Dressed as a gangster and his nanny[Transmigration Book]

Originally, Little Six could not be allocated a single room, nor could he afford it.

During the first two days when he was sent here, he was still crowded with others.Not long after, the dean came to see him in person, and changed the only remaining senior single room in the hospital.

At first he thought it was a good thing, but on the night he moved in, people from the TV station came to interview, the dean and reporters crowded the room, and the sound of the camera clicked, and he was forced to answer many questions. No problem, only then did I know that the ulterior motives were not drinking.

This experience can be regarded as a novelty. When Xiao Liuzi talked about it, it felt like he was in a dream. Qiulu saw that his face was healed and the scars forgot the pain, and said angrily: "Then you want to do it again?"

"I don't want to, I don't want to." Xiao Liuzi shivered and recalled with lingering fear, "I wanted to go in and rescue a few things, but the fire was too big, I didn't catch anything, and my legs were burned like this... Do it again, I definitely don’t want anything, just pull up the mill and run outside.”

Qiulu looked around and said, "Where's Xiaomo?"

"He delivered food to Uncle Liang."

Uncle Liang lived in a general ward in the inpatient area next door. Probably because he was so stimulated that he couldn't open his mouth for the first two days, so he lost the "honor" of changing wards.It took two days to get better, he could open his mouth, and he could also eat liquid food. Xiao Mo made it once a day and sent it to him in an insulated bucket.

The old man still couldn't accept the fact that the gymnasium was on fire and Yuan Shuo's whereabouts were unknown. He sighed three times a day, and the contents of the sighs were not the same. The main concern today was the compensation issue that Peng Ze mentioned.

The neighbors are all old neighbors for decades, and they suffered some losses in this accident, but compared to the disappearance of the Yuan Clan Gymnasium, it is still much better. At first hearing that compensation is required, it seems absurd , Sister Liu from the snack bar was sharp-tongued, and directly confronted the person in charge who came to the door and said, "there are several underage children who have no place to go. If you don't solve it, you won't do business all day long, and it will be very difficult to sow discord!"

The person in charge was sweating profusely, and only said that he was just passing on the message to others, and it was not what they wanted to do. Normally, this kind of thing would be busy with rebuilding the ruins and relocating people. How could it be possible? Still have the energy to do this?In the end, it's just that someone behind doesn't want them to have a better life.

Whether it is money owed to the neighbors or someone else, it is always necessary to find an excuse to put a heavy burden on them. What can a child do?It's not that if you force it, you can obediently obey it.Fang Zhenglin probably thought so.

Qiulu choked up when he heard what Little Six had said, and there was an unspeakable silence in the ward.

Fang Huo stood up from behind and said, "I'll go out and stand for a while."

After speaking, he went out.

Little Six watched him go out with his eyes, Qiu Lu turned his head, but his eyes only caught a corner of his clothes.

"What's wrong with Xiao Huo?" Little Six asked cautiously, "It doesn't seem very happy, is it because..."

Although Xiaoliuzi was dumbfounded, he also felt something strange in Ao Zhiming's retelling of the day's events—the relationship between Fang Huo and his relatives didn't seem to be very good, and what kind of relatives can meet without saying a word Just fight?

But what exactly is wrong, Little Six and the others don't know, and they can't turn their minds around. Even if they explain it carefully to him, they will probably look confused.

Qiu Lu absent-mindedly said a few words to Little Six, then got up and went out, saying that he would come to see him next time and asked him to take good care of him.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Fang Huo standing at the end of the corridor, looking at the scenery outside from the small window, his back looked a little lonely.

Qiu Lu was so soft-hearted, she walked over very lightly and slowly, just about to raise her hand to poke him, Fang Huo turned around quickly, hugging him tightly, as if eyes had grown on his back waist, buried his head in his chest.

But he was one size bigger than Qiu Lu, so even with this movement, it looked like he was holding Qiu Lu in his arms.

There was no movement for a while, Qiulu almost thought he was asleep.

He reached out and touched Fang Huo's hair, it was a little longer, it was not as prickly as before, and it hung limply on his forehead, just like his person at this time.

Neither of them spoke, and after a while, Qiu Lu said jokingly: "I'm not getting up yet, you are so heavy, do you know that?"

Fang Huo didn't let go, his arms tightened and he hugged a little harder.

Qiulu said again: "Take it easy, my body still hurts."

Fang Huo immediately relaxed a little bit, but he was still unwilling to get up from him. After a while, he raised his head, looked at him with watery eyes, moved his lips, and said, "Brother Lu, the things you gave me are all Can't find it."

Qiulu reacted for a while before realizing what he was talking about. It probably referred to the little things he gave Fang Huo for his birthday or during the Spring Festival over the years. Fang Huo cherished every one of them. Qiu Lu even laughed at him for being "like a primary school girl".

Those messy things should now be turned into a handful of ashes.

He was stunned for a while, raised his hand and patted Fang Huo's shoulder, and comforted: "It's okay, and it's not worth the money." He looked at Fang Huo's face again, and said cautiously: "I will buy it for you again later."

Only then did Fang Huo's eyebrows relax.

They didn't go back to the hotel, but went to a rented house. Fang Huo led the way. The place was very remote. It was a small attic on the second floor. The owner was a widow woman with very kind eyes. The two greeted them, and after a while, a pot of warm tea was brought up.

The two had already discussed the matter of finding a house, because they had no money, it was impossible to stay in a hotel all the time, and Fang Huo had to go to school, so they found a place to stay.

After turning on the wall lamp, both of them saw each other's faces under the dim light. They were like a pair of small animals that had finally hid in a cave in the heavy snow. Their eyes had similar emotions. Qiu Lu bumped into his eyes and smiled slightly. He froze, and quickly moved his eyes away.

The room was very clean, but it was not big after all. There was only a single bed in the center. Qiu Lu was a little embarrassed, pointing to the bed and asking, "Just one?"

Fang Huo nodded naturally: "Yes, I will live here for the time being, it's a bit small."

Qiu Lu rubbed his nose, feeling that he had no right to be picky in the current situation, besides, he had slept together countless times before, so what's the point of being pretentious now?

But the bed was really small. When Fang Huo naturally surrounded him while sleeping, Qiu Lu didn't scold him like before. Knowing that he wasn't asleep, he chatted with him: "Xiao Huo, what have you been doing these days?" Didn't you go to school?"

At the end of the summer vacation, he will be in the third year of high school, which is a crucial year. Although there are many troubles at the moment, he still has to go to school.

As for Qiulu, he has already started thinking about quitting Shifang's job and finding another job. Among other things, as an adult, he should be responsible for the financial resources of two people, and he has to find a way to subsidize it. other people.

Fang Huo was silent for a while, turned over, his eyes were like light sources in the darkness, and said: "It doesn't matter if I don't study, the third year of high school is reviewing, there is nothing new to learn."

"What do you mean?" Qiu Lu was stunned for a moment. Why did he sound like he was about to skip school, "Don't think about it, let me tell you, although... what, but you still have to go to school."

He paused, then remembered something, and his tone became a little excited: "Did that idiot in a suit tell you something again? They forced you? Let you drop out of school?!"

Fang Huo was silent for two seconds, stroked his back with his palm, and said soothingly: "No, don't worry, it's actually my own thought... I think I can make some money when I have time."

"What do you want to earn?"

Fang Huo said: "Brother Lu, don't go out for the time being, I'm afraid it won't be safe outside."

Qiulu was really stunned this time.

There are indeed some obvious signs of fighting on his body, which looks a bit miserable, but it is not like it has never happened before; Fang Huo's second uncle is a desperate person, and Qiu Lu knows it well.But he never felt that these had reached the point where he needed Qiulu to live in hiding.

Qiulu felt a little funny, and said, "You want to raise me like a woman? Oh, I'm an adult in my twenties squatting at home, asking you to drop out of school and go out to work to earn money to support me when you're underage? Do you think so? Not surprisingly?"

He moved closer to Fang Huo's head, and said with disdain: "You underestimate me, Xiao Huo, and I'm not afraid of them. If it wasn't for that grandson who attacked me last time, I would have knocked them down long ago." .”

"Brother Lu." Fang Huo called his name, looked straight into his eyes, and said in a very serious tone, "It's not a question of whether you are afraid or not, it's me."

It was probably the first time that Fang Huo expressed his fear so bluntly. Qiu Lu originally wanted to educate him by posing as an adult, but suddenly the back of his head went numb and he stopped talking.

Fang Huo got closer to him, his voice was not as sticky as when he was a child, and with a bit of certainty that belonged to Fang Huo when he grew up, he continued: "I want to tell the school that I will work part-time outside. Guaranteed not to leave him behind, the school should not say anything. Up to two months—"

He stopped talking and didn't continue, but looked at Qiulu with wide eyes.

Later, Qiulu guessed what he wanted to say at the time, and there were many kinds of strange guesses, such as taking care of his second uncle within two months at most, or becoming a big boss in two months before sailing across the ocean to see what he was doing. Yes, there is everything, a powerful and unconstrained style.

But at this moment, Qiulu didn't think too much, but felt the familiar bubbles start to pile up in his heart, which was different from before. They became more lush and endless, and they didn't look like bubbles at all. Now, it was more like something of weight, like a tree, which began to take root into the bottom of his heart.

He endured the growing pain, and a sentence rolled in his throat, "Don't worry about anything, let's go wherever we want", but in the end, Qiulu said calmly: "Don't worry, go to school You should think about it again."

He couldn't just pat his ass and walk away.

The gymnasium was burned down, Little Six and Uncle Liang were still in the hospital, Xiao Mo couldn't speak, he couldn't leave anywhere.

Fang Huo gave a muffled "hmm" and didn't speak.

A few days ago, when Qiulu tentatively asked him if he wanted to have a good talk with his second uncle, the last sentence he said was the same, "Okay, don't worry, think about it."

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