NOVEL FROG Chapter 527 The first uncle-nephew meeting
Song Chuxiao looked at the other person and knew who the person in front of him was without saying anything.
He just wanted to go.
I saw the female doctor who was helping him take out the bullet, stumbling over.
Bowing to the middle-aged man, tears were all over his face.
"Teacher, I, I did something wrong, wuwu..."
Realizing what his teacher was looking at, he turned his gaze.
His face turned red.
People came to your door.
"Teacher Kan, I'm going to apologize to him."
You must not let yourself be implicated in the teacher's reputation.
The female doctor exhaled and sniffed.
strode over.
A stagger.
Suddenly, the whole person fell forward.
Ooooh, it hurts so much.
Song Chuxiao felt that this female doctor didn't look very smart.
"Xiaoyu, are you okay?"
The female doctor suddenly got up and said, "Teacher, I'm fine."
She looked at Song Chuxiao apologetically, "Well, I didn't mean it just now, I..."
"What happened just now? I'm fine."
The female doctor looked at his expressionless face and said, "Are you really okay?"
"It's okay, thank you just now."
Everyone has a first time, and I am also very nervous when I go to the battlefield for the first time.
Behind me, I saw the man walking over with a smile on his face.
He patted his shoulder and said, "Boy, you performed well."
Song Chuxiao called out in a deep voice, "Uncle."
"Big? Great uncle?"
The girl's eyes widened.
"You call teacher..."
"Xiaoyu, go and do your work."
"Okay, okay."
She glanced at Song Chuxiao and Kan Ziping curiously. Ever since she met the teacher, he was alone.
She thought the teacher was an orphan like her.
I didn’t expect that he had a family.
But why have I never heard him mention it?
The uncle and nephew looked at each other.
To be honest, the eldest uncle looks much older than the second uncle.
The whole person is in his fifties, and he does feel full of vicissitudes of life.
There are a lot more wrinkles on his face, and he even looks older than his great-uncle.
It is conceivable that his life has not been very comfortable for so many years.
After so many years, since he went abroad when he was young, he has never returned home.
Every year, the family only knew that he was still alive based on one or two letters he sent back.
It's not like the people at home didn't want to find him.
But whenever there is news, he always leaves from there.
As time goes by, everyone also knows his determination.
He didn't understand it when he was a child. When he grew up, he followed his uncle Qiao Zian several times to visit an uncle named Wan Ziqian before he understood it.
Every time he was curious, Uncle Qiao Zian would always pat him on the head.
"From now on, you just need to respect and love him like an uncle."
He looked at Uncle Wan Ziqian who was always very gentle to him, and he also liked it very much.
And he is also very educated and knows everything.
But one of his legs is disabled.
He had asked why he didn't want to be treated by her mother.
At that time, he still remembered Uncle Wan Ziqian saying, "People, in this life, they always need something to tell themselves what pain is."
Now looking at his uncle in front of him, he thought of Wan Ziqian.
His thoughts were pulled back from the distance.
"Uncle, have you always lived here?"
Kan Ziping stretched out his rough hand to take the water from his nephew's hand, as if he was saying a simple thing.
"There are too many wars and disputes here. Every one can be saved. Children need culture. I am just a simple teacher."
teacher?
Although he is young, he also knows that Kan Ziping is a figure in the army.
"Axiao, you are a good person, do your job well, don't be like your uncle, you are a..." A coward who ran away.
No, what I want more is to do what he has not finished.
The two chatted for a long time.
After all, Song Chuxiao still failed to convince Kan Ziping.
Before Song Chuxiao retreated, he found a phone number and called his mother Li Qingran.
Tell me the situation.
On the other end of the phone, Li Qingran was silent for a long time.
"Okay, come back."
Song Yan saw that his originally happy daughter-in-law suddenly became sad and worried after she hung up the phone.
"Ayan, Sanbao said he met his eldest cousin."
Song Yan was stunned, "Kan Ziping?"
"Well, tell me if I should tell my aunt."
"My aunt is not young anymore. The only thing she has cared about these years is cousin Ziping. I can't bear to hide it from him."
In the end, the two decided to tell Qiao Zian about the matter first.
Unexpectedly, the accident came suddenly.
Li Qingran received the call in the middle of the night.
"Ran Ran, something happened to Wan Ziqian."
When they arrived at Wan's house, Wan Ziqian was lying on the bed, like an old man.
He aged particularly quickly among these people, and the years of burden in his heart had already made him gloomy.
"have a look."
Wan Ziqian's sister sat on the bed wiping tears.
She originally came to see her brother, but unexpectedly she saw him lying next to the bed.
She quickly called Qiao Zian.
Li Qingran stepped forward to check his pulse.
"I have been hurt for too long. Teacher Wan is like this..."
She didn't say the next words clearly.
Qiao Zian felt uncomfortable, "How long will it take?"
"Only three months."
Three months? Qiao Zian's brows furrowed into twists.
Li Qingran pulled his sleeve and walked outside the house.
"Brother, I didn't tell you that Sanbao met his eldest cousin abroad."
Qiao Zian was silent for a long time.
"Let him come back. You have to see him for the last time."
Li Qingran also meant the same thing.
When Song Chuxiao received a call from his father, he thought it was some important mission.
I had already set off, but when I heard about this, I immediately turned around and went back.
At this time, Kan Ziping was still in school.
He hesitated for a moment before knocking on the classroom door.
"Teacher Kan, I have something to say."
Kan Ziping was surprised, "Didn't you go back?"
"Uncle Wan Ziqian is in trouble."
The chalk in Kan Ziping's hand fell directly to the ground.
"wait for me."
That night, Kan Ziping didn't say a word, he was silent.
Until arriving in the capital.
He felt like he was in another world.
Looking at his mother holding him and crying in front of him, his eyes turned red.
He seems to have done something wrong.
"Go, go, go see the kid."
Qiao Xiaman was held in Kan Linwen's arms, trembling with tears.
Kan Ziping pursed his lips.
He knelt on the ground with a plop and kowtowed three times to the two of them.
Running towards the car outside.
"Okay, once you come back, you won't leave."
Qiao Shaman cried again.
When he arrived at the familiar Wanjia courtyard, Kan Ziping paused.
Does he... still hate himself?
Scene after scene passed before his eyes.