When the news of Wen Min's hospitalization due to a sudden coma reached the first class of junior high school, it was already dinner time.

Seinfeld was sitting next to An Zishan, the two of them put their lunch boxes together, both holding pancakes in their hands, An Zishan's rectangular aluminum lunch box still had pickle gnocchi stir-fried with chili peppers, and Seinfeld's lunch box was a stir-fried shredded potato that the two of them bought together in the cafeteria.

The two of them rolled some shredded potatoes into the pancakes, and then dipped the soup of the shredded potatoes in the lunch box to soak the pancakes a little, and ate them with the shredded pickle gnocchi.

The pancakes they eat are homemade, mixed with sweet potatoes, corn and wheat, ground into a paste with the skin, and then spread out into a thin sheet with the tweezers at home, like a full moon and a rising sun, accompanied by the enticing smell of wheat, the freshly made pancakes are crispy and fragrant.

When Zhang Lingling pear blossom ran over crying with rain, An Zishan and Seinfeld were stunned.

Zhang Lingling ran up to them and sobbed: "Wen ...... Teacher Wen suddenly fell into a coma and was hospitalized. ”

"Ahh

An Zishan and Seinfeld's eyes widened, the former's face changed greatly, and he stood up violently and shouted, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Lingling's eyes were full of tears, and a little teardrop hung on her long eyelashes to look pitiful, "I just went to the office to hand in my Chinese homework, Teacher Wen was not there, and Teacher Zhang from the second class told me that Teacher Wen was found fainting on the desk in the office in the afternoon, still holding the microphone in his hand. ”

Seinfeld was stunned, glared and asked, "What do you mean?"

An Zishan said with an ugly face: "It means that Mr. Wen may have been stimulated or unconscious when he was talking to someone on the phone." ”

"How do you know?"

Zhang Lingling and Seinfeld asked in unison, the former's teary eyes widened and he was shocked.

An Zishan glanced at them lightly, "Guess!"

It was indeed guessed, but An Zishan knew that this was basically the truth, and he could guess that the object of the call was either Ding Haizhou or his family.

Zhang Lingling looked adoring, and said softly: "Teacher Zhang said that Teacher Wen called Ding Haizhou's family, I don't know what the other party said, because she was stimulated and her emotions fluctuated too much, so she would be in a coma." ”

"An Zishan, we ...... Let's go visit Mr. Wen in the hospital, okay?"

An Zishan was stunned and said in surprise: "We, the two of us?"

Seinfeld's eyes changed, his little eyes narrowed, he looked at him, then at her, and smiled evilly.

Zhang Lingling's face turned red, and she gently wiped the tears on her cheeks with her small sleeve, and snorted, "No...... No, I'm talking about the four of us, and Zhang Hua. At that time, we participated in the debate competition, and Teacher Wen trained us every day, teaching us so hard, and now that Teacher Wen is sick, shouldn't we visit her?"

An Zishan and Seinfeld looked at each other and said at the same time, "Yes, yes." The latter shouted, "I'll go find Huazi now." ”

The two watched Seinfeld run out in a hurry, and there were unfinished pancakes on the table, An Zishan glanced at it and said, "Let's go too." ”

Zhang Lingling lowered her head slightly and nodded shyly.

The two walked out of the classroom one after the other, came to the door of the second class, and happened to bump into Zhang Hua who had just come out.

Zhang Hua glanced at An Zishan thoughtfully, both of them understood what each other was thinking, An Zishan turned his head to look at Zhang Lingling before he remembered to ask, "Which hospital is Teacher Wen in?", while asking, he looked out through the window of the corridor, the sky was still bright, although it was already six o'clock at this time.

"It's in our township hospital. ”

An Zishan raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you talking about the hospital next to the township government?"

"Hmm. ”

Zhang Lingling nodded, An Zishan thought for a while and said, "In this case, let's ride a bicycle, and I'll go riding with Huazi." You and the fat man go to ask Teacher Zhang for approval, or we won't be able to get out of the school. ”

"Then, how about we meet at the door?"

"Good!"

The three of them responded almost in unison, and An Zishan didn't notice that Seinfeld and Zhang Hua secretly glanced at each other.

On the way to the carport, An Zishan looked at the orange sunset in the sky with complicated eyes, and said astringently: "Huazi, I feel a little uncomfortable now, is it our fault that Teacher Wen looks like this?"

Zhang Hua said with a bitter face: "At that time, we knew that this matter would definitely affect Teacher Wen, but we didn't expect Teacher Wen to be like this, Zishan, did you say that Ding Haizhou's family said something ugly, which stimulated Teacher Wen." ”

An Zishan glanced at Zhang Hua in surprise and said curiously: "How do you know that it was a call to Ding Haizhou's family? Why not Ding Haizhou himself?"

Zhang Hua sighed, "Because Ding Haizhou has already been sentenced, he may already be serving his sentence in prison now." ”

An Zishan's eyes widened, and he was surprised: "So fast, it's only been three days, when is it so efficient?"

Because of the human and material evidence, Ding Haizhou did not quibble at all, he happily admitted all Cheng Kebin's confessions, and then the court sentenced him to three years. ”

"Three years, is it that long?"

"The amount of bribes he accepted was too large, tens of thousands of dollars a year, and if he was sentenced according to the highest standard, he would be sentenced to five years. My dad said that for the sake of his good confession and remorse, the minimum sentence was three years. ”

"Oh!" An Zishan suddenly realized that he really didn't know too much about these things, but this amount was indeed very large.

The two were silent again, until they pushed the bicycle out of the carport, Zhang Hua stood at the door of the carport and looked at An Zishan, and said seriously: "Zishan, should we help Teacher Wen?"

An Zishan held the handlebar with both hands, glanced at him, and nodded, "Okay, let's go to the hospital to see Teacher Wen first and figure out what the situation is." ”

"Alas......".

Zhang Hua looked at An Zishan who rode away with a long sigh with some curiosity, and he felt that there were a lot of emotions in that sigh that he still didn't understand.

It's as if this sigh is full of endless stories.

When the two rode to the school gate, Seinfeld and Zhang Lingling were already waiting, An Zishan looked at Zhang Lingling dumbfounded, then he subconsciously arranged, thinking that two bicycles were enough.

At this time, he realized that he seemed to have arranged Zhang Lingling on the back seat of his bicycle in his heart, just like in his previous life, but he didn't ask the other party's opinion at all.

Zhang Hua looked at An Zishan, who was stunned, and said strangely: "Zishan, what are you doing in a daze, I'm wearing a fat man, you are wearing Zhang Lingling, hurry up." ”

After speaking, at Zhang Hua's signal, the fat man jumped into the back seat of his car like a rabbit, and Zhang Hua kicked off the ground violently and ran out.

Seinfeld turned his head to look at the two who were still standing in place with a lewd expression, and smiled cheaply.

Zhang Hua heard his cheap laughter, and asked very chickenly, "Haven't the two of them left yet?"

"Hey...... , I haven't left yet, Huazi, do you think Zhang Lingling will hold Zishan's waist?" Seinfeld still turned his head, looked at the two people from afar, and asked with a straight face.

Zhang Hua also smiled and said: "Definitely, girls can't sit in the back seat with their legs apart like us, they can't sit on their legs unsteadily, they must have to hug Zishan's waist." ”

"Yo Yo Yo. The two of them screamed, and they didn't know what they were excited about.

Looking at the two people who rushed out in an instant, An Zishan's face was dark, and now he remembered what he had overlooked, no wonder when he said that he was going to ride a bicycle, these two people agreed so happily.

Seeing Zhang Lingling standing there prettyly, without speaking, lowering her head slightly, her fingers unconsciously rubbing her small sleeves, An Zishan had a headache.

After hesitating for a moment, he said softly: "Alas, I'm sorry, Lingling, I forgot to let you ride a car too, it's a bit of a delay to ride it now, let's ride one, you sit in the back seat, I'll wear you, okay?"

"Okay!"

Zhang Lingling's thin voice like a mosquito and fly sounded clearly in An Zishan's ears.

An Zishan helped the car, supported one side with her legs, let the car tilt towards her as a whole, and said softly: "Okay, you come up." ”

Zhang Lingling still didn't look up, nodded slightly, and sat down slowly, holding the steel pipe under the saddle with one hand and the saddle with the other.

After An Zishan saw her sit down, she put her left foot on the pedal, gently kicked the ground with her right foot a few times, and quickly lifted her right leg to turn over the beam of the big golden deer after the bicycle was stable, and put it on the right pedal.

Zhang Lingling felt that there was almost no rocking bicycle, and she was secretly happy in her heart, the bike was so stable, he didn't care about me very much.

An Zishan pedaled the bicycle quickly, felt Zhang Lingling's body falling backwards from time to time, frowned, and said in a low voice: "Lingling, or ...... You're dragging my clothes by hand?"

Zhang Lingling's face turned red, and she didn't reply, and after a while, An Zishan felt a warm little hand slowly climb up his back and grab his school uniform.

Through the thin autumn coat inside the school uniform jacket, he seemed to feel the rapid pulse of the other party.

Zhang Lingling slowly raised her head and looked at An Zishan's straight back, and the setting sun sprinkled on her dimpleted side face, dizzy.

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