"Boil three bowls of water into a bowl of medicine. Drink it when you get home. Come over immediately after drinking the medicine at noon tomorrow, and I will give you acupuncture."
In Guangzipian's health clinic, Wang Yan ordered the middle-aged male patient in front of him, and then said a few words to the patients behind him, asking them to come back tomorrow.
"Brother Li, I have something to do, so I have to leave today."
This Brother Li is his leader, named Li Weiguo. Before he really came here, their conditions were not much different. They both combined Chinese and Western medicine. Chinese medicine was not good, and Western medicine was not good either.
Li Weiguo, who was sitting at the adjacent table, waved his hand generously: "Go, go, it's already past four o'clock, we should leave soon."
Wang Yan nodded, stood up, took off his white coat, hung it aside, and greeted Zhou Bingkun, who was sitting on the hospital bed inside, dangling his legs stupidly: "Let's go, Bingkun."
"Ah good."
Zhou Bingkun was thinking about how to talk to Shui Ziliu and Luo Shibin then. He didn't know what to do. After hearing Wang Yan's greeting, he quickly stood up and followed him out of the health center.
Wang Yan doesn't own a bicycle. His father used to have one, but it's worn out after he hasn't ridden it for so many years. If he bought it new, it would cost one hundred and eighty yuan, not to mention industrial tickets. It wasn't that he couldn't afford it, but he felt he didn't need it. After all, it's not that far from the city, so it's not too strenuous on the legs. As for when he went to other people's homes to give people injections, most of the time they would come and pick him up. It's not anything else. I'm afraid that they will forget about their own family when they get busy, so I want to remind them.
He was sitting in the back seat. Zhou Bingkun pedaled the car hard, gritting his teeth and his face turned red: "Brother, why are you so heavy?"
"You just know? Hurry up, push hard, finish your work early, and wait to go home for dinner." He weighs a little more than 200 pounds, which is quite stocky.
"If you ask me, just buy a bicycle. You are not short of tickets and you have money. What can I say about these two wheels? They are better than your two legs."
What Zhou Bingkun said is the truth,
"My range of activities is only limited to a small area, and I don't travel as far as you do to work in a factory. If I buy one and don't even ride it, wouldn't that be a waste of money?"
Zhou Bingkun stuttered: "Sooner or later, you have to buy this thing. I didn't forget it before, but what about in the future? If you want to get married, you must have three big things. You have an old sewing machine at home and can handle it. My uncle has a watch." I’ve left you an old Shanghai man, so I can’t miss a bicycle, right? If you don’t ride one, won’t your wife still ride one?”
"Then let's talk about it. If you buy it now, go there."
They were silent all the way, and after twenty minutes of pedaling, they arrived at an abandoned warehouse that Zhou Bingkun and Shui Ziliu had agreed upon, a little distance away from the optical film. It would have been good to have more than ten minutes, but Wang Yan was too serious, and Zhou Bingkun's speed was slower, which wasted time.
Outside the warehouse, Zhou Bingkun set up his bicycle while panting: "Take me when you go back. I'm tired from this journey."
Wang Yan nodded with a smile and patted his shoulder: "Let's go and meet them."
Thinking of what he was about to face, Zhou Bingkun's face darkened. He nodded heavily and followed him into the dark warehouse.
It's past four o'clock, almost five o'clock, and it's already dark. Naturally, there are no lights in the abandoned warehouse. The two of them entered through the door. They couldn't see clearly what was going on inside, but they could still clearly see the flickering light in the sky.
"They have arrived. The one smoking is Shui Liuliu, and the one beside him is Luo Shibin."
Hearing his soft introduction, Wang Yan said nothing and continued walking forward.
Their footsteps broke the silence in the empty warehouse. Shui Ziliu inside and Luo Shibin all looked at the door. After seeing the two figures, Shui Ziliu threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his lame leg: "Bingkun, didn't I say that I would only let you come here? What do you mean by bringing someone here this time?"
"He is my brother. I have something to discuss with you this time." Zhou Bingkun's voice was trembling, suppressing the anger in his heart.
Shui Ziliu was a little confused: "We have something to discuss? Is there anything we need to discuss between us?"
Luo Shibin's voice sounded: "Zhou Bingkun, are you looking for death? What did we tell you? You didn't take us two brothers seriously either."
At this time, Wang Yan and Zhou Bingkun had already walked in front of them.
He had always been straightforward, and he saw Luo Shibin's shoehorned face clearly when he got closer. Without saying a word, he just went over and kicked him to the ground. Then he waved his hand without looking back: "Hit him."
Zhou Bingkun was a little confused. He didn't expect his good brother to be so powerful. After he realized what he was doing, he didn't care about it and rushed forward to hold down Luo Shibin who was kicked and couldn't move and beat him severely.
Shui Ziliu was a sensible person. Seeing that Wang Yan was tall and powerful, he could clearly see the power of the kick just now. He knew that he was a cripple and was not enough, so he could only watch Zhou Bingkun beat Luo Shibin with foul words, and listen to Luo Shibin's words. Scream. He frowned and looked at Wang Yan, who was smiling beside him: "Brother, what do you mean? We have no grievances in the past and no enmity in recent times. It's not good to hit someone when you come here."
"There's nothing wrong with it. If you don't establish your authority first, can you two talk to us brothers?"
"Then that's enough. Binzi was almost beaten to death by Bingkun, so that's almost it."
Wang Yan looked at him blankly: "Then let's beat him to death."
People under the eaves had to lower their heads. Shui Ziliu took a long breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and watched Zhou Bingkun beating there without saying a word. It's not that he doesn't want to persuade, but he's afraid that if he does, he'll be beaten too, and he really can't commit the crime.
The force of that kick was so great that Luo Shibin felt that all his internal organs had been displaced, so he had no power to fight back against Zhou Bingkun's violent beating. But he was not willing to be beaten like this by an honest bastard. When he was beaten in a daze, he randomly defended himself from the punches and kicks, and at the same time reached out and took out a dagger from his pocket, and then Just waving randomly: "Come on, come on, hit me, you bastard, I will fucking kill you."
While he was taking out the things, Wang Yan had already stepped forward to pull the out-of-control Zhou Bingkun back. At this moment, looking at Luo Shibin, who was staggering to his feet and waving the knife randomly, he stepped forward, grabbed his wrist, and snatched the knife away. , and kicked him away again.
"You still dare to use the knife? Bingkun, keep fighting until you die."
Zhou Bingkun put his hands on his knees and was dressed in rough clothes. Looking at Luo Shibin who was lying motionless on the ground, he hesitated: "Brother Yan, why don't you forget it? You really deserve to be beaten again."
Shui Ziliu saw the opportunity and interjected: "Yeah, brother, stop fighting. Don't you still have something to talk about? Let's talk about things, talk about things."
Wang Yan took out his cigarette, gave Shui Ziliu a cigarette, lit it and blew out the cigarette: "During the time when I was sending the money, Bingkun and Zheng Juan fell in love. They happened to be old enough, so they wanted to give Zheng Juan a cigarette. Juan married. But Zheng Juan didn’t hide it and told Bingkun about the child. Now let’s talk about how to deal with this child? "
Shui Ziliu was silent for a long time, and glanced at Luo Shibin, who was lying on the ground groaning: "Isn't it enough that we gave thirty-five?"
"You, Tu Zhiqiang, and him, you three are all beasts. If we really pursue the investigation, you should all be shot. No one can escape. A woman's innocent body, a child who should not have appeared. Tell me, you What is enough? Enough to pay for the sins you have committed? Or enough to comfort yourself?"
Zheng Juan did not do it voluntarily, she must have yelled and knocked down some things with thunderous bangs in the process. It's not like you can't hear sounds even if you drink too much. It was the water that flowed by itself, and Tu Zhiqiang didn't care. Maybe it's because as a 'real friend with feelings', when the love is strong, this room is like this, that room is like that, everyone does their own thing...
Wang Yan shook his head and pushed out the imaginary scene in his mind: "Do you want the child? If you want it, then wait until the child is born and you can take it away. If you don't want it, then don't come to harass me in the future. Tell me, what are your plans?"
Without water to speak, Luo Shibin, who was about to die, struggled to say: "No."
"You've been beaten up like this, and you can get rid of it so easily. You are really good. Since you don't want to, then stay away from them in the future." Wang Yan took two steps forward, stepped on Luo Shibin's hand with the sole of his shoe, and touched the water. Ziliu said: "Starting from today, I will give you fifty yuan every month. Is there any problem?"
"It's too much, brother. Thirty-five is enough to live on for a family of four. The two of us took risks and earned this money. Yes, no amount of money can make up for the harm we did to Zheng Juan, but our abilities are limited. , we can’t make much money even if we come here for a month.”
This is a lie. Some people exchange tickets for money, and some people exchange money for tickets. This time it is money. According to Wang Yan's understanding, even with a little fuss, you can still get it for one hundred and eighty yuan a month, not counting other popular supplies.
But he had no intention of arguing with Shui Ziliu about these useless things. "He said no, what do you say?" He squatted down and put the knife across Luo Shibin's neck.
The knife was sharpened by Luo Shibin, and it only used a little force to cut the outer layer of skin on the neck.
As soon as he felt the coldness on his neck, Luo Shibin shuddered when he looked at Wang Yan's unwavering eyes. His somewhat confused mind came to his senses, and he spoke quickly: "Here, I'll give it."
"Very good. You don't have to give money to Bingkun in the future. Just give it to me at the Guangzi Diao Clinic." Wang Yan patted Luo Shibin's face with the blade of his knife: "Don't embarrass Bingkun secretly, and don't appear in front of them. ,understand?"
"Ming...understand."
Wang Yan chuckled lightly. The promises he made now are all nonsense. When the fear now is forgotten, when he feels that he can do it again, he will do whatever he needs to do.
He looked at Shui Ziliu and said, "Take the money."
Shui Ziliu sighed. He wanted to be reasonable, but it was obvious that he had no intention of trying to reason with him. But what they did was wrong, there is no doubt about it. He took out an envelope containing thirty-five yuan from his pocket, took out another fifteen yuan and stuffed it in, and handed it to Zhou Bingkun, who was watching silently and trembling a little.
After taking the money in a daze, Zhou Bingkun said without thinking: "Thank you, Brother Shui."
Shui Ziliu was a bit confused, but thinking that the person he had inquired about before was an honest child with a good heart, he put on a smile and nodded.
"This is what they should do, what are you thanking?" Wang Yan slapped him on the back of the head angrily, ignored his grinning, kicked Luo Shibin on the ground, and watched the water flow: "The only people who know about this matter are Zheng Juan and the four of us. If I hear any bad news outside, you two..."
"Don't worry, we did something wrong, but we are not that crazy yet. We are not prepared enough this month. Next month we will give one hundred, which is considered as part of the money for Bingkun and Zheng Juan." Shui Ziliu patted Zhou Bingkun. On the shoulder: "Zheng Juan is a good woman. You two can live a good life in the future."
"You don't need to say it." Zhou Bingkun slapped his hand away: "Brother Yan, let's go."
He casually threw the cigarette butt on Luo Shibin, raised his foot and crushed it out. Seeing the hatred in his eyes, Wang Yan flicked the knife and pierced his ear. He raised his eyebrows at him with a smile, and then turned around and hugged him. Zhou Bingkun, still trembling a little, walked out.
In fact, according to his opinion, it is best for the child to be beaten. But it's not that Zheng Juan never thought of spanking her child before, but Zheng's mother wouldn't let her. Even if she gave birth to her, she could give it away, but she couldn't spank her. Zheng's mother is a kind-hearted old lady. She picked up Zheng Juan and Zheng Guangming and raised them one after another. They lived so hard and still did good deeds. It was impossible for him to force Zheng Juan to beat the child. In fact, even if he forced it, Zheng Juan would not agree to it given his character.
To put it bluntly, it was Zhou Bingkun's wish, so all he had to do was ensure that the two of them lived a good life. The past is irreversible, the future can be changed, but now...that's it.
Wang Yan was pushing his bicycle, holding a cigarette in his mouth. Zhou Bingkun was walking slowly beside him. He hit Luo Shibin with all his strength. His fists were broken, so it was normal for him to feel a little weak.
"Thank you, Brother Yan."
"Thank me for prodding you to raise other people's children?"
"Brother, that's all what I want." Zhou Bingkun straightened his clothes, tore off the skin on his fists, and looked at his good brother with a grin on his face: "I really like Zheng Juan, otherwise you say, who can Want this? Without so many things, I wouldn't have known Zheng Juan. Then this thing caught up with me. What else can I do if I don't get it? Who told me to care about her? As long as It's enough for her and me to live a good life. As for the child, I will be his father when he is born, and we are the only ones who know about it. Except that he was not born by me, it is no different from my child. "
"You comfort yourself very well." Wang Yan nodded with a smile: "If you want to thank me, thank yourself. You are a living Bodhisattva."
"I don't even know whether you are praising me or hurting me."
"Of course I am praising you. You dare to think, dare to do, and dare to take risks. Bingkun, you have surpassed most people in the world."
Zhou Bingkun grinned stupidly and turned to ask: "Hey brother, then we took their money and beat Luo Shibin half to death, why should we report them?"
"Wouldn't it be stupid not to take it if you have the money? They should give it to them, and they should bear the risk. Let them take the risk, why not get more money for you? Take it first, and then the child will be born. The cost will be even greater, and we will wait until the child is born to deal with the rest." Wang Yan waved his hands and said: "Okay, don't tear it up, go to the health center to deal with it before going home."
"Okay." Zhou Bingkun let out a long breath: "Brother, after beating Luo Shibin today, you don't know how comfortable I feel. The fire in my heart has been suppressed for a while, but it all came out today. That bastard should be beaten to death."
"Actually, it's okay if you beat him to death."
"Brother, you think I'm stupid, so that's what I said. If I beat him to death, I won't be able to pay for it with my life. Such a pushy person is completely unworthy."
"Think about it, that warehouse is quite far away from Guangzi Film. No one goes there except children playing around. I also asked about it before. Shui Ziliu and Luo Shibin have no relatives, and no one cares about them even if they die. As long as Let’s take care of the bodies and no one will notice that there are two less scum in the world.”
Zhou Bingkun looked at Wang Yan with some horror: "Brother, you can't take risks. Really, don't be so aggressive. You are the only one in your family. If you are involved because of my affairs, then I can't live up to my uncle." Is there still an aunt?"
"I'm just teasing you, I'll scare you." Wang Yan flicked the cigarette butt away with a smile, got on the bicycle and pedaled slowly: "Come on, your mother should be anxious at home, let's deal with it quickly and get back."
Zhou Bingkun trotted and straddled the back seat flexibly: "You scared me when you threw the knife just now, but I know you are accurate. Now that you say this, I am really scared. Brother, don't do anything stupid. .”
"Look at you whining like a bitch."
"Then take ten yuan for this money, brother, after all..."
Watching the two people's backs disappear, Shui Ziliu limped up to Luo Shibin, who was still lying on the ground: "Are you okay, Binzi? Come, let me help you up."
"Don't, don't move, Brother Shui. I'll lie down and take it slow, and take it slow. These two bastards are too cruel, but Zhou Bingkun is fine. That brother of his is powerful. I kicked him with these two feet. He won't take a break." Yueba’s won’t get better at all.”
Shui Ziliu lit a cigarette, squatted down next to him, stretched out his hand and pulled out the knife that had stabbed him deeply: "Binzi, don't blame me for not helping you. Zhou Bingkun's brother is too cruel, and it was all for nothing if I did it." .There is no other use than getting beaten up with you."
He is a good brother, he has to say what he needs to say, he understands it quite well.
Luo Shibin coughed: "I know, Brother Shui. Speaking of which, this happened because of it. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many things. I am bringing it upon myself."
"I was the one who insisted on paying."
"It has nothing to do with that, Brother Shui. The money is right, so it should be given. And you also contributed a share of that money, right? It can be regarded as repaying my debt." Luo Shibin waved his hand: "No more, Brother Shui , a bunch of bad things, inexplicable."
"admit?"
"Admit it! What else can you do if you don't admit it? Zhou Bingkun's brother is a ruthless person. I can feel that for a moment, he really wanted to kill me, and he was not afraid of killing me. How could such a powerful person fucking Doesn’t it have a number?”
"I haven't heard of him. He's from the Guangzhou Film Clinic. He's a doctor and a man of culture. How can he be the same as a fool like us? I'll send you money from now on, so don't show your face."
"What a crime, what the hell is this?"
Listening to Luo Shibin's long sigh, Shui Ziliu couldn't help but shook his head, said nothing, and looked at the night outside that was about to swallow up the light.
In the even darker warehouse, there were only flickering lights, accompanied by hissing and groaning in pain, swaying in the darkness...
"Where did you two go? Are you back so late?"
Zhou Bingkun was squeaking, his mind was racing, and he couldn't think of a reasonable explanation. Wang Yan said: "He came to my place after get off work and said he would come back with me. Don't you know, auntie, I'm sometimes busy there, Sometimes he would stay there for a while when he was free."
Li Suhua looked at Wang Yan suspiciously, then at her old son who nodded repeatedly, and took his hand: "Then what happened to his hand?"
Zhou Bingkun thought about this reason and grinned: "I accidentally touched it when I was working, and my brother took care of it for me. It was like this at the time..." As he said this, he moved around the room with gestures.
"Okay, I'm a big man now, I don't have to worry about it day by day. You two hurry up, wash your hands and eat."
The two obediently went to the outer room and washed their hands with hot water. Then they helped Li Suhua bring the dishes, chopsticks and food to the Kang table in the room, and started a sumptuous dinner.
Braised tofu with Chinese cabbage and meat, scrambled eggs with green onions, and the indispensable pickle strips and green onion dipping sauce. Li Suhua grew these green onions herself, growing them in pots on the ground every few days.
Zhou Bingkun was already doing hard work in the soy sauce factory, plus he beat Luo Shibin violently in the evening, which whetted his appetite and made him eat hard. After dinner, I washed my feet early and lay in the middle of the kang. I listened to Li Suhua talking about her relatives outside, and fell asleep in a daze.
A mother loves her children. When her old son fell asleep, Li Suhua stopped knitting and turned on the light. She turned off the light early and whispered about life with Wang Yan who was lying on the bed...
After settling Shui Ziliu and Luo Shibin, Zhou Bingkun began to study the matter of confessing to his biological mother. You need to think of a reason that is as reasonable as possible and will not be easily seen through, and at the same time, you need to help Zheng Juan overcome the hurdle in her heart.
Zheng Juan is a real woman, she is really good. Faced with Zhou Bingkun's ardent expectations, he did not dare to go to Lao Zhou's house to see Li Suhua. After all, it was pure deception. I'm sorry for Zhou Bingkun, and even more sorry for the old Zhou family.
Of course, it’s not just her, Zheng’s mother is also the same. She’s deceiving people without even mentioning her conscience, and she’s also afraid of cheating. When word gets out, thousands of people will definitely scold her. It doesn’t matter if she’s an old woman who’s going to die, but Zheng Juan and Zheng Guangming will be there in the future. You can no longer be a human being.
Zheng Guangming was okay. Although he didn't want to lie, he was still happy to do it for his sister's benefit. After all, they are all liars.
For the sake of his own happy life in the future, Zhou Bingkun also tried his best to persuade her. After working hard for half a month, I finally said all the good things to say, and this finally helped the three of them to mentally build up and speak the right words.
But this is not guaranteed. After all, it is all their private rehearsal. No one knows what will happen when they actually meet.
But Zhou Bingkun can't control that much anymore. He has an arrow on the string and has to take action. What's going on...
