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Chapter 17 Husband and wife?  Pretty Boys and Shrews

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    I went back to the Sixth Hospital to see Qian Qian. It seems that after treatment and nursing, his condition has improved, at least his mind is much clearer than before.  He quickly recognized who I was and greeted me.

    I asked him how he felt?  He shook his head, nodded again, but said nothing.

    I asked Chen Xu about his treatment.  Chen Xu said that at the beginning he was more cooperative and made some progress, but when it came to Tracy's matter later, he felt a little disgusted, and he was even unwilling to talk about it.  I can only say that there is a knot in his heart, and he is unwilling to untie it.  However, in terms of language, it has been improved a lot. It would be better if someone can chat with him often and understand him.  In this way, when his ideology relaxes, we will untie his knot.

    Chen Xu left the ward, I asked Qian Qian what would he like to eat?  He said, "I want to eat meat!"

    This is also called progress?  What a lousy doctor, after a long time of treatment, he is still a fool, wanting to eat meat with open mouth.

    I took out a piece of luncheon meat that had been packed for n days from my carry-on backpack and gave it to him. After he took it, he bit off the metal ring on the top of the square sausage casing with his teeth. Seeing how he swallowed it in large pieces, what about the square sausage?  It became delicious in time.

    "Eat slowly, no one will grab it from you."

    "I know, it's just that I haven't eaten meat for a long time." He replied.

    "Then why do you like meat so much?"

    "I also know, anyway, I always want to eat, I always want to eat. It feels like if there is no meat to eat, people will die." He said while stuffing the remaining square sausage into his mouth.  He was a little choked, reached for the mineral water bottle on the table, and gulped down half of the bottle.  Then he looked "satisfied with wine and food". It seems that this square sausage, which is approaching the expiration date, is really comparable to abalone's wing belly.

    After he was full, he looked at me and asked me where I have been these two days?  I said go see a friend.  He asked me what was my friend's name?  I thought about it and told him that my friend's surname was Cui.  Then I saw a sudden look of longing in his eyes.  He wanted to ask me very much, the corner of his mouth twitched a few times, and then finally swallowed the words back.

    He is much clearer now than before, at least he won't pester me to ask me to take him to find Trish.

    Trish, who are you?  It's worth this man's concern.

    Standing on the window sill and looking far away, the farthest place is a mountain, and the most beautiful mountain in Xiangzhou is this mountain.  Maybe it's not a mountain at all, it's a hill at most, but these hills are my childhood paradise.  Before moving, I often went there with my friends to have a picnic on the mountain, which almost caused a fire. I was lucky enough to save my life, but I still couldn't change my wildness.  I went to the mountains to play hide-and-seek and search for treasures, but I got lost. The strangest thing was that I couldn¡¯t find my way to a place I had visited hundreds of times.

    I ran wildly in the mountains alone, and passed an old tomb. I was scared out of my wits, but I ran back to the old tomb.  I once heard my grandma talk about "ghosts hitting the wall", so the more I thought about it, the worse I became, and I started crying there.  Later, crying and crying, I actually fell asleep, and woke up in my own bed, covered with a warm quilt.  I heard from my mother that grandpa found me in the mountains and carried me back.  After that time, my family moved to the county seat very quickly. Since then, I can only look at the mysterious hills from a distance through the glass windows in very tall buildings.

    Facing the hill, I remembered the story of "the ghost hit the wall", and the story of running back to the old tomb after running for a long time.  Now it's all back to square one, like "Ghosts Hitting the Wall," still going back to the original question: Who is Trish?  What happened after Qian Qian met her?  It's so confusing, that day I really should have taken Chan Bing to the police station and interrogated her, and let her slip away like this, it's really cheap for her.

    I sat next to Qian Qian, who was watching TV and was fascinated by it. The "Wulin Biography" that had been played more than a hundred times was playing on the TV. The big-mouthed Guo Furong was so scared that Lu Xiucai shrank  into a ball.  It is indeed a tragic thing for a little man to meet a naughty woman.

    A splashy woman?  Suddenly, a firefly flew through my mind like a dark night.  I reached out and grabbed the guy with the glowing ass.  I thought of Qian Qian's wife Huang Ji.

    This Aunt Huang is a well-known shrew in Dongjie Middle School.  There are two main reasons for her fame, one is her "exaggerated beauty" and the other is her "corporal punishment in disguise".  Based on the former, she won the nickname of "Flower Hen", and her fame spread far and wide.  People say that if a husband and wife live together for a long time, they will have a husband and wife appearance. Qian Qian and Huang Ji must have been married for several years at that time.  Qian Qian is a generous gentleman, handsome, elegant, and a figure of a male god.  Huang Ji, on the other hand, puts on heavy makeup every day, dyes her fingers red, and wears clothes similar to hers in all seasons.Clothes that don't match your bloated figure.  And she can always smell a pungent insecticide-like smell.  Often before seeing the person, smell the smell first.

    In winter, there was snowflakes, and the students were so cold that they kept stamping their feet and rubbing their hands, and that Aunt Huang came to class wearing a skirt.  Long, floor-sloping, her fat body twisted in tight skirts that accentuated her exaggerated hips.

    The flower hen stumbled on the stairs wearing high heels, and a boy ran back to report the news.

    "The flower hen wears blue cotton wool trousers in her skirt."

    The students were all happy.

    Aunt Huang is not only colorful and unique in her makeup, but she is also creative and brilliant in terms of corporal punishment.  Beating people is nothing, there are dozens of students like me who were slapped on the head by her with a book back then.  This is but the most inconspicuous of the many corporal punishments.  Aunt Huang sometimes asks students who have made mistakes to slap themselves, and also requires the sound to be louder until she is satisfied.  There is another kind called Golden Rooster Independence. A student who made a mistake stands with a few books on his head and stands on one foot. If the book on his head falls off, she slaps it over. When both feet hit the ground, she kicks it up.  There is another kind called public judgment. As the name suggests, when a student makes a mistake, other students take turns to slap him.  All these have left a terrible childhood shadow on the students in her teaching career.

    Besides, Aunt Huang is also very jealous.  A female student said a few words to Qian Qian in the corridor, but she caught her. She asked the female student to stand at the door of the classroom in winter and blow the northwest wind, saying, "Let your brain cool down!"

    The reason why the flower hen can run amok is that it has an older brother who is in power in the city government.  So one person attains the Tao, and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven.  Huahen being a teacher is simply a great irony to the education world.  She teaches physics, but the students she teaches can't even draw the most basic circuit diagrams, which is misleading. We have been abused by her for three years.

    Such two diametrically opposed people actually came together and lived in the same bed for more than twenty years. Is this the combination of a beauty and a beast?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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