God said I would meet you

Some people don’t argue with you because they tolerate you, some people don’t argue with you because they think it’s unnecessary, and some people don’t argue with you because they just treat you like a shabby and don’t bother to answer.

In Lin Jinyu's eyes, not arguing is a sign of surrender.

So he was in a good mood for a moment, humming a song and turned around to go back to the room to take his tablet and continue the great cause of plants fighting zombies.

Turning his head, he saw something in the dirt on the ground reflecting dazzling light in the sun.He walked over and saw that it was the slightly rusty Jiulianhuan that Lalong had put on the ground earlier.

This thing is not worth much. It is conservatively estimated that the market price will not exceed ten yuan, but it seems that Lalong loves it very much. Even if he skates on a skateboard, he is afraid that this toy will hurt.

Lin Jinyu hesitated for a second, bent down and picked up the little thing, trying to chase it out and return it to Lalong.

Zhang Xinli asked him where he went suddenly from behind his back, but Lin Jinyu ignored him.

He went out, looked left and right for a while but didn't see anyone, and didn't know which direction Lalong's house was in. He felt like a headless chicken for a moment.

On the side of the road, an old lady in a black and blue dress with a turban was driving two cows. Lin Jinyu went up and asked, "Grandma, did you see any children running in your direction?"

The old lady looked up at him, opened her shriveled mouth with few teeth left, and said, "Honey, why don't you shut your eyes?"

Lin Jinyu: "???"

The old lady patted him on the shoulder with a hand like a bamboo pole, and said with a grin, "Hot rolling, Vajiva! Riza! Seamo is old?"

Lin Jinyu was completely confused in the wind. He was afraid that the old lady's ears would be deaf, so he put his hand to his mouth and said loudly: "I said—you! Did you see—a few children—children! Do you know children?" He gestured Said: "It's so long... no, it's so high!"

The old lady chattered again and said something he didn't understand, and it seemed that the language system was still not on the same channel as him.Lin Jinyu felt powerless when she took the English listening comprehension test in junior high school, only to find that she went to the wrong test room and went to the TOEFL IELTS test.

He tried to communicate in sign language again, but failed.

Just when he was in a state of desperation, Lin Jinyu heard someone behind him calmly say to the old lady: "Kashasha."

The old lady said: "Tsmogeni."

Zhang Xinli replied, "Tsmoghni."

Lin Jinyu turned her head and said, "You can understand her?"

Zhang Xinli said: "This grandma is too old to speak Chinese."

"Then what did she say?" Lin Jinyu felt that she had opened the door to a new world: "It's not like the dialect you usually speak at home."

"Yi language," Zhang Xinli said, "I don't know how to speak it, only a few words."

"What happened just now?" Lin Jinyu had a strong curiosity about novelty, imitating Zhang Wentao's accent at home and said, "What did this lady say? You're not scolding me, are you?"

"No," Zhang Xinli said, "I'm praising you, I'm praising you..." He paused for a few seconds, and then said, "...handsome."

Lin Jinyu was skeptical, he always felt that things were not that simple.

"What do you want to ask?" Zhang Xinli asked, "He ran outside without saying hello."

Why do I have to report to you wherever I go... Lin Jinyu remembered that he really didn't know the way, and had to bow his head when he was asking for help, so he obediently said, "Where is Lalong's family?" Zhang Xinli looked: "Here, he forgot to take this."

Zhang Xinli then turned around and said, "This way." He said, "Fortunately, you found it."

Lin Jinyu took a few steps to catch up with him, walked side by side with him, and asked, "Why, is it important?" He said triumphantly, "So I have made a great contribution!"

Zhang Xinli turned his head slightly and glanced at him, with the words "childish" and "disgusting" written in his eyes.

"Even if you don't make such a great contribution, he will come back to look for it himself." Zhang Xinli said: "Last time Lalong accidentally dropped it in the sheepfold, he cried and went from house to house looking for it, and he searched for it for three days. Got it back.

"Such an exaggeration..." Lin Jinyu muttered, "It's not something valuable."

Zhang Xinli stopped, looked at Lin Jinyu, and said, "It's really worthless to you."

Lin Jinyu said, "It's worth nothing to anyone..."

Zhang Xinli let out a sigh of relief, turned around and walked forward.Lin Jinyu scrambled to catch up, and shouted behind her: "Hey, hey! What did I say wrong, it doesn't have much money in the first place!"

The old woman stood on the side of the road with her cows, grinned toothlessly, waved to their backs, and said goodbye to them loudly: "Azazabu!"

……

"It's not about me, it's just made of iron, it's just..." Lin Jinyu held the nine-link ring in one hand, pointed at it with the other, and rambled all the way: "It's true that emotional value cannot be measured by money, but this Iron it..."

Along the way, Zhang Xinli seemed to have activated the Dafa of shielding, not talking to him, and walking forward with one heart and one mind.

It was 04:30 in the afternoon, and the farmer hadn't come back yet. I was washing vegetables at home and preparing to cook, and there was no one on the road.

After turning a corner and turning into a more remote path closer to the mountain, Zhang Xinli suddenly stopped.

Lin Jinyu was too busy talking about the road, so she bumped into his shoulder with a bang, and blurted out without thinking: "You..."

The word "Mom" was still in his throat, Zhang Xinli turned around and said, "Hush!"

Lin Jinyu shut up reflexively.

He looked over Zhang Xinli's shoulder and saw a group of figures surrounded by the corner between the hillside full of emerald green fir trees and the house. They didn't know what they were doing. Occasionally, there were small voices of shouting and cursing into Lin Jinyu's ears with the wind. Here, the scolding is vulgar and ugly.

Lin Jinyu's first reaction: School violence?He stared at the group of people intently, and sure enough, he found a thin, dark figure lying in the circle of five or six figures.

He didn't look very old, he hooked his head and clutched something in his arms tightly, even if five or six people punched and kicked him, he would not let go.

"Halwori, you... let go! What is so precious and tight!"

The group of people seemed to be grabbing something and kicked the curled up person on the ground.

Through the chaotic footsteps of the crowd and the cursing like a cannonball, Lin Jinyu saw clearly the dusty face mixed with cowardice and stubbornness.

That was Laron.

Zhang Xinli also saw that face.He turned around, wanting Lin Jinyu to stay calm and not move... Before he could open his mouth, Lin Jinyu seemed to be frozen by something suddenly, and his whole body became still...His brown and black eyes stared at the curled up for a moment. Laron stood up and endured several beatings.

And before Zhang Xinli had time to make a sound, Lin Jinyu rushed out like an arrow that left the string...or a brave porcupine, regardless of the fact that there were five or six people on the other side and he was fighting alone.

"What are you doing!" Lin Jinyu yelled loudly, "Let's go! Do you hear me let go?"

Unexpectedly, a spoiler appeared, and the group of people froze for a moment, turning their heads to look at him.

She still has a young face, a bronze-colored body and a strong body, and there is a ruffian that is unique to gangsters all over her body... Just looking at her face, she should be about the same age as Lin Jinyu.

Lin Jinyu said: "Is it embarrassing to still bully children here in their teens? Are you still shameless, huh?"

They looked at each other, and one of them, Ji Li Gua La, said something in local dialect to Lin Jinyu.

Lin Jinyu said with a smile on his face: "Please speak Mandarin, I can't understand the language of illiterate birds."

His words obviously angered this group of people, and those people said a few more words to him. Lin Jinyu couldn't understand the meaning, but knew they were scolding him, and the scolding was very dirty.

Then one of them walked up to Lin Jinyu, spit out a mouthful of disgusting thick phlegm on the ground in front of him, and raised his hands high...

Lin Jinyu didn't have much fighting experience, so she seemed a little unresponsive at this moment.He stood straight on the spot without any reaction, just as the loud slap was about to fall on his face.

Suddenly someone grabbed his back by the collar and pulled him back.

Lin Jinyu involuntarily took a step back, barely dodging that slap that seemed so light.

Zhang Xinli pulled Lin Jinyu to his side, shoved the boy, pushed him back a little, and looked at him coldly.

The group paused, seeming a little scared of Zhang Xinli.

The one in his early years subconsciously glanced back at his companion, then at Lin Jinyu, and said, "What does this have to do with you?" He said, "Zhang Xinli, don't meddle in your own business."

Lin Jinyu said from the side: "You are the one who meddles in other people's business. Your whole family meddles in other people's business. You bully people, abuse underage children, and even rob. You still have face. You are simply a miracle in China. You specialize in running Come here to show you that you are as wide as the Great Wall, thicker than the North Atlantic's impregnable wall?"

That group of people didn't go to school very much, and they wrote a composition with a bunch of bad sentences. Lin Jinyu's series of diss using various rhetorical techniques directly stunned them. , Outrageous swearing and scolding him.

Zhang Xinli quarreled with them in a targeted sentence in a more lethal local dialect.

Lin Jinyu didn't listen to what they were scolding at all, and she scolded herself, Shanghainese, Mandarin, Cantonese, and English in turn, creating multilingual simultaneous translation, suppressing opponents with speed of speech and language diversity, and confronting them.

Under the perfect combination of him and Zhang Xinli, one in charge of speed, one in charge of heavy attack, and both offensive and defensive, the group of five laners were a bit overwhelmed.

They seemed to have finally become angry from embarrassment, and they slowly surrounded Lin Jinyu and Lin Jinyu in a semicircle like a group of gangsters with rich fighting experience.

Zhang Xinli stopped Lin Jinyu behind him, and the group got closer and closer, pressing forward step by step, almost breaking through the limit of the basic social distance.

The number of people on the opposite side was more than double that of theirs, and Lin Jinyu was somewhat apprehensive.

Zhang Xinli stood in front of him all the time. Seeing that the other party was going too far, he preemptively grabbed the collar of the boy with a wide and short scar above the brow bone, and lifted him up, almost touching his face. With the force of spitting out a mouthful of thick phlegm, he said, "I advise you to have a better memory," he said coldly, "Do you want to do it? Or do you want your right eye to be stitched?"

The man with the scar on the left brow bone... This is the new nickname that Lin Jinyu tailor-made for him in three seconds... The man with the scar on the left brow bone raised his head and looked at Zhang Xinli, Zhang Xinli looked straight at him with black eyes without fear eyes, the two collided in the air with their gazes, engaging in a silent but fierce confrontation.

The corners of the eyes of the man with the scar on the left brow bone trembled, and the hand hanging by his side was slightly raised and lowered several times, raised and lowered... Dozens of seconds passed, and finally he avoided Zhang Xinli's gaze, let out a breath, and looked away Said: "No, misunderstanding, just misunderstanding."

Standing a few meters away, Lalong whispered, "Forget it, forget it..."

Zhang Xinli let go of him like a bunch of garbage.

The man with the scar on the left brow bone took a few steps back, and glanced at Lin Jinyu. His gaze was like a knife, and it hurt people's back.

He cursed a few more times before turning around and beckoning the others to leave.

Lin Jinyu kept staring at their backs until they disappeared at the end of the path.

He hurried over to see Lalong.

Lalong clutched his pocket and hid behind the tree, his dirty face still had a contradictory and wonderful expression of stubbornness mixed with cowardice.

"It's okay," Lin Jinyu called his name: "Lalong."

With a sniff, Laron stepped out from behind the tree, bowed his head, and said, "Thank you."

His clothes and face were rolled dirty on the ground, and there was a shiny shoe print on the back of his hand, but there were no tears on that dirty face.