Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Chapter 20 Miao Laidi

After the sound of the work gong sounded in the afternoon, the educated youth spot quickly returned to silence.

Lin Nianhe was sitting by the window, holding a copy of the real exam papers for the college entrance examination, lost in thought.

The difficulty of the college entrance examination questions is just right for high school students, but it is obviously too difficult for college students.

Lin Nianhe couldn't help feeling a strong sense of pride.

She used to be able to do such difficult problems!

She is amazing...

After bragging about himself, Lin Nianhe took out his junior high school math textbook.

Don't ask, asking is the law of energy conservation. The moment she stepped out of high school, she returned all the knowledge to the teacher to feed the next generation.

Fortunately, the knowledge is lost, but the brain is still there.

It took her two hours to wake up her math memory, and when she was about to do a math test paper for the senior high school entrance examination to practice, she vaguely heard footsteps coming from far to near.

With a wave of Su's hand, the textbooks on the table were placed in the space, Lin Nianhe picked up a newspaper, and read the newspaper with his feet shaking as if nothing happened.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and it sounded a little procrastinated and weak.

"That... Educated Lin..."

Miao Yulan's weak voice sounded by the window.

Lin Nianhe seemed to have just discovered her, put down the newspaper and looked up at her: "Is there something wrong?"

Miao Yulan just woke up, and now her fever has subsided. Although her face is still pale, she is a little angry.

She licked her chapped lips and said softly, "I'm sorry about what happened yesterday."

Lin Nianhe twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's okay."

"There is still medicine... Thank you." Miao Yulan looked at Lin Nianhe nervously.

Perhaps the high fever evaporated some of the water in her brain, and Miao Yulan looked much more normal at this moment.

Lin Nianhe shook his head lightly: "It's okay."

She didn't want to be nosy, she just wanted to brush up on the questions.

Miao Yulan didn't intend to leave, she stood outside the window, twisted her fingers and asked, "Can you talk to me?"

Seeing her miserable appearance, Lin Nianhe had no choice but to suppress his heart to write questions, and nodded: "Okay, let's go to your place."

"Row."

Miao Yulan nodded, and led Lin Nianhe to the front yard with steady steps.

Miao Yulan sat on the kang a little cramped, silent for a long time, when Lin Nianhe was about to fall asleep, she said: "Lin Zhiqing, do you look down on me?"

Lin Nianhe yawned and replied, "No."

Miao Yulan was at a loss for her reaction, she looked at her in a daze, her eyes began to turn red again.

"I haven't paid much attention to you, so I can't say I look down on you."

Miao Yulan: "..."

The emotion that had just been brewing suddenly disappeared in the world.

Lin Nianhe sat on the wobbly chair, raised his feet and continued, "I don't like to meddle in business, and I don't like to spread gossip. If you want to talk, I can listen."

Miao Yulan opened her mouth, but after all she couldn't bear the bitterness in her heart, she whispered her story.

Her original name was Miao Laidi.

After the younger brother was born, the old man secretly told Miao's mother that the younger brother was short of wood in the five elements. Miao's mother was afraid that her son's life would be in trouble, so she even changed the names of several older sisters to names with flowers and plants.

Like all girls of the "Di" generation, the education Miao Yulan and her sisters have received since childhood is to dedicate everything to their younger brother.

The delicious food belongs to my younger brother, and the cotton cloth is also closely related to my younger brother's clothes, so it goes to school... If the street office hadn't been watching, Miao Yulan wouldn't have been able to go to school at all.

"Lin Zhiqing, I'm different from you. If my mother didn't want a son, I wouldn't have been born." Miao Yulan's eyes were red and swollen, and she looked at Lin Nianhe with a particularly hollow look. It was given by my brother."

Lin Nianhe saw the epitome of many girls from her.

Countless "Miao Laidi" were wasted their lives by their ignorant parents.

They will marry and have children with such thoughts, and then continue this tragedy and educate more "Miao Laidi"...

Lin Nianhe looked at Miao Yulan with more wariness in his eyes: "You probably don't want to borrow money to pay your brother's bride price, do you?"

Miao Yulan quickly shook her head, she said: "No, I can't afford it... Do you know, before today, I have never eaten millet porridge."

"When I went to the countryside, my mother gave me five yuan."

"Five dollars...that's the most money I've ever gotten in my life."

"Lin Zhiqing, you said that you are also a child in the same family. Why is there such a big gap? Is it because I am a girl that I can't carry on the family? But I can also send food to them for the elderly."

Lin Nianhe stroked his neck.

She felt a little suffocated.

Miao Yulan slowly leaned her head against the wall, looking down at her hands.

"My younger brother didn't eat milk when he was a child. The four of us drank rice soup to save food and exchanged it for malted milk. After my eldest sister got married, she stole food and went back to her mother's house. Her mother-in-law broke a leg. My mother couldn't steal anymore... … broke her other leg as well."

"Actually, I don't want to cause famine, but if I don't give it, my mother will beat me to death..."

Lin Nianhe finally understood the reason for the fear he felt from Miao Yulan.

That was an instinctive reaction from being "trained" by my mother since I was a child.

Just as she was about to speak, she heard a roar like a firecracker behind her:

"I'll see who dares to hit you! It's against the sky!"

Lin Nianhe was so frightened that he trembled, and when he turned his head, he saw a skinny aunt striding forward.

This aunt has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a sharp jaw line, a high nose bridge, and neat short hair. At first glance, she is not easy to mess with.

Lin Nianhe licked his lips.

From what she said just now, she probably didn't come to find fault.

The aunt walked into the door in twos and twos, and came to Miao Yulan aggressively, with one hand on her hips, and the other directly poked Miao Yulan's forehead.

"You are a shriveled brat who can't beat a fart with eight sticks. You deserve to be bullied to death by your mother! What else can you do besides pissing cats?"

"I've told you ten thousand times, it's difficult to find an organization! The mouth under your nose will show off and won't make a sound?"

"You mother, your mother, your mother is so awesome, why didn't you come to my ten-mile brigade? My mother cut her brains and farted!"

Every time my aunt cursed, she smacked Miao Yulan's forehead with her fingers.

The tone of hating iron but not steel is very like the elders who protect the calf.

Lin Nianhe was wondering who this aunt was, when she suddenly turned her head, and their eyes met unexpectedly.

Lin Nianhe's scalp was numb, and he silently took a step back.

The aunt looked at her and asked, "Zhao Zhuangshi climbed over your wall last night?"

Lin Nianhe: "Is... right?"

"Yes is yes, no is no, what are you hesitating about?" Auntie rolled her eyes and raised her chin towards Lin Nianhe, "I tell you, rest for at least three days, let that little bastard improve his memory!"

Lin Nianhe: "Okay."

After the aunt finished talking about it, she didn't intend to let Lin Nianhe go, and asked again: "Do you think I was right?"

Lin Nianhe clapped his hands resolutely: "Auntie is right, auntie scolds really well, and auntie's awareness is really high!"

Miao Yulan: "..."

In fact, she always felt that Lin Zhiqing was quite arrogant.

(End of this chapter)