Zhang Shufen said in the yard: "Uncle, aunt, are you at home?"

"Where are you?" Lin Xinzhen greeted her, she was originally very good to this nephew and daughter-in-law, but now she saw Zhang Shufang even more affectionate, "What about Niu Niu, why don't you bring him over to play?"

Zhang Shufang said: "Niu Niu's father took it." After speaking, she hesitated and said, "Auntie, I'll borrow your sharp-nose pliers." ”

Lin Xinzhen took out the needle-nosed pliers and asked her: "Shufang, we are all a family, I can't trust your mother-in-law, but this is Dafang's lifelong event, can you help me ask your relatives to inquire again, how is Wei Da'an?"

I just didn't want to have a bad conscience so I reminded it, but thinking of her mother-in-law's difficulty, Zhang Shufang didn't dare to directly say that Wei Da'an had a problem, and only said vaguely: "Okay, but my relative is also a distant relative who has made several turns, and his knowledge is limited." Auntie, you better ask someone else to inquire, so that you can feel at ease?"

"You're right. ”

As soon as Zhang Shufang came out of Lin Xinzhen's yard, she saw her mother-in-law talking to a person in the village in front, maybe she heard footsteps and glanced this way, she hurriedly avoided the shadow of the wall, and waited for her mother-in-law to leave before coming out and going home.

Niu Niu was rubbing his eyes and crying at home looking for his mother. Zhou Shengwen was in a hurry, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his wife, "Why did it take you so long to come back?"

Zhang Shufang hurriedly put the needle-nosed pliers aside, hugged her son and let him feed and coax him to sleep. Seeing that Niu Niu was chattering about food and not crying, she said: "Our aunt pulled me to talk, and I was embarrassed to leave immediately." ”

"What do you say to them?"

"The second aunt asked me to help inquire again, and I said that the relatives knew only a limited amount of information, so let them find someone to ask more. ”

"Thank you. Zhou Shengwen put his arm around his wife's shoulders and said, "Make it difficult for you in the middle." "But that's their own mother, what can they say?

"Isn't it all for our family? ”

The two didn't mention the intimacy, Zhang Shufang left, Zhou Meng was more puzzled, but thinking of Wang Caifeng's sworn appearance, and Wei Da'an's such good conditions, they were still unwilling, and decided to be like what the youngest daughter said, two-pronged, no matter how unhappy they were to trouble their relatives, it was better to find a brother-in-law and let him ask again.

Early the next morning, after seeing Zhou Yun, Lin Xinzhen and her family urged her to go to school after the family had dinner. After Zhou Yun left, because Lin Xinzhen couldn't ride a bicycle, Zhou Meng rode her to Hongzhai Town.

Thinking that there was something to ask for a brother-in-law this time, I gritted my teeth and went to the consignment store to buy a box of Jianlibao, the best gift for relatives at this time, and went directly to Lin Xinxia's house.

Lin Xinxia is feeding the pigs, and the pigs they collect are sometimes raised in their own homes first, and usually at least two or three are prepared. Seeing that her sister and brother-in-law were coming, she put down the pig food bowl in her hand and greeted her, "Eh, look at my dirty body, you go into the house and sit down." ”

Neither of them entered the house, but they carried their things to the hall and came out again, "There is nothing that is not dirty for the croppers, as long as it is affordable." ”

Lin Xinxia washed her hands in the basin on the wooden basin rack on the side, and said, "Xinzhen, come on, why are you spending money to buy things?"

"Sister, this time we have something to ask you and Brother Ziqiang. Seeing that Lin Xinzhen sniffled and didn't speak, Zhou Meng said.

"What's the matter? You can afford me to be a sister, as long as we can do it, it's no problem. Lin Xinxia has a neat short haircut, and she speaks very crisply.

Zhou Meng told her about the situation.

"This is not what I, an aunt, should do, don't worry, I'll tell him when your brother Ziqiang comes back." Lin Xinxia served them tea with a smile, "Girls getting married is a lifelong thing, so you really have to be cautious." When Feng was a child, I didn't inquire well, so I suffered a big loss. ”

Wang Feng is Lin Xinzhen's eldest daughter, down-to-earth and capable, marrying a husband who looks like a talent, and can speak well, but unfortunately her health is poor, she has lumbar spondylosis at a young age, and their work in the field and at home all depend on Wang Feng herself, and raising her husband is like raising an extra son. Lin Xinxia has always felt sorry for this daughter and regretted it.

"Yes, thanks to Xiaofang for reminding me this time, otherwise we would have been happy to patronize, so maybe we would have agreed. Lin Xinzhen sniffled.

"Xiao Fang is more thoughtful, if you have anything to discuss with us, if you are too far away, also listen to Xiao Fang's opinion. "Looking older at the age of three, Lin Xinxia feels that her sister's family is an honest person, and Xiaofang has the most eyes and can hold the idea. Even Lin Tong and Lin Lu can't compare to her in terms of being thorough.

After talking for a while, Zhou Meng and Lin Xinzhen were ready to leave, but Lin Xinxia had to ask them to bring a large piece of pig blood and a piece of pig liver to let them go.

After coming out, Lin Xinzhen snorted, "Zhou Meng, look at your brother, and then look at my sister, why is there such a big difference between people?"

Zhou Meng also felt a little embarrassed, he had to beg his relatives for something he couldn't do, so he hesitated and said with a smile: "Xinzhen, I don't have much ability, you are tired of following me." ”

Lin Xinzhen just wanted this sentence, and she felt much more comfortable when she heard her husband say this. "Eh, it's been a husband and wife for so many years, why are you still talking like this. Even if Xiaofang went to school today, I don't know how. Has anyone laughed at her name. ”

At this time, Zhou Yun was surrounded by people after class, led by a tall thin man in a jacket.

Qian Fang grabbed Zhou Yun's hand and trembled slightly, but he still stepped forward and stood in front of Zhou Yun, "Deng Guang, what are you doing, I will sue you, if you do this again, I will ...... I'm going to sue Mr. Sù!"

"Uh, two little Fangs!" Deng Guang and a few of the boys laughed.

"What have we done? In a free society, can't we sing a song?"

"There is a girl in the village named Xiaofang, who is smart and beautiful...... Thank you for your love for me, I will never forget it in this life and this life! Thank you for your gentleness towards me, let me remember it until the future!" Deng Guang and a few people sang with their voices, but their eyes wandered wantonly on the faces of the two, and the meaning was self-evident.

"Hahaha!" laughed uncontrollably after singing.

Qian Fang's tears rolled in her eyes, it was really humiliating for a young girl to be sung like this, "You can sing it, why are you blocking our way?"

"If you can walk this way, we can also walk it. Haha!" said so, but a few people stopped it, and Qian Fang walked twice and didn't get out of the encirclement.

"It's so ugly to sing that it's not like a male duck is crowing. ”

Haha stopped abruptly, and a group of people looked at Zhou Yun who was talking in a daze, but they didn't expect her to be so bold and dare to speak to Deng Guang like this.

Deng Guang was annoyed and angry, "Zhou Xiaofang, who are you talking about as a duck?"

Is this kind of formation that makes the original self feel painful? I want to know that the source of the children in the village singing is also here, Zhou Yun smiled and did not change, "Whoever sings will say whom, it is nothing to sing ugly, and it is not right to sing scary!"

Deng Guang waved his hand, "Who are you talking about?

Zhou Yun knew that the softer you were at this time, the easier it was to be bullied, so she said calmly: "I said it's okay to sing ugly, it's not right to sing scary!"

This Deng Guang's father is the deputy head of the township, arrogant and domineering, and no one dares to provoke him in ordinary times. At this time, hearing Zhou Yun say this, the students who passed by around laughed.

Deng Guang felt very shameless, and said viciously with his hand raised: "Don't think that if you are a woman, I won't dare to fight!"

Qian Fang's whole body was trembling, and she pulled Zhou Yun and said tremblingly: "Xiaofang, don't fight with him." ”

Zhou Yun stretched out his hand to comfort the little girl, and glanced at Deng Guang coldly, "If you dare to stretch out your hand again, I will immediately go to check the injury, internal injury, my cousin is in the public security bureau, see how many years do you want to live in the juvenile detention center?

"Tears in the Iron Window" is a popular song of remorse among prison people in the 80s, sung by Chi Zhiqiang. However, many people in the village now sing it. In the 90s, the high school in the county once invited people from the juvenile detention center to study and make a report, and this song was sung at that time. This was spread from the prefecture to the surrounding villages as a novelty.

Zhou Yun snorted, "Iron door, iron window and iron chain, holding the iron window and looking outside, how beautiful life is outside, when will I return to my home." He pulled Qian Fang and walked out.

The girl's soft face was now awe-inspiring, and there was a disdainful smile on the corner of her mouth, otherwise what was going on, Deng Guang felt that his heart was hit hard by something.

"You, you!" his hand hung down unconsciously, and he let her and Qian Fang walk out like this.

A boy with Aaron Kwok's haircut behind him said, "Deng Guang, how is it, do you want to give them a ruthless one?"

"Get out!" Deng Guang glared at him, "I didn't hear her say that her cousin is in the Public Security Bureau!"

"Xiao Fang, you have become so powerful!" Qian Fang's eyes were simply shining.

"It's nothing! His dad is not Li Gang!" A few little P children, secondary two syndrome, where is the boldness, but singing and harassing it, a trivial matter.

"Who is Li Gang?"

"Li Gang is an official with a cheating son. ”

"Pit daddy son!hahaha!" Qian Fang burst into tears and laughed, "You don't know that my heart is so scared that I want to jump out! You seem to have changed as a different person, especially when you spoke just now, it makes people feel that you can't listen." ”

It's not that he has changed a person, he has more than ten years of experience, and he still manages a group of salesmen in the company. Zhou Yun smiled and said: "I was sick for a while, and I thought about a lot of things. ”

"Well, if that's the case, I'd rather be sick. ”

Zhou Yun patted her head and thought, girl, it's not okay to be sick, the important thing is that you have to have a super good character, and you can only win the rebirth gift package.

After saying that, she entered the classroom and had two classes, and she didn't adapt to such a study life. The level of the teacher is on the one hand, and on the other hand, she feels that this kind of learning efficiency is too low. And she is in this ever-changing society, there are too many things to do to seize the opportunity.

About 6 percent of the students who go to school here can go on to enter the county high school, and about 5 percent of those who are admitted to high school can go on to college. About 6 or 7 percent of those who go to university are in key universities, and only about 30 percent of those who go to key universities have a broader world.

Among the others, they basically just graduate and find a job and spend a mediocre life in peace, and many of the knowledge in junior high school and high school may be forgotten.

According to normal study, Zhou Yun felt that with that time and energy, with the experience of her previous life, she would have already been able to achieve something. It's time to find an opportunity to discuss this with your adoptive parents.