Be pampered at the Dream Hunting Ground

After he went to school, he knew that if his grades were not good, he would have fewer opportunities than others. However, with his family conditions, unless his grades were good enough to waive tuition fees, he would have no money to go to university.So, I worked very hard when I was in school.

However, due to poverty, I have to collect cardboard and waste products after school, so I don't have much time to study, and my grades have always been mediocre.

Don't even think about free tuition.

Gradually, he also resigned to his fate, thinking that as long as he has the strength and is willing to work hard, he and his grandmother can always be supported.

There is one more him, and more people talk about grandma. On the surface, Shao Yuwen is scolded, but in private, grandma is stupid. Raising a white-eyed wolf daughter and raising a baby for the white-eyed wolf daughter, isn't there a brain hole?

Therefore, grandma was looked down upon even more.

And he was even more disgusted by people outside, and there were more people who bullied him.

He didn't want his grandma to worry, so he refrained from saying anything. He was beaten and injured, and if he could be covered by his clothes, he covered it, and if he couldn't cover it, he said he fell.

Fortunately, grandma is old and her eyes are not very good, so she can see only rarely.

Grandma is old, and she can only rely on walking when she goes out to pick up junk, and she can't pick up much in a day.

When he was still a child, he also walked with his grandmother.

There is one more person, but his strength is weak, and he can't carry many more things, and the things he picked up will not be much more than before.

I didn't earn more money, but I had an extra mouth to eat and an extra person to wear clothes.

Life is more difficult than when grandma was alone.

This situation continued until he was 11 years old.

When he was 11 years old, he picked up a bicycle that was thrown away by others, and after a few days of tinkering with it, he could ride it.

Then I can go to more places every day, and the load is much better, and the money I earn gradually increases.

The days go by.

He thought it would continue like this forever.

But grandma died, and grandma's death completely shattered all this.

That year, Xu Yangyang was just over 16 years old.

There is a river in the middle of their county town, and there are two bridges on the river, one is a stone bridge and the other is a suspension bridge.

Xu Yangyang's grandmother's house is only 200 meters away from the suspension bridge.

It rained heavily for half a month, and the river was rushing. The lightning the night before knocked down a tree, and the tree broke half of the suspension bridge.

It is said that someone will come to repair it, but the weather is bad and there has been no movement.

When I got up in the morning, the rain had stopped and the sky was still cloudy.

Seeing the broken suspension bridge, Xu Yangyang felt anxious.

The wet weather made grandma's rheumatic legs hurt badly, and this bridge couldn't be walked, and grandma still had to walk a lot to pick up the cardboard.

Two days ago, he told his grandmother not to go out, and he just collected the waste paper after school.

But grandma would still go out, and he knew that grandma wanted to earn college tuition for him.

He told his grandma that he didn't want to go to college, but after grandma heard this, she was stunned for a long time, and he felt uncomfortable watching it, so she didn't dare to say that she didn't want to go to college.

When riding a bicycle to school, the valve core is often pulled out by someone, and it only takes a few minutes to walk to school. Xu Yangyang always returns home after school to pick up the car, and then goes to waste paper.

One day, when I walked out of the school after school, I saw several people gathered together, muttering and not knowing what to say. When I saw him, I smiled at him maliciously, which made him panic.

Those people were in the same school as him, and they were also his neighbors. They bullied him since they were young, and they never changed their minds when they grew up.

He resisted and fought them, but there were so many of them, and after fighting back, he was beaten even worse.

They not only beat him, but also poured water on the paper cloth that grandma picked up.

When the paper is wet, it has to be dried before it can be sold. If the weather is bad, it will take a long time to dry.

As long as he fights back, they will do everything possible to make trouble, and they will be hard to guard against.

To them, pouring a basin of water was just a prank, but it was his and grandma's livelihood.

Grandma also went to find their parents, but what she got was that she refused to admit it. If she talked too much, the other party would become sarcasm, and she could say anything ugly.

Seeing his grandma being arrested by those people, he lost his temper and pushed the woman. The woman hit the back of her head on the door frame and bled a little. As a result, he and grandma stayed in the police station for three hours.

When I got home, I found that someone poured water through the window, and the floor was completely wet. After drying for more than ten days, I saw that more than half of the paper that was about to dry was wet again.

From the beginning to the end, grandma never reprimanded him, but his eye circles were red looking at the wet paper. Grandma didn't say a word, but silently sorted the wet paper.

Since then, he was beaten and never fought back. When he saw those people, he made a detour, but they all lived nearby, and he couldn't see him when he looked up. Where could he get around, those people could always think of ways to embarrass him.

Gradually, he was bullied a lot, and when he saw that person huddling together, he felt his scalp go numb.

Leaving school, he was restless, and when he got home, he found his bicycle was missing.

He usually goes to school, and his bicycle is locked at home.

At this time, the door of his house was ajar, but his grandmother was not at home, which meant that someone pried open the door of his house and stole the bicycle when he and his grandmother were not at home.

When he picked it up a few years ago, the bicycle was already rusted into bad shape. He had to fiddle with it for a long time before it could be used. It is barely usable until it is repaired piece by piece here and there.

It's okay for him to use it by himself, but when others go up, if he doesn't pay attention, he will have to draw a few bloody cuts.

Riding this car from his house to the waste collection station, the money from selling the waste is not enough to buy medicine for the wound.If this car is given to a thief, the thief will not want it, let alone steal it.

Apart from this car, there is nothing valuable in his house, and he is so poor that even a thief would look down on him.

Who opened this door, anyone can know with his ass.

This bicycle is useless to others, but he and his grandmother still rely on it for food.

Those people took the car, and they can't do good things. He inexplicably thought of the turbulent water in the river these days, sweat dripped from his brow, locked the door, and hurried to the river.

When I came out of the house, I saw those people standing not far away, looking like they were waiting for a good show.

He didn't dare to provoke those people, so he could only look for them by himself.

He had a goal, and he searched along the river with a dull head.

Not far away, he saw his grandmother and his bicycle.

The bicycle was left where the drawbridge had broken off, with one wheel hanging off the bridge.

His grandmother was standing on the bridge, holding a long bamboo pole in her hand, which did not belong to his family.

Half of the bridge was broken, and the bridge face was tilted to one side. People could no longer go up, and bicycles were thrown on the bridge, but they could not be thrown into the middle of the bridge. Someone had to poke the bicycle into the middle of the bridge with that long bamboo pole.

It is easy to poke the bicycle out, but it is difficult to hook it back.

Grandma is getting old, and the pressure of life all the year round makes her thin and hunched.

She was standing at the head of the bridge, unable to reach the bicycle at all, and could only stand on the crooked bridge deck.

In order not to fall into the river, she held onto the suspension bridge rope with one hand and the pen holder with the other, and it was very difficult for her to hook back the bicycle.

The moment Xu Yangyang saw that scene, his T-shirt was half wet with cold sweat.

He didn't dare to call yet, for fear of shocking his grandma.

Wang Qiang's voice came from behind: "Fuck, why did that dead old woman run up? Isn't she looking for death?"

Then came another smoky voice: "The old woman walks around like a zombie all day long, she looks creepy when she looks at her, she'd be better off dead, out of sight and out of mind." This person's name is Tian Wu.

Behind him are people who often bully him, Wang Qiang is one of them.

The worst is Tian Wu.

Xu Yangyang was angry when he heard it, and turned his head to stare.

Those people are used to bullying Xu Yangyang, so naturally they couldn't bear Xu Yangyang's vicious look, and immediately came up in disregard. Tian Wu grabbed Xu Yangyang by the collar: "Dare to stare at me, do you want to die?"

Xu Yangyang was in a hurry to get his grandma back, and waved Tian Wu's hand away.

At this moment, Tian Wu was provoked immediately, and he kicked Xu Yangyang suddenly, cursing: "Fucking goodness, dare to fight with me."

When grandma heard the voice, she turned her head and saw Xu Yangyang and the gang of bad boys behind Xu Yangyang, her expression changed.

Xu Yangyang ran forward in a panic, his body was unstable, and was kicked by Tian Wu's kick so that he fell to his knees on the ground.

Seeing Xu Yangyang being beaten, grandma dropped the bamboo pole and ran back.

The suspension bridge was broken in half and was originally unstable. The bamboo pole hit the bridge deck, causing the bridge deck to shake violently.

When Xu Yangyang looked up and saw it, his face turned pale with fright, and he called out tremblingly: "Grandma, hold on tight, I'll help you."

Just as Xu Yangyang was about to get up, Tian Wu kicked him on the vest, causing his heart to surge with blood, almost holding his breath.

He had been beaten unconscious several times before, and this felt all too familiar.

If she faints at this time, grandma will be in danger.

Xu Yangyang couldn't care about Ninja anymore, his mind was on throwing this bastard away quickly to save his grandma, so he turned around suddenly and bumped into Tian Wu.

Tian Wu didn't expect that Xu Yangyang would dare to attack him, and Xu Yangyang used all his strength in that blow, Tian Wu was knocked down to the ground immediately, feeling a tight pain in his chest.

He bullied Xu Yangyang since he was a child. How often has he suffered from this, he became furious and shouted: "Catch that kid, if you dare to beat me, if I don't beat him to death, his surname is not Tian."

As soon as Xu Yangyang got up from the ground, he was kicked and pressed to the ground by several people who rushed up.

Seeing that Xu Yangyang was held down by a bunch of bad boys, grandma was so anxious that she grabbed the rope to stand up and walked back, wanting to help Xu Yangyang.

The bridge shook so badly that he couldn't stand at all. The old man got up and fell down.

Xu Yangyang shouted: "Grandma, hurry up and don't move, I'm fine."

Suddenly, the tree on the shore that was struck by lightning moved, and Xu Yangyang's heart thumped, and an ominous feeling surged up. Seeing his grandmother standing up again, he shouted urgently: "Grandma, hurry up, don't go down!" Go forward... be careful..."

Before the word 'tree' came out of his mouth, Xu Yangyang felt a sharp pain in his heart. It was Tian Wu who got up from the ground, walked over, and kicked him in the heart.

The author has something to say: there will be a chapter later