frightfiction Chapter 381 Uncle Doesn’t Look Like a Liar
Chapter 381 Uncle Doesn’t Look Like a Liar
Watching the bad guys being taken away by the police, Honghong and the others excitedly high-fived.
"yeah!"
He Libin was not so happy and still kept his head down.
Ah Xiu came over and said, "He Libin, aren't you happy? They were caught bullying you, you should be happy."
He Libin opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but quickly pouted: "They will block me again."
Because of his habitual hip dislocation, he walks much slower than other students. After several days of school, he has also been nicknamed "He Turtle".
He knew that his classmates didn't mean any harm by shouting this, but he was still marginalized because of it and was never taken with them to play anything.
He was targeted by these people because he was alone.
He Libin pursed his lips.
Perhaps after being caught this time, they may go even further next time in revenge.
Maybe it's not as simple as using a knife to force him to pay his pocket money, it could also be...
There was a sudden pat on the shoulder.
He Libin looked up in confusion, and Apeng patted his chest: "Don't worry, we will protect you from now on!"
Ash also nodded: "That's right, we are not afraid of him."
"Yes, my father has a talisman." Hong Hong followed up, "If you stick the talisman on, you will be invulnerable to swords and guns!"
He Libin: “…”
He is already seven years old, not a three-year-old child who knows nothing!
Due to his health reasons, his family was afraid that he would be bullied by his classmates if he went to school too early, so they delayed his first grade for a year, but he also learned a lot at home.
Invulnerable to swords and guns... This kind of martial arts only exists in the martial arts novels my uncle reads.
symbol?
Those are all feudal fans...
Uh, uncle seems to be some kind of master?
He Libin finally reacted and glanced at Su Chen guiltily.
If Su Hong's father is really a master, is he a liar who specializes in feudal superstition?
Although he helped me just now, but... it's wrong to be a liar!
But... the police officer has a good relationship with Su Hong's father...
So is Su Hong’s father a liar?
He Libin's little head was torn between conscience and trust, wavering between doubt and trust.
"Wait a moment."
Su Chen called out to the excited child.
Before many heads could turn, he walked over to the roadside stall selling taro cakes.
"Brother, how much do you sell it for?"
"One cent each."
Huh? Surprisingly not expensive.
Such a big taro cake is coated with flour and fried.
Su Chen took out the money quite quickly.
Several children also gathered around.
"One per person, take it yourself."
"Thank you dad!"
"Thank you, uncle!"
Su Chen turned his head and glanced at He Libin, who looked at the taro cake and swallowed his saliva. Soon, his face turned serious and he said, "Uncle, my mother won't let me eat food from the street. She says it's not nutritious."
"Is it because of your illness? It's okay, just eat. If you get sick, ask your parents to come to me."
Su Chen took one for him and one for himself. After getting back three cents in change, he began to eat it happily.
"Hmm? It's quite delicious."
His eyes lit up and he planned to pick up his children from school more often in the future.
He Libin on the other side saw Honghong and the others eating happily, and couldn't help but take a careful bite. Soon his eyes lit up.
"It's delicious, right?" Ash asked.
He Libin nodded.
"My uncle bought it, it must be delicious."
Ah Qiu hummed twice: "My uncle is the best!"
The taro cake, which was bigger than a palm, was gone in five or six bites, and Su Chen felt a little unsatisfied.
Just as I took out my handkerchief and wiped my fingers, I heard a surprised voice: "Xiaobin, what are you eating?"
When He Libin heard the sound, he hurriedly hid the taro cake he had only taken a few bites of behind him, his eyes full of fear.
"Mom, mom~"
A fashionable woman walked over and smiled at Su Chen.
"Hello, I'm He Libin's mother."
"Hello, I'm Honghong and Apeng's father, and Aqiu and Axiu's uncle..."
The woman was stunned for a moment: "Ah, you are the one from town that Teacher Song mentioned?"
Su Chen: “???”
"Yes, Liangshan Town."
The woman glanced at Honghong and the others and said, "I heard from Teacher Song that you felt that the education in town was not good enough, so you sent your child to study in the city. You are really amazing, just like Meng's mother moved three times."
He Libin glanced at his mother silently, then secretly glanced at Su Chen. Seeing that they were not paying attention to him, he quietly put the taro cake behind him to his mouth and took a small bite.
"Crack, click, click!"
The woman turned her head to look at him, and He Libin quickly covered her mouth.
"What are you afraid of? Mommy isn't stopping you from eating it. It's okay to eat it once or twice occasionally."
The woman rubbed He Libin's head and said, "Honghong Dad, I'll take our Xiaobin back..."
"Wait a moment."
The woman looked at Su Chen in confusion.
Su Chen put away the handkerchief and pointed at He Libin's hip.
"The child's hip dislocation is very frequent. Why didn't you take him to get proper treatment?"
“…Huh? What are you…”
The woman looked at He Libin, who waved his hands repeatedly: "Mom, I didn't say that. Uncle saw it himself."
He blinked innocently: "Uncle also asked you to take me to see him for treatment."
The woman was surprised: "Honghong's father..."
"Xiao Bin is like this, can it really be cured?"
"It's not a big problem." Su Chen explained, "It's just that once treatment begins, you may need to take some medicine and pay special attention to rest."
"Really, is it really possible?" The woman still couldn't believe it.
In the past few years, for the sake of our child's health, our family has gone to many hospitals and consulted many old Chinese doctors, but the results have not been very good.
As a last resort, they could only repeatedly emphasize to their children not to jump, run, or do any strenuous exercise. They even specifically communicated with the class teacher during the school registration process.
They have worked so hard for this child that they have almost accepted their fate.
Unexpectedly, the father of my child’s classmate said that there is a cure.
Even if it was a liar, she would believe it as long as there was a glimmer of hope.
Su Chen motioned He Libin to come forward and placed his hand on his hip.
A force surged in and quickly repaired the joints between the bones.
He Libin was stunned for a moment, and said in a daze: "Uncle, your hands are a little hot..."
"It's hot, just wait a moment."
It took a full two minutes for Su Chen to withdraw his hand.
He turned around and asked Honghong to take out paper and pen from her schoolbag. She wrote the prescription with a pencil and exercise book and handed it to the woman.
"The child is weak and needs more nourishment. Boil seven bowls of water into one bowl and drink one dose every day. It's best to go to bed at 7 or 8 o'clock in the evening and get up later in the morning. His bone problem is quite serious. It depends on the condition. I think he will need seven or eight more treatments."
The woman nodded repeatedly: "Then where can Honghong's father go for treatment?"
"That's what happened just now." Anyway, I plan to pick up the kids from school more often, so there will be plenty of opportunities.
Su Chen rubbed He Libin's head and said, "Take your medicine and rest well, so you can recover soon."
Then he gestured to Honghong and the others: "Let's go, say goodbye to Auntie."
Several children shouted in unison.
"Goodbye, Auntie. Goodbye, He Libin!"
The woman subconsciously waved her hand: "Goodbye!"
Only after Su Chen and the others walked away did he suddenly react.
"Oh, no, how about treatment..."
“There’s no charge for this!”
"Xiaobin, does Honghong's father have a bad memory?"
So you forgot to collect the money?
He Libin shook his head slowly: "Mom, my uncle has a good relationship with the police. They call him Master!"
He emphasized: "Master Xiao Su from Chunming Street!"
Then he scratched his head again and said, "Uncle said that all masters are feudal superstitious and are liars."
"But uncle doesn't look like a liar. He helps me fight the bad guys and buys me food!"
The woman suddenly became nervous: "Bad guy?"
"Yeah, they asked me for pocket money, snatched my schoolbag, and threw my books..."