Chapter 157: Dad Got Beaten
The only chat tool He Shu often uses is QQ, which is also convenient for receiving documents. Vxin was mentioned in the course, so he downloaded it.
But on weekdays, I don’t often use it to communicate.
Xia Miao and other classmates also have them, but people like her godfather are still only communicating through cell phones by making phone calls and sending text messages.
He Shu asked Xiao Dong if he had any. Xiao Dong said he did, and that he had already started a red envelope war among his friends.
It seems that these chat apps and new payment methods are first popularized among young people.
Or it can be said that young people have a stronger ability to accept new things.
Car washes opened on the second day of the Chinese New Year.
The situation before and after the New Year is really two different things. I don’t know what happened this year, but when we opened after the New Year, business was extremely slow.
When the store is not busy, He Shu concentrates on doing his homework at home. He already has an idea of the tasks assigned by the professor.
Ji Wanying sent a blessing message to He Shu during the Chinese New Year. After the Chinese New Year, she often sent messages or called He Shu to discuss homework.
Xia Miao takes pictures of various delicious foods for him every day. Her grandparents live in the countryside, and the New Year's celebrations are lively and full of festive atmosphere.
He Shu had never seen many of these things before and found them quite novel.
The sixth day of the Chinese New Year passed in a blink of an eye. On that day, He Shu was doing his homework when Xiao Dong called He Shu and said that his godfather was in the hospital.
After hearing this, He Shu grabbed his coat and ran. When he arrived at Danhe Hospital, he saw that his godfather had his head broken.
It has been wrapped in gauze and there are some dried blood stains on the face.
"Who did it?" He Shu's eyes suddenly turned red. When Zhao Qishui saw He Shu coming, he blamed Xiao Dong for calling He Shu.
Xiao Dong was also very angry and seemed to have cried: "It was Zhang Qiang. The master asked him for money, but he beat the master and ran away. I wanted to go find him, but the master wouldn't let me."
Xiao Dong felt wronged and angry at the same time. He didn't know why his master stopped him and asked him to catch Zhang Qiang. He had to beat the poop out of him.
Zhao Qishui covered his head and said, "Forget it, just forget it for Uncle Zhang's sake."
In fact, Zhao Qishui also knew that Zhang Qiang could not come up with the money, so he went to Zhang's house when the store was not busy, hoping to ask Zhang Qiang not to sell the house.
Zhao Qishui knew what Old Zhang was thinking. Once the house was sold, according to Zhang Qiang's personality, he would definitely spend all the money in a few days.
Then I will be truly homeless.
As a result, Zhang Qiang happened to be bringing people to look at a house, and Zhao Qishui drove them away. Zhang Qiang got angry and started fighting with Zhao Qishui.
He grabbed a hammer by the door and hit Zhao Qishui on the head.
Seeing the danger coming, Zhang Qiang panicked, threw the hammer and ran away.
Fortunately, he did not use too much force, otherwise it would be hard to say whether Zhao Qishui would be alive or not.
He Shu was furious when he heard this, but his godfather told him not to interfere and not to call the police, as he only had superficial injuries and would be fine in a few days. He Shu nodded with a sullen face.
The doctor suggested that it would be best to stay in the hospital for a day or two for observation, but Zhao Qishui was stubborn and refused to do so. He said it was unlucky to be hospitalized before the end of the first month of the lunar year and he insisted on going home.
In desperation, He Shu and Brother Xiao Dong had to send his godfather back home to rest.
After the godfather lay down in the house, He Shu pulled little brother Dong to the door and said, "Brother Dong, go to Zhang Qiang's house and wait to see if he has returned. Don't show up. If he has returned, call me. If he has not returned, I will take your place at night and we will take turns watching him."
Xiao Dong understood: "I said we can't let him go. Okay, I'll go first, in case the master doesn't let me go."
"Well, if you see Zhang Qiang, call the police and block him."
Xiao Dong disagreed a little when he heard this: "Calling the police will only mean a few days of detention, right? That's too easy for him. I see he'll also have a hole in his head."
He Shu couldn't let Xiao Dong do it, because if he used too much force, Xiao Dong would be in trouble.
So he patiently explained to Brother Xiao Dong and asked him to call the police and be punished first, and he could deal with it later when he came out.
Xiao Dong agreed after hearing this and praised He Shu for being smart. He also said that Zhang Qiang's grandson would never have a good life in the future.
Seeing Xiao Dong go out, He Shu stayed at home to take care of his godfather.
Zhao Qishui rested for a while, came out of the house, and saw He Shu working on the computer in the living room.
"Father, why are you up?"
"Oh, I'm fine, just a little scratched. Where's your brother Xiao Dong?"
"Brother Xiaodong has returned to the store. Godfather, you should not go there these days. You are not busy anyway. Have a good rest at home. I will also go back to Dadu in a while, so I can't accompany you for a few days."
Zhao Qishui nodded with relief: "Okay, then take a few days off."
In the evening, He Shu finished cooking and ate with his godfather. While washing the dishes, he sent a message to Brother Xiao Dong, asking him how he was doing.
Xiao Dong said he didn’t see anyone and asked him what to do?
He Shu asked him to wait a little longer and wait until his godfather fell asleep before he could take his place.
After finally waiting for Zhao Qishui to go into the house to rest, He Shu gave him some anti-inflammatory medicine. After he fell asleep, He Shu put on a baseball cap, changed his clothes, put on a backpack and quietly left home.
On the way, He Shu picked up two bricks and put them in his bag.
Being forbearing also depends on who you are for. Zhang Qiang beat up his godfather, and He Shu must avenge him.
Xiao Dong had been standing at the corner downstairs of Zhang Qiang's house, his nose running from the cold.
"Brother Xiao Dong, have you called him?"
"I called, but this grandson's phone is always turned off."
He Shu nodded: "Then go back, be careful when you open the door, don't wake up my godfather."
Xiao Dong was also worried about He Shu being here alone: "Can you do it? If you get beaten by that grandson, Master will kill me."
"Don't worry, Brother Dong, I know what's going on. If I see him, I'll call the police and have them arrest him."
Xiao Dong nodded to show that he understood. Looking at He Shu's appearance, he whispered to him not to be impulsive and to call him if they wanted to fight.
He Shu agreed readily; he really didn't look like someone who would fight.
After Xiao Dong left, He Shu didn't wait downstairs, but went upstairs directly.
The door was open when Zhang Qiang ran away. He Shu entered the room without turning on the light. He used the flashlight on his mobile phone to look around and saw a few drops of blood on the floor at the door.
Many things were gone from the house, and it looked very empty, probably because they were preparing to sell the house.
Someone died in this house from gas poisoning, so it is not easy to sell.
He Shu knew that Zhang Qiang would definitely come back, so he closed the door and sat inside waiting.
As long as no police come looking for Zhang Qiang today, he will know that his godfather did not call the police. He only has this one house left, so where else can he go if not come back?
Uncle Zhang died in this room, but He Shu was not afraid at all.
If Uncle Zhang is still alive in heaven, please bless him to wait for Zhang Qiang tonight.
He wanted to teach Zhang Qiang a lesson on behalf of Uncle Zhang and his godfather .
Time passed minute by minute. He Shu walked around the room, shielding the flashlight with his hand and finding a set of Uncle Zhang's clothes and the photo that Zhang Qiang had stuffed into the clothes in the closet that had not been moved out.
He put these things aside, then went back to the door, turned off the flashlight and continued waiting.
I don’t know how long it had been, but He Shu, with his eyes closed, heard light footsteps coming from the corridor outside.
He opened his eyes, stood up and walked behind the door...
