Stringy Wind in the Ear - Chap 10
When he first stepped into the car, Song Yang was still a little reserved, because Li Xun didn’t look like someone who would chat with him. He thought they would listen to some singing or crosstalk, but he didn’t expect that they had already arrived at the gate of the community before they even turned on the player.
It seemed as if five minutes had passed instead of half an hour. I just don’t know if the driver had a similar feeling.
The rain was already heavy, and Li Xun rummaged around and left the only umbrella in the car to the child.
Song Yang paused before pushing the door open: “What about you going back later? It’s only a short distance for me to go in, I just need to run faster.”
Li Xun said: “I went upstairs directly from the garage, so I didn’t need an umbrella.”
Song Yang took it with gratitude, watched the car drive out of the community, and then pushed the door open with a lustful look on his face.
The big golden retriever at home was almost asleep, but when he heard the noise, he immediately stood up, wagging his tail, to greet him.
“Why do you eat so late?” Mom and Dad walked out of the kitchen together.
My mother asked, “Who did you come back with just now?”
Song Yang’s little heart trembled.
Their house was very close to the entrance of the community, and the kitchen’s geographical location allowed them to see everything outside the courtyard. This meant that my parents had seen me lingering next to Li Xun’s car for a long time.
I don’t know why, even though nothing happened, I felt like I was caught cheating.
He turned his face away guiltily and stroked the dog’s fur: “Just a friend.”
With decades of teaching experience, Song Jingshan saw through the trick at a glance, “Which of your friends can drive?”
Song Yang’s ability to improvise was also good: “Luo Luo’s cousin, we had supper together tonight.”
“Where’s your cell phone? Why was it turned off every time I called you later?” my mother asked.
“If the battery is out, just turn it off…” It’s easy to get caught if you make up too many lies. Song Yang said as he ran upstairs, “I’m going to take a shower first.”
Li Huiying shouted at him, “You bastard, keep lying, get down here!”
When Song Yang asked, he found out that the teacher had already told his family about the cell phone on the day it was confiscated.
Song Yang’s class teacher was a math teacher, who was a middle school classmate of Li Huiying and also a square dance partner. That night, they met on the double dance floor, and while singing a romantic waltz, they talked about family matters.
“He stared at his crotch all day long and didn’t know what he was grinning about. I knew at a glance that he was playing with his cell phone. Sure enough! Then I asked him to hand it in.” Teacher Sun described Song Yang’s expression when he was absent-minded in class with infinite concern, as if the person playing with the cell phone was her own child.
“Huiying, I have to remind you that although Xiaoyang’s grades are good at this stage, other children are chasing after him! This is a very busy year, so we can’t let down our guard.”
“I know that for sure.”
“Your Song Yang is smart. If he works hard, I think it will be no problem to improve his score by 20 or 30 points. But he doesn’t use his mind in the right way. Other teachers have also told me about this. He is always daydreaming and passing notes in class. You are nervous, but he is not. I confiscated his cell phone, but he was still fighting in the corridor with a broom after class. Oh, that voice. I can hear him yelling in the office.”
The more Li Huiying listened, the more anxious she became: “He is usually very well behaved at home. I don’t know why he is like this at school…”
“The child is almost 18 years old, what else can he do?” Teacher Sun curled his lips, revealing an expression that you understand and I understand, and bumped Li Huiying’s shoulder, “He just likes to show off. You were chasing after Old Song back then.”
“Nonsense, it was clearly him who pursued me.”
It is naturally not appropriate to reveal these women’s private conversations to children. Li Huiying raised her hand, shaking like Parkinson’s disease: “Do you have a girlfriend, kid?”
This shit pot hit Song Yang and he was stunned: “How can I have it——”
Song Jingshan played the good guy on the side: “Dating is not a big deal, as long as it doesn’t affect your studies. Think about the time when I and your mother – hiss -” His facial features were twisted in pain.
Song Yang chuckled: “Dad, did you and my mom also have a premature love affair back then?”
“Hey!——” Li Huiying caught the key point and her eyes widened, “Why do you use ‘also’ if you are not in a relationship?”
Song Yang was speechless: “I really didn’t.” But for some reason, when he talked about this topic, the profile of someone under the street light flashed through his mind, and he was frightened by his subconscious.
“You’re still lying! I gave birth to you and I don’t even know you!” Li Huiying raised her voice.
Song Yang felt as if he had chewed a piece of coptis root, and it was extremely bitter: “I finally know how Dou E died unjustly back then.”
“You even brought your cell phone to class, and you’re still being unfair!”
“Leading a class doesn’t necessarily mean being in love!” Song Yang’s voice was even higher than his mother’s. “Can’t I just check the weather or the time?”
“Don’t give me that! It’s not like I haven’t been to your class before. There’s a clock on the blackboard!”
“That clock has been stopped for a long time, and no one has changed the battery.”
“When the bell rings for the end of get out of class, what time do you think? Several teachers have said that you are absent-minded and dazed in class. What are you thinking about?”
The mother and son were arguing with each other, and the atmosphere was heated. Only Song Jingshan was holding a teapot and smiling leisurely: “Isn’t it just checking the phone? It’s good enough if the grades can be stable.”
Song Yang agreed in a low voice: “That’s right.”
“Other children are cramming, but if he doesn’t make progress, he’s regressing!” Li Huiying turned her attention, “Hey, I noticed that you’ve been teaching college students so much that you’ve forgotten that your own son is still in high school? Can the teaching methods be the same? The school has a clear ban on students bringing mobile phones to class, and he’s breaking the school rules!”
Song Jingshan shut up.
The focus was turned back.
Song Yang: “I am also doing the test, isn’t it enough for me to promise that I won’t drop in the monthly exam? If you keep pushing me like this, what if I get depressed? There are people in our school who have committed suicide due to depression.”
“You’re still depressed. Even the dog at home is not as good at dealing with things as you are.”
“Pfft.”
Song Yang’s little mouth couldn’t be pried open no matter what, and this criticism meeting didn’t last long.
Song Jingshan yawned and said he was going to sleep. Li Huiying kicked him, took out a cell phone from the drawer, and handed it to Song Yang: “You can use my old phone to contact us in the future. Remember to call in advance if you have anything.”
Song Yang took the phone.
He believes that this thing can no longer be defined as “old”, but as a “cultural relic”.
It was an OPPO flip phone that his mother used when he was in elementary school.
Fashionable and pretty pink.
The legendary music phone.
Only supports 2G network.
Song Yang opened the lid and clicked around randomly, when suddenly Dao Lang’s hoarse voice was heard.
If you don’t smell the residue of your perfume on your hands.
I definitely don’t toss and turn and have trouble falling asleep.
Song Yang was so frightened that his eyebrows twisted and he quickly closed them.
Just thinking about your beauty and smelling your fragrance.
Struggling and wandering in the passion of ice and fire.
The music is still playing.
“How do I turn this thing off?”
“Do your own research.”
This was the love song that my parents sang back then. The two old comrades looked at each other at this moment, full of affection.
Song Yang said: “What about my cell phone? You have to let me save a few phone numbers…”
“Ha! I knew it, I knew it!” Li Huiying’s arm pointed at him like an arrow, “Are you trying to contact some little girl secretly?”
Song Yang took the opportunity to run away before she started shaking like a Parkinson’s disease: “I don’t want it anymore.”
He said no, but how could he really mean it? After taking a shower, Song Yang sneaked into his father’s study like a spy.
Teacher Song has a good habit, which is never bringing her cell phone back to the bedroom.
Song Yang found a string of numbers from the call log on his phone and typed them into the phone.
On the other side, Li Xun just found a parking space outside the community. The place they rented was a very old residential community, and there was no underground parking lot at all.
He locked the car, rushed into the building through the rain under the sympathetic gaze of the old security guard.
A message popped up on the phone.
——Master, have you arrived home?
Li Xun had no tissue on him, so he had to wipe the screen of his phone with his sleeve and replied while walking up the stairs.
–arrive.
——This is my temporary mobile phone number. The phone belongs to my mother. It is a cultural relic. I can’t download WeChat from it, so I can only send text messages.
The raindrops rolling down from his hair kept dripping onto the screen. Li Xun wiped them vigorously with the hem of his clothes, and the picture became clear again.
After reading it, he smiled and wanted to say, “Go to bed quickly, because there is more news.”
——But I found that it seems to be able to use Penguin. Do you have a Penguin account? I’ll add you.
Li Xun pushed the door open. His father and Chu Zhi were already asleep. He tiptoed into the room.
He couldn’t remember how many years it had been since he last used a Penguin account. He went to the mall and bought one, but he had forgotten the password and security code. He tried for a long time but couldn’t log in. He had to go through friend verification first.
——Cannot add, I haven’t logged in for a long time, need friend verification.
——Then verify it.
——Will you let me take a shower and go to bed?
——Ah? You haven’t washed yet, then you wash first.
——I won’t verify it after I finish washing, so don’t wait for me and go to bed quickly.
——Okay, good night then :D.
Li Xun took off his wet clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower. His hair was very short, so it was almost dry after just a few wipes.
There is a stack of small notebooks on the desk, which are Li Chuzhi’s homework. In order to successfully get the red flower reward from the teacher, he has to help Li Chuzhi check the questions every night.
These things could have been done by his father, but Li Guotao didn’t receive much education when he was young and dropped out of school before graduating from junior high school. His Mandarin is very plastic, let alone teaching children to read phonetic symbols.
After Li Xun finished correcting her homework and returned to bed, it was already past twelve o’clock.
Before he could sleep, he sent a message to an old classmate whom he hadn’t contacted for a long time, asking him to help verify it.
His classmates chatted with him for a long time, and it was half an hour later when he logged in again. He copied the QQ number sent by Song Yang and added it.
Within three minutes, the verification was passed.
——Master! Why haven’t you slept yet?
The high emotions are about to overflow from the screen.
The sound of rain outside the window continued, hitting the glass like comfortable white noise. Li Xun put down his phone, as if helpless, and cursed with a smile: “Little brat.”
