Chapter Twenty-Three: A Quiet Life
The house is his own house, so Yan Buwen opened the door and prepared to go out, the events of that night were like a dream, so that Yan Buwen couldn't tell whether it was real or illusory, that rainy night, thunderstorms, killed three people in a row. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info I hope it's fake, maybe it's just a dream after eating at Ruan Lingyu's house.
When I walked out of the door, I saw Xiao Rong sweeping the floor in the yard with a big broom, wearing an apron, humming a song while sweeping, and when she heard movement behind, Xiao Rong quickly turned her head to look, and then looked at Yan Buwen in surprise: "Uncle, you finally woke up." ”
Although Yan Buwen didn't want to ask, he still asked, and always felt that he had a feeling of living in the martial arts world, and had a bloody battle with a strong enemy, and then fainted, woke up and asked, "How long have I been sleeping?" ”
Xiao Rong smiled: "It's not long, I got home yesterday morning, and then I slept for a day and a night, and today is the next day." ”
"Do you know, you didn't come back the night before yesterday, but we were in a hurry, and then we wanted to go to you, but it rained heavily at night, so Mr. Chen said that if you don't come back in the morning, call the police, so we waited until the morning, but I didn't expect you to come back by yourself, uncle." Xiao Rong said, it's easy to say now, but in fact, Xiao Rong didn't sleep all night the night before yesterday, she kept waiting, and she was crazy and wanted to go out to find it, but she was stopped by Mr. Chen.
Yesterday morning, when Mr. Chen saw the wound on the back of his head, he thought that he had fallen into the ditch after going to someone else's house for dinner, and then he didn't wake up until the morning, so he came back. Mr. Chen's rhetoric is also a bit reasonable, after all, Yan Buwen did call Xiao Rong the night before yesterday, saying that he would not come back for dinner in the evening.
Xiao Rong was a little unconvinced: "Where are you going?" And what's the deal with the wound on the head? ”
Yan Buwen casually said a reason: "I fell after eating, fainted, and came back when I woke up in the morning." ”
Xiao Rong nodded: "It's the same as what the master said, maybe it's true, have you been drinking?" ”
"Maybe I drank a little, I don't remember clearly, my head is still dizzy." Yan Buwen touched his head, his mind gradually became clearer, and he recalled all the things that happened in that remote house the night before, and then he felt that it was really what happened. But this matter can't be told to Xiao Rong, so she can only make up a reason.
Xiao Rong was a little angry, and scolded loudly: "Didn't you tell you that you should take me with you when you drink at night?" ”
Yan Buwen was stunned, and when he saw Xiao Rong's angry appearance, he could only reassure: "Okay, I know." ”
Xiao Rong thought in pieces: "I told you, but you didn't listen." ”
Yan Buwen diverted the topic: "I'll go out later." Yan Buwen remembered that when he killed Zhang Damin the night before yesterday, he heard him say that he seemed to have done something to Ruan Lingyu, and I don't know if she has anything to do, and I will go over to confirm it later. As for whether Sun Tian and Xue An had any other plans to kidnap him, Yan Bu didn't know it, and guessed it himself, there should be no, there were only three people in total, according to Zhang Damin's statement in the end, it was just that Yan Buwen was not happy to be with Ruan Lingyu, so he did it.
Xiao Rong hurriedly put the broom aside and untied the apron on her body: "I'll go out with you, so that you don't fall again." ”
Yan Buwen said: "Not this time, there were special circumstances the day before yesterday." Yan Buwen thought about it, but he still planned to remove the gauze on his head, he touched the back of his head and the pain was not strong, and if he didn't remove it now, when the blood dried and stuck to the gauze, it would hurt even more to remove it.
"What's the special situation? Hey, the doctor told you not to open it, there are medicines on it, and I will go to the hospital tomorrow for a follow-up visit and find a foreign doctor. Xiao Rong hurriedly stopped Yan Buwen, what if this is removed and infected, the doctor told him a thousand times before leaving.
Yan Buwen thought about it, what Xiao Rong said made sense, so he went to the room and took a gentleman's hat to put on it and cover it.
"Yesterday, Mr. Lu, as well as the newspaper's winter melon, Mr. Wang, Mr. Chen, Manager Cao Yuanan, several people came to see you, and brought something." drank a bowl of porridge, and when I went out, I passed by the living room and found a lot of fruit on the small coffee table, so Xiao Rong explained.
"There's also a little girl who came to see you, and gave you a small basket of eggs to put in the kitchen." Xiao Rong said, and then observed Yan Buwen's expression, but after finding that Yan Buwen had no expression at all, she continued, "She said that she was an intern at your newspaper, and then she went to the newspaper office on the weekend and didn't find you, so she asked the winter melon, and only then did she know that you were injured, so she came to see you." ”
"Uncle, you are not small, there was a Miss Su some time ago, and now there is a little girl Ruan." Xiao Rong quipped.
Yan Buwen touched the tip of Xiao Rong's nose: "Don't think about it." "Since Ruan Lingyu has been here, it is estimated that nothing has happened, so you don't need to go to her, let's go to the newspaper office first.
"I'm not fooling around."
Before going out, Xiao Rong stopped Yan Buwen, and then touched Yan Buwen's forehead: "Doesn't it matter?" If you have a fever, don't go out, it's cold and windy outside today. ”
"I've been lying down for so long, and if I'm not sick, I'm going to be sick." Yan Buwen insisted on leaving, so Xiao Rong locked the door and came to the newspaper office with him.
"Mr. Yan, are you healed?" Lao Zhang at the door saw Yan Buwen and asked. Yan Buwen nodded, and then the editors who passed by came over to say hello, and then when he went upstairs, he met Wang Liangting, who smiled and said: "Mr. Yan, you came to the newspaper office so early, don't take two more days off?" ”
"No need." Yan Buwen smiled and was about to go to the office, but when he got to the third floor, he saw Cao Yuan'an smoking on the balcony, Cao Yuan'an saw Yan Buwen coming over and quickly extinguished the cigarette: "Haha, don't smell, are you okay?" Haven't you had a good rest at home? ”
"I've rested enough, have anything big happened lately?" Yan Buwen asked.
Cao Yuan'an said: "The war is about to start in Hunan, the war is tight, I don't know when the fight will come to Shanghai, by the way, if you want to know, I will ask Donggua to send a newspaper to your office." ”
Panic is like a ghost that roams Shanghai, and many people have fled to Guangzhou or Hong Kong. The rest of the people are not afraid of death, most of them have jobs, families here, and there are no relatives in Guangzhou, where they stay, or they are unwilling to go, and now there are bandits running around on the road, and the danger of taking refuge there is no less than in Shanghai.
Back in the office, after waiting for a while, the winter melon came over, and then looked at Mr. Yan in surprise: "Mr. Yan, it's great that you're okay." ”
"Bring me all the newspapers of the past few days, yesterday and today." Yan Buwen said, he wanted to determine the impact of the incident the night before.
Xiao Rong took the newspaper from the winter melon and said, "Uncle, what do you want so many newspapers for?" ”