terrifying

Shishang stopped at the door, his body straightened up, he didn't turn his head after all, and chuckled lightly: "What's the matter, you've been shot by bullets, are you afraid of being bitten by mosquitoes?" After speaking, he strode out.

Yu Jiaye's face instantly turned pale, and his chest heaved violently, as if he had just finished a marathon.

Yu Bo shook his father's arm, eyes full of worry: "Dad, are you okay?"

"It's okay... don't be afraid, the matter is over, Dad will take you home now."

The policeman came over, took Yu Jiaye's ID card, looked it over carefully, and asked suspiciously, "Are you his father? Sign here."

Yu Jiaye is only 33, it is really hard to believe that he has such a big son.

After signing the relevant documents, Yu Jiaye led Yubo out of the police station and got into the Nissan car parked outside the yard.

The second time to put on the seat belt, although Yu Bo was still clumsy, but he managed it by himself.

It was already noon when the car drove back to the city, and the road started to be congested again. Yu Jiaye pointed to a row of restaurants and asked, "Are you hungry? Why don't we go have lunch first?"

"I'm not hungry, I still have a hamburger here, let's go home quickly!" Yubo took out the hamburger and realized that it was given by that nasty Zuo Shishang, so he threw it at his feet angrily.

Yu Jiaye didn't understand, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

"No...it's okay, my hand is cramping."

Yu Bo bent down and picked up the hamburger, thinking, it's shameful to waste it, he can't blame the food because of Zuo Shishang, who knows that every piece of Chinese food is hard work!

Yu Jiaye thought that Yubo was still in shock, so he smiled and comforted him: "Okay, we'll go home right away, you can eat hamburgers to deal with it first, and Dad will cook something delicious for you in the evening."

"Hmm..." Yu Bo peeled off the wrapping paper, took a bite, and chewed viciously, as if he was eating Zuo Shishang's meat, and asked while eating, "Dad, is that Zuo really your friend?" ? Why do I feel that his attitude towards you is not good at all?"

"That person... is like that." Yu Jiaye's voice was very calm: "He is my direct student and your alumni. You have to call him uncle in terms of seniority. He is not a bad person, but he has a bad mouth. This is a misunderstanding, in the final analysis, the fault is that I shouldn't be late... It's okay for him to teach you a few words, just treat it as listening to the elders, don't take it to heart."

Yubo lowered his eyes, bit his lips, "I'll pay him back from a part-time job."

"No need, he's not short of the money." Yu Jiaye thought for a while, and then urged: "Don't tell your mother about this, so that she won't worry."

Yubo's mother, Li Limei, was a tough rural woman. If she heard that her son had been frightened and wronged like this—Yu Jiaye was worried that she would rush over by train overnight, grab a kitchen knife, and go to Zuo Shishang desperately.