15. Back to school
The day after Chen Dongming's funeral, Xiaolang was ready to go back to school, and although the head teacher called him to rest for a few more days to take care of his mother at home, he felt an unspeakable depression in staying at home, making him struggle to escape. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć It stands to reason that the death of his stepfather, who is not close to him, will not have much impact on him, but looking at the things that were once familiar at home, it always reminds him of Chen Dongming, so he still decided to go back early.
Before going out, his mother had a worried look, he didn't understand, after the death of his stepfather, his mother seemed to be ten years old all of a sudden, and she had never let her gray hair show before, but she didn't have the heart to clean it up.
Xiaolang pushed his bicycle all the way to school slowly, he deliberately went out early today, but he didn't want to get to school early, I don't know what kind of impact the news broadcast yesterday will have among his classmates, this is something he can't predict, so he deliberately walked on the road.
But in the end, he still had to enter the classroom before the class bell rang, he had to press the point and push the bicycle into the campus, as soon as he entered the door, he could clearly feel all kinds of strange eyes around him, they seemed to be talking about himself, Xiao Lang had to deliberately straighten his chest, as if he didn't notice at all, and walked towards the bicycle parking spot.
"Xiao Lang!" Suddenly, a man walked briskly towards him from behind.
Xiao Lang looked back and saw that it was Zhang Sheng, who was pushing a bicycle and chased after him from behind, "Zhang Sheng." ā
"You're back today?"
"Well, that's done." Xiao Lang said as calmly as possible, so that Zhang Sheng could not perceive his uneasy emotions.
"I heard that the murderer is dead?" After Zhang Sheng ran to his side, he asked in a low voice.
"Hmm." Xiao Lang nodded, he heard all the words of the two police officers who came up to find his mother yesterday, it seems that they suspect that the murderer of his stepfather is someone else, but he didn't expect Zhang Sheng to know about it, it seems that Uncle Zhang's network is quite powerful.
"Is your stepfather's case closed?"
"I don't know, the police came yesterday."
"The police went to your house?"
"Well, they told my mother about the murderer."
"Oh, didn't you say anything else?"
"Nope." Xiao Lang didn't want to tell them about the fact that they found out that their stepfather appeared on Qianhu Island with a paper crane, "Let's go, it's time for class." After saying that, the two ran back to the classroom one after the other, and now Xiaolang was really not in the mood to talk to Zhang Sheng about this matter, so he had to find an excuse to divert the topic.
As soon as he entered the classroom, his classmates looked at him as if they were saluting, everyone seemed to be looking at him, Xiao Lang knew the meaning of their eyes, his emotions fell to the bottom all of a sudden, and just when Xiao Lang was at a loss, Zhang Sheng, who was taller than Xiao Lang, walked up from behind, put his arm around his shoulder, and said, "Go, I'll give you the notes from the other days." Then he pulled him to the seat casually, Xiao Lang knew what Zhang Sheng meant by doing this, he looked at Zhang Sheng who relieved him gratefully, Zhang Sheng raised his index finger and made a shushing motion.
The morning class was over quickly, Xiao Lang didn't know what class he had taken all morning, his mind had been thinking about what the two police officers had said yesterday and his mother.
Lunch time soon came, Xiao Lang came to the cafeteria, there were more people talking about it, he could even hear some people's words, most of them were talking about his stepfather's exploitation of labor, work injuries and malicious dismissal, etc., when he sent a message to inform his classmates that his stepfather had been assassinated, their concerns had now turned into accusations.
"Let's go, I'll invite you to eat claypot rice." At this time, it was still Zhang Sheng who appeared next to Xiaolang, and he pulled Xiaolang out quickly.
Xiao Lang hummed gratefully, and followed Zhang Sheng out.
In the evening, he deliberately stayed in the classroom until six o'clock, and waited for the other students in the class to leave before packing his schoolbag and going home. All he thought about his mother was all the way, and today he was home alone, and he didn't know how his mother was doing this day.
"I'm back." Xiao Lang opened the door and walked in, he found that there were two pairs of shoes in the shoe cabinet at the door that he didn't recognize.
"Xiaolang is back."
"Uncle Zhang, Aunt Zhang, okay." Xiaolang saw Zhang Sheng's parents come out of it, "Where is my mother?" ā
"She's in the back room." The two of them walked out as they spoke, "It's good for you to come back, go and accompany your mother." ā
"Is she crying again?"
"Let's come to see her today, and when it comes to sad things...... Zhang Sheng's mother said with a melancholy expression, "It's good for you to come back, go in and accompany her, and your Uncle Zhang and I will leave first." ā
"Thank you, Uncle Zhang, Aunt Zhang." After Xiaolang opened the door to see Zhang Sheng's parents leave, he walked to the back room.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Lang saw a big bag of gifts on the table, which should have been sent by Zhang Sheng's parents.
"Nothing, what do you want to eat at night?" Liu Yiyi tilted her head sideways and wiped it with her hand before turning her head and saying to Xiaolang.
"Are you really okay?" Xiaolang said suspiciously, his mother's eyes were obviously swollen, and she must have been crying for a while.
"It's okay, just now Zhang Sheng and his parents came over to talk about some previous things, and they couldn't hold back for a while." With that, Liu Yiyi got up and walked to the kitchen.
"Oh." Xiao Lang obviously felt that his mother was avoiding his questions, he felt that his mother still treated him as a child, he felt very depressed, so after seeing his mother leave, he went back to the room alone, and he did not come out until his mother told him to finish eating.
During the meal, Xiaolang felt that her mother seemed to be a lot calmer, and she made several dishes that she usually likes to eat, "Mom, you made so many dishes today, have you finished eating?" Xiao Lang said as he stuffed vegetables into his mouth.
"If you can't finish eating, you will eat tomorrow." Liu Yiyi looked at Xiaolang with a smile.
"Mom, aren't you going to eat it?" Xiao Lang felt that his mother had barely touched the chopsticks, and just watched him eat in large gulps.
"Uncle Zhang ate some snacks when they came just now, and now you don't feel hungry, you eat slowly."
Xiao Lang felt that there was a little more perseverance in his mother's eyes, and he stuffed another mouthful of food, and he didn't feel so depressed until now today, "Mom......"
"Well, what's the matter?"
āā¦ā¦ It's okay, this dish is delicious. Xiao Lang wanted to tell his mother that he had heard the conversation she had with the two policemen yesterday, but in the end he decided not to mention it for the time being.
Xiao Lang went to bed very early that night, since his stepfather's accident, he has not slept well, and today his mother seems to have recovered a lot, which is the greatest comfort for him.