Hongxing Town, scrap collection station. Zeng Jianye and Miao Xingwen were cleaning up the messy waste products at home and stacking them neatly.
A small car with several circle signs filed in from the gate.
Before the car could stop, a man in bloated clothes squeezed out of the back row. He was around 50 years old, with gray hair and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his tall nose.
He first looked around the scrap collection station, and his eyes finally settled on Zeng Jianye.
The majestic figure who taught him how to study emerged in his mind. At that time, he was in his prime and rebuked Fang Qiu.
He couldn't help but wonder, was the sloppy old man in front of him really a professor?
But he trusted the person who gave him the information.
Thinking of this, he began to recreate the scene at school. He shouted: "Report! Student Wang Li is here to report!"
When Zeng Jianye heard the name Wang Li, he couldn't help but pause in his movements. He slowly raised his head and glanced at the person with turbid eyes.
He looked up and down at the visitors. Time had made them all older, but Wang Li wanted to use this method to awaken his memory?
He then shook his head and walked towards the destination alone.
As he walked, he said impatiently: "If you want to sell scraps, please bring them over here and have them weighed!"
Wang Li was a little confused and could only walk quickly in that direction.
He took the old man's bony right hand and shouted hysterically: "Teacher, take a closer look at your student Wang Li, he is right in front of you!"
Zeng Jianye didn't want to bring up the past again, so he threw away his hand in disgust, turned his head to the side, and said coldly: "There is only old Zengtou here who collects scraps. You got the wrong person!"
After Wang Li was scolded by Zeng Jianye, he was not angry but happy. This is how the teacher was angry when he taught them.
"How could the information Shan Yong told me be wrong!" He looked at Zeng Jianye and said: "Besides, I have seen Zeng Yiming's transcript and file information in the college. It was because of your name that I decided to recruit him as a bachelor's and master's student. Read, I have to take care of him myself!”
After speaking, he took out the phone and dialed a number. After getting through, he quickly said: "Shan Yong, come to Hongxing Town quickly. I found the teacher here!"
Zeng Jianye heard him talk about Zeng Yiming's admission. Wang Li called out Shan Yong's name again. His body couldn't help but tremble. He read newspapers all day long and knew Shan Yong's current position. He was so high up. How could he be an ordinary guy like him? Did Zeng Jianye dare to look up to him?
Even though I had educated them, I used to treat these two poor children as brothers.
Is he bringing up the past again in his mind?
After Wang Li hung up the phone, he quickly wiped away his tears, then took a step forward and slowly took his hand again: "Teacher, you have suffered so much for so many years!"
Zeng Jianye took a deep breath and tried to calm down. After all, it was a master-disciple battle, and he reluctantly accepted it?
He turned around and looked up and down at the man named Wang Li in front of him.
He has more of the temperament of a scholar. How can he still look like the poor student who wore layer upon layer of patched clothes all day long and only immersed himself in studying?
He nodded, knowledge changes destiny!
"You sit down first, the visitor is a guest." After saying that, he shouted to Miao Xingwen: "Xingwen, stop working, go and make a cup of tea for Professor Wang, use the good tea in my cupboard!"
Wang Li quickly smiled and pulled up the armchair next to him, placed it behind Zeng Jianye, and said respectfully: "Teacher, please sit down!"
Zeng Jianye sat down unceremoniously and said nothing, just looking at Wang Li with a smile.
Wang Li felt embarrassed by him and asked hurriedly: "Teacher, how have you been in the past few years?"
Zeng Jianye spread his hands generously: "As you can see, everything is fine, no desires or desires!"
Wang Li couldn't bear to expose his little thoughts, so he just let him maintain the little dignity he had left.
He tried to find a breakthrough point from Zeng Yiming.
"I will pass on everything I have learned in my life to classmate Xiao Ming, just like you did to us back then!"
He clearly remembered that at that time, his food stamps often ran out early. He had no choice. His family was waiting for him to send food stamps back every month. He really had no place to eat, so he had to shamelessly go to the teacher's house to get food. White-faced steamed buns were a rare thing at that time, so the teacher secretly stuffed it into his hand without changing his expression.
Sometimes he would go late to read, so he would take Shan Yong with him.
The teacher also took out the food from the bottom of the box and asked them to do it themselves.
It seems like just yesterday.
Everything happened in an instant. When the teacher was taken away, they no longer had a place to eat, only to realize that it turned out that the teacher was not easy either.
He secretly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves and said with a smile: "Teacher, that old boy Shan Yong is here in a while, I have to kill him well."
Zeng Jianye took a sip of tea and said with a nonchalant smile: "Everyone who comes here is a guest. Although I have been a little poorer in the past few years, as long as you two brats don't dislike me, I can still make ends meet!"
Seeing that he was in a good mood, Wang Li asked the question that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.
"Teacher, I shouldn't ask this question. Isn't Zeng Yiming your grandson?"
He stared at Zeng Jianye's face and asked seriously.
Zeng Jianye's breathing was a little rapid, his face was bulging, and his fists were clenched tightly.
After a long time, he decided to tell him the secret in his heart, so he admitted generously: "I was sent here because of Zhao Zengjianye. I went back that year and settled down at home. I took it with me before I left. His three-month-old grandson!”
After he finished speaking, he smiled slyly at Wang Li. The latter was so creeped out by this smile that cold sweat broke out on his back unconsciously on a hot day.
Zeng Jianye saw Wang Li's expression clearly and said with a smile: "This is not a secret. The principal of his high school also knows about it. You are the second one to know."
Wang Li came back to his senses and was a little unsure of Zeng Jianye's true thoughts. He asked uncertainly: "What do you mean by that?"
He was a little confused by Zeng Jianye's words. This was the grandson of his enemy. Not only did he raise him up, he also appointed him as his student. How should he teach him in the future?
Zeng Jianye pulled the corner of his mouth downwards, snorted, and expressed his true thoughts: "It's okay, he doesn't know this yet, you still have to educate him seriously. What do you think I use him to deal with the Zhao family?"
Wang Li was dumbfounded by his operation. The teacher is indeed a teacher!
Does this mean that it is not too late for a few gentlemen to seek revenge after ten years?
At this moment, the roar of a car sounded again at the gate.
Wang Li stood up and said to Zeng Jianye, "This is Shan Yong, I have to pick him up!"
When Zeng Jianye heard that the big boss who published his whereabouts every day in the province's mainstream newspapers was coming, he was a little cautious and prepared to stand up to greet him.
Wang Li saw him about to stand up and said hurriedly: "It's okay, teacher, just sit back and relax. No matter what he does outside, he still can't get rid of the fact that he is your student!"
Zeng Jianye didn't dare to really sit down. He stood up and walked to the car, looking at the man in front of him with cloudy eyes!
I saw his Chinese-character face, white temples, and some subtle age spots on his face.
