She was very worried about whether Yanjun's two-knife skills could really bring her home safely.
If she accidentally plunged into the gutter, would she still need her head?
"Yes! If there's anything you can't do, come on up!" As Feng Yanjun said this, he already got on the bicycle and turned around to wave to her.
Feng Yanhong still maintained a skeptical attitude. When she first learned to ride a bicycle, she insisted on borrowing a car to take her out for a ride. As a result, she was knocked over. The injury was not serious, but the car was damaged.
Not only did he pay him two yuan, but he was still injured and his mother chased him and beat him all over the company.
Although my cycling skills have improved somewhat in the past two years, on this dark and windy night, I still have several miles to go home.
Walk back?
No, my legs are weak and I can’t walk that far. Forget it, just trust him again!
"Hey ~ Yanjun, Yanhong, haven't you left yet?"
Li Zhong, who was wearing a green police uniform, and Li Boshan, who was wearing a blue shirt that was not old yet, stood one behind the other under the light in front of the door.
"Uncle Li, you just got off work?"
Feng Yanjun looked at Li Zhong with admiration and a beaming smile.
Feng Yanhong glanced at Yanjun, "Well, it's still the same as before, except for a big tail, otherwise it can really swing."
"Uncle Li." Feng Yanhong also called out affectionately, but her eyes finally fell on Li Boshan.
It turns out that at this time, his thin, semi-old shirt was obviously not able to hold up, and there was still some mud on his trousers and cloth shoes. Did he just come back from the fields?
Feng Yanhong's gaze made Li Boshan a little confused. He slowly put his hands into his trouser pockets and looked around but didn't know where to hide.
"Then let's go back together."
Li Zhong's words broke the silence and finally made Li Boshan breathe a sigh of relief.
The Li family actually moved out of the No. 8 Peasant Brigade a few years ago and bought a house in the field. However, because their third son got a rare disease and were desperate for money, they sold the house again and the family moved back to the old house in the No. 8 Peasant Corps.
Feng Yanhong gritted her teeth, got into Feng Yanjun's car, and staggered out of the compound. As a result, Feng Yanjun almost dropped her before she could ride far!
Feng Yanhong stood two or three steps away from him, glaring at Feng Yanjun with widened eyes, feeling unspeakably angry.
She saw the big stone from afar, and reminded him specifically that he actually rode up the road on such a wide road without any hesitation!
If she hadn't been prepared and jumped down, she would have been knocked down by him again!
"Hey, sister, I really didn't mean it. I really didn't see that stone..."
Feng Yanjun held the car with one hand and patted the back of his head with the other, smiling playfully and apologizing without sincerity.
"Haha~ Little Sichuan also does bad things?"
Li Zhong's hearty laughter broke Feng Yanhong's tense situation.
Following the sound, Li Zhong and Li Boshan stopped behind the two siblings.
"Yanjun, give the car to Boshan and I will take you."
Li Zhong seemed to have a majestic aura in his heart, and he nodded to Feng Yanjun like a patriarch, with a smile on his lips.
"Uh...Uncle Li, if you hadn't led me, I would be lighter than Yanjun."
Feng Yanhong paced around hesitantly. Although she was not a shy person, if someone saw Li Boshan giving her a ride, someone in the team might gossip.
It didn't matter to her. Anyway, people on the team spread gossip about their family, so it didn't affect her at all, but she couldn't accept their arrangement of Li Boshan.
"Hey, you little girl, you still look down on your Uncle Li, don't you? Don't just bring such a big little Sichuan with you. If you give me four or five more, your Uncle Li can still ride. Hurry up and get in the car and come back early.
Home."
Even in the darkness, she could see that Feng Yanjun was full of joy. The moment Li Boshan took over the bicycle, he almost jumped out.
She stood there, watching him happily and jumping into Uncle Li's car.
He, he just left his sister where she was!
Suddenly something was stuffed into her hand, and the coldness made her tremble all over. The hand was squeezed again, which made her hold the thing without throwing it out.
The hand holding her was a hand, and it left without leaving a trace. If the residual warmth hadn't been there, she might have thought it was just an illusion.
"Hold the flashlight."
"Oh, okay." Feng Yanhong lowered her head and took a look. Sure enough, it was a flashlight. An old-fashioned flashlight had not been seen for many years.
After hesitating for a moment, Feng Yanhong finally accepted the fact. She probably didn't have enough strength to walk home now.
I sat on the bicycle lightly and slowly, holding the flashlight in one hand and still hesitating where to put it with the other.
"Hold on." Li Boshan said coldly again, shook the car slightly and rode out.
Feng Yanhong didn't know why she was panicking. After hearing his cold words, she became even more panicked. She had just thought about grabbing the hand on the back seat, but suddenly she didn't know where to put it.
The moment the car drove out, she swerved backwards and instinctively reached out to grab him, grabbing him around his waist.
"Hmm~"
She knew that this force was not light, and Li Boshan's muffled sound made her even more confused. After sitting firmly, she quickly moved her hand away and raised it high.
"Yes, yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
Feng Yanhong felt her face go numb, and she wished she could find a mouse hole on the roadside and crawl into it right away.
But an idea came to my mind for no reason, it felt very good...
Even though it was only for a moment, her cheeks immediately burned and her head shrank down.
"It's okay, just sit still and hold the flashlight higher."
Li Boshan hesitated for a moment before speaking. His tone was still cold and he couldn't tell whether he was angry or not.
Regardless of whether he was angry or not, she didn't dare to say anything more. He was not Feng Yanjun. Yanjun would believe whatever she said, but he always had a good mind. If he said anything wrong, he might really miss something.
.....
In fact, it was nothing, so what would he do if he knew? Anyway, she had never been able to hide anything from him.
Just how many people would believe in such a thing as rebirth? Besides, no matter whether they are superstitious or not, if this matter is revealed, it will only do harm to her, not any good, so it is better for her to stay away from him now, in order to avoid
He guessed it.
The two were silent for a long time, and Li Boshan actually spoke first.
"Is the injury on your head okay? Has the doctor discharged you?"
Feng Yanhong was a little hesitant. In 1987, they didn't seem to be very familiar with each other, nor did they care about her like this.
There was even a period of time when I would always ignore her with a nose that was not my nose and my eyes that were not my eyes when I saw her.
So much so that when he showed up later, she almost forgot that she had such a friend since childhood.
"No, it's not a big deal. I'll be fine in two days. The doctor prescribed some medicine and sent me back."
The sudden concern now, and his arrival like a divine weapon descending from the sky at that time, caught her off guard.