Chapter 350 Visiting Zhao Yan
“Huh~”
He Shu sat up suddenly, feeling a pain in his chest.
How could I have such a dream?
He wiped his face, which was wet, and then he realized that his whole body was drenched in sweat.
After a while, the pain in his chest gradually disappeared. He Shu put on his shoes, got up and went to the bathroom.
Looking in the mirror, his face was frighteningly pale.
The dream just now was so real.
However, He Shu did not believe in the existence of ghosts and spirits. He knew that whatever you thought about during the day would reappear in your dreams at night. Perhaps he just cared a little about Ma Dao's death.
Or maybe he was always thinking about sending the saber home.
As for what Ma Dao said, when He Shu was learning the Lisu language, he also looked into the customs there and found traces of them.
Yes, that’s right… Having found the reason, He Shu no longer scared himself.
I washed my face and walked out of the room...
My aunt came back during dinner time and stayed at home for one night .
He Shu asked his aunt where Ma Dao's ashes were. Seeing that he was still unwilling to give up, his aunt had no choice but to tell him that they had been placed.
"Aunt, I'll go there before the New Year."
Qi Xue really couldn't understand why He Shu was so persistent?
"Your uncle will accompany you there. After you get there, I'll ask Panda to pick you up."
"good."
Seeing He Shu was about to return to his room, Qi Xue followed him in.
"He Shu, remember, if you look into it in detail, every person who breaks the law can tell you one or two things that forced them to do so."
"But those are not reasons for them to break the law, you understand?"
"Even if Saber repents in the end and helps explain some things, don't forget that the mistakes he made in the past are not enough to make up for it."
He Shu nodded. Ma Dao's life was important, but the lives of the anti-drug police who sacrificed their lives on the border were more precious. He knew that Ma Dao deserved to die.
"Aunt, I don't sympathize with Sabre."
"That's good. I hope you can forget about those things after the matter of the saber is over."
"I will."
He Shu agreed very well, but Qi Xue did not relax.
Before going home, she went to see Ma Anqi, who said that He Shu's biggest flaw was that he was too empathetic.
Empathy is the ability to understand and empathize with other people.
Fortunately, He Shu is naturally rational. If he did not have such a rational character, he would definitely become more extreme.
Ma Anqi promised Qi Xue that she would help He Shu with some simple psychological counseling after he fully recovered.
But what Qi Xue didn't know was that when He Shu invited Ma Anqi to Nanzhan, he had already reached an agreement with her that he would let him conduct hypnosis experiments on her.
After some time, He Shu recovered peacefully at home.
Since his aunt agreed, he didn't think about the saber anymore.
Xia Miao would come over whenever she had time. When Xia Miao was not here, He Shu would study school courses online.
Feng Haoxiang knew that he was recuperating at home and sent him many notes.
The two of them had a tacit understanding that if He Shu didn't go to class, Feng Haoxiang would help He Shu record the class content.
This way, it will be easier to make up the credits when He Shu returns to school.
On December 10th, godfather Zhao Qishui arrived.
I was very happy to see that He Shu had recovered well and had gained some weight thanks to the care given by his aunt.
Zhao Qishui brought two large woven bags, which contained two pieces of slaughtered pork.
He specifically went back to his hometown to buy home-raised pigs that were fed grain, and the meat quality is much better than those fed with feed.
My aunt kept saying that Zhao Qishui had taken the trouble to get the meat from such a long distance, but she also praised the quality of the meat.
I stewed a pot of pork vermicelli at noon, and the old man nodded while eating it.
The visiting time was on the 15th. This time, Zhao Qishui also bought a pack of good cigarettes and waited for He Shu's uncle to come back.
Zhao Qishui also asked if this thing could be delivered.
Qi Zhijun nodded and said yes, he would find someone to deliver it, and Zhao Qishui was relieved.
In fact, he didn't know how to make up for the love that Zhao Yan had lost in the past.
Not everything is allowed in prison, so Zhao Qishui could only buy what Zhao Yan needed.
"Godfather, shall I go with you this time?"
"Can you go out?"
"Yes, you see I am almost completely healed."
"Okay, help your godfather put in some good words for your brother."
He Shu nodded: "Godfather, actually my brother has a good personality. He just can't adapt for a while, right?"
Little Wolf... No, that person Zhao Yan, He Shu had a very deep impression of him at the beginning.
He was a guy who could play with a manual transmission in front of everyone in the cell and sell handmade paintings everywhere. Who would have thought that he would be so resistant to his biological father.
Zhao Qishui finally made it to the 15th amidst his anxiety.
My uncle drove Zhao Qishui and He Shu to the prison.
In the meeting room, Xiaolang saw He Shu also came, and he was not as enthusiastic as before.
"Brother." He Shu shouted enthusiastically, "My father and I have bought you something delicious."
Zhao Qishui glanced at He Shu with satisfaction, walked to the table and sat down, then looked at Zhao Yan.
"It's cold now, aren't you cold wearing so little?"
Zhao Yan looked at Zhao Qishui who came for the third time with a complicated expression. Didn’t he understand what I said last time?
"I asked Xiaoshu's uncle to bring two cotton-padded jackets and a pack of cigarettes for you. Don't be reluctant to smoke them. Dad will buy you some next month."
"But it's better to smoke less. Cigarettes are not good."
"If you need anything, tell Dad. I've saved some money for you. I heard they sell food there. If you don't have enough to eat, don't be reluctant to spend money. Your health is the most important thing."
He Shu sat aside, quietly watching Zhao Yan's expression. It seemed that he didn't really dislike his godfather.
Zhao Qishui talked a lot, but Zhao Yan didn't respond, which made him very anxious.
"Brother, are the people in the cell you're staying in okay? If there's anyone you don't like, tell me and I'll try to find a way to get you a new cell."
Zhao Yan scratched his blue head. After all, because he and He Shu were former cellmates, he was not too cold to him: "It's okay."
In fact, Zhao Yan didn't really adapt here because everyone here was taller than him.
There are many people with tattoos of dragons and tigers, and it’s hard to dare to mess with them.
He also painted secretly, but business was not good. This place was indeed a big city, and people here all read pictures of real people.
Fortunately, Zhao Qishui has been sending him money in the past two or three months, so he has enough money to buy some things to please his brothers, so no one bullies him for the time being.
In fact , he didn't know that the reason he was not bullied was not because of his little tricks, but because Qi Zhijun had greeted people inside.
In a place like Dadu, the Qi family is more or less useful.
"Brother, why don't you learn to paint? I think you are quite talented. If you study systematically, there will be many industries that will need painting talents in the future. I think you also like painting."
Zhao Qishui was surprised when he heard this: "Are you good at painting?"
Zhao Yan coughed awkwardly twice: "I just drew it randomly. There's nothing to do in there."
"Oh, since you like to learn, Dad will buy you some books and drawing paper."
Zhao Yan shook his head: "Why should I learn that? I don't know what I will be like when I get out."
After hearing this, Zhao Qishui felt a little disappointed. Yes, it was more than ten years later.
"Brother, you are wrong to think so. As long as you have a skill that you can show off, it is never too late."
"Besides, how do you know that painting in there is useless? Maybe it can help you get a further reduction in your sentence?"
