Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 53

Tan Wenbin bent down and quickly carried Zheng Haiyang on his back.

This is enough to show that while he was working hard on the questions, he also did not neglect learning the professional basics with Runsheng.

This set of standard procedures is specifically used for carrying corpses.

I ran downstairs quickly and came to the infirmary. The door was locked and the medical teacher had gone to eat.

In fact, even if the door is open and the medical teacher is there, he can't help much. The function of this infirmary is to measure students' body temperature, approve leave applications, or prescribe some Qingkailing and Isatis root. Even getting an IV drip is done by asking students to go to the off-campus health center.

Li Zhuiyuan reminded: "Brother Runsheng's tricycle is outside."

Tan Wenbin immediately ran to the school gate with the person on his back. The health center and the school were in a straight line and very close. It would be better to use Runsheng’s tricycle than to ask the teacher to find a car at this time.

A Li got out of the car, walked to Li Zhuiyuan and held his hand.

On the other side, after Tan Wenbin put Zheng Haiyang into the car, Runsheng immediately rode his bike to the health center.

Li Zhuiyuan and A'li walked slowly avoiding the crowd. When they arrived at the entrance of the clinic, Runsheng had already come out.

"Ari, you and Brother Runsheng go back first. I have something to take care of tonight."

Ali nodded.

"Brother Runsheng, after you send A-Li back, bring our stuff with you."

"middle!"

"You saw it on TV?"

“I think this one is more powerful.”

"Ari, there are books and papers in the bag, you can look at them first."

Ali got in the car and held the boy's schoolbag in her arms.

After they left, Li Zhuiyuan walked into the health center. Just as he found out the specific ward, he heard a series of running footsteps behind him. It was the head teacher Sun Qing who came running with two teachers.

The scene of Tan Wenbin carrying someone out of the school gate was seen by his classmates, who reported it to the teacher.

At this time, Zheng Haiyang, who was in a very scary condition in the classroom at first, is now obviously better. He is receiving an IV drip. At the same time, Tan Wenbin is holding a large porcelain jar and feeding him water.

Sun Qing first went to the doctor to briefly inquire about the situation. After learning that there was no danger to life, she breathed a sigh of relief. Then she walked in, took a look at the porcelain jar, and asked:

"Is this tap water?"

Tan Wenbin nodded: "He is very thirsty."

Boiled water can be obtained at will in the hospital, but warm water is difficult to get. Zheng Haiyang kept shouting for water, so Tan Wenbin could only go to the faucet to get it for him.

"More drinking, more drinking."

"No more slowness." Tan Wenbin asked, "You've drunk so much."

"Brother Bin, I'm really thirsty."

"Okay, I'll call you."

After drinking two more porcelain jars, Zheng Haiyang's complexion finally recovered. It was no longer pale, but looked a little swollen.

Sun Qing asked: "Have you notified Zheng Haiyang's parents?"

When Zheng Haiyang heard this, a look of resistance and worry immediately appeared on his face.

Tan Wenbin: "I still..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "I have notified them. His grandparents should be on their way now."

"That's good." Sun Qing looked at Tan Wenbin again, "I asked the doctor, Zheng Haiyang is fine, you can go back to school now, you have an exam tonight."

Tan Wenbin muttered, "Exams are not as important as friends."

"Tan Wenbin, you, go back to school right now!"

The young head teacher has to keep a stern face at all times. If he is not strict, the students will not be afraid.

Tan Wenbin stood up reluctantly, looking like he didn't want to leave.

"Tan Wenbin, no matter what, you can't give up on yourself. Your parents still have high expectations of you."

"is teacher."

It’s not that Tan Wenbin didn’t want to go back to school for the exam, but he remembered what Zheng Haiyang shouted when he was unconscious and his terrifying reaction at the beginning.

He knew that if he went back to take the exam, he would probably miss something again.

Isn't this why he studies so hard?
"Brother Binbin, go back to school and take your exams. Come visit me after you're done."

"I……"

After hearing this, Tan Wenbin was almost certain that by the time he came back from the exam, the opportunity would be gone.

"Teacher Sun, you should go back to school. My parents will be here soon. I will stay here with Zheng Haiyang until his grandparents come."

"Xiaoyuan, can you?"

"Sure, my parents will be here soon. I'll call the school if anything happens."

Li Zhuiyuan then recited the phone numbers of the principal's office, Sun Qing's teacher's office, and the school guard room.

Sun Qing nodded. She still had the tasks of supervising exams and grading papers in the evening. Since the student was fine, there was no reason for her to stay here.

"Tan Wenbin, come back to school with me."

"Okay, teacher." Tan Wenbin slumped his shoulders and followed the head teacher away.

When closing the door, he looked at Li Zhuiyuan with a pleading look, but Li Zhuiyuan turned his back.

There were only two people left in the ward.

Zheng Haiyang said with a smile: "Brother Xiaoyuan, I'm fine now, you can go home too."

He knew that Li Zhuiyuan never attended evening self-study classes.

"I didn't inform your grandparents."

"Oh, really? That's good. They are not in good health and I am afraid they will worry."

"Were you unconscious just now? I mean in the classroom."

“This… I suddenly felt very sleepy, so I lowered my head. When I woke up, I found myself being carried by Brother Bin in the clinic. I was very thirsty and wanted to drink water.

After drinking the water, I felt fine.”

"I didn't see anything in the middle. Did you have any dreams?"

Zheng Haiyang shook his head: "No."

"Think about it again and see if you can recall anything."

Zheng Haiyang thought hard, but finally shook his head: "It seems like I lost track of it. I really can't remember it."

"Well, then you have a good rest."

Li Zhuiyuan moved a chair over and sat down next to the bed.

From the current perspective, Zheng Haiyang has indeed returned to normal, so there shouldn't be anything noticeable if he walks in the negative direction now.

The main reason is that Runsheng hasn't come yet, and Li Zhuiyuan has become more cautious about going to the Yin.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, after I fell unconscious, did I have any special reaction or say anything?"

There is a turtle buried under the sea. Anyone who dares to dig it up will have his whole family killed!
Li Zhuiyuan replied: "It is normal to talk nonsense in your sleep."

"Brother Xiaoyuan, I still feel uneasy. I am always worried about my parents..."

Nowadays, seafarers’ wages are high and their salaries are also high, but high-paying jobs often also mean high risks.

"What's the point of thinking about these things now? After all, we are so far apart. You take good care of yourself. That's what your parents want to see most."

"Brother, you're right. I found that you are really different from us. You feel like an elder."

Li Zhuiyuan closed his eyes. He didn't like this evaluation.

"Don't say such things in front of me anymore."

"Oh, okay, I understand. I'll remember it."

Runsheng came, carrying a set of equipment on his back.

"Xiaoyuan, how is he?"

"At the moment, nothing seems to be wrong."

Li Zhuiyuan pulled out the black canvas, unfolded it, walked to the head of the bed, and covered Zheng Haiyang's face with the cloth.

Although Zheng Haiyang was very confused, he did not refuse and did not even ask what this was doing.

The black canvas didn't respond.

This proves that there is nothing dirty on Zheng Haiyang.

Li Zhuiyuan took out the talisman he had drawn and stuck it on Zheng Haiyang's forehead.

Well, no color change.

It seems that there is indeed no problem.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, this is..."

When he covered the forehead with the cloth, he didn't think it was a big deal, but any normal person would feel inexplicably scared if they saw someone putting talisman paper on their forehead.

"It's a local custom. It has the same effect as calling with a needle."

"Oh, I see." Zheng Haiyang breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Zhuiyuan sat back in his chair and tried to deduce the worst possible scenario.

Something happened to Zheng Haiyang's parents. As relatives, I feel deeply about them. But if my feelings were expressed in such a fierce way, it would be too scary.

What kind of thing, that can curse your entire family to death, can really affect your blood relatives across the ocean?

Tan Wenbin came right after finishing his exams, and as soon as he entered the room he asked anxiously, "Did I miss anything?"

Runsheng shook his head: "No."

Tan Wenbin didn't believe it and looked at Li Zhuiyuan: "Brother Xiaoyuan?"

Li Zhuiyuan also shook his head.

Finally, Tan Wenbin confirmed with Zheng Haiyang, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, saying with lingering fear: "Fortunately, nothing happened."

Zheng Haiyang was very touched and said, "Brother Bin, I'm sorry to have made you worry."

"Uh..." Tan Wenbin avoided his gaze somewhat guiltily, and patted his arm with his hand, "We are brothers, it's only natural."

In the evening, Sun Qing came again to confirm that everything was fine.

When she asked about Zheng Haiyang's grandparents, Li Zhuiyuan replied that they went home to cook and brought them over.

Seeing that there were so many people in the ward, Sun Qing left without any doubt.

Zheng Haiyang wanted to be discharged from the hospital. In order to prove that he was really fine, he walked and jumped on the ground.

Tan Wenbin went to arrange for him to be discharged from the hospital. Not long after he was out, he called Li Zhuiyuan out.

"What's wrong, Brother Binbin?"

"I just saw Zheng Haiyang's grandparents downstairs. They were also checking in for discharge and refused the doctor's suggestion to keep him in the hospital for observation, saying they were afraid their grandson would be worried after returning and not being able to see them.

Brother Xiaoyuan, this is too weird. If something happened to the whole family, then Haiyang’s parents must be…”

"We shouldn't be the ones saying this."

"Oh, that's right. Then continue to process the procedures for the ocean?"

"Well, let Brother Runsheng take him home."

That night, Li Zhuiyuan returned home sitting in the back seat of Tan Wenbin's car. After Runsheng came back, he gave a brief description. Zheng Haiyang and his grandparents did not know that the other had been to the hospital.

The next day, Zheng Haiyang returned to class as usual.

The results of each subject in the monthly exams are also being announced gradually. Starting from yesterday afternoon, each group of teachers has been grading the papers while supervising the exams. The more troublesome part is actually the score statistics, but it can be sent to lower grades to ask younger students to help calculate the scores.

In the Chinese class taught by homeroom teacher Sun Qing, she started handing out Chinese test papers. She called out a name to report the score, and then the student came up to receive the paper.

Chinese is a magical subject. The magic lies in the fact that even if you haven't attended classes for two months, your test results may not be worse than the last time.

But at the same time, it is also a subject that is difficult to improve quickly through intuitive efforts. Excluding occasional special cases, the Chinese scores of students in the class tend to fluctuate very stably within their respective score ranges.

Tan Wenbin looked very happy after getting the test paper because he broke the curse and his score jumped.

Originally, his Chinese grade was at the bottom of the class, but now it is average. He got all the questions in classical Chinese right this time.

This is all thanks to Wei Zhengdao.

He was reading "Records of Strange Tales from the Jianghu", but he was reading very slowly.

When Li Zhuiyuan first read this book, he enjoyed it very much because the handwriting was beautiful, and he could easily read several volumes a day.

Tan Wenbin had to read it slowly, page by page, because there were too many unfamiliar characters and words that he didn't know what they meant. He could only hold a dictionary and keep looking up the annotations and taking notes.

The last result to be reported was Li Zhuiyuan's. When the score came out, the whole class exclaimed in surprise, because the score was only a few points away from the full score.

This is not elementary school Chinese. In high school Chinese, some questions will inevitably result in deductions of points, such as composition. A composition with fewer deductions is an excellent composition.

Getting this score basically proves that you got all the objective questions right.

Sun Qing smiled and said, "In fact, several of us examiners have been troubled for a long time. It is not appropriate to give full marks, but it is also difficult to find other places to deduct points. Although Li Zhuiyuan did not get full marks on this test paper, his answers were perfect, and his handwriting was also very beautiful."

"Okay, come on, let's start talking about the questions on the test paper."

Sun Qing didn't hand the test paper to Li Zhuiyuan, but started to lecture directly on his test paper.

Tan Wenbin pushed his Chinese test paper to the middle, meaning that we should look at it together.

After doing this action, Tan Wenbin felt it was redundant.

Moreover, he felt extremely ashamed when Xiaoyuan looked at his test paper.

"Brother, how did you take the test?"

"Just use the formula." Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the reading comprehension questions. "You don't need to care about the original author's opinion. You just need to figure out the intention of the question setter."

After all, even if the original author writes the reading comprehension of his own article, he will most likely not get full marks.

Tan Wenbin scratched his head and said, "I seem to understand a little bit. It feels different from what I thought before."

“You have to learn how to take exams.”

Here, Li Zhuiyuan was whispering with Tan Wenbin. Sun Qing was standing in front of them but did not criticize or stop them.

However, soon, Tan Wenbin noticed that Xiaoyuan's face darkened.

Because the teacher used Li Zhuiyuan's composition as a model and read it aloud to the whole class.

After listening to it, if he hadn’t noticed that Xiaoyuan’s face looked a little strange, Tan Wenbin would have wanted to say from the bottom of his heart: Your mother is so nice.

But he still asked, "Brother, how do I write an essay?"

"The format should be neat, the beginning and the end should be written in a fancy way, the middle paragraphs should be well divided, and the handwriting should be better."

"That's it? What about emotional expression?"

"It's considered professionalism if the examiner can spend ten seconds reading your essay."

"Fuck me!"

Sun Qing frowned and glared at me.

Tan Wenbin immediately waved his hand and bowed his head to apologize, then continued to move closer to Li Zhuiyuan and said excitedly: "Brother, I think I understand."

After class, classmates began to gather here.

Before, everyone had only heard rumors about the child prodigy, but this time they finally saw him with their own eyes.

Tan Wenbin spread his hands and motioned for everyone to make way: "Everyone, disperse. Don't disturb my brother Xiaoyuan from breathing fresh air!"

His character as the unruly king of the class did succeed in dispersing the crowd.

The next class was mathematics. As soon as Teacher Yan came in, he announced the scores and handed out the papers. Li Zhuiyuan got full marks.

The whole class saluted again.

This math test was actually still a bit difficult, and senior year had just started for a month, so the old knowledge points had not been reviewed yet and many students had forgotten them.

Teacher Yan: "Tan Wenbin, you did well in the exam this time. Keep up the hard work."

Tan Wenbin's face was full of joy. He actually got an above-average score in math this time.

This is nothing for normal middle-level students, as long as they perform normally. But for lower-level students, it is no less than tearing down the Berlin Wall.

Because for lower-level students, science questions are often not a question of whether they are difficult or not, but a question of whether they can do the questions or not, but that they can't even understand the questions. You don't know where to start if you want to try to write something.

"I was thinking, these questions look familiar to me. Tsk tsk, they are indeed familiar with me, but at least they showed some mercy."

In the next class, we will continue to distribute the papers.

When it was English class' turn, everyone's originally numb eyes turned into surprise when they heard the English scores came out.

Teacher Su smiled and explained, "Due to special reasons, Li Zhuiyuan did not do the listening test, but scored full marks on the other test questions. In addition, the results rankings are out, and Li Zhuiyuan ranked first in the school this month.

Okay, let’s talk about the test paper next.”

Li Zhuiyuan silently took out Wei Zhengdao.

In a foreign language atmosphere, it seems more suitable to concentrate on reading, just like playing a suitable background music.

During the break after the third class in the afternoon, Li Zhuiyuan went to the toilet and Tan Wenbin accompanied him.

"Haha, brother, I'm going back to Binbin's house tonight."

This time the results came out, his total score ranked above the middle of the whole grade.

"Okay, Brother Binbin."

Tan Wenbin sang with a pinched throat: "If you don't return to your hometown when you are rich and powerful, it's like walking in brocade clothes at night~"

He had already planned that when he returned, he would put on a sad face and induce his mother to comfort him.

At the same time, before his father took off his belt and prepared to take action, he had to throw the test paper and transcript hard in Tan Yunlong's face!

wrong,

Should I be beaten with a belt first to make my father feel more guilty?

In short, you need to add more pocket money!
Returning to his seat, Li Zhuiyuan dozed off on the table.

After he went home at night, he had to learn painting and study things about dwarfs, so he couldn't focus all his energy on reading.

Class monitor Zhou Yunyun walked to the desk and looked at Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin leaned back in the back seat, his head resting on his arms, and was daydreaming comfortably.

Zhou Yunyun walked to the door and waited for a while, but no one came out.

I had no choice but to walk back and continue looking at Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin noticed her this time and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Come out for a moment."

Because Xiaoyuan was sleeping, Tan Wenbin, who was sitting inside, simply supported the table with one hand and turned over.

As soon as the two of them left, many students in the class began to whisper.

After going out, the two of them stood against the wall of the corridor, and the students passing by also cast special glances at them.

Zhou Yunyun said a little awkwardly: "I want to ask you for a favor."

"Help? No problem. Come on, just smile at me and I'll help you."

Zhou Yunyun was so angry that her chest heaved, but she found it even funnier, and her mouth corners couldn't close unconsciously.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"That's it. Can you ask Li Zhuiyuan to help me with these questions?"

Zhou Yunyun handed over a notebook, and Tan Wenbin took it and flipped through it. There were not many questions, only seven, four math questions and three physics questions. "These types of questions are all in the notebook my brother Xiaoyuan gave me, and they are more complicated."

"how many?"

"There are many books, including mathematics, physics and chemistry."

"Can you... lend it to me?"

The better students are at studying, the more they know how useful it is to practice professional questions, especially in this era when teaching materials are scarce.

Most importantly, Tan Wenbin’s progress proves how valuable these questions are.

Tan Wenbin frowned.

"That... is not possible?"

Zhou Yunyun asked nervously. As the class monitor, she usually had a cold face and rarely showed such an expression.

"I have to ask my brother Xiaoyuan about this, but he probably won't mind. I can lend it to you, but you have to promise me one thing..."

"What's the matter?" Zhou Yunyun took a deep breath, as if she had made some decision, her eyes showing determination.

By doing this, she could no longer deal with Tan Wenbin.

"Uh, it's nothing serious, except that you can only read it yourself and you are not allowed to lend it to others or spread it."

"Of course, is there anything else?"

"No, that's it."

"Oh, okay, I agree." There was some disappointment in Zhou Yunyun's tone.

Even the most studious men and women at this age will inevitably have some beautiful fantasies.

Especially people like Tan Wenbin who have a strong desire to perform and a cheerful personality are more likely to attract attention.

Besides, he was good-looking, with a kind of badass look like those in Hong Kong and Taiwan movies, and his family conditions were considered quite good in the town.

As for the poor academic performance, it is not the main consideration. After all, boys with good academic performance and good looks usually only exist in those small romance novels.

In reality, most of the top-performing male students generally find it a bit hard to swallow.

Unfortunately, under his father's high-pressure education, the most outrageous thing Tan Wenbin did, apart from fighting to protect his classmates, was to steal his mother's money to buy a Tetris game console.

He has the conditions to bully men and women, but he doesn't have the nerve to do so.

Moreover, he had been led astray by someone without realizing it. Now, in his eyes, premature love was simply boring. After all, it was not interesting for a girl to die.

"I have sorted out the questions and will give them to you tomorrow."

"Yeah, okay, thank you."

The two walked back to the classroom together.

The students in the classroom once again shouted in unison: "Oh~"

Zhou Yunyun's face flushed slightly. She quickly ran to her seat, picked up a pen, and started doing her homework.

Tan Wenbin glanced at the entire audience with a disdainful look, pointed at Li Zhuiyuan who was sleeping at the table, and signaled everyone to be quiet.

Then he supported the table with one hand again and jumped back to his seat.

The pocket money given by his family was just a small amount. He knew that it would cost a lot of money for Xiao Yuan to make those tools, so he was inspired and came up with a brilliant idea. He even thought of the advertising slogan:
"Want to improve your test scores like me?
Do you want to get the prodigy’s unique learning secrets?
Do you want to change your destiny overnight?
Then come to me and buy the exercise book!"

In the next class, Li Zhuiyuan continued to sleep.

Tan Wenbin also took a rare break and picked up a blank sheet of paper to start planning. How much should this book cost? Should it be a complete set or in batches?

It’s better to do it in batches. After all, Brother Xiaoyuan will continue to give himself questions in the future.

We won’t charge money for the poor students in the class, just give it away.

We can also give them a share of the profits and ask them to help sell the products to other groups.

Well, can other schools sell it?

It seems a bit difficult now, but maybe it will be possible in the future.

Tan Wenbin turned his head to look at the sleeping Li Zhuiyuan, and encouraged himself:

"Brother, come on, win a prize at the Mathematical Olympiad and make our brand known!"

……

That night, Tan Wenbin did not return to Zhuangzhuang's house.

However, after school the next day, Li Zhuiyuan discovered that Tan Wenbin was never in his seat during breaks. He would gather a group of students in a corner as if they were having a meeting.

During class, Tan Wenbin also started passing notes, seemingly continuing to discuss something.

After school, Tan Wenbin also went back to Li Sanjiang's house and explained his plan to Li Zhuiyuan in the workshop.

“Can I make money?”

"Of course, I did some market research, and everyone in my class wants to buy one, even those sitting in the last row!"

"OK then."

"Do you agree, Brother Xiaoyuan?"

"Ah."

Li Zhuiyuan picked up a spiked whip on the table.

This whip appears in "Record of Subduing Demons by the Right Path" and is called the Demon-Subduing Whip.

Li Zhuiyuan was very suspicious that this was a name Wei Zhengdao had randomly chosen himself.

However, on the one hand, the materials used in making it are expensive, and many of them are simply not available in the normal market. On the other hand, Wei Zhengdao's description of the production method is too brief.

Perhaps in Wei Zhengdao's eyes, anyone who reads his book should have a master.

For things like the Yellow River Shovel, Li Zhuiyuan could reverse engineer the design based on the drawing, but he couldn't do the same for the Demon-Subduing Whip because there was only a pitch-black whip drawn on the drawing.

Fortunately, by reverse disassembling the dwarf's things, I figured out the production process and it can be done.

The black canvas, which is equivalent to a whip shape, has greatly improved practical value. I and Runsheng can each have one. Well, Binbin can make one too if he can make money.

"Brother Binbin, do you have the start-up capital? I mean the photocopying fee?"

"Yes." Tan Wenbin took out a black plastic bag filled with change. "I have already collected the first batch of reservation fees. Didn't you see it?"

"Saw."

"Uh, no, brother, you don't think I'm collecting protection money, do you?"

Early the next morning, without waiting for Li Zhuiyuan or even having breakfast, Tan Wenbin hurriedly rode his bicycle to the printing shop outside the school gate. After bargaining with the boss, he determined the printing price.

After the first batch was bound into books, he returned to school. It happened that the morning self-study class was over, so he was not considered to have skipped class.

As soon as he entered the classroom, he did not rush to distribute the booklets, but put all the booklets at his feet. While the teacher was not paying attention, he picked up a booklet, opened it, and stuffed a piece of talisman paper into it.

Li Zhuiyuan recognized the talisman paper and realized that it was drawn by himself.

Apart from the detection effect, it was of no use at all. He initially thought it was because he didn't draw well, so he drew a lot for practice.

"Brother, when you give me questions in the future, please control the frequency. Don't be too comprehensive. Give questions one by one, or according to the difficulty, elementary version, intermediate version, advanced version, etc.

You know, after this thing is sold, someone will definitely copy it by hand or secretly photocopy it. We have to increase the frequency of issuing exercise books to ensure continued profits. "

"Then you stuff the talisman paper into it..."

"This is a lucky charm you drew yourself. It will ensure you win every exam. You can only get it if you buy the exercise book from our genuine channel."

"Brother Binbin, you have really considered everything."

"That's right. I can't let you work in vain."

The exercise books for this class were distributed quickly, and Tan Wenbin also sold out the remaining quantity for one class in the afternoon. However, he did not sell them himself, but asked his classmates to help him sell them.

After school in the evening, he pushed his bicycle to the printing shop to continue purchasing goods. After handing the goods to the "distributor" classmates, he followed Li Zhuiyuan home.

The first volume of the exercise book sold very well. However, although Tan Wenbin had enough exercise books that Li Zhuiyuan had given him to publish four or five volumes, he was not in a hurry to publish the second volume. He planned to wait until the first batch was digested before publishing the second volume.

The teachers also knew about this. Since the first book was mathematics, Tan Wenbin gave a copy to each mathematics teacher in the grade group.

When Li Zhuiyuan went to the school office to rest again, Principal Wu took the initiative to bring up the issue of scholarships, and repeatedly reviewed the school's lack of consideration and failure to pay attention to the students' family situations.

But soon, the peaceful study life was disrupted.

During the English class, the head teacher Sun Qing walked to the door and called out Zheng Haiyang.

Li Zhuiyuan was sitting at the door and could see the conversation between the teacher and the students.

Sun Qing put her hand on Zheng Haiyang's shoulder, and after a while, Zheng Haiyang burst into tears.

Li Zhuiyuan lowered his head silently. What was supposed to come finally came.

Zheng Haiyang's father had an accident at sea and his body was never recovered.

The accident happened quite early, probably when Zheng Haiyang fell ill, but there was a delay in the transmission of the news.

But even if there was no body, the funeral had to be held. Zheng Haiyang's grandparents were deeply devastated by the news and had no energy to take care of things. Zheng Haiyang suddenly became strong but had no experience in this. In the end, Tan Wenbin asked Li Sanjiang to help with the arrangements.

The day is on the weekend.

Li Zhuiyuan arrived at the funeral and saw two elderly people sitting in front of the mourning hall, crying until their faces were numb.

Zheng Haiyang, under the leadership of Li Sanjiang, went through the procedures one by one. Li Sanjiang kept greeting the guests who came to pay their respects: "I am a young filial son, please do not blame me for my neglect."

"Where is his mother?" Li Zhuiyuan asked.

Tan Wenbin scratched his head: "His mother is fine, but she is too late to come back for the funeral."

Li Zhuiyuan asked curiously, "Is there still a saying about whether it's too late or not for the cenotaph?"

"Uncle Li asked the same question, but his grandparents said there was no need to wait and to do it right away."

"Is the mother back?"

Tan Wenbin shrugged: "I'm back, so why not come to the funeral?"

Tan Yunlong also came. It happened to be his day off and he had nothing to do at the institute. Besides, Zheng Haiyang had been to his house for dinner before, so he came to see if he could help in any way.

As a result, not only was he unable to help, but when he gave the gift, the person who recorded the gift told him that Tan Yunlong had already given the gift.

Moreover, even the pack of cigarettes given as gifts was taken away.

After lunch, Tan Wenbin was called outside by Tan Yunlong.

"Where did you get the money?"

"I've been helping Xiaoyuan sell exercise books lately and I've made a lot of money."

"I asked you to go to school so that you can come..." Tan Yunlong was about to raise his voice, but he saw that his son had lowered his head, so he softened his tone and asked, "Xiaoyuan is short of money?"

"Xiaoyuan likes to play with models and do handicrafts, which are more expensive."

"Oh, then you should help him more and don't affect his study and rest."

"I will."

"You have to maintain your own academic performance as well."

"How can I keep going? I have to keep going. I have to take the entrance exam to Haihe University with Xiaoyuan."

"Your grandfather wants you to apply to the police academy."

"dad……"

"I told him that he could become a police officer in the future even if he didn't have to go to the police academy."

"Dad, you are still good at fooling my grandpa."

"Ah."

Tan Wenbin took the cigarette out of his pocket and put it into his father's pocket.

"Go and keep your classmate company. Spend more time with him."

"Hey."

After Tan Wenbin left, Tan Yunlong walked towards Li Zhuiyuan who was standing in the distance.

"Xiaoyuan, Binbin has troubled you. Uncle thanks you."

"It's Brother Binbin who has been taking care of me."

"Haha, anyway, if you have any problems in the future, just come to me, your uncle. I will definitely ..."

"Uncle Tan, is it true that Zheng Haiyang's mother hasn't come back yet?"

Tan Yunlong swallowed his saliva and asked, "Who told you, his grandparents?"

"Uncle, you told me now."

Tan Yunlong lit a cigarette and whispered, "His mother is back, and his grandparents have also met her."

"What the fuck happened?"

“He’s gone crazy and is now in a mental hospital in Jiuhua Mountain.

His grandparents were afraid that the child would not be able to handle such a huge blow, so they decided to keep it secret from him for the time being.

"You can't keep it a secret for long. The college entrance exam is still a long way off."

“Respect the opinions of the elderly.”

"Uncle Tan, I want to meet Zheng Haiyang's mother. Can you help me arrange it?"

"Tell uncle why?"

"curious."

"You can make up a more appropriate reason, such as you have a good relationship with Zheng Haiyang, and you want to do this out of concern for your friend."

"Zheng Haiyang and Brother Binbin have a good relationship, but my relationship with my classmates is average."

Tan Yunlong blew out a puff of smoke and said helplessly: "The brain of a child prodigy is indeed different from that of an ordinary person."

"Uncle Tan, do you agree?"

"I'll make the arrangements. When do you plan to go?"

"Is this afternoon okay?"

"No, you have to apply for that place in advance."

"Then tomorrow."

"Tomorrow is Monday, you have to go to school."

"I don't have to go."

"Okay, wait at home tomorrow and I'll pick you up."

"Thank you uncle."

The next morning, Li Zhuiyuan did not go out, but painted with A'li in the room.

After Tan Wenbin finished eating the porridge, he asked Runsheng in confusion: "Why hasn't Xiaoyuan come down yet? It's almost too late."

"Xiaoyuan said he is tired and won't go to school today. Please ask the teacher for leave for him."

"okay."

Tan Wenbin went out on his bicycle.

Half an hour later, a small pickup truck stopped on the village road ahead.

Li Zhuiyuan and Runsheng walked out together, opened the car door and got in.

There is a strong smell of seafood in this car. It should be the car borrowed by Tan Yunlong.

"Well, it has a bit of a smell, sorry, please bear with it." Tan Yunlong said as he turned the car around.

Just as he adjusted his head, a bicycle appeared in front of him. He parked the bicycle in front of the pickup truck. He lifted his bangs and tilted his neck, showing the clear and innocent look unique to young people.

"Ahaha, I guessed that you wanted to go out and play secretly without my knowledge. Didn't expect that I already knew everything!"

After parking his bicycle, Tan Wenbin walked towards the pickup truck with a cat-like gait and casually took out a cigarette. Just as he was about to put it in his mouth, he saw Tan Yunlong sitting in the driver's seat of the pickup truck.

"dad……"

Who would have thought that the person driving this car was actually his own father, and there were several rows of blue plastic barrels tied to the back of the car.

Tan Wenbin put the cigarette into Tan Yunlong's mouth.

Then he took out a matchbox and lit a cigarette for his father with a "click".

"Dad, you know I'm worried that Xiaoyuan is unsafe without me by his side. Since you're here with him, I don't have to worry."

"roll."

"okay."

Tan Wenbin immediately turned around and picked up his bicycle, but did not pedal away in a hurry. Instead, he looked pleading and looked back frequently.

Li Zhuiyuan said, "Uncle Tan, this is Brother Binbin's motivation to study."

Tan Yunlong stretched his hand holding a cigarette out of the car window, honked the horn twice, and shouted, "Get in the car."

"Okay! Wait for me, I'll park the car at home."

Tan Wenbin quickly ran back, opened the car door and squeezed in.

Runsheng asked, "Has Xiaoyuan applied for leave?"

Tan Wenbin nodded and said, "Yes, I've called Aunt Zhang."

Then, Tan Wenbin complained again: "Dad, you are such a fool. You chose this car to drive. It's so stinky inside."

"Wait for you to buy me a car when you make money in the future."

"That's no problem, we'll follow each other!"

"Ah."

Tan Yunlong started the car and an hour later, he arrived at the door of the mental hospital.

This place is relatively remote, but very famous because it is mentioned in the local children's jingle. In the local dialect, if you want to scold someone for being mentally ill, you will also say "I will go to Jiuhua Mountain to see you tomorrow."

The guard room was quite strict, and there were two more checks after entering. Finally, the four people were taken to a bench in the corridor outside the visiting room.

The doctor who led the way said, "Zhang Yingai is being visited by someone, please wait a moment."

Tan Wenbin asked curiously, "Could it be that Zheng Haiyang's grandparents brought him to visit?"

As he spoke, Tan Wenbin moved closer to the door. There was glass in the middle of the door, which made it convenient to observe from outside during the visit.

"Hey, it's not Zheng Haiyang and the others. It's a man and a woman, people I don't know."

Li Zhuiyuan also came over and looked inside.

Because the long visiting table inside was placed vertically, you could see the complete side profile of the woman sitting on the outside.

Li Zhuiyuan knew her, Aunt Xu, she was Li Lan's secretary.

The last time Li Lan called back, it was Aunt Xu, who was also from Nantong, chatting with her grandparents.

But why is she here?
Li Lan said on the phone last time that she was going to carry out a very dangerous mission. So is Li Lan back now?
Sitting opposite Aunt Xu and the man was Zheng Haiyang's mother, Zhang Yingai.

Zhang Yingai was wearing a very tight dress, which forced her arms to stick to her body, which meant that she was still extremely aggressive.

But now, she seems normal when communicating.

Until Aunt Xu placed the photos in front of her, Zhang Yingai's expression began to show that something was wrong. She started to get nervous, her eyes gradually turned red, and her body was shaking.

The man next to Aunt Xu was shaking her arm, probably trying to remind her to stop, but Aunt Xu seemed to have asked the most crucial question and the answer might be forthcoming soon, so she continued asking questions.

Then, Zhang Ying'ai began to scream. Her voice was extremely sharp and piercing, and it did not seem like something a normal human could make. Even Li Zhuiyuan and others outside the door could hear it clearly.

"When it wakes up, we will all die. We will all die. Hahahaha!"

(End of this chapter)