113, poor, bullied
"Follow me back to Qingcheng." Tang Jinteng said, and finally figured out the purpose of his trip.
Yes, this master came to pick her up, but my aunt didn't appreciate it.
"But...... I still have things to do, I won't go back to Qingcheng so early, I'm gone, what should my mother do? What Xin Yi said was Aunt Lu's money, but Tang Jinteng only regarded her as a prevarication.
Rubbing the top of her head, he asked, "Have you thought about it?" ”
This master, even if he thinks about it in his heart, he won't persuade him more. When you are not strong enough, you are willing to follow her.
Xin Yi nodded, Tang Jinteng was silent for a moment, sat up, and got out of bed naked.
Xin Yi lay on the bed, looking at his sturdy back with a red face, and at this moment her brain was congested, she suddenly pressed her face on the mat, biting her lip, okay, she just thought about it, it was true, the fierce battle between the two was too shocking, and she couldn't pretend that nothing had happened.
Tang Jinteng quickly dressed up with his clothes, then stood beside the bed and said in a low voice:
"I'm gone, what do you have to say?"
What do you want her to say?
Xin Yi turned her head to look at him, shook her head slightly, and said, "No...... That one...... Forget it, no. ”
Xin Yi wanted to make sure that the liquidation between them was over, and there would be no relationship in the future. But think about it, he had guessed her so much before, if she asked like this, would he think that she didn't want to leave him? Want to pester him?
So, forget it.
Tang Jinteng paused slightly, but he didn't make a sound, beckoned to her, and asked her to lean closer to the bed.
Xin Yi covered her chest and moved out, Tang Jinteng leaned over, clasped her chin and her thin lips grinded on her mouth for a while, then got up and said:
"Call if there's something." The words fell and left.
Xin Yi thought that she would never sell herself again in the future, she had to love herself well and no longer make her mother sad.
After getting dressed, the roots of my legs were so sore that I couldn't do it, so I couldn't help but get up, dragged the mat out, washed it with water repeatedly, and threw myself in the hall after making sure that it was tasteless.
After tinkering, he took out the things that Lu Zeng brought back yesterday from the water tank, picked up the ones that didn't change the taste and ate them, and thought that he could make do with a meal tonight.
Xin Yi went to her mother's grave, on the bluestone slab in front of the tombstone, cushioned with an A4 paper, and sat for a day. I put my head into the painting, and the lines are smoother than ever. Psychologically, I thought it was my mother blessing her.
Their copying homework was completed one after another, and then they took away the copied materials and sketched them all. The scenes in front of her mother's grave are taken from all angles, and the pictures from all angles fall on her drawing paper, with smooth lines and a strong sense of picture.
"It's not good ...... this," Xin Yi drew about a dozen or so pictures and flipped through them by herself, "Mom, I'll accompany you." ”
And then add myself too.,Anyway, she has a little figure in every picture.,The proportions are well distributed.,The details are appropriate.,The main and secondary are clear.,Although it can't be described as an exaggerated statement with a soul.,But,Compared to blindly imitating in school.,Blindly burying your head in painting,There is indeed progress.。
There is definitely a difference between what you do with your heart and what you don't.
It was dark, and Xin Yi didn't dare to stay on the mountain, although it was her mother, but she was still quite afraid of a person on the mountain. I ran down the hill with my clip in my hand, and slowed down when I reached the town path.
Squatting down, the root of the leg hurts--
Xin Yi went back, and when she entered the door, the water in the ditch in front of the door stinked, and Xin Yi was a little dumbfounded.
This canal flows through the town, and everyone depends on the water in this canal. Their downstream people wash everything in the afternoon and evening, because during the day, other people's homes need water, and at night the dirty water flows out, which does not affect the water of other households.
But right now, in the canal in front of her house, someone is pouring dung.
Xin Yi walked up along the canal, and was really poured pig dung, not someone else's house, but just a little out of Aunt Lu's house.
There is still a family between Xin Yi's family and Aunt Lu's family, but that family rarely comes back after entering the city, so it does not affect them, but directly makes Xin Yi have no water.
"Aunt Lu, your family pours dung into the water, how can others use water?" Xin Yi stood outside Aunt Lu's door and said loudly.
Aunt Lu was cooking in the house, and when she heard Xin Yi's voice outside, she collapsed her face and sprayed: "Little hoof, I can't clean you up!" ”
He threw the shovel and walked out, and said loudly: "You know that the dung was poured by my family?" Which eye did you see? Even if my family fell, I fell in Lao Wang's house, what kind of funeral did you come to call? Xin Yi, don't say that people bully you as a child, no matter how young you are, you have to be reasonable, right? ”
Xin Yi was so angry that her face turned pale, and she pointed to the front of their house and said:
"But Uncle Wang's house is next to my house, how do you let me use water?"
"Why are you still asking me about water? Am I your dad or your mom? You are an out-and-out white-eyed wolf, what did you do to me after I helped your family run before and after? It's okay to leave quickly, I can't sleep at night when I see you. "Aunt Lu undoubtedly hates Xin Yi so much.
Aunt Lu came out of the house, looked at it, turned around and went in again.
Xin Yi is still a half-old child, with no father and no mother, which is pitiful. But no matter how pitiful you are, you can't hurt your aunt like this, right? Pulling the town leaders to make such a fuss this morning, do you still let your aunt live?
Xin Yi's temper is really true, she really didn't plan to leave a way back for herself. I am afraid that Aunt Lu will repay the account, so I think that the more people know, the better, so that Aunt Lu will not be able to repay the account.
But where could she have thought that if she did this, what would others say about you behind your back? Poisonous woman, her mother's funeral Aunt Lu helped run back and forth, and those with long eyes saw it. But it's good, as soon as you're done, you cross the river and tear down the bridge, you're really capable.
"You're too much, Aunt Lu!" Xin Yi pulled her little face and said that she was really a tiger, not afraid at all.
Aunt Lu ignored her, turned around and went into the house, and released the old yellow dog.
Xin Yi looked at it, "Ahh was so frightened that his face was bloodless, his buttocks were tight, and he was so panicked that he was running left and right, and he ran wildly without dying.
"Ahh
Xin Yi directly jumped over the one-meter-wide canal, climbed into her house, closed the door with a "bang", gasped for breath, her nerves were stretched to an extreme, and there was nothing left in her head, which scared her to death.
She had been bitten by the old yellow dog before, and she had a shadow. She remembered that she still went to the county seat to get the rabies vaccine, and there are still unerased scars on her calves.