dhibooks Chapter 17 Doubts
Chapter 17 Doubts
After witnessing all this, Cheng Du inevitably had doubts about the child.
"Tan Yuan, how did you get the injury on your face?"
During the exercise between classes, Cheng Du became inattentive for the first time, and asked while turning around in the sixth quarter.
"what?"
Qin Yuan was taken aback, touched the bruise on the left side of his face in embarrassment, and said falteringly: "It's nothing, just... just fell when I went out to play with Tan Xiaobo, hahaha."
"Really? Could it be that someone raped you?"
Cheng Du glanced suspiciously at Tan Xiaobo's direction and asked.
"...How could it be! Who dares to rape me, hahaha..."
Tan Yuan didn't dare to say that he and Tan Xiaobo didn't even dare to go to the video game room because they were raped.
So humiliating.
Cheng Du thought so too, Fang Zhimo couldn't have done that to Tan Yuan and the others.
So what happened to what I saw that day...
No matter how suspicious he was, Cheng Du still cared about the children.
Maybe he was born to be a troublemaker, seeing Fang Zhimo picking up things while eating, he couldn't help all kinds of worries.Even Tan Xiaobo often laughed at him, skipped dating and getting married, picking up such a half-old son for nothing.
"Faded?"
Cheng Du saw that the child sitting across from him started scratching the plate after taking a bite, so he picked up a chopstick and tasted it: "I think it's okay."
"It's not dull, it's just... quite boring."
Fang Zhimo swiped a few more times, and put some rice into his mouth: "Hey Cheng Du, what do you think you were born for?"
Cheng Du stared at him inexplicably for a while, and finally said slowly: "It's not for anything, just live."
Fang Zhimo poked the bowl, thought for a while and said, "Alive? What if life is boring?"
Cheng Du pushed his glasses and said solemnly, "That has to live."
Fang Zhimo snorted, and as soon as he put down the chopsticks, his eyes began to roll.
Cheng Du looked at him helplessly, and knocked on the bowl: "Eat quickly, I can go home after eating."
Fang Zhimo straightened his back from the chair suddenly, and said with bright eyes, "Why don't you go back today and stay at my house."
Cheng Du pushed his hand away from his own, and said seriously: "Fang Xiaomo, eat quickly."
Fang Zhimo snorted, picked up the chopsticks, and gave him a white look: "It's boring."
boring?What's so interesting?
Cheng Du thought for a while, and suddenly felt that this topic was quite dangerous.
Because it's boring, do you find someone to rape you?
Cheng Du has always wanted to talk to Fang Zhimo about this topic, and now seems to be the right time.
He sat upright, looked at Fang Zhimo who was pulling lean meat on a plate, and said, "Fang Zhimo, I want to ask you something."
Fang Zhimo hummed, and secretly buried the vegetables Cheng Du gave him under the rice: "Ask."
Cheng Du frowned, and gave him another chopsticks of vegetables like an old father: "Balanced nutrition."
The child couldn't avoid it, frowned and ate the vegetables, while eating, he looked at Cheng Du with dark eyes: "What exactly do you want to ask?"
The old father looked at his son with a soft heart.
The child is so good, it is impossible to do such a thing.
There must be some reason.
What is the reason?
Do you want to ask?
Asked people should be sad.
Cheng Du himself was so entangled that he was dying, but the child finished his meal in twos and twos, put down his chopsticks, and turned on the TV to watch cartoons.
"Hey, Fang Zhimo!" Cheng Du pulled the remote control in his hand, and decided to ask clearly, "That, that day, those uncles... what happened to those uncles?"
Fang Zhimo blinked, and said innocently: "What day is that day? Who are those uncles? You should make it clear, I don't know how to answer you for being so thoughtless. Remote control, I want Look at Seiya."
"Hey, you don't do your homework anymore?" The topic was immediately diverted, and Cheng Du put the remote control behind his back, "There are several channels of Saint Seiya playing, and we finished watching at 08:30."
"Do it, do it after reading it. Give me the remote control," Fang Zhimo used his usual moves, "Xueba, watch the clock, it's time for you to go home."
"Tsk, you finish your homework before reading."
Cheng Du saw him being foolish, so he simply stuffed the remote control directly into the pocket of his school uniform, turned around to pack the dishes, and was about to go back after washing the dishes.
Unexpectedly, after a while, his pockets were empty, Cheng Du looked down, Fang Zhimo shook the remote control in his hand, and changed channels with a smile.
Cheng Du had no choice but to press the child lock on the TV, then put the remote control away, put it in his school uniform vest, and said word by word: "Do, work, homework."
Fang Zhimo stared at Cheng Du's vest with bright green eyes for a long time, and finally muttered: "Just do it, you're ruthless." At the end, he added the word hum.
The old father Cheng Du sighed, and automatically skipped that matter.
It's impossible for my son to be so cute and violent, that's right.
Seeing that September is over like this, the noisy life is quite fulfilling.
In the golden autumn of October, the annual carnival feast for primary school students is coming.
——Autumn outing.
Autumn excursions were the privilege of elementary school students at that time. At that time, children were easy to discipline, and parents were not as tricky as they are now. Therefore, almost all schools will organize children above the third grade to go out to participate in group life and exercise. Children's hands-on ability, Zidi School is no exception.
"Tomorrow's outing, our class is divided into six groups. Each group needs an iron pot, a rice cooker, a shovel, a cutting board, 2 catties of rice, vegetables and meat. I will write the specific requirements on the blackboard. First, the group leaders are responsible for arranging and implementing the tasks, do you hear me?" The old class stood on the podium and made demands on the already excited children below.
"Listen~See~" The children's long-drawn-out answers resounded throughout the classroom.
"You're happy when it comes to going out to play? Be obedient to me, and advance in the team lined up by the teacher. The monitor leads the team. Do you understand?" The old class said to the children in the audience with a straight face on purpose.
"It's clear~ clear~"
Loud answer.
The old class was so excited by the children, he nodded and walked out after writing the requirements, standing outside the classroom door and watching secretly.
Children in the fifth grade, it's time to develop their corresponding organizational skills.
"Okay, then Luo Ming brings the pot and shovel, Liu Hao brings rice and cutting boards, Li Xia and Zhang Li bring vegetables, Lu Qizhou brings 2 catties of meat, and the others bring seasonings and snacks. If you haven’t brought it, you won’t have anything to eat tomorrow, do you understand?”
As soon as Qin Yuan got the task, he set up a lottery. This method is the simplest and fairest.
"Squad leader, what about me?"
Fang Zhimo was assigned to Qin Yuan's group, and accidentally caught the word "maneuver".
Qin Yuan smiled: "The mobile personnel are responsible for bringing snacks and tablecloths, Fang Zhimo, bring snacks."
Fang Zhimo blinked, glanced at Cheng Du, and said, "Squad leader, our team has a lot of mobile personnel. I think Cheng Du's team is short of people, why don't you let me go and help them form the team? Isn't the teacher Did you say that we should help each other and unite our classmates?"
Tan Yuan counted the heads of his team, and there was indeed one more person. Thinking about Fang Zhimo's reason, he nodded and agreed: "Okay, I'll go and say hello to their team leader."
Fang Zhimo propped his head up and watched Tan Yuan discuss with Cheng Du. Seeing Cheng Du turn his head to look at him, he quietly made a V.
Cheng Du pushed his glasses, the corners of his lips curved up almost invisibly, and nodded to him.