Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality

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Because in the face of Lin Luoran, the class teacher handled the fight event much lighter, and did not define it as a "fighting". It was only a small friction between students.

The class teacher meant to ask Ma Ming’s parents to come. Lin Luoran refused the class teacher’s excessive attention. Since it is a small friction, why bother to inform parents? So in the end, a group of people were led by the class teacher and the mud – the half-month of classroom hygiene will be their responsibility!

From the small things that happened today, Lin Luoran probably can think of the situation that Luo Dong had experienced before, so that she both feels the experience of Luodong before, and also the growth of Luodong.

Therefore, she just waited quietly for Lin Luodong to clean up the hygiene and to pick him up and go home together.

Watching Lin Luodong follow his sister like a movie star on a BMW, Ma Ming spit out his mouth:

“Hey, nouveau riche!”

He just finished, his big gemstone ring, the suit is tight on his body, the magnified version of Ma Ming exactly the same old man today does not know which ribs are not right, to show the father and son affection, it is rare to personally drive the car to pick up he.

Coincidentally, it was a BMW.

When he yelled "Xiaoming", Wei Xuexiao laughed, Ma Ming couldn't hold his face, and he couldn't have time to say goodbye to his little followers. A smoky sneaked into the back seat of the car and disappeared.

Because of cleaning, they were the last group of people who went out of school. Until Wei Xue’s mother came to pick her up, she saw Huang Weijian coming out slowly from the school gate, holding the torn book in her hand, or bowing her head. .

Wei Xue snorted and turned his face to express his dissatisfaction.

Huang Weijian naturally has no indication that he is slowly moving towards the crowd with a broken book.

The setting sun gave the silent teenager some golden light, and covered him with a bit of shabby.

At the corner of the street, Lin Luoran sat in the car and stared at the direction of Huang Weijian's departure. Luo Dong saw her in a daze, whispered a "sister", Lin Luoran returned to the gods, said with a smile: "You classmates, very much meaning... Luo Dong, today, homework is not much?"

Lin Luodong shook his head and couldn't understand how his sister was so interested in Huang Weijian.

Besides, what does this have to do with homework?

Lin Luodong’s brain flashed a big question mark. He was arrested by Lin Luoran because of today’s fight, and he dared not ask.

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Gradually into the autumn, it is already a long night, the neon of the streets of Rong City does not know when it is quietly lit up. The young boy who covers the eyes of Liu Hai does not seem to smell the fragrance of the dishes in the roadside restaurant. A flexible kitten got into a lane in the bustling city.

The more you go, the more old, the last.

This is a residential area adjacent to the Lotus Market in the wholesale market of Rongcheng. With frequent population movements, it is a complicated place that is prone to chaos. Huang Weijian is alone, crossing the noisy crowd and running on the seventh floor.

It is said that it is a building. In fact, there is only one metal hut. The entire skin has been mottled and painted. It seems that there are also inconspicuous heads. These upstairs buildings are strictly illegal buildings and are self-sufficient for the residents of the community to rent to outsiders.

Huang Weijian did not cook the fire as usual. Instead, he took a little bit of skylight and pulled out half a bottle of glue from a pile of shards. On the small broken table, he carefully stained the textbooks that were torn off by Ma Ming. There are a lot of cleaned waste paper and plastic bottles piled up around the iron house, and they are piled up against the iron house.

It’s hard to stick the textbook. Huang Weijian seems to be relieved. The silent and childish face reveals a feeling of “happy” for the first time.

Then he started to do his homework, whether it was stationery or school bags, it was ruined to integrate with the environment here, even the homework book can be clearly seen, it is bound with a lot of waste books.

The skylight gradually darkened. Huang Weijian was on the broken table. It seemed to be a bit difficult to write because of the light, but he did not turn on the lights from beginning to end, but most people who saw such conditions could guess that they were open. In the small iron house, you can see at a glance, the single bed made of wooden boards, some clothes, a lame cabinet with life utensils, a wok, tableware, plastic pots, and... no, This is all the things inside the iron house.

Even if I look at it again, a lamp holder with a rust and no light bulb in the iron house can barely be related to "electrical appliances". Obviously, the iron house where Huang Weijian is located is impoverished.

Fortunately, as Lin Luodong said, today's homework is not too much. Huang Weijian is finally finished before the sun goes down. When he packed up the books and set up a wok, it seemed that when he was preparing to cook himself, the tin house still had no similar parents.

Huang Weijian’s dinner was very simple, stuffed with a small pot of rice, and it was kimchi and spicy sauce. For an eleven-year-old boy, I don’t know what kind of life is honed, let him skillfully use the simple stove head set up by three fire bricks, and use the iron pot to burn out the just right rice. The preciousness of the food makes such a meal look particularly sweet.

Huang Weijian was just about to take two meals. The chopsticks just touched the kimchi, and there was a footstep in the stairwell. A slightly fat woman appeared on the stairs and saw Huang Weijian eating, seeming to struggle, or walked up.

"Aunt Liu..." Huang Weijian put down the tableware and quickly stood up. The name in the mouth showed that this was not his family.

"You, this child, kind of anything, hurry to eat, you can't see it for a while." Fat aunt waved his hand and motioned for him to sit down. She seems to know the situation of Huang Weijian, indicating that the young boy is rushing to eat in the light.

Huang Weijian did not sit down in the words, "Aunt Liu, the rent..."

Aunt Liu’s fat face is red. “You, this kid, don’t come to remind you, we watched you grow up, who doesn’t know your temper...just your sister is going to pay tuition, I’m really...” It is said that there is no urging, but in a face, my family has the difficulty of using money, how can Huang Weijian sit and live?

"Auntie, I understand, you wait!" Huang Weijian pushed the door of the iron house, pulled out a stack of hair tickets from under the bed, there were hundred yuan bills, and there were a few cents of change, and there were several hundred yuan in the rough look. Handed to the hand of Aunt Liu.

"The money is all your waste?" Although Liu Ayi came to rent, but holding the boy’s hard-earned money at the moment, I feel a little embarrassed, this stack of tickets has become hot, let She can't say what she said in the future.

Huang Weijian reveals a sly smile: "I am a waste product... Liu Auntie, you will hold it first, and I will pay back as soon as possible."

Aunt Liu is not good to say anything, and sighs again and again: "You, this child, is too bitter, too embarrassed... In fact, your grandfather he..."

Huang Weijian lowered his head: "Grandpa said that he will come back soon, he will not lie to me."

Thinking of this young boy, who is the same age as his daughter, Liu Ayi’s heart is softer, and he does not mention Huang Weijian’s grandfather’s affairs. He even reminded him to raise his rent as soon as possible. He encouraged him to go downstairs. It is.

Looking at Liu Ayi disappearing at the entrance of the corridor, Huang Weijian took a sigh of relief and muttered: "The missing months will be a problem... I have no money to pay the rent, why should I transfer to this elementary school before I disappear. If it is not for the tuition to live and die, it will not be difficult to get to this point."

In his tone, there is no lack of complaints about the "missing grandfather". The young boy said a few words to himself, and eventually turned these grievances into appetites. The sinful sinfulness of eating a small pot of rice, even a grain of rice did not stay. under.

The tableware was cleaned at the faucet of the rooftop, and the hot sauce that had not been finished was collected. Huang Weijian sat on the broken bench and stayed for a while.

There is only a small group left in the rice bag, even if it is light, it will not last for a few days.

In order not to waste tuition, the book is to be read... He also wants to live. Huang Weijian couldn't help but whispered: "Where can I get a lot of money?"

He thought for a while, it seemed that he couldn't do anything, he shook his head and smiled. He finally picked up the snakeskin bag for rubbish, and a tongs, locked a poor iron house and squatted downstairs.

There was a cry in the window of Liu’s family downstairs: “Is the child going to pick up the trash again? One person is really pitiful...”

Another male voice is impatient: "Who is not pitiful this year? The price has risen, the salary has not risen. Is he pity us not to be pitiful? If you can’t afford the rent... oh..." It seems to be blocked by something, and it stops.

However, Huang Weijian, who walked in the stairwell, apparently heard the words from the back. He pinched the fingers of the snakeskin pocket and did not disable the force. He finally decided to take a little more tonight, and it would be nothing to sleep later.

A wild cat jumped from the side of the roof and seemed to smell the remnants of the meal, but Huang Weijian was too careful to eat, and there was no remaining rice for it to be a snack. The white ran away and made the wild cat angry and hard. Grabbing the table, I was ready to take Huang Weijian's canvas bag on the table, but there was a sound coming from a distance, and the wild cat ran away as the road came.

Two figures emerged from the opposite roof, but fortunately it was already dark, otherwise it would be a scary thing.

I peeked at the embarrassment of my classmates and made Lin Luodong very embarrassed. It turns out that Huang Weijian’s family conditions are so bad, it seems that he is an orphan... It’s no wonder that he’s like his former self.

Lin Luodong suddenly felt that she was a little closer to the new classmate who went out with her snakeskin pocket. Although she couldn’t understand why her sister had to sneak up, Lin Luodong felt that this was not without gain.

"Sister..." he whispered.

Lin Luoran stared at the canvas bag and suddenly smiled: "I am very interesting... Luo Dong, your new classmate, it is not easy."

It’s not easy, it’s so bitter, but it’s so self-reliant, it’s much more powerful than before. Lin Luodong felt that she understood the meaning of her sister. She knew that Lin Luoran touched his head and led him to go home and go downstairs.