Hedgehog and Tiger

During the three-day holiday of Ching Ming Festival, Yang Tang turned off his mobile phone and wandered around his hometown.He just left here in junior high school, and many people still know him, and they all know that this person used to fight like he was desperate. Li Wenyu, the only rival to him, also left this small town, and no one dared to provoke him.

Yang Tang ate a bowl of beef noodles and walked around the street rubbing his stomach.He ate the food at the gate of the Second Foreign Language School for three years and still couldn't get tired of it. He ate it along a street, and when he returned to the hotel, he started to have diarrhea.

What a fucking idiot.

Book a ticket at the train station the next day and go home.

He didn't turn on his phone until he got in the car, and he was flooded with missed calls.

Yang Tang dialed the nearest one and said, "What's wrong? The phone bill is too high?"

The fat man shouted: "Something happened to He Xinchun!"

"..."

Yang Tang ran towards the old alley as soon as he got off the train, the courtyard door was closed tightly, he knocked on the door and no one answered, so he climbed in from the side wall.

The yard was in a mess, the honeysuckle was roughly torn off, and the dry branches and leaves were drooping on the ground.The honeysuckle flowers dried by He Xinchun were also scattered all over the ground.

Yang Tang took a few deep breaths, took out his phone and took pictures around.Finally went to the house.

The bed had been overturned. He Xinliang's bed was originally a bed board placed between two benches. Now the mattress fell to the ground, and there were gray and black footprints all over it.

Coming out of the room, Yang Tang leaned against the wall to calm down for a while, and then checked the missed calls.

He Xinchun called him two missed calls that day, but he didn't answer them.

"Where is the Chinese New Year?"

"I heard that he has a cousin in the local area. It must be there. Let me inquire about it for you."

Yang Tang hung up the phone and sat in front of the courtyard for a long time, until his legs felt numb before he took a taxi home.

"You still know that you have this family?? You haven't seen anyone for three days, do you know how worried your father is!! The teacher also said that you skipped classes and are not at school. Where did you go?"

Yang Tang sat at the dining table and let him scold him. After he finished speaking, he looked up at him and said, "I'll visit my mother's grave."

Yang Qiangfeng froze suddenly, raised and lowered his hand, and patted him on the shoulder jerky after a while, saying: "It should."

The atmosphere between the two suddenly became awkward. It didn't look like father and son, but like strangers.

Yang Tang finished his meal and said, "Dad, do you know someone like a lawyer?"

"What's the matter? Did you get into trouble?"

"No, I have a friend who was renting a house and was violently evicted. I wonder if there is some room for maneuver."

"So...you wait for me." After Yang Qiangfeng finished speaking, he started to walk upstairs. After making a few phone calls, he said, "I made an appointment with Uncle Nie for you. You can find time to meet him."

"Thank you."

The space in the kitchen is small, and you can't move around, especially if you are tall, you will feel aggrieved here.

"It's a loser, look at your eyes. Your mother took drugs when she gave birth to you, and you are lucky to survive!"

He Xinchun seemed to be used to it. He washed the dishes in the kitchen by himself. After cleaning, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower back. He hurriedly turned away. The hem of the T-shirt has been scalded, and the sharp pain just now is followed by a hot touch.

The cousin was holding a cigarette in her hand, but the cigarette butt had already been extinguished, and she said to him: "What are you hiding? Are you not dumb? Why don't you answer me?"

"Brother...Brother..."

He Xinliang hid at the door and looked at him pitifully.

The boy lived with He Xinchun as long as he could remember, except for Yang Tang, he didn't have much contact with adults.He Xinchun's eyes became hot, he pushed his cousin and aunt away, picked up He Xinliang and walked out.

His luggage was all in there, but...but...

Mixed with his cousin's aunt's cursing, He Xinchun ran out from home holding He Xinliang, and only felt regret when he went downstairs.

I should have just endured it.

He can eat and sleep in the open by himself, but what about Xinliang.

"New Year."

He Xinchun was startled, and stepped back a few steps while hugging He Xinliang.A rather tall person came over, he couldn't see clearly and didn't dare to speak rashly, it wasn't until he hugged himself tightly that He Xinchun heaved a sigh of relief.

"Brother Tang..."