Chapter 141: Swollen from Flicking (Part 1/2)

The little boy, his mouth, hands, and clothes all smeared with chocolate, cheerfully ran to the coffee table and placed the newspaper-wrapped package on it.

Old Yan and his wife were both startled.

His fourth brother was equally baffled.

From their life experience, judging by the shape of the newspaper bundle, it definitely wasn’t filled with doughnuts.

Could it be money?

Impossible!

His fourth brother hurried over and unwrapped the newspaper bundle.

When he saw the stacks of banknotes inside, he straightened up, gasped, and turned to Old Yan, “Second brother, what’s this about? Who sent this?”

Old Yan was clueless.

He quickly pulled the little boy over and asked, “Gou Sheng, who gave you this?”

Perhaps his tone was too urgent.

Gou Sheng was immediately scared into crying.

He originally wanted to say it was a big brother with arching eyebrows and a big sister who always smiles.

But frightened like this, he couldn’t say anything, suddenly remembering something, he pointed to his little groin, crying with his mouth wide open, “Dad, I’m scared to say, the big brother said he would flick my little pee-pee off, I’m scared, wah wah wah!”

Old Yan wanted to ask more.

But his fourth brother was fuming with rage.

Biting his teeth with twisted thoughts, he no longer said much, picked up the money, hugged his child, and hurried downstairs.

“Yan Wenqing!”

After taking a few steps, he turned back, yelling furiously, “You’re playing with me, right? This is it for you! You, you’ve lost your last relative now, no one will help you anymore! We’re done, don’t contact me again!”

Old Yan wanted to stop him, eager to know who had sent the money.

His wife, however, held him back.

She believed it must be someone aware of Old Yan’s temperament who sent it, probably one of his former students, maybe one who had succeeded in life.

No matter what, they had the money for treatment now.

And judging by the generosity of the gesture, a hundred thousand yuan must not be a big deal for the sender.

Prioritize treatment.

After all, the money was brought back by Gou Sheng; they could always find out later.

She kindly sent fourth brother off, joyfully closed the door, pulled Old Yan back to the sofa, and placed the hundred thousand yuan in his lap, “Wenqing, we don’t have to sell the house now. After you recover, you can continue tutoring the kids, and I’ll continue cooking for them. Don’t frown, just accept it!”

Old Yan looked at the money in his lap, sighing deeply.

This hundred thousand was precious to him, like a life-saving straw.

Who could it be?

He speculated back and forth.

At times thinking it was a former student, then wondering if it was Old Bian and the principal together, and then his thoughts turned to Zhao Qingfeng.

Zhao Qingfeng?

That mischievous boy.

Speaking of flicking a child’s pee-pee, he was the most likely to do so.

He had mentioned wanting to be everyone’s hero; could it be him?

No.

His family was in dire straits; it was impossible for them to suddenly have a hundred thousand.

Old Yan couldn’t figure it out.

And the news of Zhao Qingfeng repaying the creditors had only reached a few people, it wouldn’t have reached his ears so quickly.

Better not to dwell on it.

His wife was right, focus on treatment and the students’ studies and well-being.

As for the hundred thousand,

They would wait a while for relations with his fourth brother to cool down, then personally visit and ask Gou Sheng about the person who delivered the money.

Old Yan’s crisis was temporarily averted.

On the other side, Zhao Qingfeng was still secretly amused.

He was sure Old Yan couldn’t guess who had delivered the money, and there was nowhere to guess from.

Fearing recognition, he hadn’t looked for a child in the teachers’ housing area.

Instead, he specifically chose a clueless-looking, strange little boy playing in a puddle a few hundred meters from the door, bribing him with candy and threatening to flick off his pee-pee.

“Brother Qingfeng, why are you so naughty? You even made that little boy’s pee-pee swell.”

“What do you know, I flicked lightly; it couldn’t have swollen.”

“How could it not? I saw it! (▼へ▼メ)”

“It really didn’t swell; you’ll understand later, (??ˇ?ˇ?)”

It didn’t swell?

Shen Lingyao had seen it clearly; with one flick from Zhao Qingfeng, the little boy’s pee-pee immediately seemed to grow larger.

Oh my!

Suddenly remembering Zhang Manman’s words, her face turned red then and there.

(ó﹏ò?).

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