95There is a dragon spring on the tip of the tongue, and there is no blood in the murder

Yang Longfei said: "We don't need to talk about this. ”

Wei Gospel smiled reluctantly, but it was more ugly than crying, and said: "There are still some things to say, thank you, since I met you, I always want to trouble you." ”

Yang Longfei hurriedly said: "I volunteered, no one forced me." ”

Wei Gospel smiled and said, "It's so embarrassing every time, why don't you see me when I'm glamorous, my most embarrassed appearance is all seen by you, haha."

Yang Longfei looked at her and said seriously: "I don't think so." ”

Wei Gospel said: "In fact, in this world, the person I admire the most is my father...... I don't admire Qu Yuanyue Fei's big heroes at all, I admire my dad the most...... He came out to work at a young age, and how much hardship he has endured, you can imagine how difficult it is for him to not only raise fish, but also raise cattle, and feed our family alone...... Don't look at my dad who is happy all day long, in fact, he is quite pitiful, my mother always complains that he sends money back to his hometown, but that is his parents, he has to be filial to his parents...... He doesn't raise fish now, he earns less money, my grandfather complained that he married his daughter-in-law and forgot his mother, and didn't send money to the family, my father's brothers are still waiting for him to feed, and my mother blames him for not caring about the family, my father is caught in the middle, the two ends are not people, and the real poor person is him. ”

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A week's time is fleeting, and the Friday that Wei Gospel fears has arrived, as if the end is approaching, and the slightest hint of wind and grass outside the door makes her break out in a cold sweat.

Ren Xuemei stood on the podium with a smile and asked everyone to make a roll, Wei Gospel didn't dare to raise his head, he was about to bury his face in the roll, his right hand holding the pen was about to be unable to hold it, trembling, more torturous than going to the guillotine.

There were still five minutes before the end of class, she dared to look up, through the back door glass, saw that there was no one in the corridor, a little relieved, and prayed in her heart: "God bless, let me pass the eighth grade safely, I won't go to school here next year, please have mercy on me, I'll go home and burn incense and kowtow to you, please don't let the head teacher trouble me."

In the second class, Wei Gospel's heart rose to her throat, she looked down to read a book, and there was a sound of heavy footsteps in the empty corridor, and she couldn't wait to shrink herself to the size of a sesame seed, not attracting anyone's attention, and her palms were cold sweating.

The bell rang, God didn't help, Zhao Huaide walked into the classroom as scheduled, stood on the podium, didn't seem to be in a hurry to class, looked over the crowd, frowned slightly, walked to Wei Gospel's seat with his hand, and didn't wait for him to speak, Wei Gospel stood up tremblingly like a prisoner, feeling Zhao Huaide's death gaze.

"Did you bring the money?"

Wei Gospel lowered his eyelids and whispered, "No."

Zhao Huaide's kindness was also worn away, and he said coldly: "If you don't bring money, go home and get it, the principal said, don't come to school if you don't pay the money."

“……”

Wei Gospel lowered his head, and saw Zhao Huaide's shiny leather shoes from under his eyelids, like a cold weapon, cold and terrifying, the classroom was quiet, everyone was sitting in danger, not daring to make a sound.

"Go home and get the money." Zhao Huaide said softly, but his tone was unquestionable.

Wei Gospel couldn't resist, so he could only do so, without saying a word, bowed his head and walked out of the classroom, leaving behind twenty-seven pairs of shocked eyes, for them, today is an ordinary day that can no longer be ordinary, maybe one day many years later, they will suddenly remember that there was once a classmate who was kicked out of the classroom by the teacher, and it was lightly used as a talking point.

Walking out of the school gate, it has just entered autumn, the weather is slightly cool, the air is dripping with light rain, and the oncoming cold wind shatters Wei Gospel's strength, she didn't cry in the classroom, walking alone on the empty street, suddenly wanted to cry loudly, her hands clenched into fists, and tears couldn't help but burst out of her eyes.

She felt both embarrassed and embarrassed, feeling that there were countless pairs of eyes, staring at her fiercely, she raised her head, let the rain mixed with tears, cross her cheeks, time was pressing, she had to put her hands on the top of her head to make an umbrella, the soles of her feet were windy, and she ran towards home quickly.

Walking down the road, Wei Gospel rubbed his eyes vigorously, rubbed his face with rain indiscriminately, made himself look fine, stood at the door, and took a deep breath.

Hearing the door squeak and be pushed open, Li Yuehua turned around and said in surprise: "Why did you come back at this time and stop class."

Wei Gospel wiped the water droplets from his hair, and was about to cry anxiously, and said, "Mom, you go to school with me, the teacher asked me to pay the borrowing fee, and the teacher said that if I don't pay the borrowing fee again, I won't be allowed to go to school."

Li Yuehua made a difficulty: "You talk to the teacher well, just say that our family has no money now, and we will pay it a few days later, the borrowing fee is getting higher and higher every year, five hundred in the first year, one thousand this year, one thousand for each of the three of you, I have thought about paying the money, and our family will have no money."

"Mom, you're just biased, is our family really out of money, you don't have money, or don't pay it to me, I don't go to school anymore, the teacher makes trouble for me every day, scolds me in front of the whole class, you go and tell the teacher, Mom, you go and tell the teacher, I can't study hard."

Her words touched Li Yuehua's nerves, she unbuttoned the apron around her waist, and while arranging her hair, she said: "I am not partial to any of the four of you, I have thought about the youngest, you should let him be your sister, I gave birth to him, which one of me doesn't hurt."

Wei Gospel's eyes were full of tears, his throat was a little choked, and he prayed: "Mom, you go to school with me, the teacher doesn't believe my words, the principal also said don't come to school if you don't pay the money, now the teachers treat me as a thorn in the eye, never give me a good face, the teacher is happy with everyone, always looks at me viciously, I'm afraid."

Li Yuehua went to school hundreds of times, and each time she was criticized by the teacher and principal for being shameless and skinless, she was more afraid of the school than Wei Gospel.

"Let's go."

Li Yuehua said helplessly, she pushed the bicycle out from under the shed, and said: "I'll go to the school with you and explain to the principal, it's not that we don't give money, it's that the family really has no money, and the money on your father's construction site has not been given until now, every time I go to ask for it, they give a little like squeezing toothpaste, you sit in the back, I will go to the school to find the principal, and let him have a few more days."

After listening to Li Yuehua's words, Wei Gospel finally broke into tears and laughed, and sat quietly on the back seat of the bicycle.

Li Yuehua rode a rickety bike, Wei Fuhai wrapped around her waist from behind to prevent herself from falling, she never had to worry about sitting in Wei Fuhai's car, even on the potholed ground, Wei Fuhai still rode steadily, his back was as reliable as a mountain, which made Wei Fuhai feel inexplicably relieved.

Li Yuehua's driving skills are not good, and when she encounters a big pothole on the road, she usually doesn't have time to turn, the wheel falls into the pit, and Wei Fuxin sits behind and bumps all the way, and the rain runs down her hair, dropping down on her shoulders.

When she came to school, before the second period ended, Wei Gospel walked on Li Yuehua's left hand side, so that her not majestic body blocked her, for fear of being seen by the classmates sitting in the classroom.

The principal's office was at the end of the corridor, and she had to pass by Wei Gospel's classroom, she didn't dare to go back to class rashly, before the matter was resolved, she didn't know if she was still allowed to enter the classroom to listen to the class, bowed her head and waist, and her steps were so light that she couldn't even step on an ant, passing by the door of the classroom, and escaped with lightning.

The fire door at the end of the corridor was open, and a dazzling white light illuminated the corridor like a time and space tunnel, Wei Fuxin shook the water droplets on his hair, and he really felt that he was not as good as a lost dog or a phoenix with lost hair.

She secretly glanced at Li Yuehua, Li Yuehua was not much calmer than her, with deep wrinkles engraved on the corners of her eyes and forehead, as if she had never been young.

Li Yuehua sometimes opens photos of her wearing a military uniform when she was young, telling how beautiful she was when she was a girl, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a high nose bridge, but Wei Gospel never associated the word beautiful with Li Yuehua.

In her memory, she is like this, her skin is dark and rough, as if she is covered with a layer of ash, and she can't wash it off, her face and palms are wrinkled, even if she can't iron it with an iron, she is one meter six tall, and her weight has never exceeded ninety pounds.

Wei Gospel followed behind Li Yuehua, timidly walked to the door of the principal's office, and gently slammed the door, a burly middle-aged man sat behind a wide desk, and the wall behind him hung a sign that read "Heaven rewards hard work", hearing a knock on the door, the middle-aged man looked up carelessly, without any expression on his indifferent face.

"Principal Qin." Li Yuehua took a few humble steps forward and stood outside the solemn desk, a large long table that divided the office in two.

Wei Gospel bowed her head and was silent, standing behind Li Yuehua, she didn't like the principal, let alone felt that he was worthy of respect, if it weren't for the fact that he was currently under his hands and under the control of others, she categorically knew how to be high, and she could clearly distinguish the occasion, people under the roof, she had to bow her head, if she wasn't afraid of being expelled from the school, she wouldn't have anything to do with this sanctimonious hypocrite.

She felt that the principal was high and bureaucratic, and she felt that he was like the image of a traitor in the TV series, so it was difficult for him to be a sanctimonious bureaucrat at home and to his children.

Principal Qin froze, a little surprised, and raised his head and said, "Why are you here?"

The corners of Li Yuehua's mouth tried to squeeze out a smile, and said: "Principal Qin, this child is studying in our school, the family really has no money, the three children's borrowing fees have already been paid two, can you be accommodating, two more days, and when there is money, we will pay it immediately, I have many children, and I can't make up so much money for a while."

"Why do you want so many children if you don't have money!"

didn't wait for Principal Qin to speak.

Suddenly, a sharp voice floated from behind him, Wei Gospel's heart was pounding, Ren Xuemei stepped on ten centimeters of high heels, "oh oh" approached her, Wei Gospel seemed to have seen a ghost, and hid back in fright.