As soon as Han Nuo returned to the cell, he quickly lay on the bed and buried his whole body in the quilt. When the prison guards www.biquge.info walked away, Han Nuowei quietly took out his mobile phone and dialed his father's mobile phone number tremblingly.

However, the handset keeps prompting to shut down. Han Nuowei didn't give up, and dialed his mother's mobile phone number again, but no one answered.

Han Nuowei kept calling, and after playing for more than half an hour, he saw that the battery on the mobile phone screen was missing half a bar, and he still didn't get through. He was so anxious that he was sweating, could it be that Huachang was playing himself?

Han Nuowei had an idea, and dialed Tao Baihe's mobile phone number again, this time someone finally answered, but it was a woman he didn't know. Han Nuowei asked politely, "Is Tao Baihe here?"

"You're making a mistake!" the strange woman hung up impatiently.

Han Nuo was the only one who was stunned, he could recite Tao Baihe's phone number upside down, how could he make a mistake? He called again, and the other party hung up after hearing his voice.

Is it because Tao Baihe refuses to answer his call? Han Nuowei shook his head, when he called for the first time, the other party obviously didn't know who he was.

Could it be that Tao Baihe changed his mobile phone number? Han Nuowei's heart was sour. He actually forgot that she was already married to someone else, to the man who framed him!

Han Nuowei held the mobile phone for a while, and then called his parents, until the mobile phone ran out of battery and was not connected.

Han Nuowei looked at the mobile phone that had been automatically turned off in frustration, complaining that his luck was too bad. It's a rare opportunity to make a phone call, but no one is found.

The piercing bell rang, it was time for dinner, Han Nuowei grabbed his mobile phone and stuffed it into his trouser pocket. He made up his mind to return the phone to Huachang first, and then discuss the matter when Mo Aogu came back.

When Mo Aogu returned to the gray prison from the presidential suite, Han Nuowei was sitting in a daze on the lower bunk. Seeing that the prison guard threw Mo Aogu in, Han Nuowei immediately greeted him. After being locked up for a week, Mo Aogu couldn't stand up at all, so Han Nuowei dragged Mo Aogu to his bed and sat down, and poured him another glass of water.

Han Nuowei saw that Mo Aogu had drunk all the glass of water, so he helped him lie down slowly. Although Mo Aogu was exhausted, his eyes were still like torches, and he listened vigilantly as the prison guards walked away, and then said to Han Nuowei: "Get out the rust in my pocket, be careful, don't get it on the bed." ”

Han Nuowei helped Mo Aogu take off his shirt and began to carefully sort out the rust. The rust and the thread in his pocket were mixed together, and it was quite troublesome to separate, and Han Nuowei was a skillful person, so he felt that it was very difficult. He couldn't help but complain and said, "Senior, I really don't understand, why are you bothering so much to make ink?"

Mo Aogu replied, "Writing, what's so difficult to understand?"

Han Nuowei hesitated: "I think it...... They are all in prison, and there is nothing to write about, and there is no book. ”

Mo Aogu smiled dumbly: "Child, a good memory is better than a bad pen, you have always heard this sentence." As I get older, sometimes I think of some thoughts, and I don't hurry up to write them down, because I'm afraid that I will forget them later. ”

Han Nuowei didn't think so, but he had gradually become familiar with Mo Aogu's temper, and he knew what the old man believed, and it was useless to refute it. Seeing that Mo Aogu was still open, he said, "Senior, sleep for a while, you need to rest." ”

Mo Aogu sighed: "I'm so tired, I can't sleep." ”

Han Nuowei looked at Mo Aogu and thought for a while, then put down the clothes in his hand, stood up, and said respectfully: "Senior, I have something to ask you." ”

Mo Aogu looked at him vigilantly: "What do you want to do?"

Han Nuowei mustered up the courage and said, "Please teach me kung fu." ”

Mo Aogu was a little surprised: "Why? I don't think you like someone who likes to fight." ”

Han Nuowei lowered his head and was silent for a few seconds, then looked up at Mo Aogu with a resolute look in his eyes: "Because I don't want to stand by anymore." ”

Mo Aogu moved his body and struggled to sit up, but Han Nuowei hurriedly went up to help. He grabbed Han Nuowei's arm and said, "Help me to the window." Han Nuowei didn't understand what the old man wanted to do, but he had to do it.

Mo Aogu asked, "Did you rarely exercise before?" Han Nuowei was a little embarrassed: "Well, I don't like to sweat." ”

"That's not going to work. Mo Aogu said, grabbed the railing on the window, and with a slight force, his body was suspended in the air, and then with a single effort, his body was lifted up.

Han Nuowei was dumbfounded: "This is ...... Pull-ups?"

"It's basic. You practice this first, and I'll teach you something else. Mo Aogu said solemnly.

Han Nuowei was disappointed: "Isn't this fitness." It's good for your body, but it's not good for fighting. ”

Mo Aogu didn't answer him, just changed his hand to grasp the railing, and at the same time turned his body upside down, turned his back to the window, and continued to repeat the pull-up movement.

While doing reverse pull-ups, Mo Aogu said: "What I am doing now can exercise people's back muscles and biceps, and the push-ups I usually do can exercise people's pectoralis major and rotator cuff muscles." By analogy, all basic movements can strengthen people's muscles, exercise people's muscular endurance and cardiopulmonary function. There is no gym equipment in the prison, and gravity is the best helper. You remember, it's not just fitness, it's basics. You haven't learned to chew yet, how can you swallow smoothly?" Mo Aogu said, sighing: "Since my great-grandfather's generation, our family has required everyone to practice martial arts and strengthen their physique. It's a pity that Lin Shu doesn't like these, and I can't force him, but now it seems that he should have forced him to practice with a hard heart. ”

When Han Nuowei heard this, he thought of the tragic death of his biological father, and he felt very uncomfortable. He thought for a while, and said to Mo Aogu seriously: "Senior, I listen to you, starting with the basics. ”

Mo Aogu smiled slightly, then nodded his chin, signaling that Han Nuowei was coming down, and Han Nuowei hurriedly went to help him. He sat on the toilet, panting, and a week in the presidential suite really took a lot of his energy.

Han Nuowei looked at Mo Aogu and suddenly thought of Huachang.

"Senior, I have one more thing to discuss with you. ”

"What's the matter?"

"A week ago, a prisoner named Hua Chang came to me and gave me his mobile phone. He said he had stolen the money I had hidden in the prison number, so he made a phone call to compensate me. ”

Mo Aogu asked vigilantly, "Why haven't you mentioned this person before?"

Han Nuowei smiled bitterly, "I'm not impressed with him, I haven't spoken to him in the prison before." ”

Mo Aogu thought for a moment, "Do you believe him?"

Han Nuowei shook his head, "But when you entered the presidential suite, I accepted his mobile phone." It's just that after an afternoon, I didn't find my parents. He lowered his head, unwilling to let Mo Aogu see his aggrieved expression.

Mo Aogu asked with some concern, "What does this person look like?"

Han Nuowei thought for a while, "I'm not sure about my age, I shouldn't be less than thirty years old." The height is about the same as mine, a little stronger than me, but not as strong as you, but stronger. The skin is still white, and there is a scar on the brow. ”

Mo Aogu listened, and his expression became more solemn: "I don't have an impression of this person. ”

Han Nuowei couldn't help but be scared when he saw Mo Aogu being so nervous, "I used his mobile phone, will I poke out any baskets?"

Mo Aogu touched his chin: "It's hard to say." However, I don't think he's an unkind person. If the Buren Society had planted eyeliner, it would mean that they knew my whereabouts. If Errenshe knew that I was still alive, it would never be so calm, not to mention anything else, just Tao couldn't, he would die in a hurry. ”

Han Nuowei nodded: "Senior, what you said makes sense. ”

"Anyway, whoever he is, don't use his phone for a while. It's always right to be careful. ”

"Yes, I see. ”

After both of them were silent for a while, Mo Aogu raised his head and asked, "In the square, you're not angry with me, are you?"

Han Nuowei understood that Mo Aogu was referring to the ugly sentence, and he smiled disapprovingly: "I was quite angry at the time, and I actually fell for you!"

Mo Aogu looked at his expression as if he really didn't care, so he put his mind at ease: "When you go out, I will find a way to help you solve this problem." ”

"When I go out, you'll be in your nineties, and I don't know if you'll be healthy by then. Han Nuowei blurted out, regretted it after speaking, and lowered his head to be scolded.

Mo Aogu was unprecedentedly lifeless, he was silent for a while, and then raised his arm again, "Help the handle, I'm still lying down comfortably." ”

Mo Aogu lay on the bed and let out a sigh: "You're not stupid, I was afraid that you would make trouble." ”

Han Nuowei remembered Wan Yu's words, and couldn't help but say, "Senior, I feel like you are quite good here." ”

"Eat well, which bastard did you hear describe me like that?" Mo Aogu's eyes widened.

Han Nuowei hurriedly explained: "I didn't listen to anyone's nonsense, but I just see that you seem to be able to enter and leave the reading room freely, and the prison guards are very polite to you." ”

Mo Aogu nodded: "The reading room is indeed free and open to me, the reason is very simple, more than half of the prison guards here have let me see a doctor, so they don't have to go to the prison hospital, and I am free here! Some prison guards have a headache and brain fever or something, and they all come to ask me." Again, when the prison factory was set up, I helped them draw a lot of patterns. ”

Han Nuowei was taken aback: "You are studying medicine?"

"It's not. ”

"So you studied architecture?"

Mo Aogu laughed: "It's not. ”

Han Nuowei couldn't guess, and was a little irritable: "Then what are you studying?"

Mo Aogu said: "How can I learn anything? At most, it can be regarded as self-study." ”

"Self-study?" Han Nuowei was a little unconvinced.

Mo Aoji nodded, "According to the concept that Chinese usually say, I am a dropout who has not finished high school. Han Nuowei looked at him in surprise. "I went to high school in the UK, but I only went to Myanmar after only two years because my father died. After I took care of my father's funeral, I took over the family business, so naturally I had no way to go back to school. But if you want to acquire knowledge, why stick to the classroom?"

Han Nuowei felt that what Mo Aogu said was very reasonable, and nodded again and again.

"At home in Yangon, I have about 15,000 books in my study. At first, I was a very fast reader, and I was really good at reading without trying to understand anything, and I was bent on reading all the books at home as soon as possible. Later, I found out that I forgot after reading it, isn't this the same as watching in vain? I think very highly of myself, and I can't bear such a low learning efficiency.

"I worked hard to invent a way to make sure I read quickly and remember the essentials. Later, I improved it so that I could never forget it, whether I read the natural sciences or the social sciences or the sciences of the mind. ”

Han Nuowei was already a little blindsided: "Natural science, social science...... What's the other one, isn't it all science?"

Mo Aogu smiled: "The science system can't be simply and rudely divided into liberal arts and science. ”

Han Nuowei looked at the old man with a little admiration: "Then you finished reading all the books in the end?"

Mo Aogu shook his head: "In 1950, I came to China. If I had been given a few more years, I would have seen it all. After that, he added, "Of course, if I had known that I was coming to China, I would have read more Chinese books." ”

Han Nuowei said: "I see that your Chinese is very good, I really can't hear that you are a foreigner at all, oh yes, you said that you can also speak Hancheng native dialect." Mo Aogu made a mischievous grimace. "I also speak Japanese, French, German," he said, shaking his head triumphantly, "and Burmese." Oh yes, and Latin and Greek. If it hadn't been for the Yin and Yang Pass, I would have planned to learn Spanish and Italian. ”

"You know how much you can ......" Han Nuowei sighed a little: "You must teach me a little." ”

Mo Aogu pouted: "Then I have to see if you are this material - did you love reading before?"

Han Nuowei said: "If you mean going to school, then I really don't like it, I like to paint and carve. If you're talking about reading, I'm ashamed to say that I have a problem, any book, when I read it, I have to read it word by word, otherwise I won't be able to understand the meaning of the book. If there are a lot of words, I will feel annoyed and even anxious, and after reading for a while, I will make mistakes or even wrong paragraphs, forget where I just saw, and it will be difficult to understand the words. ”

“Dyslexia。 Mo Aogu didn't seem surprised: "This is a kind of dyslexia, my father, my uncle, and Lin Shu all have it, and there are some genetic factors. ”

Han Nuowei hurriedly asked, "Can that be cured?"

Mo Aogu shook his head: "It's hard to say. It is said that people with dyslexia generally have a high IQ and are very sensitive to colors and shapes. I remember Albert Einstein, John Chambers, the president of Cisco, Richard Branson, the founder of Virgin Atlantic, etc., all of whom had dyslexia. None of these people have been completely cured, which shows that it is difficult to correct dyslexia in adults. ”

"Then what should I do?" Han Nuowei was extremely frustrated.

Mo Aogu comforted him and said, "It's not a problem. You wouldn't have seen any books here. Follow me, as long as you pay attention, listen more, and memorize more, there will be no knowledge that you can't master. You have to trust me, no matter what difficulties you encounter, I will help you. ”

Seeing Mo Aogu's confident appearance, Han Nuowei felt warm in his chest, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything about "grandpa".