In the seventh year of junior high school, I didn't like going to school very much. He didn't have the opportunity to read at his cousin's house, and the words he recognized were all learned when he was selling newspapers, but Ye Liang was a very strong person, so he had to let him go to school from the third grade of the elementary school, and specially told him: "Look at how old you are, if you start reading from the first grade, you will be laughed to death by your classmates." ”

Zhao Nan had no choice, so he had to invite another top student of St. John's University named Li Linglong to make up for him, this Miss Linglong's uncle and Zhao Nan once had a fateful friendship, Linglong also often called Nan when he was a child, although in the past many years, I also feel that this uncle's appearance is still the same as back then, young people are suspicious, but she has heard her uncle say, this gentleman is quite a bit of a background, these years, she also has a little unclear mind about this uncle, so she also tried her best to teach the seventh day of junior high school, It just so happens that the seventh year of junior high school is a sensible child, and the students and teachers get along very happily.

It was a weekend evening, and Zhao Nan went to Li's house to pick up the seventh day of the new year, and stood outside the courtyard of Li's house and listened to the sound of the piano ding-dong-dong, which was Li Linglong playing the piano.

Zhao Nan rang the doorbell, and the old maid of the Li family trotted all the way with his little feet: "It's Mr. Zhao, Miss and the seventh young master are playing the piano." ”

"Where can I play the piano on the seventh day of the first month, I'm making trouble."

The old maid smiled and said, "The seventh young master is very sensible, and I heard from the young lady that he learns very quickly. ”

The piano was placed in a corner of the living room, Chu Qi sat on the side, tilted his head to watch Linglong play, and saw Zhao Nan come in and stood up and said, "Uncle, Sister Linglong plays really well, much better than Miss Ye." ”

Zhao Nan smiled: "You can't say this when you go home, be careful that Miss Ye will trouble you." Linglong got up and said with a smile: "Uncle Zhaonan, I'm really curious about the Miss Ye you mentioned, my uncle used to say that Uncle Zhaonan is a character who is not afraid of heaven and earth, but it seems that he is very afraid of Miss Ye." ”

"I'm afraid of her? How can it be? Well, you'll regret it when you see it. ”

Linglong pursed her lips and smiled: "Uncle, look at what you said, it seems that Miss Ye is a big monster." ”

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Zhao Nan was startled, and hurriedly turned to look, until he saw a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old with a pale face and a thin body entering, and he was relieved. His expression fell on Li Linglong and Chu Qi's eyes, and Chu Qi shouted directly: "Uncle, do you still think it's Miss Ye?" ”

The teenager who came in stepped forward: "Teacher, I'm here." ”

It turned out that this young man was in middle school, and he was determined to be admitted to the Conservatory of Music, and he has been learning piano with Li Linglong.

Li Linglong introduced: "Xiaofan, this is the seventh year of junior high school, and it can be regarded as my student." ”

"You are Brother Xiaofan, I heard Sister Linglong say that your grades are very good, then I should call you Senior Brother, right?"

The seventh question of the first month.

Xiao Fan smiled shyly, but did not speak, and looked like an introverted child.

Zhao Nan and Chu Qi walked out of Li's house, Zhao Nan drove the car, and just turned two intersections and looked at the many people gathered in front of him, and the siren of the patrol police was beeping in his ears.

Chu Qi asked: "Uncle, there seems to be an accident ahead." ”

It was indeed an accident, the cordon had been raised, and a patrol officer waved a baton and shouted: "Blockade blockade, this place is blocked." ”

"Mr. Officer, what's wrong? I'm just off work, how can I get home, my family lives there! A small clerk-like man, holding a leather bag, hunched over, asked.

"Something happened, someone died, a little girl and her aunt were killed."

The patrolman's face was expressionless, and everyone around him gasped when they heard it.

This murder happened in broad daylight, and it was a little too scary.

Little girl? The man suddenly shook his body, grabbed the patrolman's hand and shook it: "Little girl, is it six years old this year, wearing a small cheongsam with broken flowers and two pigtails." ”

The patrolman pushed him away impatiently: "I've been standing here, where do I know this?" ”

At this time, a policeman came out of the alley, heard the man's questioning, and beckoned: "Your name is Feng Ji, and you work at HSBC?" ”

The man nodded hurriedly, his face had changed to a sad expression, he sensed something from the solemn face of the policeman, and his lips trembled and asked, "Is it, is it ......?"

The policeman nodded, reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Let's mourn, Mr. Feng." ”

Mr. Feng let out a miserable cry and was about to rush in, but the two patrol policemen hurriedly grabbed him, and the policeman said: "Mr. Feng, the scene is still being investigated inside, don't go in, someone will take you over to identify the body later." ”

Mr. Feng thumped his chest and cried bitterly.

Chu Qi saw that he felt very uncomfortable in the car, and said in a low voice: "Uncle, let's go, this looks too uncomfortable." ”

At this moment, a rickshaw came running, the car stopped, and a woman with a fancy branch walked down, the woman twisted her waist and asked angrily, "What's wrong?" I didn't call anyone home. When Mr. Feng saw the woman, he rushed over like crazy, grabbed the woman's collar and asked, "You're going to play cards again, aren't you?" I told you not to always play cards and spend more time with my daughter at home, but you just don't listen! ”

The woman struggled hard, and scolded uncleanly: "You are a wreck, and you dare to take care of the old lady's affairs?" Let go of me, are you crazy? ”

The people next to him were watching, and some neighbors who knew the situation pointed and pointed: "It's a sin, the old good-looking little girl is gone, this mother doesn't care about anything, one day I know that I go out to play cards, and my aunt at home is old again, hey, Mr. Feng is so pitiful." ”

Zhao Nan heard the probability, it seems that this Mrs. Feng has been away from home all day, and now the daughter and the old maid who are staying at home have been killed.

He couldn't bear to listen any longer, so he turned the car around and drove in a different direction.

Along the way, the seventh year of junior high was silent, and after a while, he said sullenly: "Uncle, why do you say there are bad people in this world?" It would be nice if there were no bad guys, that little sister is only six years old, how can the bad guys bear to do it? ”

Zhao Nan patted him on the head and said slowly: "There is day and night, there is yin and yang, good people and bad people are equivalent to day and night, yin and yang are separated." ”

Chu Qi thought for a while and said, "That black and white are mixed together and it's gray, right, uncle?" ”

Zhao Nan nodded: "Yes, those who can't say good and bad are gray, and this is where human nature is complicated." ”

The car stopped at the door before it was cold, and when she got off the bus on the seventh day of the first month, she suddenly smiled: "Uncle, I think our Miss Ye must be colorful, colorful, all kinds of colors, and her eyes can be shaken by her." ”

"The children can be taught!" Zhao Nan smiled.

As soon as the two of them were about to enter the door, they watched an old woman come out of it, her eyes were red and swollen, her face was blue, she looked up and saw someone coming in, she stood aside and nodded, very educated.

"Mrs. Mo, don't worry, I will definitely do my best."

Ye Limit said.

The Mrs. Mo nodded, and tears fell: "Then please, I...... I'm really ......."

"Mrs. Mo, please be sure to live well, from today onwards your soul and your life no longer belong to you, it is all mine, I will not allow you to give up all this easily."

The seventh day of the first month looked at Zhaonan, and the two of them looked at each other tacitly: Miss Ye began to fool people again.

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