Mom hugged her father and cried for a while, Zheng Ya walked over and said softly: "Mom, don't worry, my sister will get better......"

"Xiaoya, you have grown up, you have really grown up", Wang Yi hugged Zheng Ya again, crying and laughing. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Zheng family is not rich, and his son is in charge early.

Wang Yi didn't know, if it wasn't for his son's struggle, what would his family do?

Zheng Ya gently patted her mother's shoulder and said, "It's okay, Mom, everything will be fine." ”

Wang Yi's emotions gradually stabilized from the excitement, and then he asked, "Where is Xiaojie?

At this time, Zheng Jie, with the support of Lin Zhiyu, walked out of the ward.

Wang Yi went over and hugged Zheng Jie again, her mouth was a little choked, but she couldn't hold back and didn't cry, and said intermittently: "Xiaojie, you have lost a lot of weight, you have lost a lot of weight." ”

Zheng Jie looked at Zheng Ya, hugged her mother, and said softly, "Mom, I'll be fine." ”

Wang Yi looked at Lin Zhiyu: "Girl, thank you." ”

Lin Zhiyu said with a smile: "Auntie, I am Zheng Ya's classmate Lin Zhiyu, you can just call me Xiaoyu, Auntie, uncle, the hospital beds are all packed, we can go." ”

Zheng Lin and Wang Yi looked at Zheng Ya in unison.

Zheng Ya said: "Zhiyu, then let's go, although there is still plenty of time, but when you pass by my house later, parents and parents will bring some changes of clothes......"

The business car pulled a carload of people, passed by Zheng Ya's house, and brought some changes of clothes.

Passing by Lin Zhiyu's home, someone had already sent Lin Zhiyu's salute, and without delay, he came to Zhangshi Airport.

Lin Zhiyu was very careful and arranged the VIP waiting room, and even everyone's dinner was solved in the waiting room.

At 10 o'clock, Zheng Ya sent her sister to the airport, and when she left, Zheng Ya gently hugged everyone.

Even Lin Zhiyu was not included, Zheng Ya gently hugged her and said in his mouth: "Thank you, Zhiyu." ”

When hugging her sister Zheng Jie, Zheng Ya whispered: "Come on, Xiaojie." ”

In the night sky, outside the airport, Zheng Ya saw the passenger plane flying away with a flashing red light, far away, waving his arms, and said in his heart: "It's going to be fine, work hard, Zheng Ya." ”

The airliner turned into a black dot under the stars, and the red light disappeared.

Standing outside the airport, Zheng Ya, who was alone, looked around, and felt a sense of prostration after intense exercise.

The things I encountered in the past few days were too intense, which made Zheng Ya feel dizzy.

The high school champion is full of flowers, the grievances that have been smeared are difficult to redress, the peaks and turns of the public opinion war, the shocking news of my sister's illness, and the hard work to resolve the difficulties bit by bit...... One big thing after another came and pressed on Zheng Ya's body.

Zheng Ya's mood is like a roller coaster, up and down, ups and downs.

Now, the major has been chosen, the matter of my sister has also been seen, the plane is going with hope, under the lonely starry sky, Zheng Ya suddenly feels tired and just wants to sleep well.

The airport is not very far from the city, and there are many taxis to take, Zheng Ya did not let Uncle Zhang wait for him, and only spent 20 yuan to take a taxi back to the vicinity of Zhangshi No. 1 Middle School.

After thinking about it, without disturbing Teacher Gu, Zheng Ya walked over to the Hongkang Guoshu Pavilion.

Familiar with the door, Zheng Ya opened the door of the Guoshu Pavilion and walked towards his small house.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Ya found that it was 11 o'clock, and the lights were still on in the room of the owner of the Wan Pavilion.

After thinking about it, Zheng Ya turned his head and walked towards the owner's room.

There are too many things that have happened during this time, and the so-called plan can't catch up with the changes, Zheng Ya originally planned to be a sparring partner in the Guoshu Pavilion during the summer vacation, but now, he can't do it, this matter must be handed over to the owner of the hall and apologize, otherwise, he will live up to the owner's kindness.

The door of the hall owner was open, and Zheng Ya saw that the hall master was writing and drawing on the table, his brows were furrowed, and there were words in his mouth, as if he was very puzzled about something.

I don't know what the owner is thinking, Zheng Ya very politely, "jumped" on the door and knocked three times.

Wan Taihong looked up and saw Zheng Ya, put down the pen in his hand, and said happily: "Xiaoya, you are here, hurry up, sit, sit ......"

As he spoke, he got up enthusiastically and pointed to the chair opposite him to beckon Zheng Ya to sit down.

Zheng Ya smiled and said okay, sat down on the chair opposite Wan Taihong, and his eyes unintentionally swept over the table, but he found that several blank sheets of paper on the table were full of numbers that surprised him.

Wan Taihong's words are not very good-looking, each of them is written very big, and it is impossible for Zheng Ya to see it or not.

I saw that on a few pieces of white paper, all of them were written "more than 600 kilograms, more than 600 kilograms, who is it? Who is ?......?"

If Zheng Ya is not mistaken, his fist strength test result seems to be more than 600 kilograms, is there anything special about this, or is Wan Taihong looking for someone else.

After Zheng Ya sat down, Wan Taihong found that Zheng Ya was a little distracted when he looked at his words, so he smiled and explained while pouring drinking water for Zheng Ya: "Zheng Ya, you say it's strange, the Guoshu Pavilion seems to be a ghost during this time, the fist strength tester has soared every once in a while, this month is good, it has directly reached more than 600 kilograms, is there any mistake, more than 600 kilograms, I am wondering who is joking with me?"

Zheng Ya was stunned, and said in his heart, is more than 600 kilograms rare? It seems that I am more than 600 kilograms of strength.

However, although Zheng Ya didn't understand what was surprising about this, she was still very smart not to confess herself directly, but asked a question from the side: "Pavilion master, more than 600 kilograms shouldn't be very powerful, right?"

Wan Taihong's action of pouring water for Zheng Ya slammed it, the water almost overturned, and he said angrily: "Isn't more than 600 kilograms powerful?"

Zheng Ya said with a smile: "I remember when I just entered the National Art Hall, I seem to have heard you say that the American Emperor has a master of foreign martial arts, and his fist power has reached more than 800 kilograms, which is much higher than 600 kilograms......"

Wan Taihong picked up the water cup and handed Zheng Ya water over, while laughing uncontrollably, as if he had heard a big joke, he leaned forward and backwards with laughter, and completely lost his image.

Zheng Ya said a little depressed: "Pavilion master, is this funny?"

Wan Taihong lay on the table, laughing breathlessly, and finally said: "Zheng Ya, let me tell you, that American imperialist foreign master is called Tyson, hahaha, you won't tell me, you don't know who Tyson is, right?"

Tyson: A master of foreign power of the United States?

Zheng Ya suddenly understood that he seemed to have caused a huge oolong incident, and a sneering smile involuntarily appeared on his face, and he quickly changed the topic: "That, hall owner, I have some other things here, I want to talk to you about ......"

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