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Gu Yaoyang raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "Can't see it? Of course I'm throwing you in."
Chapter 14
Lin Yuyan immediately begged for mercy, and even said a few nice words to escape this disaster.
Shao Zheng's bun stopped at the intersection, just opened the car door to prepare to get down, saw the picture in front of him, slipped his feet, and almost sat on the ground.
"You, who are you?" He didn't expect Lin Yuyan to appear here, let alone lying on Gu Yaoyang's body, could it be, "Injured?"
Gu Yaoyang said, "No." Put the person down and let him move around on his own before getting on the bus.
Lin Yuyan was a little embarrassed and didn't explain too much. He jumped a few times obediently, said "thank you" to Shao Zheng, and got into the car together.
He won't...haven't left? Shao Zheng was puzzled, holding the steering wheel and looking back through the rearview mirror.
Gu Yaoyang leaned on the back of the chair to sleep, Lin Yuyan sat next to him and grimaced. He didn't dare to blatantly, and was always sneaky, maybe he leaned too far. Gu Yaoyang opened one eye and glanced at him, and he immediately turned his head. Obediently lying on the window and watching the scenery.
But there is a fart scenery outside to see? On the other hand, a shanty town was demolished not long ago, and the wheel of a car ran over it, and the sky was filled with loess.
"Yao Yang."
"Um?"
Seeing that Gu Yaoyang woke up, Shao Zheng said, "I'll go to Uncle Zhou later to fix something for him, will you go?"
Gu Yaoyang casually said "um", he should be going.
Shao Zheng glanced at Lin Yuyan, who had raised his ears again, and asked, "Is he going?"
Lin Yuyan immediately replied, "I'll go!"
Gu Yaoyang chuckled and said, "Are you a follower?"
Lin Yuyan snorted twice, not wanting to admit it, but his behavior at this moment was indeed very similar.
Wenchang Street, where Uncle Zhou did not seem to live, was even more remote than Wenchang Street. It was almost in the suburbs. The van drove through an abandoned train lane and stopped on a tree-lined road a few dozen meters away.
At ten o'clock in the morning, the sky was getting hot again, and Zhizhi on the tree was making noises, and the wind was blowing on him, and it was actually chilly. Shao Zheng took out a toolbox from the car and stepped up to the steps in front of him.
The steps are not too wide, with self-built simple buildings on both sides. Uncle Zhou's house is on the left. There is a small red-painted door. There is a bamboo and rattan chair at the door, and a dozen potted flowers are placed next to the chair.
Shao Zheng knocked on the door, and after waiting for a few minutes, an old man in a wheelchair opened the door.
"It's so early today?" He glanced at Shao Zheng, and then saw Gu Yaoyang. He seemed a little surprised, and said with a smile, "Yaoyang is here too?"
Gu Yaoyang nodded and said lightly, "Let's see if you will leave."
Both of Zhou Bo's trouser legs were empty. After hearing what he said, the surprise in his eyes disappeared immediately, he turned the wheelchair unwillingly, and turned away.
Shao Zheng coughed and stepped into the room first. Lin Yuyan blinked, followed behind Gu Yaoyang, and walked in together.
Uncle Zhou's house is a bit special, it's not big, but it's full of flowers and has a lot of potted flowers, especially the one with the rising sun. Many Lin Yuyan can't name them.
The light in his house was broken and the water pipe was blocked. Shao Zheng went to the water pipe. Gu Yaoyang picked up a chair, stood on it, and unscrewed the light bulb.
Lin Yuyan couldn't help, so he squatted among the flowers and looked up at him, still thinking that he should be a good person.
"Drink some water." Zhou Bo turned his wheelchair and handed him a cup of fragrant flower tea.
Lin Yuyan hurriedly thanked him, and sat on the small bench handed over by Zhou Bo.
"It's the first time I've seen you." Zhou Bo looked like he was only in his fifties, but his face was wrinkled a lot. His eyes were set into deep concave sockets, his hands were rough, but his temperament was very refined, he asked. : "Is it Yaoyang's friend?"
Lin Yuyan was worried that the situation like Grandma Hu would happen again, nodded directly, and said his name with a smile.
Uncle Zhou seemed very relieved and said with a smile, "It's rare, Yaoyang will make friends too."
This sentence sounds familiar, and Grandma Hu also said it.
Lin Yu asked inexplicably, "Why...is it rare?"
Uncle Zhou basked in the sun with him for a while, and his eyes stayed on Gu Yaoyang, as if recalling something.
He said that it would have been five or six years. At that time, Gu Yaoyang was only twelve or thirteen years old. When he was found, he collapsed at the intersection of Wenchang Street, his upper body was bandaged, and a lot of blood was seeping out.
If this kind of thing happened somewhere else, maybe someone would have rescued him, even by calling an ambulance for him or calling an ambulance. But the people of Wenchang Street have more or less experienced some things, and they have suffered from outside scorn, and they have long lost that sympathy.
Even if he did, he wouldn't dare to step forward. He was injured too badly, and it didn't look like a normal fight. So no one wants to get into trouble. He probably lay there for a day, and when he got a little strength, he got up and slowly moved to the place where he lives now. Zhou Bo was his neighbor at that time, and his legs were still good. When he went out, he was startled by his embarrassed appearance. He wanted to go around, but he stopped him.
Gu Yaoyang handed him some money at the time and asked him to help buy medicine.
Uncle Zhou thought for a long time before agreeing. He took the money and went to the nearby hospital to buy some wound medicine and some bandages. Watching him do it himself.
Zhou Bo asked Lin Yuyan if he had been injured?
Lin Yuyan stretched out his index finger that was about to heal, not sure if this counted. If bumps and bumps are not counted, then he doesn't seem to have been injured, and he has been well protected since he was a child.
Uncle Zhou nodded: "Then you shouldn't be able to feel the pain. The thin gauze sticks to the cracked wound, and it is attached to the tender meat that has just grown, and it is pulled down little by little. My heart trembles when I see it. , but he didn't say a word."
Lin Yuyan listened, and his heart tightened. He knew that the scar would definitely hurt.
Uncle Zhou said: "Afterwards, I helped him deliver meals a few times. And Mrs. Hu, who is also kind-hearted. Knowing that there was such a child on the street, she followed me to deliver it in turn."