It wasn't until Jiaojiao graduated from junior high school that she went to the same school and passed by the mountain pass, and heard people talk about the bad luck of the family who took her abacus, and the family was ruined, Jiaojiao said in her heart: "Do too many things that hurt nature and reason, retribution!" Deserve! Steal my abacus! ”

In the afternoon, the two classes were self-study classes, the classroom was chaotic, Jiaojiao held her cheeks and watched her classmate Chen Jie make a cloak with plastic film (used for growing vegetables) and draped it on her shoulders and jumped around on the podium.

"Ren Jiaojiao, you are a member of the labor committee, and you are in charge of the good people and good deeds in the class." Classmate Pu Yong pulled Jiaojiao's arm and said angrily: "You say, why did you put the pencils we picked up in your stationery box for your own use." ”

In front of the whole class, Jiaojiao didn't panic: "I didn't." Today, Teacher Wan (the head teacher, Teacher Yang has been transferred) is not there, so I will put it in the stationery box first, and then hand it over to him when he comes tomorrow. ”

"Not yet? You're lying. ”

In this day and age, lying is a heinous sin.

Pu Yong opened Ren Jiaojiao's stationery box and took out a pencil that was about six centimeters long: "I picked it up yesterday, and you didn't hand it over to the teacher." ”

"I forgot!"

"You're a liar! Li Yan told us that you never handed over the pencils we picked up to the teacher, and there is nothing in your good deeds book. ”

Ren Jiaojiao took out the book of good people and good deeds in her schoolbag and opened it to Pu Yong: "You see that I have written the date, who picked up what, and when I wrote it clearly." ”

"We don't believe it." The classmates chrysalis took all the pencils in Ren Jiaojiao's stationery box, including the three brand new ones that had not been sharpened.

Ren Jiaojiao didn't cry, she couldn't explain who she blamed, and she was betrayed by Li Yan, who she recognized as a good friend.

It was Li Yan who said that the pencils picked up by her classmates could be kept for herself.

But I didn't use it at all, I gave it to Mr. Wan and let the classmates who lost their pencils take it away.

Those pencils that I picked up, I can't catch them, what are I doing with them?

Jiaojiao was aggrieved, but the classmates didn't believe Jiaojiao when there were witnesses, and looked at her as if she lied and they didn't care about it.

Jiaojiao was squeamish, and when she picked up her schoolbag, she found that Pu Yong had cut her new schoolbag, Jiaojiao went home, and she didn't tell Huang when she went home, and made up a reason.

Huang didn't seem to notice his daughter's early return either, as Huang was crying and his younger brother was playing in the yard.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"Your mother-in-law has followed your father-in-law all her life, and her life is hard, and she doesn't even have a place when she is old."

Jiaojiao remembered that since her father-in-law's death, she hadn't been to her father-in-law's house for three years.

After the death of the father-in-law, the mother-in-law followed the little uncle and the seven sons to Jiangsu, and wanted to settle in a village in Jiangsu.

What's a good idea?

I lived in someone else's cattle pen for a year, and my mother-in-law was at odds with my aunt, and my aunt told my mother-in-law to get out, and my mother-in-law went back to Sichuan with tears, and it was not suitable to go to my uncle's house to live permanently.

The uncle is a son-in-law.

The eldest son married in Fujia Town, and the eldest aunt went to the countryside to collect rags, and he was the best economic condition among several brothers and sisters.

Huang discussed with the eldest sister that the mother-in-law lived in the eldest uncle's house, and the two daughters' families took turns to live for two months, and then the eldest aunt drove the mother-in-law out, and the mother-in-law took turns to live in the two daughters' houses for half a year.