Chapter 128: Stubborn Dad
Having experienced and seen a lot on the Huluolaba ji platform, the boy decided he wanted to switch platforms. So, he went out with his buddies to learn how to film short videos.
He streamed live every day, returning home at night.
One day, he invited two friends he’d met about half a month ago, Jiu Shen’er and Jiu Xian’er, for drinks.
After the three of them had drunk quite a bit.
They started talking about a girl who recently wanted to join them.
Jiu Shen’er wanted to start a media company and sign this girl. He asked the boy and Jiu Xian’er what they thought of the idea and if the girl would agree.
The boy had some understanding of this girl who wanted to join. She was divorced with a child, filmed her own videos every day, and sometimes posted slightly risqué content to attract traffic. He heard she had a few benefactors who brought in at least ten thousand to eight thousand yuan a month.
Furthermore, given the boy’s temperament, he had no selfish motives; his thoughts were still straightforward, saying whatever came to mind.
Upon hearing Jiu Shen’er say he wanted to sign this girl, the boy replied without thinking, “Difficult. It’s unlikely she’ll agree to be signed.”
Jiu Shen’er asked why. The boy said, “We haven’t even started yet, but she’s been on this platform for a long time. Or rather, we haven’t made money yet, but she already has. Why would she agree to be signed? If it were us, we wouldn’t either!”
Hearing this, Jiu Shen’er, who was also quite drunk, became instantly enraged and began to curse the boy loudly.
The boy was stunned by this outburst. He thought to himself that he hadn’t provoked Jiu Shen’er, and they had always gotten along well. The boy had always respected Jiu Shen’er as an older brother, so why did he suddenly lose his temper?
Jiu Shen’er continued, “I hate people who talk behind others’ backs the most. What the hell are you, anyway? Let’s not hang out together tomorrow!”
The boy was also a bit drunk. He had only stated what he had analyzed, and it wasn’t his idea in the first place; Jiu Shen’er had asked him.
If this had happened before, the boy would have slammed the table and cursed back. However, Jiu Shen’er was a good friend of his buddy, and he feared that turning hostile would be bad for his friend. The boy gritted his teeth and didn’t retaliate.
But the suffocation he felt made the boy cry with grievance. “Fine, alright, if we’re not playing together, we’re not playing together.”
Before long, the boy wiped away his tears, his expression growing cold. He hadn’t intended to cry at all; it was because he felt wronged and was holding back his anger.
As his heart grew cold, he sobered up quite a bit. He thought that Jiu Shen’er didn’t consider him a brother at all. He had treated Jiu Shen’er to drinks, and Jiu Shen’er had deliberately asked his opinion. He had simply told the truth, only to be met with a torrent of abuse. It was better not to associate with this buddy.
The boy paid the bill, and the three of them left the restaurant. Seeing the boy like a changed person, Jiu Shen’er realized he might have been too drunk and had spoken without thinking.
Seeing his spirits lift, he wanted to ease the tension and said, “Come on, younger brother, let’s wrestle. Whoever pins the other down gets to be angry, okay!”
The boy gave Jiu Shen’er a cold glance and didn’t reply.
“Come on, we brothers have to wrestle today. I want to see if you can beat me,” Jiu Shen’er continued.
Normally, this would have been a normal thing. For men, any awkwardness could be resolved with a meal, some drinks, and a friendly wrestling match.
However, Jiu Shen’er didn’t know the boy well. The boy actually had two sides to him: one that looked like a child, and another that was aloof and incredibly arrogant. When his cold nature surfaced, he gave people the illusion of being unapproachable.
Jiu Shen’er tugged the boy’s arm a couple of times.
The boy said, “Let’s wrestle, then. Who’s afraid of who?”
The two stood facing each other, arms on each other’s shoulders. They didn’t exert much force, each giving a gentle pull before letting go.
Jiu Shen’er said again, “No, we brothers must have a good wrestling match today. I want to see if you can take me down!”
Jiu Shen’er was several years older than the boy and weighed dozens of pounds more.
Seeing that he wouldn’t let it go and was still talking to him like this, the boy, who already had pent-up anger with nowhere to go, didn’t refuse when his defiant spirit took over.
The two stood facing each other again, tested each other once more, and then the boy hooked Jiu Shen’er’s leg and with a sudden burst of strength, slammed Jiu Shen’er to the ground with a “boom.”
As they fell, Jiu Shen’er landed on the boy’s leg. Due to the alcohol, the boy didn’t feel anything.
After getting up, Jiu Shen’er said nothing and prepared to take a taxi to another place to continue drinking.
As the boy stood up, he exclaimed, “Holy hell, he found he couldn’t stand up. His right leg simply wouldn’t obey him.
He quickly called for Jiu Shen’er and Jiu Xian’er. They initially thought the boy was joking, but seeing his expression, it seemed he wasn’t. They hurried over to help him. The boy’s raised leg was shaking at an unnatural angle, and he immediately sat back down on the ground.
Seeing this, they quickly hailed a taxi and took the boy to the hospital. It was late at night, and most of the doctors had already finished their shifts. Jiu Shen’er called someone he knew to help with a simple examination of the boy.
The doctor said the boy had torn at least two ligaments, and the back one seemed to be torn as well, but they weren’t sure. They would need to do an MRI in the morning for confirmation. That night, they simply put a cast on the boy’s leg.
The three of them left the hospital. Whether Jiu Shen’er was scared by the incident or not, he still wanted to go drinking.
The boy, like a big idiot, went along with the cast on his leg. This Dad is something else; his entire leg was freshly cast and immobile, yet he didn’t inform his family about how serious it was and still went drinking with others. This boy is truly a unique and bewildered anomaly among the world’s foolishly brave.
You could say he’s foolish, but he’s not entirely stupid. You could say he’s not stupid, but this guy has that kind of life-or-death loyalty among brothers.
If this happened to an ordinary person, who would do something like this?
The three went to a KTV, had a few more drinks, and chatted for a while. Jiu Xian’er took the boy home.
Jiu Shen’er sent a message to comfort the boy, saying he’d be fine in ten days to half a month. This pathetic idiot was scared. After telling the boy this, he called his wife to say he’d caused trouble and that the boy might have a serious leg injury from wrestling with him.
Of course, the boy only learned about this much later from Jiu Shen’er’s wife.
When the boy got home, he didn’t let Jiu Xian’er enter the yard. He primarily feared his family finding out about his injury, and he felt it might be serious. If his family knew, let alone buddies he’d only recently met, even his childhood friends, if they were drinking with his son and his son’s leg was seriously injured, they would have to pay money regardless of the reason!
This was what the boy feared. Although he knew his parents weren’t people who would extort others and were very reasonable, he couldn’t say anything.
This incident involved Jiu Shen’er being drunk and cursing him, then wanting to make amends, and they got injured when they went out. If he explained this, Jiu Shen’er would definitely have to pay some money. The boy had never been the type to declare brotherhood on the drinking table and then disown people when trouble arose, so he said nothing.
The next day, the boy’s father noticed the cast on his son’s leg and asked what happened. The boy didn’t say much, just that he had fallen.
The boy’s older sister and mother were very worried and asked where he got the cast and what the doctor said. The boy vaguely replied that he didn’t know, just that he thought he’d torn two ligaments, and it was fine.
Truly, ignorance is bliss. I really admire the boy at that time. You damn idiot, tearing two ligaments is fine?
Afterwards, the boy’s mother and sister insisted he get another examination. They called his maternal uncle’s eldest son, who drove him to the city hospital for an MRI and then to Fengtian Orthopedic Hospital to see a specialist.
The old doctor adjusted his small glasses, narrowed his eyes, and that was that! The boy then learned he had torn three ligaments and seemed to have meniscus damage, but they weren’t sure.
The doctor advised arranging surgery as soon as possible, within ten days to half a month, otherwise, he might have trouble walking in the future.
No matter how his family asked how his leg was injured, the boy just said he fell. Coincidentally, it was cold at the time, and it had just snowed. The boy said he slipped on the snow and twisted it.
He secretly sent messages to Jiu Shen’er and Jiu Xian’er, telling them not to contact him for a while.
