Chapter 122 is 5,000 words, two and a half chapters in one

Bi Yue squatted in front of Liang Xiaoxiao, and looked up at the slightly drunk little girl in dismay: "What are you?" Lack of eyes, right? ā€

"You're missing eyes." Liang smiled and retorted.

Bi Yue dragged the small bench on the side, took the medicinal oil and poured some into the palm of his hand, rubbed his hands hard until he was hot and hot, and put his two hot little hands on Liang Xiaoxiao's ankles, and rubbed them seriously with his head down:

"It hurts, you bear with it. Aren't you lacking in heart, are you? Look at your swollen one! Thanks to my uncle coming along, otherwise I would have dragged you home with me as soon as I picked and searched. When the time comes, I'll have to go to the hospital. ā€

Liang smiled and grinned: "You still know!" In the end, when Bi Yue pressed down on the tendon bag, she screamed with a "whoop".

"Ahh Tap, tap, tap! In the middle of the night, the girl's sharp voice reached the courtyard.

As long as Liang Xiaoxiao shouted, Bi Yue had no way to start, the person who was rubbing his feet was sweating profusely in pain, and the person who was rubbing it also had a lawsuit and sweat beads.

The little sisters were startled and worked for more than an hour, the dark night was cold and quiet, there was snow and wind outside, and the branches in the courtyard made a brushing sound.

Fortunately, there is a home, a place to stay, and a space to do whatever you want, which is good for Bi Yue or Liang Xiaoxiao, for some reason, I feel very satisfied after being slightly drunk.

The room was warm. In the darkness, you can still see the fire in the stove that has not been extinguished.

Bi Yue didn't go back to her room, and lay side by side with Liang Xiaoxiao on the big bed, with several infusion bottles stuffed in the bed, which were filled with hot water to keep them warm.

"Yueyue, I only know a rough idea today, you are not interesting enough! Don't even tell me. ā€

Bi Yue looked at the roof of the shed in the darkness in confusion, pulled the quilt tightly, shrunk the exposed shoulders inside, and whispered:

"Well, what are you doing, I know it will pass sooner or later. Let's talk about who to compare with. I don't like to talk about those bad things, I'm afraid that I'm masculine things, I don't like to babble about it's not easy, that doesn't solve the problem, and Xianglin's sister-in-law mutters and troubles. ā€

Liang Xiaoxiao nodded approvingly: "Yes, sooner or later, it will pass." Look at your uncle like this now, really, it's amazing. Well? Have you noticed? What did he say to Uncle Zhao? ā€

Bi Yue felt that the infusion bottle was too unintelligent, and as soon as her feet were pasted on, or her calves and thighs would be hot, she simply turned over and pounced on Liang Xiaoxiao sideways.

This chick is soft and chubby, and she can dissipate heat better than her skinny monkey:

"Which one?"

"I said that I learned knowledge in prison, and I learned it from the very basics. Anyone who has the ability, he can chat with them for a few words......" Liang Xiaoxiao couldn't take care of Bi Yue's little hands were about to touch her chest, and she forgot about her shyness, and said in surprise:

"Really...... I think, God's will! Don't be angry with me, I don't know if he's in jail or not. ā€

Bi Yue also sighed, and the two girls sighed in a low voice next to each other:

"That's it! You said that with the two dollars I poured on the international train, even if I add the profit of the barbecue restaurant, I estimate that I can buy a small store of 80 square meters now, and the most important thing is that I can't talk too much about it with anyone. Because who made us women!

But my uncle is different, he is really capable! He is the hero who makes me eat and drink well now, and finally forget about how to write jƬ sorrowful words! If there's one thing that worries me right now, it's ......."

"Is it worried about grades from excellent to middle and up, graduation distribution? It's okay, there's still a year and a half, and I'm not worried! ā€

Bi Yue rolled her eyes: "Do you think I look like someone who is worried about that?" Compared to you, you are a standard college student, and all the big things you think about are related to those boring things! ā€

Liang smiled and wanted to say, "What? And that's not a big deal! But Bi Yue didn't give her a chance:

"Don't interrupt. It's also related to learning, but it's not mine, it's my little brother Bi Sheng!

Let me tell you, my eldest brother's kid doesn't look like a skipping student, he was a top student who wanted to be famous in the city, but look at him now...... Forget it, don't mention that player!

My little brother is really smarter than both of us. When we took the college entrance examination, how many years did it take to take the college entrance examination? The quality of teaching is the same throughout the country.

Now you can taste the products again, as soon as the reform and opening up comes, the economic level is quietly changing, and the same is true of the small castle in the school!

Every time I give a lecture to Chu Ci, go to Chu Ci School, look at the learning environment of others, and think about my little brother, I feel anxious!

I'm really afraid that my younger brother's study in that small county town will be delayed. He's a real student. Do you understand it? The big tank in the student days, no one will be guaranteed as soon as the oil is allowed! ā€

Liang Xiaoxiao's eyes widened in astonishment in the dark:

"You're not going to send your little brother to Kyoto to study, are you? As far as your student Chu Ci is concerned, is he in the fourth middle school or the sixth middle school? How dare you think about it?

Bi Yue, uh, no matter how many hits, you can't get in! My uncle can't even get it into it, I read the real yĆ n.

Alas, but then again, I was quite envious back then, you don't know if you don't study in Kyoto, what the fourth and sixth middle schools mean to junior high school and high school students. If my aunt hadn't been so obstructive at the time, maybe ...... Forget it. In short, it's not easy to enter! ā€

Bi Yue's head was drowsy and sleepy, mainly because she was out of energy, and her voice was even wilted:

"That's what I'm talking about! My uncle and I are tied together, plus half of Bicheng and half of Dashan, we can target how much money we make a year, but we can't afford to send that kid to a good school.

Transferring student status, household registration, especially across provinces, that's what a small person like me dares to think!

So I can understand Uncle Zhao's theory of an iron rice bowl one by one, almost the same meaning!

Sometimes, it's not about money, it's power, it's circles, it's connections, it's a very important invisible wealth, and if you have a capable phone call, we people have to ask grandpa to sue grandma for breaking her leg! ā€

Liang smiled twice, and in the soft and glutinous voice, there was approval and a trace of loss:

"Think about it slowly. My grandfather always said, don't walk smoothly, just want to run, that will fall on your heels. Yueyue, take your time, a year ago, do you dare to think about the current days? So it's not impossible. At least you've changed, and you're getting better and better. ā€

Bi Yue finally took a delicate handful, withdrew from her own thoughts, and gently pushed Liang Xiaoxiao's plump little chest with her elbow: "What's wrong with you?" Liang Xiaoxiao tightened the quilt:

"Niu, do you have something on your mind? Tell me about it? ā€

Probably drank a little wine, maybe Bi Yue squatted there in the middle of the night, seriously and carefully rubbing Liang Xiaoxiao's ankles, Liang Xiaoxiao had mixed feelings in her heart.

She closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, and about two minutes after Bi Yue finished asking, the sigh of a girl of two decades sounded in the dark room, and a sigh did not match her age:

"Alas! Have you ever felt that your parents were unreliable at some point? Hehe, I'm afraid there's something wrong with my heart. When I heard the sentence that my father's kindness was greater than the sky, I felt quite ironic. Mother's love is greater than heaven, and father's love is not so great, okay? But it is true that if you have a stepmother, you will have a stepfather. ā€

Subsequently, Bi Yue whispered several times, but Liang Xiaoxiao was silent.

"Your foot is hurt, and your heart is hurt, no wonder it's called the center of your foot." Bi Yue muttered and tilted her head and fell asleep.

Liang Xiaoxiao sighed in her heart, she can die now with a big heart, she should really thank Bi Yue!

The night was really late, and if I didn't sleep, it would be the next day, and the two little girls, head to head, fell asleep with a big quilt.

……

Early the next morning, Bi Yue pushed open the door of the house, full of energy, and shivered by the smoke and snow.

"Do you put on a cotton hat? What a stupid boy, lacking heart! With a trot to the kitchen, with a new schoolbag on his shoulder, Bi Yue kicked Bi Cheng when he passed by Bi Cheng, who was sweeping the yard.

Bi Cheng pursed his lips, his sister is getting more and more annoying now, compared to Xiaorui, who whispers and loves to laugh, his sister is not like a girl, just like that, can she marry in the future......

"Uncle? Have you packed your bags? Can you stuff this in! ā€

Bi Yue is used to it, and in the past two days, their uncle has made breakfast for them.

Bi Tielin is really a model of a good uncle, as long as he is at home, there will be no shortage of ready-made meals for the two college students.

Bi Yue held a cabbage and pork stuffed bun in one hand, and drank millet porridge in the other hand with two large bowls: "Oh, that's for Xiao Sheng, you help me bring it back, I bought it a long time ago, and I forgot to give it to you." ā€

Bi Tielin still wore the black oilcloth apron that Bi Yue wore when he sold fritters around his waist, turned around with a rice spoon in his hand, and looked at the door.

"Let it go. Your classmates didn't get up? ā€

Bi Yue nodded again and again, and kept looking at her watch: "Mm-hmm." I'm not going to hurry. Uncle, if you get off the train, you must go to my aunt's for a night. As far as our mountains are concerned, it is estimated that the Northeast will have to smoke and snow now, and the roads will not be closed? ! ā€

Worried about life, after thinking about it, Bi Yue instructed again:

"By the way, uncle, after nine o'clock, please go to my classmate's house and knock on the door, and she will be able to get up. Let her have breakfast and take medicine, I helped her ask for leave, she has a fever and cold. Then you just throw all the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen, and I'll clean them up when I get home from school.

Ah, uncle, before you go out and get on the train, shout and laugh, she is at home by herself, let her lock the door! ā€

Got a fever? Isn't it a broken foot?

……

Bi Yue said some "nonsense", Bi Tielin only responded with a "um", and did not implement any of them.

In the hour and a half before he got on the train, he cleaned up the living room and kitchen of the courtyard, swept and mopped the floor, and only then left with a large suitcase.

Bi Tielin first put the suitcase at the gate and locked the gate in the courtyard.

Then he observed the courtyard wall up and down for a while, a few meters to run, ignoring the snow on the courtyard wall, his coat was full of hands, he did not take the usual road, climbed over the wall and left the courtyard. So that the chubby girl in the house could sleep a little longer.

Liang Xiaoxiao took two of them, first glanced at the note left by Bi Yue, and then looked at the note with unfamiliar handwriting seriously.

"The porridge is in the casserole, there is freshly boiled water in the kettle, one antipyretic medicine and one pain relief tablet, three times a day, on the kitchen table, the door has been locked, rest assured, Bi Tielin stays."

Liang Xiaoxiao, who was wearing a cotton jacket, drank cabbage and salted pork porridge, and ate simple and refreshing salted and salted cucumber pieces, for a while, there was an indescribable warmth in his heart.

She limped in front of her door and glanced at the locked door several times.

For the first time, she came up with the idea that she would be "someone else's child."

It's better if she's Bi Yue, at least she has an uncle.

……

The plan always does not change quickly, Bi Yue is in a hurry, planning to sneak home directly after school to see how the smile is first, and then go to Brother Dashan, Teacher Li Yongyong actually asked her to go to the office.

Teacher Li said that it was not Secretary Zhang and her uncle who asked the director and the teachers of various subjects to take more care of her, so that today's conversation was made.

It's been suppressed for a long time, and I've wanted to talk to her for a long time!

Teacher Li said that she did not understand where her uncle was a few years ago, and she did not plan to inquire more about her family's family affairs.

Because she always remembers selling fritters and twist flowers, and the money may not be earned yet, she knows that she is a girl who is a teacher and secretly sends two sticks!

said that she studied hard in the past, said that she was dressed at that time, said that she always sat in the first two rows in class, so close, but it seemed that she couldn't hear clearly, and forced herself to memorize it over and over again and study hard.

Teacher Li said a lot, before and after, and finally turned it into a theme, hoping that she can strive to be a good student, and every year's performance is linked to the assignment of graduation internships, so that she can grow her heart......

Bi Yue stood at the end of the corridor of the teacher's building, her face blue for a while, red for a while, and she was ashamed to death.

She first stood in front of the window of the hallway, thinking to herself:

It's a university! She's not a schoolboy! Who is Secretary Zhang? Uncle is really doing this too much, why should she ask the teachers of various subjects to pay attention to her! Also, Teacher Li's damage to her just now is like hurting a primary school student, just like the fight two days ago to find her parents!

How strange is this era?! How can future generations of university teachers be like this! What a drunk!

As she recalled Mr. Li's precepts, minute by minute, Bi Yue also sank down, and she began to introspect outside the window.

She admits that she doesn't have a good attitude towards learning, because the goal is not some bullshit assignment, and she doesn't take it seriously, but she has really changed.

Because she "had" stepped into social work, she no longer took the word teacher as a student, not afraid, and not taking it seriously. Bringing churros to the teacher is just gratitude.

If she doesn't study well, she is also "lustful", thinking that time should not be wasted on the most "useless" study, and the path she set for herself is to mix with her college time, pace faster, faster, and strive to be an explosive household.

Can...... In fact, her thinking did not integrate with the college students in the 80s, and she sat in the last row of classes and mixed up, and she lost people to the original owner.

Bi Yue had an indescribable feeling, a question that she had never seriously thought about, and her face was red at this moment.

Just when Bi Yue was thinking about not being able to mess around, whether to be more motivated, it was useless, and she had to strive to be the first, and when there was no shame in being an active and excellent person, the squad leader He Zhuoer patted her on the shoulder.

Bi Yue turned back suddenly: "What are you doing?" Surprise me! ā€

He Zhuoer was also taken aback by Bi Yue.

Alas, Bi Yue has changed! His attitude towards him is becoming more and more unfriendly, and he is now much less concerned about Bi Yue, although she has become beautiful, but that is not the person he idealizes.

He Zhuoer once thought that they could study hard together, take care of each other's lives, understand their own hardships, and write poems together, read poems, sigh about life, and participate in activities organized by the school together in spring, summer, autumn, winter and spring......

Unfortunately, she is not the girl she imagined.

He Zhuoer pushed his rimless glasses, his tone was normal, and he lacked the enthusiasm and shyness of inviting Bi Yue to participate in the dancing activities before, and had a kind of businesslike and routine attitude:

"In a while, our class and the next class are going to visit the battlefield heroes in the military hospital, do you want to participate? The class guide specially said to let you go. ā€

Why did the class guide deliberately ask him, the squad leader, by name, He Zhuoer didn't know, and he didn't bother to ask. I didn't dare to be interested, and I really didn't like the feeling that Bi Yue was like a different person.

Bi Yue, who was trying to be an activist and study hard, gave He Zhuoer an unexpected answer when she heard the words:

"I'll go! When to leave and now to go? ā€

……

Wang Daniu, the "driver who caused the accident" some time ago, stood in Chu Yifeng's ward with a mouthful of big white teeth and crutches, discussing and having a "coquettish" tone.

"Battalion commander, aren't you happy to see me? I'm alive! The brothers in our camp miss you, don't you want everyone? Check it out! In the past two days, there are college students from major schools to visit and lay flowers, you go to see the excitement, and we are happy together! ā€

Chu Yifeng sat in a wheelchair, pursed his lips, and frowned as he watched Wang Daniu grinding and chirping.

One was standing on crutches, the other was sitting there......

Chu Yifeng didn't go to the battlefield, but the wrapped right leg like a dumpling looked much heavier than Wang Daniu who came back from the battlefield.

The opening is a reprimand: "Where am I going!" ā€

Wang Daniu was poured cold by Chu Yifeng's words.

He remembered the stupid thing he had done, his face turned red, and the eighteen-year-old little soldier instantly became sluggish:

"Let's be lively together, there are a lot of ...... I can't stand up, and I want you to cheer you up. ā€

After speaking, Wang Daniu walked to the bedside with a limp on crutches, touched his pocket, glanced at Chu Yifeng who was silent with his spare eyes, and put the two letters on the bedside table.

The atmosphere in the ward seemed a little depressing for a while.

"It was supposed to be destroyed, but I went down to the battlefield to grind the soft and hard bubbles and take the sheep back with my hands. The battalion commander ...... "Wang Daniu tilted his head:

"I know I'm sorry for you. Well, I think, the only way I can make up for my mistakes is to win the battle, come back and let you see me, and let you think less about me, so that you can be happy. ā€

……

Wang Daniu left for a while, Chu Yifeng slid his wheelchair to the bedside table, he picked up the two letters from his hand, and remained silent for a long time.

It wasn't until his brother-in-law Wang Jian'an came in with a rice jar that he spoke: "Brother-in-law, push me to the first floor." "He's going to take a look, his men.

Bi Yue, the student representative of Beijing Normal University, held a red silk and big red flower, she stood in the ten-room ward of ordinary soldiers, smiling like a flower, and was about to speak, when the innermost corner hospital bed, there was an officer whose head was wrapped like a zongzi and who could not recognize the number called her:

"Bi Yue?"

Belch? Who's that?

―――――――――――――――――― author's message: It's hard to say, I'm so busy that I don't care about the end, guys, I'm sorry, I hope you all Haihan. (To be continued.) )