Cuiyu Hutong

Later, Jiang Mo couldn't remember, anyway, when he woke up, he was in the hospital.A bandage was wrapped around his head, and the old uncle was not very happy when he saw him wake up, so he sighed deeply: "I knew something was going to happen to you."

No matter how much Jiang Mo messed up, he never dared to make trouble in front of his old uncle.Hearing what the old uncle said, he could only pretend that he had woken up, but he hadn't fully woken up, and said, "Old uncle, what's wrong with me? Why am I here?"

He shook his head, held his forehead, and tried to do it.

But the old uncle held him down, sighed deeply again, and went out to call the doctor.

With the doctor came Zhou Lianfeng and a woman who was much prettier than Zhou Lianfeng.But their eyebrows and eyes are so similar that people can recognize mother and child at a glance.

As soon as Zhou's mother saw Jiang Mo, she immediately went up and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, my child, my Xiaofeng's attack is not serious, do you still hurt? If it hurts, tell auntie, auntie will give you a whir ah--"

Jiang Mo felt a little restrained all of a sudden, even Zhou Lianfeng, who hadn't changed his face when he beat him up, frowned tightly and grabbed his fucking clothes.

Only then did Zhou's mother realize that she was coaxing a child again, and said a little embarrassedly: "My child, I let you see a joke. What do you want to eat? Auntie will order it for you first."

The old uncle put the lunch box on the table and said: "It's okay, he can just drink some porridge. It's not your child's fault. It's my nephew who has something wrong with me. You can go and work on yours too." .Today is really troublesome, and I asked you to make a trip."

Mother Zhou quickly waved her hands and said in a soft voice, "You are serious. It was my Xiaofeng's fault. I apologize to you and Jiang Mo on his behalf. Xiaofeng——"

She tugged on Zhou Lianfeng's cuff again, Zhou Lianfeng bent down expressionlessly, and said to Jiang Mo, "I'm sorry."

Jiang Mo curled his lips and remained silent, obviously unwilling to accept this apology.But the old uncle immediately glared at him, made him smack his lips, and still laughed and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

Zhou's mother was pure-hearted, and when he said it was fine, he took it for granted.He even gave Zhou Lianfeng a push, and said: "You don't get along well with your classmates every time. This time, Mr. Jiang Mo has forgiven you a lot. You should hurry up and become good friends with him."

Zhou Lianfeng didn't move at all, and didn't make a sound.

Seeing this, Zhou's mother smiled and said to Jiang Mo: "Jiang Mo, don't worry, Auntie has already scolded Xiaofeng, and he really knew that he was wrong. Auntie heard that you two are at the same table, so you can look at it in the future." For the sake of auntie, do you get along peacefully? Fighting really hurts, and auntie loves you too. You must be good friends in the future. "

Jiang Mo was not as energetic as Zhou Lianfeng.He liked Zhou Lianfeng's gentle and gentle mother who spoke with a southern accent, so he smiled at Zhou's mother and agreed, "Okay, auntie, but Zhou Lianfeng might not like it?"

Zhou's mother glanced at Zhou Lianfeng, and said, "How come? Xiaofeng, you stay with Jiang Mo for a while. Mom, go out and chat with Uncle Jiang Mo. You two must stop arguing, let alone fight!"

After finishing speaking, he stabbed Zhou Lianfeng again, saying "Go, go, go" all the time.When Shun Shuo was still going out, he closed the door for the two of them meticulously and strictly.

Jiang Mo grinned, looked at Zhou Lianfeng in front of him, and suddenly remembered how he hit him on the corner of the table.Caressing his bandage, he pretended to say: "You have disfigured me, do you know how precious my face is? Do you know how many young women out there are obsessed with me?"

Zhou Lianfeng raised his eyes and glanced at him, and he said, "The fingernails should be bigger, so it won't disfigure your face."

Jiang Mo was choked up by him, and suddenly said something: "Zhou Lianfeng, don't you suffer from facial paralysis or hemiplegia, look at your speech as if you had a stroke, you are so fucking conspicuous!"

Zhou Lianfeng gave him a slap when he went up: "Don't swear in front of me, can you remember?"

Jiang Mo was taken aback by his sudden encounter, covered his face, and didn't utter a word for a long time.He probably never imagined that one day someone would beat him to the hospital and give him a slap in the ward, right?

He opened his mouth for a long time, and only muttered: "Did you fucking..."

But before he finished speaking, another big mouth was drawn on the other side.

Jiang Mo immediately wanted to get out of bed and fight Zhou Lianfeng again, but before Naihe lifted the quilt, he saw Zhou Lianfeng approaching him.He moved back subconsciously, and lost his spine in an instant.He stammered and asked: "Zhou, Zhou Lianfeng, what do you want, what do you want? I don't want to say anything, I don't want to say anything! What do you want?!"

However, Zhou Lianfeng chuckled softly in his ear, and said in a fluttering manner: "Jiang Mo, didn't you ask me what disease I have? I can tell you now that it is madness."

Jiang Mo gasped, leaning his back against the wall, and suddenly pushed Zhou Lianfeng away.

Zhou Lianfeng staggered a few steps, just bumped into the old uncle who had just pushed the door open.The old uncle immediately scolded: "Jiang Mo, what are you doing?!"

Jiang Mo couldn't argue with a hundred words, he was wronged and angry.After he gave Zhou Lianfeng a blank look, he pulled up the quilt tightly, buried his head and ignored anyone.

Zhou's mother hurriedly smoothed things over and said, "Xiaofeng must be trying to make friends with Jiang Mo, but he used the wrong method. I will educate him when I get back."

After finishing speaking, he took Zhou Lianfeng out.

Jiang Mo listened to Zhou Lianfeng's soft tone of reproach to Zhou Lianfeng in the corridor, and suddenly felt a little sad.

The old uncle pulled him away, and was about to reprimand him, when he saw his red eyes, he couldn't help but sighed again: "If you also had a good mother, you would definitely not be like this now. Forget it, Mo'er, go to sleep, when you wake up and recover from your injury, you still have to go back to school."

After the old man finished speaking, he turned and left.Jiang Mo wanted to pull his hand, but in the end he couldn't.

He returned to school on the third day with the bandage on his forehead still intact.He felt a little ashamed, and passed out with just such a small wound. Although there was a possibility of concussion, he waited for several days for the examination results and told him that there was no real concussion.

If his younger brothers saw his fingernail-sized wound, they would definitely laugh at him to death. How could he maintain his position!

Jiang Mo swayed into the classroom with her hands in her hands and her hair wrapped in white.At that time, the first math class was already halfway through.He didn't even give a report, just pushed the door open and walked in, slamming his schoolbag on the seat loudly.

The rest of the class had long been accustomed to this, and they were no strangers to it, only Zhou Lianfeng frowned and said, "Keep your voice down."

Jiang Mo squinted at him: "I don't!——"

But Zhou Lianfeng let out a snort from his nasal cavity, and said, "Do you still want to be beaten?"

As soon as he mentioned being beaten, Jiang Mo felt the small wound on his head hurt again.He grinned and cleared the table lightly.

Mathematics is simply a fantasy to him, and he doesn't know it at all.Those numbers and symbols, like a series of reminders, made his brain hurt from the noise.

He rubbed the corners of his brows, lay down on the table, and prepared to go back to sleep.

But as soon as he was dazed, he felt someone shake his table violently, which made him jump up suddenly, thinking it was an earthquake.But as soon as he stared, he met Zhou Lianfeng's disgusted gaze, and immediately scolded: "What the hell are you doing, Zhou Lianfeng?!"

His voice startled the teacher, and just as he was about to reprimand him, the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

Jiang Mo ignored the teacher at all, and glared at Zhou Lianfeng angrily.This time his little follower didn't dare to come forward, for fear that when he came, the one who knocked his head on the table would be himself.

But Zhou Lianfeng rubbed his wrists, stood up, looked down at Jiang Mo indifferently, stretched out his hand and slapped him again: "I told you, don't swear in front of me."

"You!" Jiang Mo wanted to fight back, but Zhou Lianfeng approached him again, and whispered quietly in his ear: "Don't forget, I got it, but it was madness."

Jiang Mo suddenly lost his arrogance: "Fuck!"

Seeing that Zhou Lianfeng was about to attack again, he finally admitted his cowardice, shrunk his neck, and hid in his bastard shell.

He pretended to be tough and pulled Zhou Lianfeng away, and leaned into Zhou Lianfeng's ear and asked weakly: "What are you going to do? I didn't recruit you now, did you? Why do you have to find me to be unlucky?"

Zhou Lianfeng pushed him away lightly, straightened his collar that was a little wrinkled by him, and said, "Your uncle, please ask my mother, let me take you back to the right path and supervise your studies."

Jiang Mo suddenly felt that the old uncle was unnecessary, but he didn't dare to make trouble in front of Zhou Lianfeng again, so he could only say: "Then you really do it? Can't you act like your left ear goes in and the right ear goes out, and you don't hear everything? Zhou Lianfeng Lianfeng, do you have to take care of me? Can't you just ignore me and let me be quiet? "

"No." Zhou Lianfeng's face remained unchanged, and he said firmly, "You are still in front of the head teacher, saying that I sit at your table to help you improve your studies."

Jiang Mo himself was right in saying this, but he didn't expect Zhou Lianfeng to really believe it!

With his ability to listen to math classes as well as to listen to heavenly scriptures, let him study hard?It would be better than killing him with a knife.

But he couldn't speak directly, so he could only grit his teeth and ask, "Then what are you going to do? What do you want me to do?"

Zhou Lianfeng took out the brand new math textbook from Jiang Mo's schoolbag, marked a chapter, and said, "There are 7 minutes left for class, so finish this."

Jiang Mo saw that the thing was one head and two big, and immediately wanted to use the excrement to escape: "I want to go pee."

Zhou Lianfeng glanced down at him, but when he raised his eyes, he was still dull: "Don't go."

The author has something to say: Zhou Lianfeng was a big madman back then!

But a madman wins against a fool

感谢在2021-11-1223:47:12~2021-11-1323:52:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of painter's butterfly;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!