Adoption relationship

An stable life always goes by very quickly. In a blink of an eye, it has been nearly two years since Zhang Jianan and Xiang Weiding came to Bingqing City. He also went straight from the primary school to the junior high school in a stable manner. The thin child at the beginning gradually grew into an exquisite boy.

The 13-year-old Xiang Weiding has a well-developed body, and his height suddenly jumped to 1.5 meters five. A kind of alienation and indifference, refusing to approach others.The clothes on his body are not necessarily famous brands, but they must fit well. Coupled with his long-term exercise and the beauty of strength inadvertently shown in his gestures, he always gives others a mysterious and noble feeling.

This is the second semester of junior high school, the homework is light, and school ends early. When the school bell rang at [-]:[-], the teacher walked out of the classroom. The students grabbed the schoolbags that had been quietly packed, and rushed to the door of the classroom, leaving in the middle of teaching. After almost half of the people, Xiang Weiding slowly stood up to pack the things on the desk.

"Xiang Weiding, shall we go home together?" A sweet-looking girl stood beside Xiang Weiding and said.

Xiang Weiding looked up at her, and it took five seconds before he remembered that this was He Youli, the study committee member of the class. He lowered his head and put the books in his schoolbag, saying, "It's not on the way."

Children of this age already know what "like" and "love" are from TV and the Internet, and they will also have a vague and innocent affection for the opposite sex.He Youli has a good family background, looks good, and has good grades. She is a princess at home and the teacher's favorite at school. She has never been rejected so directly by anyone before. She was a little unhappy. She pulled Weiding's schoolbag and said: " Then let's go out of school together!"

"No time." Xiang Weiding spit out two words coldly, picked up his schoolbag, passed He Youli, and left the classroom alone.

"You...you..." He Youli raised her hand to stop her, but she didn't. Looking at Xiang Weiding's back, she stomped her feet angrily.

At this time, another girl who had been watching coldly stepped forward, shook her head and said "tsk tsk", mockingly: "I didn't expect Miss He's family to be rejected one day..."

He Youli glanced at her, snorted coldly, and said, "Lusha, don't think I don't know that you like him. No matter what, I'm better than some people. His picture is posted in the room."

Lu Sha, who had been exposed, blushed, and said angrily: "You don't like him, so what are you shamelessly posting on him? You won't even look at you if you look at Wei Ding..."

"You... Has he seen you? Maybe he doesn't even know your name."

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Xiang Weiding didn't know about the quarrel in the classroom, and he didn't care about it. After leaving the school gate, Xiang Weiding walked home along the school wall. dishes, so there is no need to go to the market today.

After arriving in Bingqing City, Zhang Jianan was taken care of by him in the hospital. After he was discharged from the hospital, Zhang Jianan went out early and returned late all day long. He was also in charge of everything at home. Later, Zhang Jianan went to work and returned home later than he did after school. Naturally, it was him In charge of housework, Zhang Jian'an is only responsible for giving him the house every once in a while, and then returning home from work to eliminate Xiang Weiding's labor results.

Turning a corner, Xiang Weiding was about to go home through the alleys he usually walks, when he saw that there were already people in the alleys where there were usually few people.

He looked up and looked up. They were all students, but two of them looked like senior students, sixteen or seventeen years old, with their schoolbags slung across their shoulders and their clothes hanging loosely on their bodies. The third student seemed to be following Wei Ding is about the same age, and he may be a first-year junior high school student. There are seven classes in each grade of the junior high school in this school. He can't even recognize everyone in his class, let alone those in other classes.

The junior high school student's schoolbag was thrown on the ground, and one button of his clothes was torn off, making him look a bit messy. A senior student was pulling his shoulders, while another bent down and slapped his face.

This scene is very familiar. When Xiang Weiding first came to this school, because he walked alone, he was always the last one after school. This happened to him three or four times, but... his boxing skills are not for nothing Yes, so the result is often that the person who was going to rob him was robbed by him in the end.

This alley is close to the school, and there are often senior students who are short of money "borrowing" money in this block. Xiang Weiding only glanced casually, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked slowly into the alley. The road was closer, and he was rushing home to cook, but he didn't plan to change lanes. As long as these two people didn't provoke him, they wouldn't mess with each other.

"Boy, be sensible, how much money is left to hand over." A senior student pushed the junior high school student.

"I... I really only have so much..." The junior high school student looked at the two in fear, leaning his back against the wall.

Another senior student touched the junior high school student's pockets all over, glared at him and said, "Why are there so few today?"

"My mother...she didn't come back last night, I...that's all." The junior high school student shrank his body and stammered to explain.

The two senior students also rummaged through the schoolbag of the junior high school student. Knowing that there would be no more gains from him today, they cursed a few dirty words, then kicked him a few times, and said: : "Forget it today, wait for your mother to come back and ask her for money, and we will still be waiting for you the day after tomorrow."

The junior high school student rubbed the wound, his eyes were red, and he looked at the two of them with a look of fear, and said, "Well, I...I see."

After the two senior students got angry, they were planning to go to the game hall with a dozen or so dollars they got from the junior high school students. Xiang Weiding just walked up to them, and the two of them rolled their eyes. The clothes looked good, and he looked fair and clean. He looked like a good student with a good family background and good studies. The two blocked Xiang Weiding's way.

"Hey, kid, don't you see us here?"

Xiang Weiding raised his head slightly, spit out two words, and said, "What's the matter?"

"We almost have some money left. We want to borrow some from you and pay you back in a few days." The senior student rubbed his hands together and said in a statement rather than a discussion tone.

Xiang Weiding raised his wrist and looked at his watch, squinted his eyes a little impatiently, and said, "No, you can get out of the way."

When the junior high school students heard Xiang Weiding's words, their eyes were full of worry. The two senior students were stunned for a while, and then said angrily: "You have to borrow the money today, or you have to borrow it if you don't."

Xiang Weiding glanced at them expressionlessly, stretched out a hand from his trouser pocket to grab the strap of his schoolbag, and turned his body sideways, trying to walk between them.

The two senior students glanced at each other, one of them grabbed Weiding, and the other stretched out his foot to stop Xiang Weiding, trying to trip him.Seeing that they were about to make a move, the junior high school student Wuhen gave Weiding a sympathetic look, and then turned his face away as if he couldn't bear to watch.