Ding, your little fool is online

After the phone rang a few short times, it stopped, and after a while of silence, the phone vibrated, and a text message was sent.

Yuan Xing held his small mobile phone in his hand and looked down at the screen.

It was Zhang Yue who sent the message, telling him about the salary payment, saying that the envelope was ready and he would pick it up when he recovered from his illness and came to work in the store.

After putting down the phone, Motoko let out a long breath.

Fortunately.

Fortunately, the message was from Sister Yueyue. If it was a phone call and text message from home, he really didn't know what to do...

Perhaps too many things have happened in the past few days, Yuan Xing has forgotten that he has received a call from home before, and that's why he was so nervous when he received the phone and text message.

However, Zhang Yue's phone calls and text messages came in time. When he was sick a few days ago, he ate up the groceries at home. Yesterday, Wang Yuyang took him to eat. Now Yuan Xing only has less than one hundred yuan in his pocket. Really have to open the window to drink the northwest wind.

Thinking about it this way, Yuan Xing planned to go to the hot pot restaurant to get his wages back when it was warmer in the afternoon, go to buy some food first, buy a braised chicken leg if possible, and then save part of the rent...

Thinking of the rent, Yuan Xing realized that he had already remitted money to his family last month, and what he remitted was the rent money he had saved.

Yuanxing’s rent is paid every three months, 6000 yuan at a time. At the beginning of this month, he paid the rent from December to March, which means that before the beginning of March, Yuanxing needs to save enough 3 yuan for the next quarter. That way you won't be thrown into the street.

Originally, according to Yuan Xing's plan to save 2000 yuan a month, he could save 6000 yuan by the beginning of March.

But last week when he heard that his grandma was sick, he immediately remitted his one-month rent to his family...

Yuan Xing rubbed the screen of his phone, calculated one math problem after another in his mind, and finally decided to eat less in the past few months to avoid being kicked out by the landlord.

So he gave up the idea of ​​buying braised chicken legs, and decided to buy ham sausage and Chinese cabbage honestly.

Yuan Xing went to cook a bowl of rice for himself before the workers Wang Yuyang called to move the boxes arrived, and after eating and brushing, he used the pot just now to boil hot water and prepared to take medicine later.

The induction cooker seems to be cheap and not good, and it takes a long time to boil hot water every time.

Taking advantage of this gap, Yuan Xing carefully looked at the small note and chocolate biscuits stuffed by Mr. Happy.

The handwriting on the note was strong and powerful, and it said—Xiao Yuanxing, eat a candy in the morning when you don’t eat, don’t eat more at night, remember to brush your teeth after eating candy.

This was specially prepared by Wang Yuyang when he heard the doctor say that Yuan Xing had hypoglycemia in the hospital that day, just because he was afraid that he would suddenly faint again one day.

However, Yuan Xing may not understand this deep meaning, and just took it as a gift from Mr. Kaixin, and whispered a "thank you" that he couldn't hear.

The chocolates are the same as those in the hot pot restaurant, and the packaging of the biscuits is printed in English that Yuan Xing can't understand, so Yuan Xing went to think about the box of candies.

The candy is a lollipop, and the candy stick is a very environmentally friendly paper stick. Unlike ordinary lollipops, this box of candy has a flower seed hidden in each of the paper sticks.

"Flowers?" Yuan Xing looked at the words on the package and read out in doubt.

"Suitable, spring, sow seeds in spring, water once in the morning, and flowers will grow in a month." Yuan Xing read carefully, "Flower varieties, surprise."

After Yuan Xing finished reading, he raised his head and tilted his head: "Surprise flower?"

He has eaten lollipops before, but the candy sticks are always thrown away after eating. This is the first time he has seen this kind of lollipops that can grow flowers.

There happened to be a medium-sized flower pot on the window sill, which was not taken away by the previous tenant, and Yuan Xing was reluctant to throw it away and kept it until now.

After opening the package, Yuan Xing found that there were only 12 lollipops inside.

And there is more than a month before spring, Yuan Xing made the calculations and decided to eat one every three or four days, so that when spring comes, small flowers can be planted, and beautiful flowers can be seen a month later.

After taking the medicine, the workers called by Wang Yuyang also moved away the large and small boxes, and Yuan Xing's small room was vacant at once.

He looked around several times, except for an extra washing machine, everything was as usual.

But it always feels deserted, but it's not because of the lack of those boxes.

Yuan Xing stood at the door and thought about it, but couldn't figure out why, so he had to turn off the lights and go out to the hot pot restaurant to get his salary.

Zhang Yue took care of Yuan Xing as always. He didn't deduct his salary for a few days off last month, but gave him more.

The extra was 300 yuan, Yuan Xing still counted it out and returned it to Zhang Yue: "Sister Yueyue, my salary is, three, 3000 yuan."

Zhang Yue was counting the turnover in the morning, and didn't look up: "Oh, I've already raised your salary, have you forgotten Yuan Xing?"

Yuan Xing didn't think about it, Zhang Yue had no choice but to raise his head and remind him: "Last month, when you were going to return the money to the guest who rewarded you with 300 yuan, I told you to raise it to 3300 yuan, remember? ?"

"Ah." Yuan Xing suddenly realized and nodded.

Zhang Yue: "Aren't you happy with the salary increase? Did you return the 300 yuan later?"

Yuan Xing thought about it carefully, it seems that he didn't return it, not only that, but also owed the other party some money...

He scratched his head embarrassingly: "Not yet, not yet, wait until I have money, and then pay it back."

"Stupid Yuan Xing." Zhang Yue couldn't help but poked his forehead, "Let me tell you, you are really going to pay back the money. If you don't pay it back, I will tell you."

At noon, most of the guests were seated to eat, so Zhang Yue simply stood at the counter and chatted with Yuan Xing: "You suddenly fainted yesterday, it really scared me to death, but luckily your friend is here, hey, your friend What do you do? When did you know him? Do you know what his name is?"

After Yuan Xing finished listening, he shook his head and asked a question.

Zhang Yue took a deep breath and touched his forehead: "You won't still be burning, right? I told you that I will come to get my salary after I recover from my illness. I insist on running here..."

While she was talking, a phone call came in: "Hey Yuan Xing, I will answer the call later."

After answering the phone, Zhang Yue became extremely irritable when he didn't know what the other person said: "If I told you I was fired, I was fired? You go back and ask him what he did?"

"Huh? Zhao Mianfu, are you sick? Didn't you take the wrong medicine? My mother opened a hot pot restaurant, not a drugstore! It's your shop too! I'll give you a piece of land in the store for you to sell medicine, right? ! Get out of here!"

Zhang Yue frantically ransacked the person on the other side of the phone and hung up the phone, but her hand was still on Yuan Xing's forehead.

This reminded Yuan Xing of the scene when Mr. Kaixin and his forehead were in the car last night.

Although he didn't know what ambiguity was, Yuan Xing felt that the scene at that time was a little subtle, and that kind of subtlety was something he couldn't describe now.

He couldn't describe it, but his body responded.

Simply blushed.

The temperature under his hands suddenly rose, Zhang Yue thought he was still running a fever, and said sharply: "Yuan Xing, you, now, give me a taxi and go home!"

After Zhang Yue took his hand away, Yuan Xing's facial temperature returned to normal.

Yuan Xing had never seen such an angry Zhang Yue, so he asked, "Why, what's the matter, Sister Yueyue, no, don't be angry?"

"It's okay." Zhang Yue plucked her hair and sent Yuan Xing home, "Hurry up and stay home, it's so cold and you're still hanging out outside, what if you get sick again, whoever comes to the door to give out snacks, hurry up and go home."

Yuan Xing obediently said hello, but he didn't listen to Zhang Yue's words and didn't go home directly.

There is a vegetable market near the business district. Zhang Yue told Yuan Xing that the prices of the vegetables are a little cheaper than those near Yuan Xing's home.

He doesn't know how to cook many meals. Scrambled eggs with tomatoes have reached his limit. Most of them are boiled noodles with various vegetables. He can still drink soup if he is not full, and the cooked noodles will not burn.

After strolling around, Yuan Xing bought green vegetables and some noodles, and left the vegetable market with a plastic bag.The mother-in-law who sells green vegetables saw that he was cute and gave him a small handful of shiitake mushrooms, and he was laughing silly at this time.

There was a municipal private high school near the vegetable market, and many high school seniors came to the school to make up classes on New Year's Day. At this time, it was the noon break, and many students took advantage of this time to go out of school to eat nearby.

Private high schools are expensive, and naturally the hardware is relatively good. The students are all dressed in exquisite western-style school uniforms, the girls wear dark blue skirts, and the boys wear small ties.

They walked by with their schoolbags on their backs, even in the cold winter, they can bring out a piece of youthfulness.

Stopping and standing on the side of the road, Yuan Xing couldn't help looking at them with the plastic bag in his hand.

Two students were talking about their ideal universities.

"Which school do you want to go to?"

"Let's stay away from home. I don't really want to stay near home. It really annoys me to go back every week."

"Me too, I want to go abroad but my family won't let me."

"Hey, there's only half a year left, what country are you going to go to, honestly go to a domestic university."

Yuan Xing listened to their conversation, and unconsciously squeezed the bag in his hand.

Before turning into cash, Yuan Xing had also received an admission letter from a university. Although it was not a well-known university, it was already quite good in terms of the educational conditions of his hometown high school.

During the summer vacation when he received the notice, Yuanxing imagined what his college life would be like many times. He might become a class committee member, join the student union, get a scholarship every year, and make his life colorful. If possible , He still wants to work harder to climb up, maybe he will go to the postgraduate entrance examination.

But now, with a disability certificate in his pocket, he stands on the street and looks at others enviously, and has lost all these brilliance and beauty.

However, most of the memories in my mind became blurred after being ill, so Yuan Xing was not overly sad when he saw this situation, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

There was a fried chicken shop on the corner of the street, the delicious smell came from the shop, Yuan Xing sniffed and walked towards that.

I just smell it, I don't buy it...

Next to the corner is an alley, with a towering tree protruding from the school overhead, covering the alley tightly, but Yuan Xing still saw the situation in the alley.

Several tall boys blocked outside, surrounded a shorter boy.

"Don't you think that we dare not beat you because your leg is broken?"

"Why does a cripple come to a private high school to join in the fun? I think you should go to a school for the disabled hahahahaha!"

"His broken leg doesn't affect his going to school? In my opinion, he should be beaten into a brain-dead."

Yuan Xing frowned, whether it was a third-rate high school in the countryside or a private high school in a big city, there were always campus bullying incidents.

The boys surrounded in the middle kept their heads down and did not speak.

"Hey, hey, Ling Qiuchi, why don't you talk anymore? Weren't you very proud when you were in class just now? Are you dumb?"

Ling Qiuchi usually goes home for dinner at noon, and there is a driver at home who will pick him up after school, but today the driver was delayed by traffic jams, so he did not pick up Ling Qiuchi to go home on time.

Because of his health, his diet was controlled very reasonably at home, and he was not allowed to eat any junk food, and there was a fried chicken restaurant in front of the school, which made Qiu Chi pass by it many times, and he always wanted to eat it once.

The driver didn't come on time today, so Ling Qiuchi pushed the wheelchair to the door of the fried chicken shop by himself, but just as he bought a fried chicken and walked out of the shop, he was roughly pushed into an alley by these people.

Although he has a young temper at home, the young master seems to have two faces, and his popularity at school is actually not bad, otherwise he would not be able to integrate into normal campus life in a wheelchair all the time.

These people were found by Ling Qiuchi because they were smoking in the toilet, so they found fault like this.

At this time, Yuan Xing also discovered that the person surrounded in the middle was Ling Qiuchi.

It's Mr. Happy's younger brother!

So Yuan Xing didn't even think about it, he ran into the alley with the plastic bag in his hand, and tried his best to push away the group of people and stand in front of Ling Qiuchi.

"You, you are not allowed to bully, bully him!" Yuan Xing said nervously.

The boys in front of him were all taller than him, and Yuan Xing had to raise his head to talk to them, creating an invisible sense of oppression.

Ling Qiuchi recognized that this was the person he had seen that day when he was at the Municipal Disabled Persons' Federation. Seeing his back standing in front of him, he was more surprised than surprised.

He had already sent a message to the driver. The original plan was to just delay the time, but he didn't expect that a little fool would appear on the way and directly disrupt his plan.

He is obviously also a disabled person, so what can he do blindly!

Ling Qiuchi clenched her hands tightly, her knuckles turning white.

"Oh, there's a little stammer." The boys were amused, and imitated Yuan Xing's words maliciously, "You, you are not allowed to bully him, bully him hahahaha, little stutter, do you think I am imitating it?"

Yuan Xing pursed his lips: "Hurry up, go away, or I will call the police!"

"I'm so scared, hahaha." Several people laughed and laughed, "You are so short, which junior high school student are you? Brothers advise you to go back and memorize your texts and don't mind your own business."

One of the boys laughed and kicked Ling Qiuchi's wheelchair, confiscating it with all his strength, and almost turned Ling Qiuchi on his back, causing Qiuchi to stabilize himself with a cry of surprise.

Seeing this, Yuan Xing became angry: "No, don't kick him, you scoundrel!"

He took the plastic bag in his hand and swung it at the boy indiscriminately: "Bad guy!"

"What the hell?!" The boy roared, grabbed the plastic bag in Yuanxing's hand, and found two Chinese cabbage and some dried noodles inside.

Probably because he had never seen such a fighting tool before, the boy was stunned, and Yuan Xing took the opportunity to snatch back the plastic bag, grabbed a Chinese cabbage and threw it at them.

The few people who had never seen this situation thought that he had thrown something shocking to the world, and they all backed away. After discovering that it was Chinese cabbage, Ling Qiuchi's driver and the school's dean had already arrived at the entrance of the alley.

"What are you guys doing! Follow me to the Political and Education Office! Demerit and criticism!"

Several bullies were taken away, and after the driver thanked Yuan Xing, Ling Qiuchi also followed the driver home.

The driver was arranged by Ling Han, and he would report Ling Qiuchi's situation to Ling Han. Of course, Ling Qiuchi didn't want him to see the fried chicken in his hand, so he stuffed the fried chicken bag into the bag while the driver wasn't paying attention. In Yuan Xing's arms.

Quandang, Quandang, thank you...

Ling Qiuchi thought this way, and without looking back, the driver pushed him out of the alley, and Liu Yuanxing stood in the alley in a daze holding a bag of fragrant fried chicken.

Yuan Xing was stunned for a while before reacting. Instead of eating fried chicken or picking up his cabbage, he took out his mobile phone.

The last time I met Ling Qiuchi at the Municipal Disabled Persons' Federation, Wang Yuyang said that Ling Qiuchi was his younger brother, who was younger than Yuan Xinghou, and Yuan Xing always called him his younger brother in his heart.

Mr. Kaixin's younger brother was being bullied. He felt that he had to tell Mr. Kaixin. After all, he had received so many gifts from Kaixin, so he should take care of his younger brother.

Moreover, when Yuanxing was in his hometown before, he liked his relatives' younger brothers and sisters.

So he sent a text message to Mr. Happy——

"Mr. Happy, I just saw a high school when I was buying cabbage and noodles, and then I saw my brother. My brother was bullied. Mr. Happy, you can ask your brother."

The author has something to say: I have been thinking about the scene where Yuan Yuan fights with Chinese cabbage for a long time 23333