Entering the door, the old lady of the family greeted her, Zhang Jie immediately greeted the old man respectfully, it can be seen that the old lady's expression is not as energetic as when she saw it some time ago, and she is a lot haggard, Zhang Jie naturally knows the reason, so he said calmly:

"Master's life of hard work, bring us countless pride and memories, without the master's hard work, there will be no blossoming of our students, the master will dedicate a lifetime of time to the three-foot podium, even the heavens will be grateful for the master's hard work, the old man will be able to live a long life, to the master and wife, but pay attention to the body, if you collapse first, where will the master have the courage to stand up again!"

The old lady just grabbed Zhang Jie's hand, her eyes were red, and the worries and fears of this time did not torture this white-haired old woman.

When he entered the house with the old lady, Zhang Jie glanced at the woman slightly, but he didn't dare to look at it after taking one more look.

When Zhang Jie came in, a white-haired old man was taking the pulse of the master, the white-haired old man was not young, he should be about the same age as the master, but compared to the master, the white-haired old man seemed to be a lot more energetic, and his face was not as white as the master, and he looked very ruddy.

At this time, he naturally didn't dare to come forward to disturb, Zhang Jie stood aside with the old lady, and after the white-haired old man squinted his eyes and checked the pulse of the old master, the old lady asked softly: "Doctor Li, is San Lang's condition somewhat better?" ”

The white-haired old man walked to the desk on the side, and while holding a pen and writing the prescription on rice paper, he said: "Brother Liu has pressurized too many toxins in his body because of long-term medication, so he just excludes the residual toxins, and if you want to get up, you have to ......!" ”

The white-bearded old man was explaining, Zhang Jie was listening carefully, but suddenly saw the old master winking at him, and his heart moved, so he immediately walked to the bed, and then leaned over and whispered: "Master! ”

"Schoolwork, how are you preparing?"

Obviously, the old master didn't know that he had gone to the school again, and the old master, who stretched out his dry palm, grabbed Zhang Jie's small hand in the palm of his hand and asked softly.

"Everything is fine, some time ago the students went out to travel, and they easily cut off the obsession in their hearts, and now whether they are reading or writing, they can devote themselves wholeheartedly, and the next year's autumn exam will be two points bigger."

Holding the old master's dry hand in the palm of his hand with his backhand, Zhang Jie said with a smile.

"Well, that's good, the old man was worried that your child would fall into love and love too early and couldn't extricate himself, since he cut it off, then it's good, remember, the sea is endless, hard work, you are still young, suffer more, it's nothing, but don't wait until the old man is so old, just want to suffer, and can't eat, or that sentence is good, next year's autumn test, just measure your strength, don't deliberately pursue the result, the middle is better, not hit, it is also common sense, whose son's son does not take the test three times or five times? Mentality, or mentality. ”

When the old master was chattering like this, Zhang Jie listened carefully on the side, the old man was already lying on the hospital bed, but he was still worried about his studies, Zhang Jie didn't plan to tell him that he was going to the school again now, and didn't want him to worry about these bad things.

As for the original plan to ask the old master about his own teaching methods, but at this time he couldn't ask, listening to the old master's teaching with a smile on his face, and echoing two sentences from time to time, and after seeing the old master's expression a little tired, Zhang Jie got up and prepared to leave, and said softly at the same time:

"The master has promised the student that when the student takes the exam, he will drink with the master, and the student will go back to study hard, and strive to have a good time with Mr. as soon as possible!"

In the master's pleased laughter, Zhang Jie left, the old lady was talking to the white-haired old man about the master's condition, Zhang Jie did not let the old lady send it, he went out of the house alone, and when he came to the courtyard, the courtyard was empty.

After a few steps to the small garden, he picked up the withered petal on the ground, took it in his hand and looked at it carefully for a while, and then walked away.

When I got home, it was already dark, there was no moon or stars, and I don't know when a dark cloud was covering my head.

The lights were lit at home, and as soon as Zhang Jie arrived home with his front feet, it began to drizzle on his back feet, and the rain was not strong and hazy.

The atmosphere of the dinner was obviously a little heavy, I don't know why, Zhang Jie always felt that the old man's face was not too good-looking, Zhang Jie also casually asked if the old man was guilty of back pain, but the old man just shook his head, said to concentrate on eating, and then stopped talking.

Since they were all eating seriously, Zhang Jie also ate heavily, and when he returned to the house after eating, the drizzle outside had turned into a pouring rain.

The weather in October is the so-called autumn rain and cool, and the wind outside the window blows into the house, with some biting smell.

Zhang Jie under the oil lamp picked up "Mencius" and read it carefully, he had wasted a day's time during the day, and he didn't hurry up to make up for it at night, so what kind of examination and what kind of high school champion he was talking about.

"Next door, your Uncle Chen came to the house to sit for a while, and your grandfather muttered in the hall for a long time, when I passed by the hall, I listened to what your Uncle Chen said and saw that the pair of poor ghosts in Xiaoli Village came to the village again, and what did you say Looking at your little aunt talking to the pair of poor ghosts, let your grandfather be careful, don't work so hard to raise the daughter, who was coaxed away by others!"

Just this Zhang Jie's light, when Wang was mending clothes on the side, he whispered this in his mouth.

Zhang Jie, who was looking at it under the light, was slightly stunned, glanced at Wang, and whispered: "Little aunt's biological father?" ”

"Well, it's also a pair of old shameless, when I was young, I cried and shouted to send the baby to others, and now I have been raised by others, but I have never seen such a person......"

Wang, who was doing needlework in his hand, suddenly stopped, and then asked in a low voice, "You and your little aunt are close, you say, your little aunt won't really follow others like this!" ”

Zhang Jie, who was flipping through the book in his hand, didn't look up, and after a while, he said: "No, the little aunt is not that kind of person, if you have the opportunity, my mother will talk to the old lady, just say that the little aunt will not leave, if the old lady asks who said it, just say that what I said is a family, don't make a gap in your heart!" ”

Wang whispered in response, which was regarded as a promise.

The pouring rain outside the house is getting heavier and heavier, and the dense raindrops are hitting the house, on the ground, making a rattling sound, Zhang Jie, who is holding a book in his hand, keeps looking at the books, and occasionally encounters a puzzle and writes it down, and waits for time to turn back and re-understand.

A book didn't open much, and the sound of a rooster sounded outside the house, and Wang gently urged him several times that it was time to go to sleep, but Zhang Jie, who had no stop with the pen and ink in his hand, just responded softly, but there was no meaning to turn off the lights.

After a long time, Wang's slight snoring sounded in the room, and Zhang Jie, who had stopped writing, carefully put the books away, cleaned up the pen and ink on the table, and when the lamp was blown, the sound of a rooster crowing three times had already come from outside the house!