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Chapter 133 How Many Pink Panthers

"You should tell Luo Xiao about this." Xi Xiaodong shook his head to indicate conspiracy theories or something. He said, "By the way, someone deliberately turned the building upside down, and asked if you want to bring the topic back."

"Is it a feminist crook?" Yin Ning looked at the dark sky and sighed, "Inevitably, Xiao Yang'er is a romantic school of Datong, who believes that people should not be divided into men and women, neither men nor women. All should be privileged and should not be bullied, so he emphasized 'people'. But this concept is too general, what is a person? A hundred people have a hundred answers!"

"Then don't care?"

"Come on, I'll tell him where to take it. Primary school principal, where's Xiao Yang'er?"

"I want to go quietly."

"Quiet?" Yin Ning was stunned for a moment, then smiled self-deprecatingly, and left the funeral home with Xi Xiaodong.

Yin Ning: To promote equal rights.

Yin Ning: Xiaoyanger's mission is "Heaven helps those who help themselves, and others save those who help themselves", understand?

Luo Xiao: Understood.

Luo Xiao: When you talk about women's rights, I think the essence of women's rights is discrimination.

Yin Ning: There is only harmony in the world, which is not discrimination.

Yin Ning: How about over there?

Luo Xiao: I want to look for HarrisonF_Feihan and 280 Eight Pink Panthers in a circle, and expand the battlefield and influence to another circle.

Yin Ning: How many pink panthers?Xiao Yang'er's nickname?Hahahahahaha, I laughed so hard!

Yin Ning: Why is he so cute!

Lao Bai: Should they see each other?Didn't I set a date at the old place at nine o'clock, see or leave!

Lao Bai: When are you coming back?

Yin Ning: Brother, we are on our way.

Luo Xiao:? ? ? ?

Xiaodong: Yin Ning was driving. I helped him hold the phone just now.

Lao Bai: ...

Lao Bai: I'll get something that doesn't affect driving.

Yin Ning: Very good, the senior is awesome.

Yin Ning: Will Xiao Yanger go to the appointment?

Yin Ning: I don't know either. The primary school principal stopped talking. The senior will beat me when I go back later.

Yin Ning: Oh, then I put down the phone, tell me about it...

Shen Yang didn't know about these things.

After returning to the "Quiet" line, he turned off his cell phone, carrying his bag alone, thinking about problems he couldn't figure out, and walking aimlessly along the spacious road.

He was still very sad, very sad, but he didn't know what to do, so he kept walking, walking, walking.

It seems that as long as he keeps going, he can always figure it out and find a way out for himself.

He wants to be quiet, no matter who, where, or what it can bring him, he just wants to be quiet.He wanted to be alone for a while until he figured out what was troubling him.

When he left the funeral parlor, the sky was already dark. He didn't remember how long he had been walking. When he noticed, it was already completely dark. His sadness has not diminished, and his confusion still has not been resolved.

too difficult.

He also walks too much.

Shen Yang sat down by a street lamp, like a rebellious boy who played truant, he hugged his backpack, curled up into a pier, silently in a daze.

Zhang Yi is dead.

She also died.

Even she died.

Grandma, master, and then Zhang Yi...all the people who treated him well died.

Shen Yang suddenly felt that what he heard when he was a child, and what his grandma tried so hard to stop him, but never really stopped, were all true.

He is ominous.

He is indeed ominous, because everyone around him is suffering from misfortune.

He is unlucky, so no matter how good a person is, if he treats him well, he will die.

Maybe, he shouldn't live stubbornly in the world at all.

"Didi—" the car horn sounded.

"?" Shen Yang raised his head in the bottomless abyss, staring blankly at the car that suddenly stopped by the side of the road.

It was a jet-black classic Mighty IV.

"!" Shen Yang looked at the familiar car, four warm lights reflected in his eyes, and slowly, the four lights blurred into two pieces, becoming two big lights.

As if seeing the light suddenly, he held the backpack in his arms and stood up slowly.

At the same time, the car window slowly lowered, revealing the face that was deeply embedded in Shen Yang's mind.

"It really is you." Zhang Zehao nodded at Shen Yang and said, "Why are you in a daze here?"

"I..." As soon as Shen Yang said a word, he burst into tears, tears streaming down his face.

He's a tough guy and doesn't usually cry.When he was young, he was hugged by his grandma only after being bullied. The grandma and grandson cried together, were powerless together, and faced reality together.After growing up, he stopped crying even more. After growing up, he only cried once in front of the master. That time, he rebelliously lifted the master's desk.But so what?He could only cry and face reality.

Today... Zhang Yi died, he knew that he still had to face the reality, but he could only cry, he didn't even have a place to cry.

until I met him.

"Get in the car," Zhang Zehao opened the car door, and said, "I just finished a meeting and am going home."

With tears in his eyes, Shen Yang subconsciously looked at the dark sky. Once again, the old secretary had just finished a meeting before returning home from get off work.

"Are you wronged?" Zhang Zehao asked, pushed the paper in front of Shen Yang, and said to the driver, "Go home."

"Yes."

"Bring a child, add a pair of chopsticks." Zhang Zehao said softly, "I'll be home in 7 minutes."

"..." Shen Yang wiped his tears and sobbed, and suddenly realized that he was not wearing glasses today!He half covered his face and peeked at Zhang Zehao.The latter put down his phone, obviously he was calling his family, Shen Yang's heart warmed, and new tears welled up in his eyes.

For the rest of the time, Zhang Zehao didn't talk to Shen Yang. Shen Yang cried for a while by himself, and after venting the suffocation that had been suppressed in his heart, he felt much more comfortable.When the car stopped again, he had stopped crying.Confirming that Zhang Zehao really wanted to take him home, he hurriedly rummaged through his backpack, only then remembered that his glasses had been broken in his rage.

"..." Seeing that he didn't get out of the car, Zhang Zehao urged: "Let's go, my wife already knows that there are guests, if you don't go back with me, she will be worried."

"I can't find my glasses..." Shen Yang hesitated to speak, and said anxiously: "I broke my glasses this afternoon, if I don't wear them, I'm afraid I'll be scared..."

"Aren't you short-sighted?" Zhang Zehao suddenly said casually, "I'm old, and I can't see the world clearly without glasses. Why do you young people hide behind the glasses and have to be separated from the world?!"

"!" Shen Yang suddenly realized that the old secretary would not be like others, seeing him as weird and sneering at him!He no longer hastily looking for glasses, yes, what is he pretending to be with them? !

With his backpack on his shoulders, Shen Yang got out of the car from the other side with his eyes bare, and quickly walked a few steps to follow Zhang Zehao.

"Don't be restrained." Zhang Zehao said, and climbed up the steps.

"Hmm..." Shen Yang nodded, he didn't expect the old secretary to live in such an old community and climb such old stairs!

The floor was not high, so Zhang Zehao stopped on the second floor and knocked on the door.

The person who opened the door was a petite middle-aged woman with medium-length curly hair tied up. With just one glance, Shen Yang could be sure that she cooked that bowl of porridge!

She was wearing a floral apron, and when she opened the door to see the two of them, she smiled first, and said with a wide-eyed smile, "Come in, wash your hands and eat."

The sound is not loud, and the warmth is just right.

"My wife," Zhang Zehao pointed to his wife and introduced to Shen Yang, then pointed to Shen Yang and said to his wife, "This child is called Shen Yang. After dinner, we will go to the study for a chat, and you can leave it alone."

"Okay. Just call me aunt." Zhang Zehao's wife kept smiling, and said the last sentence to Shen Yang. She said kindly: "How old are you? It looks about the same age as my son. Call me Aunt Zhang."

She took her husband's surname.

Shen Yang was surprised again, a strong sense of intimacy came from his heart.

"Thirty. Hello, Aunt Zhang." Shen Yang shouted, and couldn't help but think of Zhang Yi again. If she meets the right person, she will definitely not die. Maybe after a few years, she will also look like this happy and happy person. Said her child.

Zhang Zehao smiled slightly, and went to clean his hands first.Seeing this, Shen Yang put his backpack on the foot of the sofa, followed him to wash his hands, and then sat down one by one to prepare for dinner.

Sitting at the dining table, looking at a plate of steamed buns the size of half a palm, four plates of side dishes around, and the familiar porridge in front of him, Shen Yang remembered that he hadn't eaten for another day.He only ate half of the two insulated buckets he received in the morning, and had no time to eat the remaining 3/4, so he went to the funeral home with Zou Fei.

"I don't eat after lunch. You eat, I'll sit with you for a while." Aunt Zhang didn't eat, she just sat opposite Shen Yang curiously, looked at Shen Yang as if she couldn't get enough, and watched him eat like a son, seeing him He ate faster and faster, she said happily from the bottom of her heart: "Eat slowly, are you hungry?"

"..." Shen Yang nodded, he was indeed hungry.Realizing that he had lost his composure, he slowly slowed down his eating speed, looked at the side dishes on the table, and said sincerely: "Aunt Zhang is good at cooking."

"My son has a tricky mouth, a bit of an occupational disease, and a bad appetite. I have to find a way to make some delicious food for him. I'm still picky here. Don't eat!" Aunt Zhang pretended to complain, and said with a smile: "I can't help it, just learn to cook more! Have another bun, I made it myself." She said, and put another bun for Shen Yang .

Zhang’s steamed stuffed buns don’t look like bears from the Northwest. Instead, they have a bit of Jiangnan delicacy, but the taste is authentic Northwest flavor. Even the skin of the buns is strong from the Northwest.

Shen Yang was a little ashamed, he had already eaten three!

"Eat it!" Aunt Zhang saw that he was shy, put the bun in Shen Yang's hand, and said, "I just like to watch you young people eat. Sometimes my son is like a hungry wolf, and he hasn't brought it out yet." , he got into the kitchen, and you can’t drive him away! But he is too picky eater, he only eats the skin and not the heart when eating buns, no matter how long I chop them, how hard it is to prepare!”

"..." Shen Yang listened to it as interesting, biting the steamed stuffed bun and secretly looking at Aunt Zhang, disgusted and distressed, said son, so mother is like this!

He was very envious of this "son" whom he had never met before.

"Our old Zhang will not eat after a while. But at his age, if he eats too much at night, he will accumulate food, unlike you young people, who digest well. You can eat at ease, you are welcome."

"Thank you...thank you." Shen Yang raised his face when the words were on his head, and the other party was looking at him with a smile.

"Hey, this young man is so handsome!"

"Cough!" Zhang Zehao coughed lightly, glanced at his wife with a smile, and said to Shen Yang: "She misses her son, don't mind."

"……"I see!Shen Yang suddenly realized, no wonder Aunt Zhang kept staring at him!

"Your son..." Shen Yang suddenly didn't dare to ask, and looked at the couple nervously.

"They are the same as father and son, they are all work-oriented, let's not mention him!" Aunt Zhang casually said something about her son, and then asked: "30 years old...are you married?"

"...No," Shen Yang said awkwardly, "Not married."

"You are young, don't worry." Aunt Zhang said, and then asked: "Then do you have a girlfriend?"

"..." Shen Yang ate the bun in his hand a few bites, and said anxiously: "No, I don't have a girlfriend, but—"

"I don't have a girlfriend either!" Aunt Zhang sighed to herself, and said, "Why don't you guys have girlfriends? Tell me what kind of girl you like. If you meet a suitable one, Auntie will give you one." Introduce one?"

"..." Shen Yang put down the chopsticks in his hand, felt a little embarrassed, thought for a while, looked at Zhang Zehao and his wife, and said frankly: "Aunt Zhang, I have a partner, I have a boyfriend who is dating. I am gay, I don't When girls get married, they don't pretend to be married or lie about marriage, so...don't need to introduce me to a girlfriend, thank you."

"!"

"I'm not sick, really, I—"

"Don't worry! I haven't said anything yet!" Aunt Zhang gave him a reproachful look and said, "Gays are gay, what are you afraid of?!"

"..." Yes, what are you afraid of?But hearing her say that, Shen Yang was relieved.He is not afraid, he acts like a shadow, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Strange, old Zhang, why are all the young people we know gay?" Aunt Zhang asked strangely, "Is it because there are too many gays, or are there too many around us?"