In order to reduce the burden on his grandmother, Xu Qiu learned to do a lot of things, tie his hair, wash clothes, and light a fire, even if he was not so proficient.

She likes to dance, and there was a college student who taught in the school before, and Xu Qiu studied with her for a while, but after the summer social practice ended, the college student who taught went back and did not leave contact information.

Xu Qiu suddenly pulled Wen Qian's sleeves: "Shall I give you a lower waist?"

Wen Qianqian: "Okay." ”

Xu Qiu: "Then can you tell that uncle first, don't shoot?"

"Good. Wen Qianqian said to the PD who followed the photo, and the PD nodded and walked away with the camera.

Xu Qiu looked around the wall for a while, then smiled at Wen Qianqian, and then brushed his waist.

"That's great!" Wen Qianqian applauded very cooperatively.

Wen Qianqian seems to have a natural ability to please children, and it didn't take long for Xu Qiu to become friends with her.

Mu Tian searched for a few dance videos on the Internet, and after asking Xu Qiu's opinion, he gave the show down.

Mu Qian instructed them to move the tables and chairs to the back, making room for rehearsals.

Wen Qianqian went to the third class to find Shen Yuegui, and when she passed by the second class, she saw Wen Ting and a boy standing outside the door talking.

The boy is tall and strong, looks a little silly, and is quite cute.

When Wen Qianqian passed by, they had already finished talking, and Wen Ting patted the boy and asked him to go in first.

Then he shouted Wen Qianqian.

"What are you doing?" asked Wen Qianqian angrily.

Wen Ting sneered, and slapped her on the head with her height: "What, Dad calls you for a reason?"

Wen Ting is always so annoying, and he takes advantage of it at every turn.

Wen Qianqian was about to scold him, but he suddenly became serious: "I have something to ask you, come here." ”

It was rare for him to be so serious, Wen Qianqian swallowed the curse back into his stomach and followed him to the corner of the stairs.

Wen Ting took out the cigarette case from his pants pocket, took a cigarette out, saw Wen Qianqian glaring at him, and smiled: "Don't smoke, I'll smell it." ”

"Oh, why are you so addicted to smoking?" Wen Qianqian couldn't get used to the smell of smoke, and subconsciously took a step back and stayed away from Wen Ting.

Wen Ting rubbed the tobacco, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it: "That boy just now, his name is He Zheng, and his parents went out to work." ”

Wen Qianqian knows that most of the children in this village are left-behind children.

"He lives with his sister," Wen Ting stuffed back the cigarette with a rare serious look, "His sister, fifteen years old, dropped out of school in order to provide for him to study. ”

Wen Qian's lips opened shallowly, "Mom, no, no—"

Wen Qianqian wanted to say that his parents didn't earn money outside, how could they let his sister drop out of school.

"Wen Qianqian, not every family treats their daughters as well as their sons, have you ever heard of the word patriarchy?"

He Zheng's original words were, "Mom and Dad said that my sister was a girl and didn't need to read so many books, and my sister also said that the family would rely on me to get ahead, so I took the initiative to drop out of school." ”

There are many unimaginable things in this world, which are irrational but real.

Sometimes, it's already difficult just to live, and Wen Qianqian has experienced some things in order to live.

But that's just a part of the darkness, and there are some that are common in the eyes of others, but Wen Qianqian feels that this is more terrifying than what she has experienced, because in the eyes of others, this is a common thing, and they will not resist and correct it.

It's like the patriarchal idea, maybe they know it's wrong, but they won't change it.

That's the scariest part.