Master Zuojing is sticking to me again

"Did you find it? It's just that the switch was pulled..." Teacher Liu and Principal Wang who hurried over from the electric room were so shocked by this scene that they fell silent.

Fortunately, Mr. Liu acted vigorously, and quickly reacted. He stepped forward and pulled the tearful Lao Zhao off them: "Why are you here to join in the fun? Are the two children okay?"

"I'm fine." Wen Xiaoyu said.

He let go of Wen Muchen, turned to look at He Xiran, his face was dripping wet, and his eyes were swollen.Wen Xiaoyu wiped his face and said, "He seems to be..."

"I'm fine." He Xiran interrupted him hoarsely, rubbing the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, "I'm just scared."

Wen Xiaoyu looked at him, and he raised his eyes to take a look at Wen Xiaoyu, his drooping eyelashes were wet and stuck together in clusters, looking extremely wronged.

Regarding the guessed claustrophobia, Wen Xiaoyu didn't mention it again. Principal Wang greeted everyone: "It's good that you're fine. Let's all sit in the auditorium for a while and talk about what's going on."

He Xiran still clings to Wen Xiaoyu, holding his hand tightly.Wen Xiaoyu didn't quite get used to it, so he held his wrist with one hand and Wen Muchen's with the other, and followed everyone back to the auditorium.

Their schoolbags were found by Lao Zhao at the end of the corridor. Grandma Wen took Wen Muchen to the gate of his school and waited for a long time without him coming out. When she called, she found that his mobile phone was turned off. She was worried and called Lao Zhao Telephone.

When Lao Zhao called Teacher Liu, Teacher Liu had already gone home, thinking that the two of them were playing outside, but no one answered the call to He Xiran, so they went back to school together to find them.

Teacher Liu felt that something was wrong when she found out that the entire art building had a power outage. She and Principal Wang went directly to the logistics teacher on duty to check the switch. Old Zhao heard the ringing of He Xiran's cell phone in his schoolbag on the first floor, so he found them.

Although the process is more tortuous, but the result is no surprise.Wen Xiaoyu recounted their experience, only leaving out the abnormal part about He Xiran.

"Someone must have done this on purpose." Teacher Liu frowned and said, "Do you think it might be..."

Wen Xiaoyu looked at her, but she pursed her lips and did not continue.

Old Zhao howled: "No matter who it is! I must find him out! If you dare to lock up my cub, I will..."

"The school will definitely give you an explanation for this matter." Principal Wang immediately interrupted Lao Zhao, gave him a warning look, and then said to Grandma Wen, "Everyone go back to rest today, and the school will check the monitoring tomorrow and find out. Whoever did it, we will definitely punish such people severely.”

After all this tossing, the barbecue is not in the mood to eat again.Old Zhao came here by car, and he had to send them all home no matter what.

Grandma Wen sat in the co-driver, and the three of them sat in the back. Wen Xiaoyu asked Wen Muchen, "Brother, are you hungry?"

Wen Muchen's eye sockets and the tip of his nose were still a little red, he touched his stomach and said, "My stomach is already flattened by hunger."

Everyone in the car laughed. Old Zhao, who was crying in front of the students just now, was a little embarrassed, but this smile relieved him a lot. He brought them a few chocolates from the car for them to eat.

Wen Muchen ate very happily, Wen Xiaoyu took a piece and handed it to He Xiran who was the only one who didn't smile.He Xiran clutched the corner of his clothes and shook his head.

Wen Xiaoyu stared at him for a moment, then pulled away his hand to prevent him from grabbing the corner of her clothes.He Xiran immediately raised his eyes to stare at him, his red eyes were filled with tears, as if he could cry in the next second.

Wen Xiaoyu hooked the corner of his mouth, opened the chocolate and put it in his other hand, and then took the hand that was pulled away just now.

Out of the corner of his eye, He Xiran obediently bit the chocolate bit by bit, and Wen Xiaoyu smiled imperceptibly.Seeing that Wen Muchen had chocolate on his lips, he reached out and rubbed it off with his thumb.Turning this way again, He Xiran looked at him with chocolate at the corners of his mouth.

Wen Xiaoyu: "..."

He took out a small handkerchief from Wen Muchen's pocket and threw it to He Xiran, who stammered angrily, "I don't want to use his bib!"

"This is not a bib." Wen Muchen explained to him personally, "This is a small handkerchief, you have used it before."

"I don't need it anymore." He Xiran threw it back to him.

"Hmph! If you don't need it, then you don't need it!" Wen Muchen angrily put away his handkerchief, his mouth so pouted that he could hang the oil can on it.

Unexpectedly, the two elementary school chickens could quarrel at this moment, Wen Xiaoyu flicked his brother's mouth amusedly: "Ignore him, can we have barbecue in the yard when we go back? Grandma, do you still have any meat at home? "

"Also." Grandma Wen turned her head with a smile, "there are still leftovers of the previous grill and charcoal at home."

Wen Muchen immediately became overjoyed, and sang passionately for them in the car, a song that Wen Xiaoyu couldn't tell what it was, and if it wasn't for the limited space, he would have danced again.

Amidst the howling singing, Wen Xiaoyu turned to look at He Xiran, wiped the corners of his mouth and asked, "Do you want to eat at my house together?"

"Would it be okay for me to have a midnight snack too?" Old Zhao chimed in with a smile, "I've been so busy that my stomach is empty."

He doesn't have much hair, but he has a thick skin. Fortunately, he got out of the car on the way and bought some meat and vegetables. Otherwise, Wen Xiaoyu was really worried that there would not be enough food for the family.

After returning home to tidy up the charcoal fire and grill, Lao Zhao and Wen Xiaoyu began to grill the food under the shining light of the grape vines.

Grandma Wen brought them some water, and when she saw the wound on Wen Xiaoyu's neck that He Xiran had scratched, she was startled: "What's wrong with your neck?"

He was taller than a group of them, and no one noticed him when he was standing at school, but now he was immediately noticeable when he was sitting on a small bench.He lifted his collar up: "It's nothing, I was accidentally scratched by the cat."

Grandma Wen obviously didn't believe it, but she saw that Wen Xiaoyu didn't want to say it, so she didn't ask any more.But Wen Muchen, who was sitting on the side swallowing, asked curiously: "Cat?"

"That's right." He glanced at He Xiran, "A little crying cat that likes to explode."

Having said that, in order to divert Wen Muchen's attention so that he would not ask any more questions, Wen Xiaoyu picked up a piece of roasted meat and blocked his mouth.

"It smells so good!" Wen Muchen's mouth was full of greasy food, and his eyes were bent into crescent moons with satisfaction.

Grandma Wen said with great embarrassment: "Today, Teacher Zhao will spend money."

"It doesn't cost money! This little thing is a reward for the two brats. Today they won the school's glory!" Old Zhao was in high spirits, drinking water as boldly as if drinking, if Wen Xiaoyu hadn't stopped him So, he had to drink two glasses of white wine.

Hearing what Old Zhao said, Wen Muchen seemed to have remembered something, tearing his gaze away from his flesh and asking Wen Xiaoyu, "Where's your certificate and little red flower?"

Wen Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, fuck!He originally planned to buy a certificate at the school gate and write it himself before Wen Muchen arrived.He didn't feel much before, but now he really wants to beat the person who locked them up, and then let him buy a little red flower.

In a blink of an eye, he turned back and grabbed He Xiran's backpack, who was following him step by step, and took out the certificate and trophy from it and handed it to Wen Muchen: "Here, I put it in his bag if I think it's too heavy."

He Xiran: "..."

"Wow——" Wen Muchen couldn't understand the words on it, but thought that the trophy was much prettier than the little red flower, and asked Wen Xiaoyu to take a picture of him while holding it in his hand.

Wen Xiaoyu took out his phone and realized that it was broken, so he asked Wen Muchen's own phone to take pictures for him.

Wen Muchen bared his teeth and changed several positions, checking them one by one with his mobile phone before he was satisfied.He looked at Wen Xiaoyu's broken cell phone, and said, "I still have one, a small cell phone, which I can lend you."

He ran back to the house with an old mobile phone. Wen Xiaoyu took it and took a look. Good guy, it's an old phone for the elderly, the kind that Grandma Wen doesn't even use.

Seeing his bewildered expression, Grandma Wen was happy again: "Use this one for me, you use mine."

"It's okay." Wen Xiaoyu shook his head, and deliberately teased Wen Muchen, "Brother, you use this, let me use your new one."

"That won't work." Wen Muchen hurriedly put the new phone back into his pocket, "Mine doesn't work well."

In order to prove that what he said was true, he also taught Wen Xiaoyu how to use the elderly phone, and he sighed against his little conscience: "It's so easy to use."

Wen Xiaoyu said with disgust, "You're really stingy."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the other cheapskate behind him, remembering that he had already lent him the trophy, so he also picked up a piece of barbecue and stuffed it into He Xiran's mouth.

"Give me your phone, and I'll fix it for you." Old Zhao stretched out his hand towards him.

Grandma Wen said: "What can Helana do, I can't let you spend any more money."

"It doesn't cost money." Lao Zhao turned over the meat on the fire and said, "Repairing mobile phones is my side job, and the money I earn is no less than being a teacher."

"Really?" Wen Xiaoyu didn't quite believe it.

"Can I still lie to you?" Lao Zhao took out his mobile phone and shook it, "I have used this mobile phone for almost ten years, because I can repair it, fuck...cough cough, I have never found a chance to get a new one .”

"That's it." Wen Xiaoyu handed him the phone, "You can fix it, thank you."

Old Zhao seemed generous and said, "You don't need to thank me. Every time you thank me, it's not a good thing. How about it, the mid-term exam will be in a week, and you can improve me by ten."

"How many names did I have last time?" Wen Xiaoyu asked.

Old Zhao glanced at him, then at Grandma Wen, as if he had no face to say anything.It was He Xiran who said, "Fifty-four."

Wen Xiaoyu frowned: "How many people are there in our class?"

"55 people." Lao Zhao said.

Wen Xiaoyu choked for a moment: "Who is that guy behind me?"

"Little fat." Old Zhao and He Xiran said at the same time.

Wen Xiaoyu: "...Oh."