A piece of paper

As Chen Jianfang expected, five days later, the mountain courtyard was unsealed, and the students filed out with disheveled hair——after nearly ten days of closure, all supplies of the mountain courtyard were suspended, and no eggs, meat, fruits, and vegetables could be sent in. The day of the ban happened to be the day when the staff of the mountain courtyard were on vacation, and the students could only rely on the existing materials in the mountain courtyard to survive violently.

It's like survival in the wilderness.

Some people with weak survival skills came out with unshaven beards and yellow and emaciated faces, as if he was the one who had been imprisoned in a water prison for more than ten days.

Du Junning is okay.

Aunt Du taught well. Du Junning helped the family when she was very young. When she came out, she not only cleaned herself up, but also took care of Baozhu children carefully.

Two children, Du Junning was eight years old and Bao Zhu was just ten years old, each wrapped in a big blanket, holding a cup of brown sugar ginger tea in their hands and sipping.

Du Junning took a sip of ginger tea, his eyelids were slightly red and swollen, but his eyes were frank and clear, "Some complained, some couldn't believe it, and some bit back. There are thousands of people, some are rich or have some power in their families, so they just ask News, or go through the relationship, first set a position and then move forward."

Although Aunt Du's play was staged two days ago, the spiritual core of the play is true. She hugged her son worriedly, "...is someone bullying you?"

Du Junning shook his head, "No. Someone broke Sun Shun's leg that night, and everyone guessed it was Brother Qiao."

It's Qiao Hui's style.

Xian Jin smiled.

"So, even though Senior Brother Qiao is gone, the saber is always in the clear. Everyone is afraid that he will kill the carbine, so they don't dare to treat me and Baozhu too much."

Du Junning's voice was muffled, as if a drowning person had choked on his lungs, but he finally surfaced.

"That's good, that's good. Where's Zhu'er?" Aunt Du put her arms around Qiao Baozhu's shoulder affectionately, "Is there anything Zhu'er wants to eat? Auntie will do it." Remembering that Baozhu always loved to eat the old house's mother Zhang and said, "Auntie, go to Zhang Ma to learn?"

Xian Jin finally had the courage to move his eyes to Baozhu.

Fat Huahua kept her head down, holding tea in her hand, but didn't drink a sip.

Very silent.

Silence never seen before.

Countless sourness rose in Xian Jin's heart.

This damn ZZ.

"Baozhu." Xian Jin's voice was soft, as if calling a kitten that had just experienced a thunderstorm, "Baozhu."

Baozhu raised her head, eyes full of confusion and fear.

Xian Jin almost shed tears.

She is not a person who sheds tears easily. In her previous life, she had suffered all kinds of hardships on the hospital bed, the pain of having her belly ripped apart, the pain of indwelling needles flexibly turning under the skin to find blood vessels, her heart rate sometimes went up to [-], and sometimes fell to the bottom. Sixty's suffering
There are many other sufferings. The bed next door to the hospital in the early morning, just exchanged names, died at noon;

Walking down the stairs quickly, there was a white light in front of my eyes, as if I saw my grandma waving at her in the corridor;
On the operating table, Doctor A said, "Today at noon, I want to eat braised yellow chicken," and Doctor B said, "Then I'll eat Haidilao by myself." The hourly patient weeps alone.
These sufferings can be psychological or physical, but they are always sufferings that we can control.

My own suffering, no matter what, I have to grit my teeth, mix it with chicken soup, and swallow it.

Having experienced hardships himself, Xian Jin knew that the sudden suffering was like a boulder weighing on his body, making him unable to breathe.After experiencing a lot of suffering, Xian Jin couldn't bear to see others suffer.

Especially those who are like flowers, who have been in the clouds since they were young, and have never even been blown by strong winds.

Xian Jin looked away.

After a welcome meal, Du Junning wanted to take Baozhu home. Aunt Du didn't hesitate, she just asked Xianjin, "Shopkeeper, are you okay?"——I heard that Qiao's hometown is in our county, and the trouble was very serious. It’s so big, no one in my hometown came to look for Baozhu, which means that the old family is either afraid of causing trouble or being implicated. Most of the family members can’t count on it. I also keep one sheep and raise two sheep, and the two cubs together It’s also good to take care of.”

Xian Jin:?
Someone still competed with her for Huahua's custody?

"It's not a matter of one mouth and two ears for you to raise a girl. It's a trivial matter to eat, but the important thing is the clothes, jewelry, and dowry for the girl when she grows up." Think clearly."

Aunt Du said "hey", "That's not easy? When I put a bar, the monthly fee will be enough!"

Of course I know that you are very strong, but if I keep you in the probationary period, how should you deal with it?

When Xian Jin tried to shamelessly use management authority to crush competitors, Bao Zhu said softly, "Aunt Du, I, I want to follow Sister Xian Jin."

Aunt Du still wanted to talk, but Du Junning who was beside her pulled her clothes.

Xian Jin smiled and said, "Following me and following you, there is not much difference. Anyway, I don't cook here, so I go to eat at your place. Why do you need to subdivide?"

Looking at Du Junning again, "Qingcheng Mountain Court will not be able to open for a while, is there a way out?"

Du Junning's eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice, "The bright man sees in the dark, the wise seeks before he can do it. The world is turbid but I am alone, and everyone is drunk but I am alone. Even if a man as wise and indifferent as the head of a mountain suffers such a difficult birth, I will not read this book."

"Snapped--"

Xian Jin slapped Du Junning on the back of the head.

Aunt Du withdrew her iron sand palm waving in the air—very well, someone moved faster than her.

"Doesn't matter if you don't read this book? Du Junning, if you feel that the court is dark, you should bury your head in reading and be the light of the latecomers; if you feel that the country is uneasy, you should forge ahead and be the backer of the latecomers!"

"If everyone is like you think, a deserter, will the world be okay?"

Xian Jin was a little angry, "I'll help you write a letter and go to Qinghe Town to find Mrs. Qin. This year, you should end up in the exam. If you pass the exam, I will reward your mother to rise to the second bar, and then help you find a way to send you to Xuancheng Mansion Continue reading; if you fail the exam, you can study at Master Qin's place with peace of mind, and when the head of the mountain comes back, you will come back!"

what?
If the son passes the scholar examination, the mother can be promoted to the second bar?

Aunt Zhong's ears twitched: Is there such a good thing?

Her toddler, who is still babbling, needs to pay close attention to learning lessons.

The back of Du Junning's head was cut off, but the depression on his face disappeared. With a blushing face, he solemnly bowed to Xianjin, "Yes! Students, remember the shopkeeper's teachings!"

Xian Jin nodded in satisfaction.

To deal with this kind of hot-blooded middle school boy, it is necessary to be better than him.

But for Baozhu, Xian Jin seemed to have a lot of words hidden in his chest, brewing for a long time, and wrote the first draft again and again in his heart to comfort or explain, but he still couldn't open his mouth-Baozhu had changed too much.

Yesterday evening, the boy had a fever and vomited all over. It is estimated that the virus is of the same origin as his mother, so I didn't have time to write it... I will add it today, and the second update will be later.