches, but it hurt when he saw a group of reporters outside the ward holding up their cameras and poking their heads: "If you don't do interviews, all of them will be thrown out, lest someone scold me for hype."
Peng Xingwang slept with his father for one night, and the next day he was alive and kicking without any psychological shadows. He was almost chased and blocked by a group of reporters when he went out.
The child had never seen such a battle before, so he turned around and ran home, begging his father to dress him up as a little girl, changed his exit and quietly went downstairs, and then came to visit under the cover of a doctor.
Jiang Wang was startled when he first saw the little girl with braids: "Who is this?"
Peng Xingwang raised his big cheeks with too much blush: "Brother! I came to see you, are your legs better?!"
"My classmates all called and said that you have learned Shaolin stick technique in Mount Tai. Is it true?!"
Taishan has a fart Shaolin.
Jiang Wang was able to move freely in the first place, so he leaned over and tore off his little braid, thinking to himself what a strange aesthetic this was when I was a child: "Who drew you like this?!"
"My dad, and Aunt Guan!"
... That's really not very good workmanship.
The man yawned, and while wiping the spoiled version of himself with a wet tissue, he muttered, "I really thought that little girl came to see me."
Ji Linqiu hesitated for a few seconds, then said in a low voice: "His daughter, I mentioned it to you."
"Mentioned? When?"
"Do you remember that the parent meeting was held very late last semester?"
Jiang Wang was stunned for a moment, and followed his words to think forward: "It seems that there is such a thing, there should be a parent-teacher meeting in the middle of the semester, and later—you said that a child drowned? Is it the child of the lunatic?"
Ji Linqiu nodded lightly, and said in a low voice: "It's a student from the junior high school next door. She grew up in a single-parent family. When she drowned last year, our school was busy consolidating safety education. I didn't expect her father to..."
Will have a complete breakdown of sanity.
Jiang Wang was stunned for a long time, then suddenly patted Peng Xingwang on the head.
"I'll sign you up for swimming lessons."
A question mark floated above Peng Xingwang's head: "How do you know I can't swim?"
"I also know that when you get out of the water, you kick like crazy, and you can choke on a meter-two of water." Jiang Wang said expressionlessly, "I'm going to learn tomorrow, and if I learn, I won't be allowed to go home."
"elder brother!!!"