Nongben is passionate

Ahe, Mrs. Xie’s personal secretary, personally sent Xie Xuan to Huiwen Road. The car stopped in front of No. 128. Xie Xuan got out of the car, holding a jujube red lacquered mountain tourer in his hand, which contained special frying pans. Longevity noodles and a few fine snacks, the entrance is an open courtyard, a very old pomegranate tree in the corner, full of round and chubby pomegranates, it looks very attractive, and a broken washbasin is planted with The cacti, also left unattended, have fallen to the ground and are growing by themselves.There are three bungalows with white walls and blue tiles. Outside the east wing, there is a large tile jar to catch the water from the sky. There are mournful tones of Yue opera in the room, and the feeling is lingering——

After Mrs. Xie returned to her hometown, how many people felt that Grandma Xie Xuan had suffered so much, that she would definitely be inlaid with gold and jade in the days to come, and she only needed to lift her chin to be flattered and flattered.Old Mrs. Xie naturally wanted to make up for it. Although he didn't have much affection for this old wife, he valued righteousness. No amount of money could make up for the kindness of his ten years of youth, his hard work in raising children and supporting his in-laws.At that time people said, just to thank the old man for giving half of the family wealth to the original spouse, I am afraid that he would also be willing——

However, all of this is not what this extremely ordinary rural woman wants.

Wang Baochuan stayed in the cold kiln for 18 years, and finally waited for her husband to return home. Tears of joy have not come to his eyes, but he learned that he would share her husband with an inexplicable hairpin princess. No wonder he died suddenly within a few days after becoming a queen. Several years of difficult life did not kill her, but she passed away when she was able to enjoy the glory and wealth. She sighed about the poor fortune and at the same time, she couldn't help being suspicious—it was probably not because her body couldn't bear it, but more because of more than ten years of illness. Hope, all gone—

Grandma Xie Xuan is better than Wang Baochuan. Without Mrs. Xie, she still has her own life. Long after her parents-in-law passed away one after another, she only regarded herself as a widow.When Grandma Xie Xuan was young, she was dull-tempered and not good at speaking. As she got older, she became eccentric and seldom interacted with others—even she didn’t show much kindness to Xie Xuan and Xie Ya, only to her grandson who grew up by her side. Xie Fang loved her very much, but after the unfortunate death of her eldest grandson, she seemed to be truly alone.

Xie Xuan stepped into the room, and saw the door of the East Wing was open, the curtain was drawn aside, and a Shaoxing opera was playing on the TV facing the door. While reciting Buddha's name, she was concentrating on listening to Shaoxing opera, her short hair was combed neatly and meticulously——

"Grandma—grandma—" Xie Xuan yelled twice before the old lady came back to her senses and stood up from her chair, "Why are you here today, not going to school?"

Xie Xuan put the mountain tour device in his hand on the small square table against the wall, "Grandpa's 70th birthday today."

The old lady understood, and there was no expression on her face. She only asked Xie Xuan about some daily life issues, whether she was in good health, whether she was sick, whether she was tired from studying, and asked about his sister Xie Ya's marriage.Xie Xuan obediently answered one by one, and she grabbed a large handful of candies from the biscuit box on the chest of drawers and stuffed them into Xie Xuan's trouser pocket, and peeled an orange for him to eat.When she found out that the car was still waiting outside, she urged him to leave——

Xie Xuan leaned against the car window, looking at the taffy with sticky wrappers in his hand, feeling a little sad for some reason.

The banquet in the evening takes the form of a western-style buffet, and the scale is far larger than the family banquet at noon. It starts from the entrance of Xie Mansion and goes all the way along Deqing Road. There are famous cars that can be seen in a row. Although it is late autumn, for the atmosphere, the garden The fountain in the courtyard was turned on, and the mansion was naturally brightly lit, and there were staggered cups of wine. The smooth and beautiful music of the wind band in the northeast corner of the hall wafted through the hall, and the waiters in black dresses shuttled through it calmly. White wine, red wine , champagne and juice glasses, they can never go wrong.There is just the right smile on everyone's face, and they get what they want.

It was the first time Xie Xuan was exposed to such a scene, so he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. Fortunately, he was still young and didn't need him to do anything. Taking advantage of the gap, he walked out of the hall and looked back at the splendid Xie mansion. It was like a mirage like a dream.

Xie Xuan walked along the path paved with cobblestones, and the bustle gradually faded away.There are quite a few people who have the same idea as him, all of them are teenagers who are about the same age as him, standing or sitting on the steps of the conservatory in the south of Xie Mansion, Xie Xuan saw Xie Mingyu at a glance - he was just stretching lazily Sitting on the steps with legs, the arrogance of the whole body has been approaching——

Xie Xuan was shrouded in shadow, and heard the voice of talking on the other side——

"It's not kind of you to tease him like this, at least he's still your third brother—" Xie Xuan couldn't see who was speaking clearly, but his voice was full of jokes.

Xie Mingyu said: "I just can't bear the look of him pretending to be aloof all day—" There were muffled laughter from all around.

Xie Xuan's body was a little stiff, and she looked straight at Xie Mingyu who didn't care.

The voice said again: "What if he finds out?"

Xie Mingyu rolled his eyes, "If you know it, you know it, what else can you do—" After speaking, as if he had sensed something suddenly, he raised his head, just in time to meet Xie Xuan's gaze—the surroundings are too dark, look I don't know Xie Xuan's expression, only a pair of eyes are cold and bright in the dark, and there is no reflection in the dark——

Others also noticed that this was unusual, and looked at Xie Xuan one after another. After all, there were different degrees of embarrassment on the face of the Taoist behind the scenes.Xie Mingyu was surprised at the beginning, but she didn't feel any embarrassment or shame, her eyes were open and even a little provocative, her snow-white face was surprisingly beautiful under the weak light——

Xie Xuan lowered his eyes expressionlessly, turned around and left slowly - is this the end?The crowd was a little surprised, and there was such a message in their eyes - the third young master of the Xie family must be too soft-tempered.Xie Mingyu frowned fiercely, feeling bad for no reason.

Xie Xuan and Xie Mingyu are officially tearing apart their faces, and they don’t put on the appearance of brothers and sisters—in fact, they are tearing their faces, but Xie Mingyu is too lazy to put on a pure and friendly appearance. The youngest of the family, when meeting Xie Xuan, if there are elders present, he should be more restrained, if there are only two people, pretend that he didn't see them at all, one of them went north and the other went south, and they passed each other without saying a word.For their situation, the elders in the family may or may not know.

Time flies, and it is the end of the term in a blink of an eye.In order not to fall too far behind the peers in the final grades, the teachers in each class began to give extra meals to the students with all their strength. The treatment that was originally only available in key classes was common to the whole school, which naturally aroused complaints, but the teachers themselves There is a set of theoretical systems—it is nothing more than a month of hard work and a happy winter vacation—and then actively mobilize students at all levels before the exam—good grades, of course, while affirming them, we must also give them appropriate sticks, so as not to be too proud. Those in the middle are mainly encouraged, and as for those who really can’t afford it, they can only turn a blind eye——

"Zhou Nansheng, the teacher always thinks that you are the smartest child in our class. Although you occasionally make some small mistakes, you are generally good-but what happened recently, the teacher wanted to talk to you a long time ago. She is very inattentive, her homework is so-so, and she looks absent-minded—is there something happened at home, if you want, you can talk to the teacher—” Teacher Ma, the class teacher, is still a very young female teacher. Lost enthusiasm for teaching.

Zhou Nansheng leaned against the wall, looked out of the door with his head slightly raised, and said nothing.

This uncooperative attitude ignited Teacher Ma's temper. She tugged on Zhou Nansheng's sleeve, "Teacher is talking to you, did you hear?"

"I heard—" Zhou Nansheng suppressed his irritability and turned his face to Mr. Ma, but his eyes were fixed on his toes.

Teacher Ma took a deep breath in his heart, and eased his tone, "The final exam is coming soon, you have to hurry up, look at your mock exam this time, and you didn't even make it to the top [-] in the class. Now, how can you get into No.[-] Middle School like this? I think even Pugao is in danger——I heard some students say that you go to the game hall to play games every day, is there such a thing?"

Zhou Nansheng stopped talking again.

Teacher Ma's heart ignited again, "The school expressly forbids you to go to the game hall. There are all kinds of messy people in those places. What can they do? Forget it, call the parents over tomorrow—"

Zhou Nansheng turned around in silence and left, the annoyed voice of the head teacher came from behind—"I've exhausted everything I can say, with such an old-fashioned appearance, I can't hold back my anger just by looking at it—"

"This child is also quite pitiful. His father died when he was in elementary school. In a single-parent family, his personality is inevitably weird—"

"The problem is, his original grades are completely hopeful that he will be admitted to No. [-] Middle School—"

"Actually, it's not easy for a child. His mother doesn't care about him at all. She didn't come to the parent meeting last time. This age is the most prone to problems. I seem to have heard that his mother is going to remarry or something—"

Zhou Nansheng didn't go back to the classroom, and didn't even take his schoolbag, so he climbed over the wall and left the school.

On such a cold day, he was only wearing a thin coat, and the cold wind was blowing straight at his neck. He walked alone on the long street with his shoulders hunched, like an orphan in this era, with nowhere to go.

Finally, he climbed up to the brick kiln where his father had an accident, sat on it and looked at the wide river, where the cold wind blew all afternoon, until it was dark, and he stood up stiffly——

The street was already lit up, and the smell of food began to waft in the air. When he passed the game hall, he habitually turned in - since that night, he gradually became familiar with Brother Jiang, and sometimes he took care of the shop for him. Sleeping on the sofa in the store at night, he can play games for free here——

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, a stool flew towards him. He dodged and took a closer look. There was a sleazy young man in society with a cigarette in his mouth and a billiard cue in his hand. The student boy who didn't dare to move—"Damn, don't eat a toast, don't you eat fine wine, choke with your brother, don't you have a lot of guts?"

Zhou Nansheng looked around and didn't see Brother Jiang. Brother Jiang has always been nice to him. Now this situation must be handled by someone. He felt that he had some responsibility, so he stepped forward, "What's going on? You want to make trouble and go out and make trouble!"

Before he approached, the yellow-haired man gave him a rude push, "Get away, little hairy boy, or you'll clean it up with me—"

Zhou Nansheng staggered from being pushed, and became angry, so he pushed back immediately, "Who the hell do you want to deal with?"

Jiang Jianhui was carrying a bundle of beer and some daily necessities that he had just bought. Before he entered the game hall, he heard the voices of "Kill you!" Something happened. When I entered the door, I saw that it was a mess. There was a circle of people in the innermost part of the room. Some of them were still wearing school uniforms. He recognized them as students who often came to his place to play games. When he went inside, he found one of them fighting. The owner is Zhou Nansheng——

He was seriously injured, his forehead was blooming, and he looked terrifying, but he lifted his yellow hair that had been beaten like a pig's head fiercely, raised his knee, and pushed it hard into his stomach, "Damn it! Who will clean up who, will you dare to come here to make trouble in the future? Tell me!"

Huang Mao was beaten so much that he had more breath and less breath, and he still didn't admit defeat, "Little bastard, you have the ability..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Nansheng let go, and he fell straight down. Zhou Nansheng flew up and kicked him in the stomach, "You don't cry when you don't see the coffin, do you?"

Huang Mao's companion is obviously a small follower, and at this moment he was too scared to say a word.

Huang Mao's face turned pale from the pain, and he curled up. Zhou Nansheng wanted to kick up. Jiang Jianhui stepped forward and said coldly, "What's going on?"

Zhou Nansheng turned his head to see Jiang Jianhui, and called Brother Jiang.Huang Mao's companion immediately stepped forward to help him, Huang Mao barely stood up, pushed his companion away, pointed at Zhou Nansheng and said stiffly: "You son of a bitch, don't fall into my hands in the end, or..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Nansheng smacked his mouth wide, "If you still have energy, then let's fight again!"

Huang Mao was so whipped that he almost fell to the ground again. His companion hurriedly pulled his arm and dragged him out. As soon as he reached the door, he heard Brother Jiang say: "Wait—"

The man stopped immediately, turned around, his footsteps were weak, his face was pale, and he looked at Brother Jiang cautiously.

Brother Jiang went straight to Huang Mao, looked at the resentful face that was no longer recognizable, and said indifferently: "If you want to get back the scene, come to me—remember, my name is Jiang Jianhui, that child is covered by me—"

Such a thing happened in the game hall, so it is not easy to continue to operate, so Jiang Jianhui simply closed the door early.That yellow hair is also a good fighter. The wound on Zhou Nansheng's forehead looked terrible. Jiang Jianhui took a look and said, "How about it, do you want to go to the hospital?"

Zhou Nansheng raised his arm nonchalantly, roughly wiped off the blood, and said, "No, it's a small matter, just apply some red medicine—"

Jiang Jianhui seemed to be amused by his heroic appearance, and gave him a cigarette, "I can't tell, it's pretty good!"

Zhou Nansheng took the cigarette, a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, Brother Jiang, I'm in a bad mood."

Jiang Jianhui nodded understandingly, "It's okay, if you dare to cause trouble on my territory, you should give him some color - are you in a better mood now?"

Zhou Nansheng laughed, and said honestly: "It's much better. After a fight, I feel refreshed physically and mentally. It's really fun!"

Jiang Jianhui laughed out loud.

Zhou Nansheng said: "Actually, Brother Jiang, you don't have to help me, as long as that little yellow hair can withstand any storms, I saw him smoke every time—"

Jiang Jianhui smiled, and said in a calm tone, "You don't want to go to high school, it's not good if the school finds out, and you should be more careful in the future, don't cause trouble everywhere just because you have a little ability."

Zhou Nansheng fell silent for a long time before raising his head and saying, "Brother Jiang, I won't take the high school exam—"

Jiang Jianhui was stunned, and stared straight at him, "Why don't you take the high school exam? Do you want to study in a vocational high school? Let me tell you, the vocational high school is just a mess, and you don't have much promise, so you have no choice but to go—"

Zhou Nansheng lowered his eyelids, "I don't want to go to a vocational high school—"

Brother Jiang frowned, "Then what do you want to do?"

Zhou Nansheng looked at Jiang Jianhui, "I'll show you the shop."

Jiang Jianhui was furious, "Fuck your mother, I need you to watch the shop?"

Zhou Nansheng pursed his lips and remained silent.Jiang Jianhui stood up, paced back and forth in the room, saw Zhou Nansheng back and forth with his eyes like knives, "Why are you so crazy that you have this idea? Let me tell you, in this society, if you don't study, you will be useless all your life—— "

Zhou Nansheng twisted his face and remained silent.

Suddenly, Jiang Jianhui kicked Zhou Nansheng violently, kicking him on his back, "Get the hell out of here!"

Zhou Nansheng got up without saying a word, and walked out of the room, the cold wind poured over his head and face.