love like wind

One afternoon when the dusk was exhausted, class teacher Qin Xiaowen left Xu Li alone.

Xu Li sat quietly in the second row of the third group, folded his hands on the table, and maintained a posture of listening attentively.

The classroom is empty, the setting sun shines, the five-star red flag above the blackboard glows soft orange, and the sycamore tree outside the window rustles.Through the glass window, from Xu Li's angle, he could see the class sign at the entrance, with 'Junior First Class (3)' printed on it. Looking down, he saw Teacher Qin quietly wiping the corners of his eyes.

Ms. Qin graduated with a master’s degree last year and has been the head teacher for less than a year. Standing beside her are two policemen in uniform. One is making a statement with a blank face, while the other is recording something with his head down.Xu Li suddenly had a bad feeling. He wondered if his teacher found out that he had secretly bought a lottery ticket last Friday, or he was involved in some financial fraud.

It's often said on TV.

Although Teacher Qin is a smiley person, her eyes look like peaches.Xu Li lay on his arms, tilted his head, and found that there was another person in front of Teacher Qin's left, but his face was blocked by the small red flag pasted on the glass window. Xu Li felt very familiar with this person.

After more than ten minutes, Teacher Qin nodded to the police and turned into the classroom. She bent down and looked at Xu Li with a gentle voice: "Xu Li, your father's old friend Uncle Yang is here to pick you up today." Biting his lower lip, he tried his best to control his emotions.

No wonder he looked familiar. It turned out to be Uncle Yang. When he was a child, he often went fishing with his father. Uncle Yang liked to wear sunglasses while fishing, and sat motionless in the canvas chair.

Xu Li sat still, "My grandma is waiting for me to come home for dinner."

Teacher Qin's eyes were flooding, and she stretched out her hand to straighten the collar of Xu Li's school uniform, and tried to smile: "Uncle Yang came at four o'clock in the afternoon, and waited until we finished class, be obedient."

"Did something happen?" Xu Li's voice was very soft. He was in the period of changing his voice, and his voice was between a teenager and a child.

Teacher Qin squatted beside Xu Li, she raised her head, as if she was thinking about something, it was more difficult than trying to make the students understand the past in class, "something happened to your family, you may have to live at Uncle Yang's house for a while time."

Xu Li took a breath, "Where's my grandma?"

Teacher Qin said patiently: "Grandma, she..." How should I say the second half of the sentence?

"Teacher Qin, just tell me, I'm not afraid." Xu Li looked at her with a fair face, but pessimism that didn't match his age.

"Grandma forgot to turn off the gas stove and didn't wake up after a nap." Qin Xiaowen tried not to speak so tragicly, she stood up and sat on the seat in front of Xu Li, "But don't worry, Uncle Yang will help with the family affairs , before you can contact your aunt, you need to cooperate with Uncle Yang."

Xu Li understood it, he felt it was too sudden, so sudden that he didn't even have tears.He had eaten purple rice cakes with grandma at noon today, why didn't he wake up all of a sudden?The last time I experienced this kind of thing was two years ago when my father took the blueprints and went to the site for investigation and was hit by a falling object.

His face was pale, and he stood up, and the chair made a "chi--" sound on the ground. He took out the schoolbag from the drawer, carried it slowly, and asked in a daze: "Teacher, can I go now?" ?” The feeling of being left behind after school is like a criminal waiting to be shot in a movie.

Qin Xiaowen nodded. She was relieved that the child was not as broken as she imagined.

Her eyes kept following Xu Li, and when he walked to the door, she was a little worried, and couldn't help calling him: "Xu Li, Uncle Yang is kind, don't lose your temper with him, you understand?"

Xu Li turned his head, his eyes were black and bright, and he nodded silently.

Soon, the thin figure disappeared from sight.

After leaving the classroom, Xu Li felt that the air was more comfortable. Uncle Yang stood in front of him, tall and tall, looking at him gently, "Let's go."

Xu Li lowered his head, followed behind Yang Zhenhua without asking any questions.

The setting sun stretched Uncle Yang's shadow for a long time, and Xu Li hid behind his shadow step by step, as if it was safer this way.

He was clearly driving, but Uncle Yang seemed to be fishing and didn't say a word.

There were only the two of them in the car. When waiting for the traffic light, Yang Zhenhua turned around and was as friendly as before, "Did the teacher tell you everything?"

Xu Li sat up straight, hugged his schoolbag tightly, and nodded.

Yang Zhenhua's smile looked a bit heavy, "Go home with uncle later, have you met Jiayou? You played together when you were young."

Xu Li didn't remember what Yang Jiayou looked like. He used to hear his father mention that Yang Jiayou was naughty, which often gave Uncle Yang and the others a headache.After his father's accident, he lived with his grandma, and heard less about Yang Jiayou.

"When Uncle Yang's house is my own, do you understand?" Yang Zhenhua's tone was sincere and his eyes were very sincere.

The tip of Xu Li's nose was sore, and he let out a muffled 'hmm'.

The car restarted and stopped at the entrance of an independent villa about half an hour later.

Xu Li remembered that his father and Uncle Yang used to be comrades-in-arms. In order to take care of grandma, his father changed his job from the army and used the surveying and mapping knowledge he had learned in private enterprises. He was regarded as an engineer.And Uncle Yang is said to have changed to a business, and has developed quite well in recent years.

Before entering the door, Yang Zhenhua bent down and said softly: "No matter what you hear later, you must believe that Uncle Yang can solve it."

Xu Li looked at him sideways, and felt that his eyes really looked like his father's, and he wanted to cry.

Yang Zhenhua rubbed Xu Li's hair, "Don't be afraid, uncle is here."

"Yeah." Xu Li sniffed, holding back tears.

Pushing open the dark brown door, you can see the bright chandelier. The living room is very open, the sofa is on the left, and there are many snacks on the coffee table.On the right hand side is a winding solid wood staircase, and the whole house looks spacious and warm.

Suddenly Xu Li was no longer afraid.

Yang Zhenhua patted him on the shoulder and pointed to the third room on the second floor, "You go to Jiayou's room to play for a while, and I'll call you down when you're eating."

Standing at the entrance, Xu Li saw that the wooden floor was spotless, and the insteps were arched unconsciously. He wanted to change his shoes so as not to spoil the room, but they didn't seem to fit his feet well.

Yang Zhenhua took out a pair of smaller shoes from the shoe cabinet, with Mickey Mouse printed on the cotton slippers, "Put on Jiayou's first."

Xu Li shook his head, pointed to the second floor of the shoe cabinet, "Is no one wearing this pair?"

Yang Zhenhua gave a 'hmm', not thinking about these details, and explored in the direction of the kitchen.

Xu Li put on the adult slippers, put his own shoes neatly on the shoe rack, and obediently went up to the second floor.

Due to being temporarily detained in school, it was already dark at this time, so he entered Yang Jiayou's room without turning on the light, and the room was dark.Xu Li put his schoolbag at the base of the wall, opened the door a gap, and faintly heard the crisp sound of kitchen utensils clashing from downstairs.

He was squatting on the ground, and just about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly heard a strange female voice: "Yang Zhenhua, don't you think the house is not messy enough? Why did you bring him back? How long did Xu Mingda have an accident? problem occurs."

Yang Zhenhua explained in a low voice: "No one wants this kind of accident to happen. Mingda left suddenly. The elderly have always had Alzheimer's disease, and they were careless in life. That's why this happened. Mingda and I are dead together. Friendship, now that the Xu family doesn't have anyone who can hold up the scene, I can't just leave Mingda's child alone."

The rumbling sound of the range hood stopped, and the woman continued, "Okay, Yang Zhenhua, you have a bodhisattva heart, and I'm a wicked person. Since you brought that child back today, you didn't intend to discuss it with me. I don't believe it yet. There are no seven aunts or eight aunts in his family, which makes you overwhelmed with sympathy? Don't forget, what is the real situation in our family. "

"Xu Ying——" Yang Zhenhua gradually lowered his voice, and Xu Li couldn't hear the words clearly.

However, a woman named Xu Ying revealed a lot of details, "What an accident? Did it hurt the neighbor? Don't get involved in a lawsuit."

Yang Zhenhua sighed, and the volume returned to normal, "You are also a mother, why do you talk like that?"

Next, Xu Li heard Uncle Yang's words clearly, "The neighbor lives on the same floor as them, and they smoke in the corridor. The gas reaches a certain concentration, and it will explode when encountering an open flame. The neighbor's life is not in danger, and he suffered some flesh and blood injuries. Losing money. How old is Xu Licai, I remember he is a few months younger than Jiayou, what can a 13-year-old child do? Before contacting his relatives, these things have to be resolved by the elders for him."

Xu Ying stopped talking, and after a while, her tone softened, "All right, let the child prepare to go downstairs for dinner."

Xu Li's heart skipped a beat when he heard it. It turned out that the matter was far more serious than what Mr. Qin said, but no matter how much he knew, it would not help. That's why Mr. Qin would think twice before speaking.

He squatted on the ground, fished his schoolbag into his arms, and caught the footsteps with his ears, but he didn't hear any sound for a long time.

Not long after, a clear voice came from the gate, "Dad, Mom—"

It's a boy, it should be Yang Jiayou.

Xu Li turned his head subconsciously, wondering if it was not good for him to stay in Yang Jiayou's room, but before he could think about it, he heard Yang Jiayou continue to say: "Whose shoes are these?" His tone was full of guard.

Yang Zhenhua walked towards his son and took the football from Yang Jiayou's arms, "Do you want to play today?"

No matter how many times he said it, Dad never remembered those details. Yang Jiayou said angrily: "Today's competition is on the 9th and 19th, and it just so happens that I have time to practice on Friday." The sound is getting closer and closer to Xu Li.

Xu Li was very nervous, and stood up quickly, thinking that he should turn on the light, so as not to be mistaken for a thief.

Yang Zhenhua's steady footsteps followed closely behind, "Jiayou, Uncle Xu's son is here today. His name is Xu Li. You met him when you were young."

Yang Jiayou's footsteps stopped, "Who? I don't know him." After speaking, he had already walked to his room.

Xu Li stood a little farther away, and was about to reach out to touch the switch of the door, when the bright light outside the door suddenly came in, blinding him so much that he couldn't open his eyes, he blocked the light with the back of his hand, within a few seconds, Xu Li got used to the light.

Yang Jiayou stared blankly at the strange boy in front of him, and in the next second, his face turned cloudy, "Who told you to stay in my room?"

Yang Jiayou has long since forgotten the memories of being together when he was young. If life could be fast forwarded, he never dreamed that he would be entangled with Xu Li for the rest of his life, or that he should have been more friendly to Xu Li when they met formally for the first time.

In this way, recalling all kinds of things yesterday, you will not regret the past.