Logical Aesthetics Chapter 73

Chapter 73

<<"Zhang Xingzhi">>

    As soon as the old lady left, Zhong Yi began to torture him to force the confession out of him.

    "In fact, every time I heard your name, I wanted to ask if," Ah Ye "should be translated as" Ah Xing "or" Ah Zhi "?"

    But Zhang Xingzhi ignored Zhong Yi's doubts again: "You go first; I'll go to the kitchen and bring the medicine."

Zhong Yi was puzzled. There weren’t many other people. That had so many names. What's so bad about it? Isn't it a cute name with Candy?

    In the end, Zhang Xingzhi was so entangled by Zhong Yi that he finally said that he would tell him at night, he thought if he could divide Zhong Yi's vigorous curiosity into half of the gang of children, it would not cause one to worry about Dean Jiang.

    In just one night, the cold was orderly for two people.

    Zhang Xingzhi was in good health, and him falling sick was rare. It was particularly worse when he caught cold, and his symptoms were worse than Zhong Yi. Originally, he served Zhong Yi in the first half and in the second half, the second guy fell off.

    Zhong Yi heard someone's sneeze, while struggling to raise his arm, he stared at the mercury thermometer in his hand.

    He didn’t know if this thermometer was too old or too long. The mercury in the mercury column was fine. When he first looked at it, Zhong Yi even doubted whether there was mercury in it. Finally, when he wore his glasses. He barely found it after wearing it.

    Zhang Xingzhi was holding tissue paper and leaned on the bedside. The whole person was dying. He was dizzy and swollen. His nose was flushed with paper towels on both sides. His dark ink eyes were a little bit teary. The trash can beside the bed was full of he had a thick nasal sound when he spoke, "Did you see the, cough ..."

    Zhong Yi has been holding the thermometer for a minute to study. He tried different angles around the window and the door, but as long as he turned the triangular prism in his hand, either the scale was gone, or the mercury was gone. Urgently, before swearing, he first sneezed: "Don't cough, it will shake my hand when you cough."

    "Let me see."

    With that said, Zhang Xingzhi just ignored Zhong Yi and stretched out his hand and was pushed back with a slap. Zhong Yi's strength had not diminished, but he was even more irritable because of a cold.

    Zhong Yi: "Did you look down on me? Do you know how you look like Leo Zhang now? Also ... well, I see clearly."

    Zhang Xingzhi rubbed his nose: "How many degrees?"

    Zhong Yi kept turning the triangular prism in his hand: "You have a fever."

    Zhang Xingzhi: "How much?"

    Zhong Yi: "I don't know."

    Zhang Xingzhi: "?"

    Zhang Xingzhi: "... What do you see clearly?"

    Zhong Yi gave up and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose to conclude: "Anyway it’s over thirty-eight, and not thirty-nine."

    Don’t ask Zhong Yi why there was a full interval: “Does your family have antipyretic(fever-reducing) medicine?”

    Zhang Xingzhi didn't speak, he glanced at the two-empty bowls on the bedside table, it meant that his family even brewed a decoction for cold. Did it look like there would be antipyretic medicine? 

    Zhong Yi: "............"

    The main reason was that Zhang Xingzhi’ s mentality is too bad. There was no signal in the mountains and forests that could deliver medicines to the door. At this temperature, Zhong Yi was sitting on the bed feeling a little anxious: "Otherwise, let's call Granny, and ask her to come back and bring you some Western medicine. "

    Zhang Xingzhi’ s family only had medicinal raw materials. Even if all the ingredients for the antipyretic medicines were available, and they were all picked correctly and placed in front of Zhong Yi, he would not be convinced.

    Zhong Yi frowned very firmly, he couldn't figure out when he had a cold, and only had a runny nose, but a strong person like Zhang Xingzhi was suffering like that, there were no symptoms at all except for a fever.

    Zhang Xingzhi's dizzy eyes could not open at all, and he slowly shook his head and laid down in the quilt. His grandmother was a little bit disgusted with Western medicine. Even if he called, it was estimated that she would only ask him cover Zhang Xingzhi with a quilt and let him sweat.

    "I'll just sleep a bit, don't stay by my side." Zhang Xingzhi pursed his nose.

    Zhong Yi looked at him with anger: "I have a cold myself, and you’re afraid that I will be infected? You sleep, I'll handle the kid's work at your desk, if you want anything, call me."

    As a result, Zhang Xingzhi pondered for a long time and then handed out his mobile phone. Zhong Yi smirked at him: "You are really more worried than I am. I am sick of this guy who still worries about students. Next time you should come to me as an executive producer. "

    Zhang Xingzhi slept in bed all afternoon that day, and he was soaked all over his body that he didn’t even lift the quilt. It was sticky, and he didn’t sleep at all and was leaning on his side from time to time. Two pieces of ice passed by.

    Zhong Yi looked at the person with a flushed face in front of him and felt complicated. His slightly cold palm felt as if it were holding a fireball. He just wanted to touch his forehead and check the temperature. Zhang Xingzhi would subconsciously look for his hand, and Zhong Yi frowned deeply.

    Zhong Yi has never taken care of anyone since he was so old. Although Liang Sili smoked and drank, his health was alright. For minor illnesses he would be given some bed rest and some medicine. If a serious disease he would be directly taken to the hospital, he will not be bothered by him. It was the first time that Zhang Xingzhi is facing such a situation, and Zhong Yi could only be next to him, and wait for his fever to come down.

    In the back, Zhang Xingzhi felt more and more uncomfortable, and Zhong Yi couldn't sit still.

    There was nothing he could do. He could only use the most primitive method of putting a towel on Zhang Xingzhi’ s forehead and change it again and again.

   

The water in the mountains did not see sunshine all year round, and the water was clear, but it was very cold, and Zhong Yi was already afraid of the cold. Every time he felt the ice cold towel his hands couldn't stand it, he covered Zhang Xingzhi’ s forehead with it and warmed up before continuing.

    Although the thermometer was obnoxious, Zhong Yi stopped Zhang Xingzhi every hour. In order to see it accurately, he could only hold his fingertips against the mercury and compare the markings on the scale.

    Zhong Yi watched the his body temperature drop to 38, little by little, and slowly and when it neared 37 he finally relaxed.

    During this period, Zhang Xingzhi woke up stupidly once and asked him what time it was.

    Zhong Yi was looking at Zhu Hong's adjustment plan that was sent to him at the time, and as soon as he heard his voice, he sat down by the bed and responded, and let him rest in peace: "It's only four o'clock."

    Zhang Xingzhi still coughed a little: "Cough ... are you feeling better?"

    "Take care of yourself, Teacher Zhang, I finished drinking your grandma's medicine in the afternoon, and it's almost fine now." Zhong Yi said as he felt his forehead, and his other hand touched his forehead simultaneously to compare. The movement was very skillful, and his voice softens unconsciously. "Your body temperature is reducing, sleep again."

    Zhang Xingzhi’ s eyes were still a little heavy, squinting his eyes halfway, the eyelashes were moving up and down. Then the tall man leaned slightly on Zhong Yi beside the bed and said to him with a nasal voice " When "I can't sleep", I feel wronged like a child.

    Reasonably, Zhong Yi felt that he was typically strong headed person but not soft, and now that he looked at Zhang Xingzhi in such a situation his heart melted, and he was not mad at him at all.

    Zhong Yi stroked his head a little helplessly: "Today the mountain is windy outside, you can't go out, you will easily catch a cold."

    "Hmm ..." Zhang Xingzhi’ s face was buried in the quilt, and the exposed ear was red.

    "It's the last day of tomorrow. Don't think I fell asleep last night and don't remember, you said you wanted to take me to watch the sunrise. How can we go if you are sick?"

    "Ok……"

    "When your grandmother comes back to make dinner, you will take a hot bath and go to bed early this evening."

    "Ok……"

    Zhang Xingzhi's thick nasal voice was thick and heavy, and his ears were full of Zhong Yi's chatter and coaxing tone.

    Zhong Yi asked him to hurry up and get well soon, otherwise no one would work tonight, and asked him if he wanted him to learn to cook, otherwise he would have to count on others to eat a meal.

    Zhang Xingzhi didn't have much energy to say anything, whatever Zhong Yi said should be "good", and he should fall asleep when he was told to.

    After the turning and tossing, most of the two days of free dating time was gone. Fortunately, Zhang Xingzhi’ s sleep had really improved.

    After getting up and taking a shower, he felt refreshed, his fever was gone, and his cold symptoms were reduced. Just when he was at the table and ready to sit down, Zhong Yi glared at him: "Can you wear a coat and protect yourself and consider my efforts a little in the afternoon? "

    Zhang Xingzhi came back to the room and saw the towels and water basin beside him, only to realize the meaning of what Zhong Yi meant.

    Looking at the person who sat back at the table, the old lady said nothing at all: "You still blamed me for a long time? You two were not together last night, did you split up?"

    God knows that after she came back after playing a round of mahjong and to see her own grandson having a fever. She felt ashamed that he was sneezing on the bed. It was the same at night after drinking a bowl of medicine. Was it just one thing?

    Probably she didn’t take Zhong Yi as an outsider anymore. The family got together at the table. The old lady ’s sarcasm immediately reached the peak: "I only praised you in the morning and you exaggerated too much. It seems that you changed the name because you knew it. "

    Zhong Yi, who had devoted himself to eating, became very interested. He spoke cleverly: "Grandma, what do we mean by" Ye "in Yun Xian dialect? Zhang Xingzhi refused to tell me what his original name was."

    Zhang Xingzhi’ s slammed the chopsticks in his hand onto the table.

    The old lady hummed and put a few bites into her mouth, and said, "Why do you think he changed his name to this name now?"

    'Xingzhi'? It should be the phrase 'The mountains are high, and Jing Xingzhi stops’ from the “Book of Songs."

   The mountains have noble virtues, and Jing Xingzhi's behavior was bright.

    The main idea was to praise the character and learn to be as high as a mountain, and he can't help but use his behavior as a code of conduct.

    Zhong Yi blinked: "'Although I can't come, I yearn for it in my heart', the meaning is good and it's nice."

    But the old lady still looked like that: "That's what it means it’s nice to go out and be foolish."

    In Yun Xian, his name was decided late, and the name written in the hukou book was the name Grandma gave him first, and it was changed after he turned ten.

    The old lady really didn't save Zhang Xingzhi’ s face when she said, "Don't look at him being so great, but in the beginning, he was less courageous than the little kid in our family."

    Zhong Yi almost didn't choke on the food in his mouth, he couldn't help but laugh: "Cough, do you mean Leo?"

    "Yeah." The old lady and god were saying, "Zhang Xingzhi didn't like to talk or be sociable when he was a child. Our elders were anxious and called him" Ye "first, which can be considered as being wild or really getting wild, and the name suited him perfectly and he started getting wild. In the end, we were afraid that he would become spoilt. So, we added a 'Xing'(conduct or restrain) at the back and monitored him and told him that you need to practice self-discipline and restraint. "

    Zhong Yi didn't understand: "So before he was called 'Zhang Xing', what's so embarrassing about it?"

    The old lady laughed even more.

    Zhang Xingzhi couldn't help it at the time: "Grandma ..."

    But the old lady only thought she hadn't heard her own grandson's call. She even picked up his last pair of underpants.

    "He always felt that the name" Zhang Xing "was humiliating. He blamed us for putting this question on his face. It was strange for several years. As a result, when he was ten years old, he went to change his name., he changed it by adding a“zhi”(or stop) at the end and hit his face by himself, and certainly didn't realize it. "

    Zhong Yi went crazy, and after he came back to the room, he was still teasing him: "I can't see it. Our teacher Zhang was so young, and he started to care so much about the problem? Does it seem to be more powerful than Candy? "

    Zhang Xingzhi: "............"

    Zhang Xingzhi: "You said you would work for in the afternoon?"

    He admitted that he was a bit irritated.

    But Zhong Yi pretended to be silly: "What work, weren’t you asleep in the afternoon, what can I do for you?"

    Zhang Xingzhi raised his hand and hugged him: "I think I can work now."

    "I'm not so corrupt ... hey!"

    Zhong Yi was thrown on the bed before the word "Board" came out of his mouth, Zhang Xingzhi said: "Say good morning and I will tell you my original name at night."

    Zhong Yi declined, "It's not necessary."

    Zhang Xingzhi insisted: "When it's done, Teacher Zhong has taught."

    "Your grandma has told me."

    "I want to hear it again."

    Then he told Zhong Yi his name again and pretended to teach him, but it was not over yet. Zhang Xingzhi’ s retaliation continued until the next day.

    Before the sun rose, Zhang Xingzhi dragged the pillow person out of the quilt as he had said that he would take him to watch the sunrise.

    Zhong Yi was going crazy, he was sleepy all the way on Zhang Xingzhi’ s back. When they took the right road and got on the cable car he didn’t realize. When he opened his eyes, he was sitting on the edge with Zhang Xingzhi and stared at the camera. Zhang Xingzhi was holding the three of them.

    Zhong Yi didn't wash his face, there were fresh red strawberries printed on his neck, and he rubbed his eyes on Zhang Xingzhi’ s back and said,  "What's going on with the three of us, when the sun comes out soon, then look at me, are you really going to shoot me till the end of the trip?"

 The author has something to say:

 Teacher Zhong: I will tell a cold joke, Zhang Xingzhi knew "stop"

 TL Notes:

Breakdown of Zhang Xingzhi’ s name it was a bit confusing in the chapter, and it was a bit difficult to break it down there. So here goes nothing...

He was named “Ye” first which meant wild, but after a while his family realized that he was taking after his name and changing into a wild child .So they got worried and added a “Xing” to his name which meant “conduct or to be restrained” hoping to keep him in control, but he hated his name and when he was 10 he added a “zhi” at the end of his name which meant “stop” without realizing the meaning. LOL. Basically, punched himself back in the face apparently.

Hey guys!! Update: I am currently re-editing chapter 7 or possibly further by the time this chapter is up, hope my current translations are of better quality as it took me a while to get a hang of it. Please leave comments and suggestions are welcome.

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