Age control group? The top student is reborn and wins.

To be honest, he doesn't like watching this kind of thing at all. Many good people have been turned into crazy people and fools.

Song Xiaoye thought it was too crazy. He couldn't understand or accept it.

"Sister, don't go." Song Xiaoye resisted.

"This time it's different." Song Chuyu pulled him forward.

"These thugs who were arrested have at least three serious cases of injury and one murder. They are all criminals, and there is no problem with criticizing them in any way."

Hearing this, Song Xiaoye breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer so resistant.

-

When Song Chuyu and his friends arrived at the place, it was already crowded with people watching the excitement.

When Song Chuyu and the others squeezed in, they saw a lot of people standing on the stage, all handcuffed.

Yao Tianlei looked at the people there and narrowed his eyes slightly. He knew at least half of them.

If I hadn't been hospitalized, I would probably have been arrested.

"See? The two people on the far left are Fa Ge and Ye Chen, who you think are so impressive?"

Song Chuyu pointed at the two people and asked Song Xiaoye to take a good look.

"Do you still think they are awesome? Do you still think they are mysterious and powerful?"

Song Xiaoye looked at the two people who were as miserable as smelly rats, speechless, and could only shake his head with a stiff neck.

The scene before him made some of his past concepts collapse.

"Don't think they are great just because they can make money. They are taking advantage of market loopholes and reselling state supplies. This is not only dishonorable but also a criminal act."

Song Chuyu had no expression on her face and continued in a cold voice,

"You know what it means to be close to good people and be bad people. If you come in contact with these hooligans, you will inevitably get into fights and end up committing crimes."

Song Xiaoye bit her lip, feeling deeply touched, and nodded vigorously.

"Sister, I will not have any contact with them anymore, nor will I try to resell things on my own."

"You are already grown up. You must be responsible for what you say and keep your word!"

Song Chuyu patted him on the shoulder and said seriously.

"Sister, I will!" Song Xiaoye nodded vigorously.

Listening to Song Chuyu educating Song Xiaoye, Yao Tianlei next to him looked thoughtful, but not impatient.

-

"Ouch! Song Xiaoye, what happened to your head? Did someone open your head?"

When Song Xiaoye and his friends returned home, Zhang Hongmei's eyes lit up when she saw the gauze scarf on Song Xiaoye's head, and she spoke in a loud voice.

"It's none of your business." Song Xiaoye said unhappily.

Fortunately, the injury on his head has almost healed. If Zhang Hongmei knew about the injury and got angry with him every day, he would have had a cerebral hemorrhage.

"You think I want to control you? By the way, your head teacher came the day before yesterday and said that you didn't take the high school entrance examination and asked what happened.

How would I know what was wrong with you? I just said you wanted to go to the countryside to join the production team and devote yourself to rural construction, and your class teacher praised you for your high level of awareness! "Zhang Hongmei said with a smile,

"Hurry up and sign up to go to the countryside. Then I'll definitely name you an advanced activist!"

Zhang Hongmei was smiling so happily.

Good things have been happening to her one after another recently.

First, the daughter and son-in-law made a lot of money in the black market, and then Song Xiaoye was beaten up and could not go to high school and had to go to the countryside to join the production team.

that is really good!

The frustration and depression caused by my daughter's marriage exchange finally dissipated a little.

"You bad woman, you didn't sign me up to go to the countryside, did you?" Song Xiaoye was shocked and asked her angrily.

Song Chuyu, who was standing next to him, narrowed his eyes slightly as he listened, thinking that he had to quickly secure his younger brother's place in high school.

Otherwise, Zhang Hongmei would never give up and would send me to the countryside.

"No! Who would be willing to sign you up!" Zhang Hongmei said with disdain.

In fact, Zhang Hongmei went to the street office to sign up Song Xiaoye to go to the countryside, but the staff there refused and asked Song Xiaoye to go by himself.

The people at the street office were also aware of Song Xiaoye's family situation, and since Song Chuyu had made arrangements in advance, they would definitely not cheat him on this.

Song Xiaoye was relieved immediately, "Bad woman, don't meddle in my business anymore!"

Zhang Hongmei curled her lips and said she didn't care. Then she looked at Yao Tianlei, whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

Seeing that his hand was also wrapped in gauze, Zhang Hongmei frowned and asked,

"Your dad said you haven't been to work for half a month? Where did you go? How did you get injured? Can you still work with your hands?"

"It's none of your business!" Yao Tianlei said coldly.

Song Xiaoye was immediately happy and winked at Yao Tianlei.

Hahaha, now they are a group, and they have a revolutionary friendship while being hospitalized together.

This made Zhang Hongmei so angry that she fell backwards.

This son was close to her when he was young, but when he grew up, he became heartless and disobedient. He is not close to anyone and he is already 27 years old and still not married!

Anyone who saw him or knew about it would call him abnormal and a freak behind his back.

But now, he actually started to get close to Song Xiaoye and Song Chuyu!

It would be fine if they weren't close at all, but how could Zhang Hongmei feel balanced in her heart as a mother couldn't even keep up with those two little brats.

Ahhh, she's really pissed off!

Fortunately, she has a caring daughter who knows how to be filial to her and thinks of ways to make money to share with her.

-

"Huh? Where are the gift boxes at home? Why are they all gone?"

Song Xiaoye hadn't been home for several days. When he came back, he immediately inspected the house and found that many gift boxes were missing, so he shouted.

"Why are you shouting? They've all been given away! There have been quite a few people getting married and having children these days, and your dad is a face-saver, so he gave them all away."

Zhang Hongmei spoke with confidence and did not feel guilty at all.

"Oh?" Song Chuyu smiled, looked at her and said, "You'd better give it away, instead of letting Yao Jingxue and the others take it back and sell it on the black market for money."

"...Of course I gave it away!" Zhang Hongmei refused to admit that she had sold it.

Because many of those gift boxes were received by Song Chuyu when she got married, and some were sent by the Shen family. If she admitted it, the money from the sale of the gift boxes would have to be divided among Song Chuyu.

Of course Zhang Hongmei didn't want to do that.

"No, there is no best. Recently, the whole city and the counties and districts below it have been carrying out black market rectification operations. The crackdown is particularly strict. Anyone who goes to the black market to resell things may be arrested."

Song Chuyu said with a smile.

Zhang Hongmei's face turned pale instantly, her expression turned frightened, and she said worriedly,

"Why are they checking so strictly all of a sudden? Before, they just arrested people randomly and basically didn't care."

"Oh, looking at you like this, it's obvious that something is wrong!" Song Xiaoye immediately perked up and said gloatingly,

"No way, no way, you really gave all the gift boxes at home to Yao Jingxue and asked her to exchange them for money on the black market.

If they are unlucky, they may have been arrested by now, and not only will they be imprisoned, but they will also be paraded through the streets and publicly criticized.”

Zhang Hongmei suddenly felt dizzy, her legs went weak, and she was extremely anxious. She shook her head and whispered, "No, no."