As for this young man, in the memory of the original owner, he is just a synonym for a lonely figure.
Whenever the school was empty after school in the afternoon, he carried a shabby backpack and bowed his waist slightly like his father, burying his monotonous steps back, and then mechanically cooking rice on the coal stove next to him, occasionally glancing at Xia Xi who was being punished, and that gaze was also full of contempt and ridicule.
When the boy had finished cooking, he shouted into the house, "Dad, the rice is ready."
So Lu Kaiquan opened the curtain and came out, asking "Is she honest and punished" The young man opened his mouth and came "her mouth has been grunting there all the time, and she is looking at this side viciously" So the original owner was inevitably reprimanded viciously by Lu Kaiquan, what "the world is declining, and there is no respect for the elders" and the like, it turned out to be the same as at this time.
In fact, these memories are very indifferent to the original owner's later experiences, but at this moment they were hooked out by Ziqing again, although okay, the original owner was indeed very aggrieved and sad at the time, and his mouth may indeed be muttering something and looking at people viciously, but do you need to say it like this, Ziqing searched it out from his memory, in fact, what the original owner muttered at that time was only the knowledge that the teacher talked about that day, and she could only review and consolidate what the teacher said over and over again in her own way Ah, what kind of plot world is this, what kind of depressive and indifferent life did the original owner have experienced, and in an instant, all kinds of new and old hatreds occupy Ziqing's mind.
A thought flashed in Ziqing's mind, today is Friday, what are you doing here, is it a joke to come to see me again Ziqing's reaction was quite agile, and at the moment when the other party rushed up, she had already slipped past the side.
Young Lu staggered to a stand, glanced at Ziqing with a cold look, and unconsciously touched the place on his chest.
Ziqing only left him with a back, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, yes, I didn't expect to force myself to "shoot" after all.
It's only the second class in the afternoon, and there is still one class before school ends, and she hasn't figured out how to explain it to Wu Daying when she goes home now.
Of course, with Xia Chunmei's provocateur, she will spread her own affairs throughout the courtyard tonight at the latest.
Ziqing is very aggrieved in his heart, and people are good at bullying horses and good people riding.
After thinking about it, he went around to the back of the school, and the window was facing the place where Old Man Lu lived, Ziqing saw that the window was not closed, and without thinking about it, he took out a few medicine bags from his personal pocket and blew all the powder into the room.
Ziqing felt much more comfortable all of a sudden.
She didn't go to school in the next few days, and she heard a lot of things in the school that the old man Lu suddenly got some hysteria, got up in the middle of the night and treated his son as a thief, beaten half to death, and sent to the township health center the next day, and diagnosed that his son was beaten with a fracture, which is not the most serious, the most depressing thing is that his son has congenital heart disease, he hit this one, and went directly to most of his life, and must be sent to the county hospital for treatment.
Old man Lu is also a teacher for decades, and he still has some family background, and after tossing for a few days, he finally saved his son's life, but he was not calm when he took the report: his blood type and his son's blood type do not match, with his medical knowledge as a teacher, shouldn't his son and his own blood type be the same, what's the matter It can really be said that one stone stirs up a thousand waves, and Ziqing really felt a lot relieved when he heard this.
Let's say that she went home from school by the way to the old man Lu's living room.
She first concocted some medicine to bandage her hands, and when Wu Daying came back in the afternoon, she finally decided to tell Xia Chunmei what she said.
Wu Daying seemed to have expected this matter for a long time, but she saw the strangeness on Ziqing's hand at first sight, and hurriedly held it over, and her eyes were full of tears all of a sudden.
She saw that Ziqing had already applied the medicine, and put down Ziqing's hand after a few words of comfort.
Ziqing later learned that Wu Daying actually took a kitchen knife and went to the school to find Old Man Lu for an explanation that night, but she didn't expect to meet Old Man Lu with a headache and beat his son as soon as she went, so she sneaked back again.
There was no house for hundreds of meters around the school, and it was locked in the house in the middle of the night, so everyone didn't know about it, and they didn't find out until the next morning.
Let's say that at this time, Wu Daying listened to Ziqing's words, and she hated it in her heart, and she had already seen the thoughts in the second room of the Xia family's big house.
I didn't expect them to be so anxious, and they had already begun to spread it everywhere, how they didn't care about themselves, but this matter even caused Xiaoxi to suffer such a big grievance, and this field had to be found back no matter what The next day, Wu Daying went to the village chief and the village party secretary to talk about the house, property and land.
Although she is the daughter-in-law of the Xia family, the three brothers have long been separated, the old grandmother and husband are dead, and the property of this house is still counted as the second room of the Xia family Wang Cheng, the village head, is a man in his forties, with a burly figure and a dark and bright face.
The village chief is elected every three years, although he is not a little tactful as an official, but he is still a sincere person, and the eyes of the masses are bright, and he was directly re-elected by the village officials in these two elections.
As soon as Wang Cheng heard Wu Daying's tone, he felt that something was wrong.
There are only more than 100 households in this village, and he knows everything very well, so he naturally knows the Xia family's ideas.
However, all the families in the village seem to be harmonious on the surface, but they are actually similar in private.
He pulled Wu Daying aside and said, "You all know that this Qing official is difficult to judge family affairs, who doesn't know that you came to ask me like this, didn't you get me involved?"
Wu Daying said: "Those who dare to love you as an official are just thinking about the source left and right, and they don't do anything practical for our villagers at all."
"That's not what it means, I'll make it clear to you, this house belongs to the ancestral property, do you admit it?"
Wu Daying nodded.
"Was there a deed or agreement at the beginning of the separation, and did you and your children have your names written on them?"
Wu Daying was silent.
"As for the land, it's GJ's, you are all contracted, every five years, when the time comes, write whose name you write, as long as you have that ability, you can contract" Wu Daying understood, she said: "Then I am now a person from Hewan Village."
Wang Cheng didn't understand that he had already made it so clear, what was this woman still fighting there.
There's no way, this is the status quo here, who called her dead man Anyway, this woman is really a good style, just with that tenacity and bearing, she compares many women in this village, it's a pity t1706231537: