In the wheelchair, Song Yi said lightly: "The two of you get up, don't you know that sometimes excessive humility is also coercion in disguise, and this is not a gentleman's doing." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Just talk about things, don't you dare?"

Although he was in a wheelchair, his words were like knives, and his words were compelling.

Even if his expression was faint and his tone was gentle at this time, the invisible pressure was already pressing.

The people who were talking about it because of the sudden appearance of the woman, mother and son couldn't help but stop talking together at this time.

Although everyone originally had the most natural respect for this wheelchair boy, Song Yi was young and disabled after all, and compared with the two, people's respect would always be discounted unconsciously. Most people will subconsciously think of him like this: he is young and has inconvenient legs......

There is more contempt.

No one has ever seen such a side of Song Yi at this moment, and no one expected Song Yi to react like this when dealing with this mother and son.

In the eyes of most people, shouldn't Song Yi be uneasy to let go of the two of them at this time, or should he be so moved that he hurriedly agreed to accept this student?

Only Jiang Huijia noticed that when Song Yi looked at the two people in front of him indifferently, one of his hands on the armrest of the wheelchair had already been quietly pinched, and his knuckles were white.

Jiang Huijia knew that this must be Song Yi's performance when he was nervous.

She couldn't help but smile in her heart: "Is it really young ......" Song Yi will show maturity far beyond his age many times, and only occasionally reveal his jerky side in obscurity.

However, he has always had good emotional control, and few people can notice this.

The woman kneeling on the ground even turned red, and the young man beside her was even more embarrassed.

The mother and son hurriedly stood up, and the woman blushed and said, "My child is thirteen years old this year, and it is only because of my family's poverty that he has been delayed. My husband was also a scholar, and I can't tell my son to be blind for the rest of his life. ”

This sentence reveals a message that this woman's husband is dead and she is a widow!

The woman begged again: "Mr. Song, please accept him, although he is older, he knows that he must study hard, and he will not cause any more trouble to Mr. Song." ”

Because before the opening of the Mengxue Museum, some of the admission requirements have been clearly released, one of which is that the Mengxue Museum admits Mengtong children between the ages of five and ten as students, with a quota of 30 students per term. Therefore, this teenager, who is already thirteen years old this year, is obviously too much overage.

People couldn't help but talk about it again, and some said: "These two I know are from Hujia Village next door." That woman has a bad reputation, and looking at her amazing appearance, I think it's better for this student not to accept it. ”

also said: "She has been widowed for eight or nine years, and if she is not spicy, where can she survive?

Jiang Huijia stood next to her and listened, this woman is from Hujia Village next door, and her husband's surname is Hu. Her mother's family doesn't seem to be from Baoqing's mansion, she is a young widow, with a son and a daughter, and her life is difficult. Although there are many rights and wrongs in front of the widow's door, she is very upright, and most of the neighbors still sympathize with her.

Jiang Huijia looked at Song Yi again, wondering how he would solve this problem?

Song Yi said slowly: "There are no rules. ”

The woman's face, which had been flushed with embarrassment, turned pale again, and when others saw her, they felt very pitiful for her.

Song Yi said: "Since it has already been decided to recruit five to ten year-old Mengtong, if I only accept the overage of your family, it will be unfair to the rest of the students, so I can't accept this student." ”

At this point, the woman's face was filled with despair.

The thirteen-year-old boy next to the woman was even more angry, and he said loudly: "Mother, let's go! Don't ask him! He himself is just a child, and he is still a crippled ......."

"Smack!" the woman slapped the young man in the face suddenly.

She snapped, "Shut up!"

When this sound came out, not only the young man stopped talking, but even the people who were talking about it next to him all stopped talking.

There was silence.

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment, and Song Yi's voice was still flat and unhurried: "Now that I have opened a library here, it is different from the past, but there is a lack of a scholar who takes care of daily chores." Because most of the students in the Mengxue Hall are young, this scholar needs to be older. If anyone comes voluntarily, I will take care of the lunch and allow him to study. ”

After he finished speaking, before some people could react to what he meant, the woman in Hujia Village became suddenly excited.

She pulled the young man next to her to kneel down, the young man still refused to move, Song Yi had already leaned out slightly, stretched out his hand and said, "Don't kneel, I'm not accepting disciples, you are a dignified man, why do you need to kneel me?"

As he spoke, he looked at the young man opposite, and there was already a slight smile in his eyes.

The young man originally looked angry, but when Song Yi said this, it seemed that he was unreasonable. He scratched his hair a little sneeringly, and said angrily, "I'm willing to do the work, I'...... I will do my job well. ”

Song Yi said with a smile: "I'm here in the Mengxue Hall, you not only have to work hard, but you also need to study hard, otherwise you won't come." ”

Having said that, where is there anything that everyone doesn't understand?

It turned out that Song Yi accepted this student under a different name!

Although he still took in this young man to study, because of Song Yi's previous actions, no one dared to underestimate him and the various regulations of the Mengxue Hall at this time.

Although Song Yi is young, firstly, he has been married, and the family has been separated, at that time, people generally married early, and at the age of sixteen he was counted as Ding's Dajing Dynasty, whether in law or in fact, he is already an adult; second, he has been studying since he was a child, and since he was a child, he has been much more mature and sensible than his peers, and has experienced many ups and downs in life.

Song Yi pushed the wheelchair back, and people gave way.

When she walked to the fence gate and was about to come to Jiang Huijia's side, Song Yi suddenly looked up at her.

The content contained in this eye is too rich, and the bright and deep phoenix eyes seem to contain countless joys, and on his young and handsome face, it reveals a kind of pride and joy that only youth can bring.

Jiang Huijia: "......"

Song Yi, is he expressing to her, "I just behaved well, right?"

Is this a stroking? or a like?

Jiang Huijia's gaze fell on Song Yi's ears again, well, the roots of the ears were red.

She suddenly raised her hand to cover her mouth gently, covering the corners of her lips that were raised high.

But the smile in her eyes still couldn't hide it, and she looked at each other, and in an instant, it seemed that something unspeakable was gently touched.

Jiang Huijia hurriedly turned her head.