Zhuoying

Shi Yu's wounds were all bruised and swollen marks, concentrated on the back.He felt that it didn't matter, but Zhong You still applied a few plasters on him, which were all spares brought back from the town's medical center earlier.When sticking it, the cold fingers walked on the swollen and hot place, causing him to tense his muscles involuntarily.

When it's over, Yu pulls on his shirt, sits on the stool and watches Zhong You come to the front and stand in front of him, a little higher than him.

"Does it still hurt?"

Shi Yu looked up at Zhong You and hummed.Well, he lowered his eyes again and nodded.

"It's good to know it hurts, and learn a lesson." Zhong You froze again, thinking that he must have done this to others more than once.Looking at Shi Yuban's drooping eyes again, Zhong You breathed a sigh of relief, and said to him: "It will be better after tonight, and it won't hurt if you don't touch it by this time tomorrow."

Shi Yu whispered: "It's troublesome."

Zhong You felt that he was not his elder, so he couldn't reprimand him.But Zhong You regarded him as a friend worthy of deep friendship, so he had to change the method.

"Shi Yu." Zhong You leaned over slightly, resting his hands on his lap.In this way, his gaze was lower than that of Shi Yu, he raised his eyes slightly, and said: "You can't use this method to scare people every time, it won't work."

Shi Yu looked at him quietly.

Zhong You said slowly, "If you missed just now." He gradually squatted down, raised his head and said softly to Shi Yu, "What should I do?"

Shi Yuben looked at Zhong You quietly, but he seemed a little bit unbearable to be looked at like this.

Or it was expected by Zhong You.

What he often does to cover up is to raise his hand to rub his messy hair, look away, and say, "Can I pat Mr.'s head?"

"Huh?" Zhong You, who was about to be a good gentleman and reasoned, was taken aback, "What?"

Shi Yu turned his gaze back, paused in his hair, and said, "Can I pat Mr.'s head." He quickly continued, "Just a moment."

"……touch."

Shi Yu's palm fell gently, his brows and eyes slightly stretched, and he gently rubbed the soft hair.This gentle touch seems to fill up the place where he just broke the embankment, miraculously turning his irritability into calm.

The strangeness of Mr.

Zhong You squatted down and let him touch and rub his hair, which made Zhong You feel a little hot.Because I have long passed the age of acting like a baby, I have never acted like a baby at home.

It seems that Shi Yu is a few years younger.

Zhong You coughed lightly, and Shi Yu withdrew his hand.He straightened his clothes and smiled at Zhong You.

"I remember."

Zhong You didn't know, "What do you remember?"

Shi Yu leaned over, raised his finger this time and tapped Zhong You's eyes lightly, and said, "I've memorized everything you taught me." After speaking, he stood up and said, "It's too late, sir, go to bed earlier."

Zhong You, who hadn't had time to say anything, watched him speechless as he straightened up to the door, then turned around and said to himself, "It feels very comfortable to the touch."

Then open the door and go out, close the door and leave.

Zhong You was still squatting on the spot, his eyes gradually opened wide, thinking in amazement.

Mr. hasn't spoken yet.

But the person has gone.

Su Shuo found out about it the next day.

Compared with mad dogs, Su Shuo selfishly described that his sixth brother would rather use mad dogs.Although they are not good names, they have a little more bottom line than Mad Dog.He and Shi Yu have known each other for many years, knowing that there are some things that cannot be taught back, but he thinks that this extra bottom line can hold Shi Yu back.

Let him still be a good person.

Su Shuo looked at the throat of the man with the injured arm. Just looking at the strength of the fingers made people feel frightened.If Zhong You hadn't come out, if... Su Shuo hadn't continued to think about it.He looked at the man silently, making the man a little creepy.Last night Shi Yuna's exposed canine teeth almost entangled the man all night, making him afraid to sleep.

"The people from Shenshui Village came here to block people." Su Shuo stood up, "What's wrong."

The man shrunk his injured arm, hummed there, and said in fear: "Shiliu really wanted to kill me! Look!" He pointed to the marks on his neck, "With this strength, if I don't come to him, he won't." You might let me go!"

"Fart your mother." Su Shuo kicked the bench on one side, and brought up the man, "Don't confuse me, you brought a knife and came here in the middle of the night to block people, the law doesn't allow it? Go to the town's yamen and sit down honestly A few days!"

The man trembled in fright at the sound of the bench clanging. He looked at the yard like a frightened bird. Seeing that Shi Yu hadn't come out, he grabbed Su Shuo's arm and said, "Brother, is it Brother Su? Look at the injury, this, is it still there?" With this, it’s terrible!” He was so angry that he wanted to show Su Shuo all his injuries, “Do I still dare to stay in the town? Not even for one night! What if he catches up? Who will save my life? This madness, I don’t want to die at this time, don’t drag me! Besides, if he hadn’t made this move that day, how could I come again? Big brother, big brother is reasonable! This thing can’t happen We have to leave it to Mr. Meng!"

I don't care about this matter at the moment, and if I put it at the master's place, I will be beaten up.

Su Shuo bowed his head suddenly, grabbed the man tightly, and said viciously: "Then get out of here! If you are afraid, don't sway in front of this man!"

The man said again: "Then, Mr. that broke my brother's head with a brick, should we give an explanation for this matter?"

"Talk about your size!" Su Shuo sneered, "Mr. Zhong saved your life, how dare you say that?"

"Hey, hey!" Seeing his face change, the man immediately gave in, and said, "Let's go, let's go! Let's go now!"

After everyone left, Su Shuo stood at the gate of Shi Yu's Courtyard for a while.The sun was scorching right now, he was sweating and hesitated at the door.I could see into the courtyard, no one came out, but I could vaguely hear the widow humming something behind the curtain.

Su Shuo's back was stinging from the sun, he leaned on the low stone wall, and thought: I must discuss it with Master.

He felt that Shi Yu couldn't go on like this.

Because the one who can hold Shi Yu down is definitely not Shi Yu himself.

Shi Yu didn't know what kind of disturbance his elder brother caused because of this incident, he just came back to sleep.When the widow's singing could be heard intermittently, he turned over.

Didn't sleep well.

Shi Yu stood at the corner of the wall, and the widow Shi called him from behind, calling "Yu'er" loudly.He didn't dare to turn his head, and the villain, who was only as tall as a table, stuck himself against the corner desperately, shaking all over.

But the widow did not let him go.With sharp nails, the woman grabbed his shoulders and back, pulling him in front of her.A sweaty hand pinched his cheek, he didn't understand, but he didn't cry, he just shook his body and didn't say a word.

When the widow suddenly changed her face, she turned into a ghost covered with thick powder, grabbed his throat, and screamed: "Little beast! Little beast!"

His throat was stuck so hard to breathe, and the pain squeezed his life.His own young face suddenly turned into the man from last night, and he occupied the original position of the widow, watching the man roll his eyes and stick out his tongue, on the verge of death.The violent collision was squeezed to the critical point, and he couldn't resist the suppressed hostility.

"Shi Yu."

Someone squatted beside him, tugged his sleeve lightly, and said softly with peach blossom eyes: "What if I lose my hand?"

Shi Yu took a heavy breath, Zhong You slid his cold hand from his sleeve to his, and said comfortingly: "Shi Yu."

Shi Yufan sat up.

The sweat on his temples kept rolling, his eyes were a little red, and he was panting slightly.

It was dark outside.

The widow had already stopped singing.

The dark room was so heavy that it was difficult to breathe. When Shi Yu touched his neck, the woman's finger seemed to be still on it.

Suddenly, he wanted to see Zhong You very urgently.

I want to hear Zhong You ask again what to do.

I want to touch that soft and clean hair again.

This urgency surged in his chest like hunger and thirst, as if it was the only tenderness that could save him from such a dark situation.He immediately grabbed the clothes on the side of the bed, opened the door and walked out.

The night is already very deep.

Shi Yu stepped out of the courtyard while pulling on his clothes, he ran, and ran along the stream to the small fenced courtyard.There was no wind at night, only the sound of his breathing.

The fenced yard is a little further ahead.

Shi Yu quickly reached the fence gate all the way.

Panting for breath, he brushed up his sweat-drenched hair, and suddenly squatted down outside the fence gate.

What is he doing.

Shi Yu's panting gradually subsided, he squatted there and stared at the toe of the shoe in the dark.I don't know what I'm doing, and I don't know why I'm doing it.He ran to the door and regained his sanity.

Late at night.

What was he doing outside Mr.'s door?

Is he really satisfied with just listening and touching again?

The owl at night made a cooing sound from where it stood, the night was thick, and there were shadows everywhere.He doesn't need to stand in any shadow.

He is in the shadows.

The next day.

Su Shuo arrived in the town early in the morning, and the Mongolian Pavilion opened early, so he went in with ease and greeted people he knew along the way.In the innermost part, there is a small square courtyard, separated from all sides, and stands alone behind the main house.

Master was already boxing under the walnut tree in the courtyard.Su Shuo didn't bother, stood aside and waited for half an hour, seeing Meng Chen stop, he approached handkerchief and tea.

Although Meng Chen's hair is gray, he is hale and hearty, and still retains his marching demeanor.He took the towel to wipe off his sweat, moistened his throat with tea, and said, "It's not time to ship, why are you here?"

"I can't decide what to do, so I have to discuss it with you, Master." Su Shuo hesitated holding the empty cup.

Meng Chen nodded, folded the napkins neatly, and said: "Xiao Liu has fought with someone again?" He turned his eyes and said sharply: "What about others?"

"I didn't tell him when I came here." It was dawn at this moment, and the sunlight from the east cast on the eaves. Su Shuo stared at the shadows under the eaves, and said sadly: "Besides, he can't handle this matter himself. Years ago You asked him to practice calligraphy calmly, and he was okay in the library. This time, after all the dirty things have been done in the village, I don’t think he touched the pen anymore. No one is pressing him, and I think he himself has noticed that it’s not good. gone."

"If you can detect it, you can still pull it back." Meng Chen put his hands behind his back, frowned and said, "He is a stubborn donkey who doesn't like to make a sound, so he has to be tied and smoked, and he is always awake. Conscience, that's the only way to suppress his tyrannical appearance." Then he said: "You said you came to discuss with me, what did you think of?"

"That Mr. Zhong, what do you think?" Su Shuo said: "He is kind and a gentleman. Xiaoliu is not in a hurry to get married, even if he stays in the school for another year or two. The small yard was tidied up, and the widow Shi was taken to the town to be taken care of by my mother-in-law. Xiaoliu will stay in the village and learn from Mr. Zhong for a while, so as to grind his temper."

"Zhong Baiou." Meng Chen walked a few steps while reciting the name, but didn't answer right away.

This surprised Su Shuo, because the master went to Pu's house to lobby and sell the land for Mr. Zhong at first, and asked his senior brothers to help him from inside and outside. process.For Mr. Zhong, if he didn't appreciate him, why should he do this?

"Mr. Zhong is not easy to invite." Meng Chen stopped, remembering someone, curled his lips, "Let's not talk about his teacher's temperament. Even Xiao Liu himself is afraid that he won't be able to get along with him."

"Then you guessed wrong." Su Shuo poured another cup of tea with a smile, offered it to him, and said, "Xiao Liuai went to Mr. Zhong. I think he is really convinced. Mr. let him read, and he can still be with you." Mr. said some tricks in the book. Do you think he has done this with anyone in the past?"

Meng Chen was also a little surprised, and said: "Really?" After getting Su Shuo's affirmation, he laughed and scolded: "This bastard, I told him the biography of Jinghou before, and he could sleep right away. Why is he so eager to learn now?" He thought for a while, and said, "Just let Zhong Baiou teach him..." His gray beard twitched, and he suddenly laughed, "Okay, let Mr. Zhong teach! Mr. Zhong's teacher is as high as the sky, and now his students I taught it to my student and asked him to take a look after a few years, but he can still tell the difference between leftists and royalists!"

Su Shuo immediately said: "Then I'll go back now and talk to Xiao Liu."

Meng Chen waved his hand, "Go, thank Mr. Zhong well." He said: "If I have time later, I will visit in person."

Su Shuo responded and retreated, went back to Lianti Village, went straight to Shi Yu's courtyard, but was in vain.

At that time, the widow stood leaning against the door, her rose-red skirt and frost-white face.She flicked Su Shuo's eyes with her fingertips, and said, "Shiyu is not here." She glanced at Liaoxi, and said with a sneer, "Now he only goes there like a demon, and he goes out before dawn. It’s not dark and you don’t come home. You say that my mother is indiscreet all day long, so he can’t justify it here, right?” Her eyes were stained with malice, and her words seemed to be poisoned, “What’s a man’s name? Broken sleeve? Master Rabbit ?”

Su Shuo was about to turn around and stopped, but the five-year-old and three-year-old man stopped, his face sank, and he said: "Listen to what Auntie is saying, don't treat Xiao Liu as a son, and don't pour dirty water on people. "He had been dissatisfied with the widow Shi for a long time, but now he paused, and continued: "Xiao Liu has a sense of propriety, and Mr. Zhong is not someone who can get dirty with these dirty words. Just stop talking and leave it to Daddy Shi. decent!"

After Su Shuo finished speaking, he left, and when he heard the widow's sneer lingering in his heart, he heard the widow's sudden voice.

"This little bastard fell out of my stomach. How could I not know what he was thinking." He clasped his hands together while laughing and said, "Shi Tingzhou, oh Shi Tingzhou, you got a good son! Don't you believe it? Let's see, let's see..."

Su Shuo quickened his pace, leaving behind the faint sound of incantation.