Reborn My 1993

Chapter 237 The thing on the neck
In the second class the next morning, Zhang Yiming was a little distracted.

He lowered his head and glanced at the time. It was 9:18, the top time set by Tan Hongmei before.

Now the food factory must be full of firecrackers and salutes, a lively and prosperous scene!
At this time in the previous life, the food factory had just issued a buyout notice, and my father was smoking one cigarette after another in the rented house, and the cigarette butts on the ground were often piled up into a hill. Something went wrong, but looking at the present, my father must be wearing his graduation coat, standing in the front of the crowd, looking at the top of the food factory, and looking at the future of the food factory!
Gai Meng felt Zhang Yiming's mind-wandering very clearly, because he was also mind-wandering.

Last night he went to the seasoning shop to see his sister Gai Jiao, but he happened to see his sister and Wu Xiaodong standing next to the shelf chatting, Wu Xiaodong had his arms around his sister, the distance was very close, but the sister not only did not hide, but seemed very happy.

Gai Meng can't say how he feels. His sister's happiness is what he wants to see most. However, when he thinks that his sister who has been so good to him since childhood will one day become the wife of another man, he feels a little uncomfortable. So, He didn't even enter the door of the spice shop, turned around and left.

He really wanted to talk to someone about his feelings. The first and only person he thought of was Zhang Yiming, but after seeing Zhang Yiming, he felt unable to open his mouth again. He felt that his thoughts were very strange. Zhang Yiming may not understand.

In this way, the two people at the same table spent the second class with their own thoughts.

"Naruko, come out!"

After class, Ma Jun stood up from his seat and shouted at Zhang Yi.

From the beginning of school to the present, the communication between Ma Jun and Zhang Yiming is almost zero. Every time Ma Jun wants to talk to Zhang Yiming, Liu Fang will stop him with one or another excuse, and Zhang Yiming is too lazy to care.

"Naruko, my situation is a bit special these days, don't be angry!"

"You called me out just to say that?"

Is Zhang Yiming angry with Ma Jun? He is not angry with Ma Jun himself, but with his attitude of licking a dog. This is like "Liu Fang held up a machete and said, I want to kill you. , and put his neck closer, smiled and said to others, you can chop it, being hacked to death by you is the happiest thing in my life'.

"No, I want to ask if you still have any money?"

Ma Jun's voice was very low, and he didn't dare to look at Zhang Yiming.

"What do you want the money for?"

Before the holiday, Ma Jun had just borrowed 500 yuan from him, and it was only less than two months later, why did Ma Jun need the money again?

"Oh, don't ask if it's okay, just tell me if you have it, if not, I'll borrow it from others."

Ma Jun's expression was a little embarrassed, but also a little impatient.

"How much?"

"Five to five hundred."

Ma Jun said the number carefully.

"Ma Jun, I have the money, and I can use it for you, but you can't use the money for illegal things."

"Oh Naruko, you don't know me yet. I'm such a coward. I can do anything illegal. Don't worry, thank you, brother!"

After taking the money from Zhang Yiming, Ma Jun heaved a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face.

Looking at the expression on Ma Jun's face, Zhang Yiming was in a strange mood. Even he couldn't tell. 500 yuan was really nothing to him, let alone five hundred. If it was really necessary, 50 yuan Wan he would take it out for Ma Jun without blinking an eye.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhang Heshan went home.

"What's wrong with this? Why do you drink so much wine!"

When Zhang Yiming heard the voice coming out of the room, he saw his father blushing and staggering in from the outside, the felt hat was in his hand, the school coat was open, and one button was missing. The sweater still had marks from vomiting.

"Happy, happy today, everyone went out to eat, drank some wine, it's okay, I didn't drink. Vomit!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Heshan turned around and vomited again at the door of the house, and immediately there was a sour smell of alcohol in the room.

"Hey, He Shan usually doesn't drink alcohol, this is really Xiao Ming, you help your mother put you up in the house, don't catch a cold after sweating all over, I'll go wash a towel!"

Qin Fang also left the house with her clothes on. Seeing her son drunk like this, she felt distressed and anxious.

"It's okay, I didn't drink much, I just burped."

"Dad, stop talking, go into the room, sit down and talk slowly if you have anything to say."

Zhang Yiming is already seventeen, and he seems to be a lot taller than half a year ago. In addition, he has been exercising diligently since he was reborn, and his physical fitness is much better. Therefore, it is basically useless for Fan Lingling to use his strength. Half-carried and half-dragged, it was dragged into the house.

"Xiao Ming, dad is happy. Dad thought he would have to spend his whole life tinkering with those broken radios and broken flashlights. Now, your dad, hiccup. Your dad is the factory director, the director of the food factory, haha ​​isn't he Gao Wenjun? Look down on me, why don’t you wear small shoes for me, your dad is now the director of the factory. Huh, now that I’m the factory director, Gao Wenjun dares to wear small shoes for me.”

Fan Lingling felt uncomfortable seeing her husband crying and laughing, talking drunkenly. She knew that her husband had been very depressed these years, forget it, and let it out, but at this moment, Fan Lingling suddenly Seeing that there seemed to be something under her husband's face, she prepared to lower her head and take a closer look.

"Mom, bring the spittoon here, I feel like my dad is going to vomit again."

Seeing her husband's chest heaving and falling, Fan Lingling hurried back to get the spittoon.

Zhang Yiming immediately reached out and wiped off the thing under his father's face.

It's amazing, his heart was beating so fast just now.

Fan Lingling came back with the spittoon, Zhang Heshan was still talking drunk, for a while he was finally able to stand upright as a factory manager, and for a while he was disappointed that he still didn't see the big boss today, Fan Lingling put down the spittoon , turned her husband's head around, only to find that the previous mark was gone.

Could it be that she just missed it?

At this time, Qin Fang also washed the towel with hot water, and the family of three hurriedly wiped Zhang Heshan's face, changed his clothes, and carried him to the bed. It was already past ten o'clock in the evening after all the fuss.

After everyone rested, Zhang Yiming had time to think about who left that thing on his father's neck.

Although the trace was not very clear, and the outline was blurred by the rubbing of the collar, but Zhang Yiming was someone who had experienced it, and he could tell what it was at a glance, but how could it be, he absolutely did not believe that his father could do such a thing.

But what about the mark on the neck.

Because of this incident, Zhang Yiming slept very restlessly all night.

(End of this chapter)