CHAPTER XVIII

"Toot" Niu Mingguang's mobile phone vibrate.

"Hello?" Niu Mingguang picked up his mobile phone, his eyes still staring at the computer screen,

"How's it going?" Du Yao's voice came,

"I don't know, we haven't found anything yet, what about you?"

"Forget it, hang up." Then the blind voice came.

"How?" Niu Songze lay on the sofa and didn't even open his eyes,

"Go home as soon as possible and talk about it." Niu Mingguang said lightly,

"Forget it, hang up." This is the code word of their generation in the family, which means "wait for everyone to arrive and then discuss", this code word was first proposed by Niu Yixuan, and this time Du Yao said it again, which shocked Niu Mingguang's heart, too familiar, "It's been a long time." He said lightly, got up and walked to the bookshelf, his eyes fell on a photo, it was a group photo of the three brothers, he gently stroked the photo, and his tall body began to shake slightly.

"Don't think about it yet," a slight tremor came from his shoulder, "Let's go to dinner, it's not too early." ”

"Okay." Niu Mingguang said quietly, "It's not early." ”

Tomorrow Night Middle School

With a "bang", the wooden door of the infirmary was violently pushed open by Liu Yanyan, "How is it?" Liu Yanyan rushed to Zhang Mengke quickly,

"No, it's fine." Zhang Meng was a little surprised by Liu Yanyan's arrival, and even her speech became unnatural, and her originally flushed face became slightly pale.

"Doctor, what's her condition now?" Liu Yanyan asked a little anxiously,

"It's nothing, just do cold compresses, hot compresses and take some medicine." The school doctor was a little surprised by Liu Yanyan's anxiety,

"But her face is ...... now," Liu Yanyan frowned,

"I guess it's scary." The school doctor lowered his voice and said, "Your face was good when you weren't there just now. ”

"Oh." Liu Yanyan looked at Zhang Mengke beside her, who looked confused, "Are you really okay?" ”

"It's okay." Zhang Mengke shook his ankle tied to the ice cream.

"This ice cream?" Liu Yanyan pointed to a large bag of ice cream next to her and asked,

The door was gently pushed open, and Le Zheng Yixiao walked in gently.

Zhang Mengke pointed to Le Zheng Yixiao, who walked in, and said, "He bought it." Before I knew it, a hint of pride flashed across my face

"Teacher." Le Zheng Yixiao bowed slightly to Liu Yanyan,

"You're hurt too?" Liu Yanyan was a little puzzled,

"My stuff is falling." Le Zheng Yixiao pointed to the cross-bag placed next to Zhang Mengke and said,

"Here you go." Zhang Mengke handed over the bag,

"Thank you." Le Zheng Yixiao took the bag and said softly, "Teacher, I'll go first." ”

"Wait." Liu Yanyan stopped Le Zheng Yixiao, who was about to go out, and patted Zhang Mengke, who was flushed, "Don't you have anything to say to him?" ”

"What, what? No. Zhang Mengke lowered his head,

"You should say thank you to him." then hit Zhang Mengke's head with a critical blow,

"Thank you." Zhang Mengke said softly,

"Not necessarily." Le Zheng Yixiao looked at Zhang Meng, who looked nervous, and couldn't help but feel a little funny, "Don't put ice cream on it all the time, it's best to leave it on for fifteen minutes and cool it for five minutes." ”

"Oh."

Le Zheng Yixiao walked out of the infirmary and paced slowly in the corridor, "What is this?" He muttered.

"Tell your dad, or tell your mom?"

"Huh?" Zhang Mengke didn't react for a while, thinking, "How can it be like I did something wrong and was asked to see my parents?" ”

Liu Yanyan sighed, "I mean who will pick you up." ”

"My parents are not at home, they are on a business trip." Zhang Mengke said in a bit of a panic,

"Zhang Mengke, I don't mean to find your parents to discipline you now." Liu Yanyan is about to collapse, and what Zhang Mengke says now is exactly the same as the excuse she made when she made a mistake and called her parents.

"You call my sister, they're really not here." Zhang Mengke looked out the window and said quietly.

The ancestral house of the Niu family

Du Yao sat at the desk and said softly, "Why bother? ”