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Chapter 232 Art Festival

After I asked, I waited for my dad’s reply with great expectations. My dad probably wasn’t in a good mood at that time, so he said to me: “I can’t explain it clearly on the phone, so I’ll tell you when I go back.”

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

When I was waiting at home, I felt very anxious and worried about my uncle.

After my dad and Xu Yan came back, I couldn't wait to rush up and asked them about their final situation.

My dad looked solemn, sat on the sand and took a few sips of cigarettes silently, while Xu Yan glanced at me and then flashed back to the room.

Although I was in a hurry at that time, I didn't urge my dad to wait for him to speak.

My dad smoked for a while before he told me about the situation.

I felt a little uncomfortable after listening to it. Even though I had been mentally prepared, I still felt uncomfortable after hearing the results with my own ears.

I returned to the room silently, locked the door, calmed myself, and fell asleep in a daze.

I knew that the phone ringed, so I got up from the bed. I took the phone and saw that it was Zhuo Xiaoyu.

I rubbed my head and picked it up.

She came up and asked my uncle how it was.

I hesitated for a moment, and then told her about the situation.

Because Jin Ye and Liu Ziming cleared their relationship, they were sentenced for manslaughter. They were originally sentenced to four years, but because of my uncle's criminal record, he added another one more sentence, which means he had to stay in prison for five years.

Five years, a period of time that is neither long nor short, can make many people forget your existence, and can also make you feel as if you have never left.

I don’t know what my uncle was feeling at this time, I only know that my mood was obscure and gloomy, as if I suddenly lost the usual sun in my life, and the next road was only the wind and rain.

Later, when I saw my uncle again, I was already in the detention center. At that time, the weather had become hot and summer was coming soon.

Because of some trivial matters, I didn't come to see him until now.

My uncle, opposite the glass, had a very thin face, clean, with clear edges and angular heads, and his head was very short, tightly pressed against his scalp, looking very energetic.

He seemed very happy about my arrival, but he seemed to have no idea what to say to me for a while, so he just smiled.

I swallowed hard, and slowly asked at him, "How are you doing?"

He nodded, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he spoke to me, "It's pretty good, where are you?"

I also told him that I had a good life and had never caused trouble during the period of time when I went back. I studied hard and told him that I had passed the experimental class exam. After the second year of high school starts, I can be promoted to the experimental class.

He seemed very pleased when he heard this, praised me and told me that I must study well and that I must be admitted to a prestigious university in the future to bring honor to my ancestors.

As he said that, he looked dark, lowered his head, and said with a wry smile: "Don't discredit the family like me."

I bit my lip tightly, feeling a little uncomfortable, and quickly changed the subject with him and said, "Uncle, when I came, Wang Yuyin asked me to tell you that she wanted to see you, but she couldn't leave, so there was a sentence for me to tell you."

My uncle was stunned for a moment and said to me, "What are you talking about? Is she doing well recently?"

I nodded at him and said, "Okay, it's pretty good. Now she's getting close to Xiao Lu, so I basically know everything about her."

As I said that, I smiled softly and said, "How is it, I'm doing it well, I'll help you monitor her every move."

My uncle smiled at me and said, "Why are you monitoring someone? I have broken up with her. By the way, have you returned the red rope to her?"

I nodded at him and said, "Well, I gave it to her. The words she asked me to bring to you are also about this red rope. She told me that she would keep the red rope for you first. After you go out, she will return it to you."

My uncle looked dull for a moment after hearing this. After a while, he suddenly became sad, with a look of pain on his face, tears flashed in his eyes, and his lips moved, and then he spoke gently, as if he was talking to himself: "How can I be worthy of her?"

After I came out of the detention center, the sun outside had already hung in the air, looking for warmth on people. I looked back at the high walls of the detention center and couldn't help but sigh, from then on, for a long time, my uncle and I were people from two worlds.

After I returned to school the next day, our class teacher held a class meeting during evening self-study and said that the school would organize a sports meeting so that everyone would sign up enthusiastically.

In the lifeless high school life, when I suddenly heard such an activity, the people in our class were instantly excited.

The sports meet in our school is not the kind of sports meet in the traditional sense. It is mainly composed of sports meets and combines a variety of events, and is called "Art Festival".

A total of two days were held. The first day was a sports meeting. There were competitions for various sports. Many sports events started to compete at the same time. It was about one day. At night, students set up stalls on their own in the square in front of the cafeteria, mainly for food, and various stalls could be set up. Of course, the premise was that they had to apply to the school first, and then approved before they were allowed to be placed.

Our head teacher saw us so excitedly, and did not organize us, so he let us discuss for a while.

Xiaopang was very excited at the time and said to me: "Brother Mo, Brother Mo, I have heard of the Art Festival for a long time. I had known people who went to Jiefang before and told me that it was fun, and if we could catch the opportunity, we could still make some money."

When I heard him mention that he could make money, I became interested and asked him to quickly talk about how to make money.

He swallowed and said to me, "Think about it, when the Art Festival starts, we will set up a stall and buy some snacks and milk tea. Even if we can make two yuan a cup of milk tea, there are thousands of people in our high school and sports department. You say that even if there are two or three hundred people to buy it, we will make several hundred yuan. Besides, the cost of milk tea is so low, and a cup of at least five or six yuan will make it, how much money will it cost."

When I heard Xiaopang's words, I suddenly became energetic and asked at him: "Are you really saying that, can you really make so much money?"

At that time, my monthly living expenses were only 400 yuan. If I could make so much money, I would have lived expenses for a long time.

After I was stabbed by a knife last time, because the mosquito died, his family did not pay our family any money. My medical expenses were borrowed by my father and Xu Yan, and they had so much foreign debt, which made it even worse. So when Xiaopang said this, I wanted to sign up for such an activity and help my father and Xu Yan share some pressure.

In fact, my dad is now looking for an old friend he helped when he was young and asked him for his own hands.

In this society, people are indifferent, which happened many years ago, so my dad didn't expect him to help him, just to try it. However, he didn't expect that his friend valued friendship very much. After hearing that my dad was in trouble, he immediately lent my dad 200,000 to him and asked my dad to do business, and he didn't want my dad's interest.

Because my dad used to do business, he did some tests based on this money, and the effect was pretty good, but compared to the debts my family bears, it was a drop in the bucket.

Seeing that I was excited, Xiaopang nodded at me and said, "Brother Mo, this is a good opportunity. You can make a living expenses, but..."

I was happy at the time, and when I saw him say this, I asked back, "But what?"
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