A Sensualist's Sin

On Monday, the weather was a bit gloomy, and the dried vegetables were not easy to dry.

This is the eighth week that Yang Yu has been here, and it's already mid April. Next week, the third class of junior high school will have a unified examination of the whole county. For this unified examination, Yang Yu and Li Ruoshui are redoubling their efforts. They can never take the last place in the whole county again. The students are also very prepared.

Because Mr. Yang said that after the mid-term exam, I will take you for a good spring outing.

At noon, Yang Yu was embarrassed to stay in the office, because Yang Lin was sitting opposite him. As soon as they looked up, they would see each other, and they would remember the scene of last Friday when they mistakenly took aphrodisiac and were dried for nearly two hours.

Yang Lin has no face to face Li Ruoshui. She goes to bed with her best friend's boyfriend and pretends nothing happened.

So during the lunch break, Yang Yu went to the classroom to accompany the students and explain the exercises to them.

The first section is the physical education class of grade one and grade two.

Last time these little ghosts gave them a substitute lesson, they just taught people how to reproduce. But they made a mess of it. Yang Yu wanted to take the PE class back.

However, the students who were originally chosen as basketball let them practice basketball, and other students moved freely. Yang Yu sees Xiaomei, a cheerleader, depressed today, which is not in line with the way he usually sees Yang Yu.

"What's the matter, Xiaomei?" Yang Yu sits next to Xiaomei. Xiaomei's face is not good either. It's not like that.

Xiaomei turned her head and her eyes were almost tearful: "Miss Yang, my mother is ill."

"Sick? Do you have a cold? Did you go to the hospital to take medicine? " So it's spring. It's a high incidence of flu.

"I didn't take any medicine. I just lay in bed. Can Mr. Yang go to see my mother?" Xiaomei pouts her mouth and her eyes are red. Yang Yu can't take care of herself when she looks at it.

What's more, Zhao Ying is a left behind woman. Since her husband went out to work, there has been no news and no one cares about her. Illness is her most helpless period. She can't take care of herself and no one else will take care of you. She has to take care of Xiaomei. That kind of feeling is like living on her own.

Yang Yu touched Xiaomei's head and said with a smile, "Mr. Yang is going to buy medicine now. I'll go home with you after school, OK?"

When Xiao Mei heard this, she jumped up with a happy smile.

"Don't be happy too early, at night," Yang Yu said. At night, Xiaomei suddenly turned red. After Yang Yu opened the bud last time, they didn't do that kind of thing.

For the little girl who has just tasted the forbidden fruit, that kind of temptation is really too big.

The general store of yunu village is in the center of the village, but the only clinic is at the top of Houshan village, which is not only close to Houshan, but also remote, with few neighbors.

There's no way. The village doctor lives in that house, and it's an old house. Most of the families in this village are really old houses that have been built for decades. Of course, many of them no longer live.

"Is Dr. Wu in?" Yang Yu knocked on the door and called.

But no one answered. Isn't it so coincidence that it's not here? The window was open, and there were no curtains. So he looked into the inner room. There were some shelves in the room, and on the shelves were some western medicine and a kitchen utensil, which should be used for Chinese medicine.

But there was no one in the dark room. Yang Yu was muttering.

All of a sudden.

Behind a hand, patted on Yang Yu's shoulder.

Ah!

Yang Yu was startled, quickly avoid, look back, is a middle-aged man.

"Brother, you scared the hell out of me." Yang Yu's heart slowed down after a pause: "are you Doctor Wu?"

Unexpectedly, Dr. Wu was very amiable and said with a smile, "I'm sorry to scare you. You should be Mr. Yang Yu, right?"

"Does Dr. Wu know me?" Yang Yu is not surprised. The village is not big at all, and he is the only talented teacher in the village. He has a normal understanding: "I have a friend who has a cold and wants to catch some cold medicine."

"Come in." Dr. Wu was very friendly and even poured a glass of water for Yang Yu. Yang Yu was not surprised. It would be nice if all the hospitals in the city had this service. He immediately took a good liking for Dr. Wu.

"Taking western medicine is very slow. This person still needs to recuperate and enhance immunity, or I'll give you another prescription of Chinese medicine." Dr. Wu said, he went to the shelf to get western medicine, and went to prepare Chinese medicine.

"Thank you, Dr. Wu first." Yang Yu looked at the room, looked up, the room in addition to a little dark, are very common.

All of a sudden, "bang.".

Yang Yu seemed to hear a little voice, just like a knock on the door, but he didn't care. But Dr. Wu's face suddenly sank with his back to Yang Yu.

"I've got the medicine. Western medicine according to the above instructions

"free? How can we do that. Dr. Wu helps the wounded and the dying. You are the only doctor in the village. If you get sick or feel ill, you have to pay for it. "

Two people push back and forth, finally give the money to calculate clearly.

The village all said that Dr. Wu was kind-hearted and had good medical ethics. Yang Yu also felt that he was a good doctor. After going out of the pharmacy and passing through the corridor, Yang Yu was not surprised to see the end of the corridor. It was dark and could not see anything, but he felt cold and left without much thought.Dr. Wu also went out to see him off and ordered him to take medicine on time. If he had a bad cold, he told him to come again.

The school bell rings again.

"Yunxi, cousin can't take you home. I'll go back and tell my aunt that I'm going to the students' home and take this medicine. Maybe I'll sleep there tonight."

Yunxi see and can't go home with cousin, night is not in, a loss.

"Also, remember to take the main road when you go home. Don't take the shortcut." Yang Yu touched his third cousin's head and loved her most.

Yang Yu watched Yunxi leave, looking at her back, suddenly feel a little uneasy in the heart, should be ok? Muttering in my heart, I went to train the basketball team again.

Yunxi is not happy to go to the fork in the road, in front of a road, through the village, both sides will be villagers, very safe, a shortcut, is straight around Taohuayuan.

"Which way? My cousin asked me to take the main road, but it's so early that I don't happen to meet that pervert again. There are many things to do when I go back. " Li Yunxi muttered and hesitated, but finally chose to take the shortcut.

There is no one in Taohuayuan. The gloomy weather is like an angry old man.

All of a sudden, there was a sound of footsteps in Taohuayuan.

"Who?" Yun Xi is afraid of call a, looked around, didn't see a person, but in the heart already scared, deeply swallowed a breath, forehead also fan out cold sweat.

Yunxi always feel someone hiding in a peep at himself, scared to run.

But behind, the rapid footstep suddenly flew to chase up.

"Save" Li Yunxi didn't even have time to cry out for help, so he fainted. As soon as the black shadow sack was stuffed, he resisted and disappeared.

Yang Yu's left eyelid went straight through the jump again, and Xiaomei was waiting for him. He finished the training and went to her home with Xiaomei.

When you go to Lihua village, you have to pass Xiaomei's small village. It's not even a village. It's just a few families. I'm familiar with the road. When I walk, I find that it's not so far away. It's even closer than Hongxing Village. It's just a bit partial.

Xiaomei is so happy all the way. Yang Yu still holds her hand all the time. If she looks cute, she will tease her. That's very cute.

Soon to Xiaomei's house.

"Mom, who do you think is coming?" Xiaomei had already run into the inner room and reported excitedly to her mother.

Zhao Ying is lying on the bed, her face is very bad, and she is very weak. She has been lying all day, and she has no appetite for lunch. This hunger makes her even worse.

As soon as he saw Mr. Yang, Zhao Ying had forgotten everything before, but he still regarded Yang Yu as Xiaomei's teacher: "Mr. Yang, why are you here? You see, it's not convenient for me to treat you like this. " Zhao Ying struggled to get up, but found no strength to climb: "Xiaomei, go and pour a cup of tea for Mr. Yang."

"Listen to Xiaomei say you are sick, I went to catch some medicine, this western medicine you take first, Chinese medicine fried at night." Yang Yu touched Zhao Ying's forehead in the past. It was very hot: "sister Ying, you'd better lie down. I'll take a basin of cold water."

"Here it is Zhao Ying suddenly had an infarction.

She is a person who is easily moved, because there are too few people who care about her. Just now, she was lying in bed and was so miserable that she thought she would die in bed.

But the sudden appearance of Yang Yu, just like the sudden recovery of life, has already been filled with tears.

Yang Yu fed Zhao Ying western medicine, soaked her head in cold water with a towel, and then went out to decoct medicine and cook dinner. The sick people had no appetite to eat, so Yang Yu simply cooked porridge.

It's getting dark, but Yang Yu's left eyelid is still jumping, which makes him very uneasy. He even wants to go home. Seeing Zhao Ying like that, Xiaomei is still young, so she gives up her mind.

Naturally, Yang Yu is not a charity. There are not many left behind women in this mountain, and Yang Yu can't help them. He just insists on his own principle: to help others is to help himself, and Xiaomei is half of her students.

It's already nearly eight o'clock after the medicine and dinner.

"Sister Ying, take the western medicine every meal according to the instructions, and drink the Chinese medicine twice tomorrow. Xiaomei might as well ask for leave and stay at home to take care of you tomorrow. Learning doesn't depend on this day. I think I have to hurry back! "Yang Yu always felt uneasy. He always felt that something had happened at home. His left eyelid had been jumping since his uncle's last time. This time, it was even worse.

Last time, teacher Yang thought that he could catch the flu because he was too late to go back to school. "

it's obvious that if I don't have the flu, you can sleep with me. Now you can only sleep with Xiaomei.

And Xiaomei is even more reluctant to listen. How can she let Miss Yang go? It's hard to come here once, but I'm in a hurry: "if I ask for leave tomorrow, I'll definitely have to finish my homework. Mr. Yang, why don't you tutor me in the evening. "

Yang Yu began to admire Xiaomei for her young age. She spoke very smoothly, so she hesitated again. Looking at Zhao Ying on the bed, if her condition worsened, she might have to be sent to the hospital."Mr. Yang, let's go upstairs. "Xiaomei is afraid that Yang Yu will leave. She has already taken Yang Yu's hand to the second floor.

Yang Yu was confused by the little devil, and his left eyelid didn't jump for some reason, so he told Ying Jie a few words, poured her a cup of boiled water, closed the door, and followed Xiao Mei to climb to the second floor from the outside stairs.

In fact, Yang Yu's heart is still beautiful. Xiaomei is a developing girl. It's so delicious that she can have another big fight at night.

Lying in bed, Yingjie never dreamed that her daughter had already had a relationship with teacher Yang. If she knew, she would never let Yang Yu sleep with her daughter tonight.

Zhao Ying wants to know that her daughter will be beaten to death by teacher Yang Yu all night, and she will not let the wolf go into the sheep's nest.

If Yang Yu knows that his third cousin Li Yunxi, whom he loves most, has an accident, even if Zhao Ying and Xiaomei go together like Zishu and Meixin last time, Yang Yu will not hesitate to go back to protect his third sister.

Three cousins Yunxi and Yuanxi are the heaviest in his heart at present.

However, life has no if, no ability to predict.