Back to girlhood years

There are too many things in the world that can't be understood, such as how the pyramid was built, why people are allergic to coriander, ye Fei's rebirth, or Qin song's beating.

The infirmary is very quiet. The doctor kindly reminds Ye Fei before cleaning the wound that it will be a little painful. Bear it. There are stones in it. If you don't clean it up, you will be infected.

Ye Fei nodded. She knew that alcohol would hurt when it touched the wound, but strangely, she didn't feel very painful when cleaning. She sat quietly on the chair, staring at the white cotton ball flying on her wound. Qin song, you see, it really doesn't hurt.

Strange emotions from the heart a little bit spread to the whole body, she vaguely aware of something, but the answer she can't believe, in the end, she laughed at herself, ye Fei, it must be you think too much, the other party may just "see injustice a roar", it must be like this.

You know, Qin song seems to be indifferent, but he is a kind-hearted child. In that case, it's reasonable.

But fighting, how can it be reasonable!

The incandescent lamp in the office is shining brightly. Qin song can't open his eyes. He tilts his head to avoid turning on the lamp. His indifferent appearance completely annoys the middle-aged woman opposite.

"What's your attitude? How can you teach a child like you to be rude and ungracious when you ask your parents to come?" he said, pulling Xu Junfei aside. "Director, you see, you see, what kind of children my family has been playing. I won't just let it go. Besides, how long has it been? How can his parents not come yet?".

The director of education was embarrassed. He made a phone call, and the person who answered the phone hung up without saying anything. "Well, first of all, it must be wrong to fight. I have already passed Qin song's school motto. As for..."

"What's the use of education alone? Our children can't be beaten for nothing, medical expenses and mental loss expenses can't be reduced." the middle-aged women are aggressive, but they are upright.

The teaching director was not happy. He just wanted to speak for Qin song. When there was a knock on the door, a tall middle-aged man came in.

"Hello, I'm Qin song..."

"He is my uncle," Qin song looked up and interrupted the man.

"Uncle? Doesn't he have parents? Why didn't his parents come? They didn't dare to come, or they wanted to shirk their responsibility. "Xu Junfei's mother refused.

"Hello, Qin song's parents can't come for the time being," the man replied politely,

"What does it mean that if you can't come, it will solve the problem. If his parents don't come, who will pay for the money?".

The man just came here and didn't understand the situation. He explained, "Oh, Qin song's parents are diplomats. They are abroad all the year round, so they can't come.".

"Diplomats? Diplomats are great. Officials can hit people at will. I tell you, today... "

"Pa", a wallet fell in front of Xu Junfei's mother. Qin song took the wallet out of the man's pocket. He said coldly, "take it at will.".

The man didn't say a word. Xu Junfei's mother was stunned for a moment. Looking at the pile of money in the wallet, she quickly changed her face. "It's almost the same." she reached for the wallet and took out a pile of 100 yuan bills.

"Ma", even if Xu Junfei is too cheeky, he feels ugly and tries to stop his mother's behavior.

His mother didn't pay any attention to him. She was counting the money with her fingers dipped in saliva. "Here is two thousand four. I don't take more, just two thousand. You know, our children were beaten and suffered a lot physically and mentally. Two thousand yuan is not much at all." then she happily took the money into her mouth.

"May I go now?"

The teacher's face turned black. What's the matter? How could there be such parents, the teenagers in front of him, and such students? However, it seems that the matter has been solved, and he can't say anything more. He waved his hand to let Qin song leave, and the man also left.

"Does grandfather know?"

"The old man is playing chess. I didn't disturb him. I found a reason to come out.".

"Oh, I know. I'm going to class." Qin song walked to the teaching building without expression. The man behind him thought about it and said, "your parents will be transferred back in the new year.".

The young man's steps stagnated for a while, and his thin body cast a long shadow on the ground. He said, "it's none of my business." then he left without looking back, only to hear a long sigh behind him.

Back in the classroom, ye Fei heard someone talking about Qin song in a low voice. Some girls were crazy about the sentence "I just don't like him". They lamented how Qin song could be so handsome. Others were curious about how Xu Junfei provoked Qin song.

Ye Fei looks down at her gauze wrapped knee. If someone knows that Qin song is fighting for her, it will cause a big stir in the class. Ye Fei will also be pushed to the top of the storm and become the object of public discussion. So Qin song finds such a bad reason, but it's amazing that everyone believes it. The so-called young frivolity is mostly like this.

"If it were not for the teacher's blocking, I would have rushed up and dared to beat the people in our class," said the arrogant sports committee member.

"Me too. If those grandchildren dared to do it, even if the teacher was there, I would dare to rush up." another boy was so heroic.

There are a few boys echoed up, attracted around the girls "wow" straight call, eyes are full of admiration.

Ye Fei laughs. Although she can't tell the truth of these words, she can see clearly at that time that several boys really rushed over. As for whether they will start, let's not say for a moment, just the courage and feelings at the moment are enough to move Ye Fei. As an adult, especially after taking part in work, she has been used to the indifference and defense between people. She has not seen this kind of warm-blooded friendship for a long time.

Qin song came back quietly, and sat beside Ye Fei with the cool air of the night. Ye Fei's hand holding the pen was loose and tight, and his mouth opened a few times, but he didn't make a sound.

"My hand seems to be hurt.".

Huh? Ye Fei quickly turns her head. The knuckles of the boy's right hand are a little red, but it's definitely not hurt. Ye Fei thinks about it, but she doesn't speak angrily

"It shouldn't matter, you hit people too hard, and it soon disappeared.".

"Who said it doesn't matter, I do," the boy muttered softly.

When ye Fei didn't hear it, she turned her head and continued to work.