"My wife Wang Shuang." Xiao Xueliang briefly introduced his wife, and then said to her: "Meng Yan made an indelible contribution to my promotion this time."

"Sister-in-law, don't listen to Brother Xiao's nonsense. He is the one who has the ability." Meng Yan did not take credit.

Wang Shuang curled his lips and said, "After so many years of marriage, how can I not know who you, Brother Xiao, are? He is a man of old-fashioned and unrestrained person, and he has overwhelmed his sense of justice. If no one helps, he will never be able to get promoted in the next life!"

Xiao Xueliang laughed and said, "It's still my wife who knows me."

"Xiaoyan, sit down. I'll go to the kitchen to cook, and let you Brother Xiao have a drink with you later." Wang Shuang returned to the kitchen with a smile.

"Come on, drink some water." Xiao Xueliang quickly poured tea.

There is no airtight wall in the world.

Xiao Xueliang has heard of the calligraphy class. Because Meng Yan helped Xie Wenjun to save the situation, he was able to speak in front of Xie Wenjun.

His promotion this time was entirely due to Meng Yan.

Meng Yan politely took the tea cup and was about to drink tea when a heart-wrenching scream suddenly sounded in the inner room, which made people's eardrums hurt.

"What's going on?" Meng Yan was startled.

Xiao Xueliang's expression condensed, he quickly got up and rushed to the inner room. Wang Shuang also rushed out of the kitchen, holding a shovel in his hand, and headed straight to the inner room.

When he opened the door of the inner room, a young man of thirteen or fourteen was curled up in the corner of the wall. He looked frightened and his expression was frightened, and his body was completely in a state of intense stress.

"Xiaofeng, don't be afraid!" Xiao Xueliang squatted down and hugged him gently.

Wang Shuang quickly turned on the music player in the room and played a soothing and quiet style "The Curse of the Heart". Then, she hurriedly took out a bottle of medicine from the drawer, poured out a pill, and handed it to Xiao Xueliang.

Xiao Xueliang fed the pills into the young man's mouth, but his body was still shaking violently, and his mouth made another harsh scream.

"Needle!" said Xiao Xueliang.

Wang Shuang quickly searched for the injection needle in the drawer, and took out a bottle of medicine. She skillfully used the injection needle to draw the medicine liquid, squeezed out the air, and handed it to Xiao Xueliang.

Xiao Xueliang took the needle and carefully performed an intravenous injection.

Soon, the liquid took effect.

The young man's body gradually relaxed, and his eyes and expression gradually calmed down.

The couple struggled for a while before sending the child to bed to rest. The young man who had been injected with the medicine fell asleep softly.

The two of them exited the room.

Wang Shuang returned to the kitchen with a haggard face, and Xiao Xueliang gently closed the door with a bitter expression.

Meng Yan sat in the living room, trying to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

Xiao Xueliang sat down on the sofa beside him, took a sip of tea, and said slowly: "Sorry! Xiao Feng... has some mental problems."

Meng Yan listened silently.

Xiao Xueliang smiled bitterly and said, "Do you feel a little strange after coming to my house? I think I shouldn't live such a shabby life with my income, right?"

Meng Yan nodded.

"The money is spent on treating illness." Xiao Xueliang sighed: "Before the child got sick, I also had a house in the city. Your sister-in-law and I both taught in public schools. Although they were not rich, their lives were still good. After the child became ill, they needed someone to take care of him. Your sister-in-law was forced to resign. He spent money on treating the child. After spending all his savings, he could only sell the house. The dilapidated place he lives in now is actually rented."

Meng Yan: "No wonder you never socialize. I thought you were arrogant by nature."

"If conditions permit, who doesn't want to eat some barbecue, drink some wine, and blow some calfskin?" Xiao Xueliang sighed: "There's no way. Social engagements have to be spent. If you invite me today, I have to ask for it back, otherwise I will be poked and buried by someone. If I can't afford to invite guests, I won't participate."

After a pause, he said, "Originally, I didn't want to leave the public school. I just wanted to be stable and have little pressure. But my family was short of money, so I had to go to the education and training company to earn more."

Meng Yan didn't know what to say, so he had to comfort him: "It will get better."

"I hope this is the case." Xiao Xueliang said lightly, "Do you know why I want to invite you to my house for dinner?"

Meng Yan: "I don't understand very much."

Xiao Xueliang said seriously: "When you come to my house, you can know how much this kind of kindness you have to recommend me to be a team leader! You can also know how important the money you earn as a team leader is to me!

Since Xiaofeng got sick, you have been the only guest my family invited.

I don't know how to repay you, but I am grateful to you from the bottom of my heart!

Thank you, Meng Yan!”

This gratitude is sincere.

"What's going on with Xiaofeng?" Meng Yan asked.

"I don't know either." Xiao Xueliang's expression was bitter, "A good child suddenly became unhappy. At the beginning, he woke up in the middle of the night. He was obviously sleeping well, but suddenly woke up in shock and sweat all over his body. When asked about his situation, he was talking nonsense, all of which were delusions.

Later, the situation became more and more serious. Not only was it shocked when sleeping, but it was also shocked during the day. Even during class in school, I suddenly screamed and my body reacted violently.

Your sister-in-law is cooking in the kitchen, and he insists that the house has caught fire; a car drives by the roadside, and he insists that the car hit him; a martial arts film is being played on the TV, and he yells that the villain inside has come out and wants to kill him...

Your sister-in-law and I realized the situation was serious and sent the child to the hospital. But the hospital could not find out the reason, so we could only use drugs to control it.

As time goes by, the condition becomes worse and worse. Ordinary medicines can no longer control the condition. They have to buy high-priced imported medicines. The dosage of medicines is getting bigger and bigger, and the frequency of medicines is getting higher and higher."

"How long has it lasted?" Meng Yan asked.

"It's almost three years."

Meng Yan: "Xiaofeng's room has brushes and rice paper, and his calligraphy is well written."

Xiao Xueliang: "Xiaofeng got this strange disease and couldn't go out. The more new things he came into contact with, the more likely he was to get sick. We didn't even let him watch TV. He was locked in the room all day and had to find something to do. Your sister-in-law arranged for him to practice calligraphy. Perhaps it was because of practicing calligraphy that you could be calm and practice calligraphy seriously, which would relieve the condition more or less."

After saying that, Xiao Xueliang said apologetically: "I shouldn't have talked about these heavy things when I invite you to have dinner."

Meng Yan: "Brother Xiao, I'm very happy that you didn't treat me as an outsider."

The two chatted for a while and Wang Shuang's meal was ready.

She cooked a portion of beef, steamed a piece of fish with fermented black beans, stir-fried a portion of green peppers, cooked a portion of meatball soup, plus a stack of peanuts, a stack of cold dishes, and a portion of shallots mixed with tofu, making a table full of them.

"I haven't drunk for two or three years. Today, we brothers have a good meal." Xiao Xueliang took out a bottle of Moutai.

Meng Yan hurriedly said, "Brother Xiao, I don't know how to use white wine. It's better to keep Moutai. It would be a waste to invite me to drink Moutai."

There are thousands of bottles of Moutai.

Moreover, the bottle of Moutai that Xiao Xueliang took out was old-fashioned and obviously had been treasured for many years.

Xiao Xueliang refused to accept it, and directly unscrewed the bottle cap and said, "Brother, I am very shabby and have nothing to show off. This bottle of Moutai has been around for some time and I have been reluctant to drink it. It is opened today to express my gratitude." Without waiting for Meng Yan to refuse, he poured the wine into the cup.

The scent of wine slowly drifts out, refreshing the heart.

"Come on, let's go first." Xiao Xueliang raised his glass.

Meng Yan drank it all in one drink, it was spicy and mellow in the throat.

Good wine!

Wine is a good wine, and the feelings are more real!
Chapter completed!