There is a south wind in the dust

Chapter 3

Fu Chen quietly watched the grandpa and grandson chatting, occasionally saying a few words, watching Cheng Jianan carefully take care of his grandpa, echoing his grandpa's words, showing a well-behaved side.

After a while, Cheng Jianan went out to fetch water. Grandpa Cheng turned his head and pulled Fu Chen aside, put his hand on Fu Chen's, and smiled kindly at Fu Chen, as if he wanted to say something to him.

Looking at Grandpa Cheng like this, Fu Chen thought of his own grandfather, the old man who always stood by his side and took care of all his affairs.

"Nan Nan doesn't have any friends, so I'll trouble you to take care of Nan Nan in the future." Grandpa Cheng's words were half exhortations and half worrying, which made Fu Chen feel a little sad, old people are always easy to make people feel uncomfortable.

Fu Chen responded with an indescribable feeling in his heart. He and Cheng Jianan met by chance, and today there was a little overlap because of the many documents. Although it was a very common sentence, Fu Chen was a little overwhelmed. The illusion of such a big commission is probably because the other party has white hair and a gentle smile, which makes him unable to say no.

At night, Cheng Jianan had to keep vigil, so Fu Chen went back first. When Fu Chen left the hospital, it was already dark and the hospital was very quiet. Only the nurse on duty was left standing firm. Fu Chen took a taxi and went back by himself.

When it was time to go to school on Monday, Cheng Jianan came over with a bottle of toilet water: "The weather is going to heat up soon, the classroom is on the second floor, and there is a green belt below, which is easy to attract mosquitoes. Put it in the drawer and take it out and paint it when the time comes."

Fu Chen took it over and said thank you, he felt inexplicably happy, and he was in a good mood all afternoon.

In the blink of an eye, it was Friday again, and Lin Xuan and Ding Yiran asked Fu Chen out for dinner. They seemed to find that Fu Chen didn't like being with the Lin family very much, so they invited Fu Chen out for dinner alone, only Lin Xuan and Ding In the state of Yi Ran Zai, Fu Chen was relatively more at ease.

This is a western restaurant with good decoration and location. The waiters inside are very polite. Lin Xuan chose a window seat next to the garden. The scenery outside the window can be seen through the window, which is very beautiful.

After they sat down, the waiter stepped forward and handed them a menu. The voice sounded familiar, but it was a little different. Fu Chen looked up and saw Cheng Jianan.

No wonder it sounded familiar just now but something was wrong.As a waiter, Cheng Jianan has a gentleness and politeness that he doesn't usually have in school, adhering to the principle that the customer is God, and the voice is the softest, and the smile on his face makes people feel like a spring breeze.Fu Chen knew what Cheng Jianan was doing in such a hurry to leave school every day, so he came here to work part-time.

Cheng Jianan looked like he didn't know him, and he was still smiling and waiting for them to order. This restaurant has another advantage, one waiter for each table, but the waiter keeps a distance from the guests, so as not to disturb the guests At the same time, we can meet the needs of customers at any time.

Seeing Cheng Jianan's busy schedule for them, Fu Chen felt a little uncomfortable. It's not that he looked down on the service industry, but he looked at his deskmate as a party of enjoyment, the only one in this city besides Lin Xuan The people who communicated with him are now serving him, serving tea and water, this feeling is really a bit bad.

Fortunately, Cheng Jianan walked aside after serving the dishes on the table, and there was nothing to ask him to come over after that.Cheng Canaan kept a polite smile throughout the whole process and served them well.

When they left, Cheng Jianan was still tidying up their table. Fu Chen turned his head and glanced at Cheng Jianan. He was wearing a white overalls with a belt that narrowed his waist very thinly. After ordering the detergent, the tools in my hand flexibly circled around the table, wiping the table skillfully.

When Fu Chen returned home in the evening, Cheng Jianan's gentle and smiling face was still in his mind, and suddenly he was a little curious about Cheng Jianan, and wanted to know about his situation.

According to the current situation, it should be the head teacher who knows him best.

After thinking about it, Fu Chen called.

It took a long time to hang up the phone. Fu Chen hung up the phone, thinking about what the head teacher said.

"This child is quite poor. He grew up in an orphanage and was later adopted by Grandpa Cheng Jianan, so his surname is Cheng."

"Grandpa Cheng's daughter and son-in-law don't like him as much as Grandpa Cheng does. He has always regarded him as an outsider. I guess Canaan knows it in his heart, so he rarely uses the family money and goes out to work part-time by himself, so he often sleeps in class, and I also turn a blind eye. Close your eyes."

"Grandpa Cheng's body is pretty good by now, and I don't know if he can handle it."

"I was adopted in my teens, and I'm very old at school. I think you two have a good relationship now. At least he has a companion. Because he doesn't have time to make friends, so he doesn't have a good relationship with his classmates."

Fu Chen thought about how he was with his grandfather in Cheng Jianan Hospital, how he was working in the restaurant, and how he was sleeping in class, and he felt some inexplicable complex emotions in his heart.

The phone suddenly lit up. Seeing the caller ID, Fu Chen didn't want to answer it, but he still had no choice but to answer it.

"Very good... um... good... good."

Fu Chen kept answering in single words until the other party said goodbye.

Fu Chen hung up the phone, saw a note from the homeroom teacher displayed on the call log, and suddenly laughed at himself: "There is still time to care about others, so pity yourself."

After speaking, he threw the phone on the sofa and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

In a blink of an eye, the final exam came, and the students who had finished the exam loudly condemned the person who made the question this time in the corridor. Fu Chen returned to the classroom and waited for the head teacher to hold the last class meeting of this semester and the teachers to assign summer homework.

The things to be emphasized in the class meeting are nothing more than those, the class performance this semester, paying attention to safety during the summer vacation, completing homework and so on.

When the class representative just handed out the summer homework, Cheng Jianan answered the phone and told the head teacher to leave in a hurry, asking Fu Chen to help him with the homework.

The weather in summer was hot and dry. Fu Chen didn't ask the driver to pick him up. He was a little sweaty when he got home. As soon as he got home, he was about to take a shower when a phone call came. It was Fu Chen's father. Home.

"Have you finished the exam, how did you do?"

Fu Chen: "I don't know, I'll know when the result comes out."

Fu Chen's father asked again: "Is city A hotter than city B? Are you still used to it?"

Fu Chen: "It's a bit hotter, but I'm quite used to it."

Father Fu hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you... are you coming back from vacation?"

Fu Chen knew exactly what his father wanted to ask on the phone, but he still didn't know how to answer. He could only say, "I should. I just finished the exam today. It should take a few days."

Fu Chen's father was a little happy, chatted for a while, and hung up the phone. Fu Chen rubbed his brows, and he really didn't want to go back. Those bad relatives in the family were bad, but grandpa and father still missed him.

After three or four days in a row, Cheng Canaan didn't contact him to pick up his homework. Fu Chen didn't know when he would go back, and maybe he would leave right away. It's better to give Cheng Canaan his homework first.

It took four or five calls to get through, and Cheng Jianan's voice was full of tears.

Fu Chen's heart tightened, he asked Cheng Jianan to report the address, and hurried over by himself.