Song Hong looked distressed, and when he saw that the other two were also looking at him with a suspicious gaze, he scratched his ears and cheeks and explained, as if he wanted to take out his heart and give it to them.

In the same house, he naturally couldn't admit those things, and he didn't want to stiffen the relationship between them, otherwise it would be uncomfortable to be isolated and ostracized.

But at this time, he was ostracized and isolated.

I saw Jiang Boyuan come over, looked at his hypocritical face and snorted: "Don't pretend, I know you don't want to see your cousin stronger than you and better than you." You are jealous and unwilling, so you sued Brother Hu. ”

His mind was broken by a word, even if Song Hong had a strong heart, he was stunned at this time, and he had nothing to refute for a while.

Jiang Boyuan continued to laugh: "Your acting just now was very good, I laughed at it." But that's all you can use, and I'm tired of seeing it. ”

He waved his hand to the other two, "Go to the teaching house, and I'll invite everyone to the cafeteria for a stir-fry in the evening." ”

"Brother Boyuan, are you serious?"

Zhang Shou immediately stood up and gathered around Jiang Boyuan with an excited face.

It's the end of the month, everyone is deflated, and I haven't seen a meat star for a long time, let alone a small fry, and my saliva is overflowing as I talk.

"It's true, naturally, when did I tell a lie."

A few people laughed and went out, not paying attention to Song Hong who had been frozen there at all.

The house was empty, and Song Hong sat on the bed a little decadently, wondering who had betrayed him to Hu Ke.

He sat at the back door of the church house, and a few people saw him leave early.

He went through the heads of those people one by one, and indignation suddenly welled up in his eyes.

"Zhang Shou, it's you!"

Unexpectedly, the evil wolf was by his side.

Song Hong stood up suddenly, picked up the things on Zhang Shou's bed next door and was about to throw them on the ground, but soon the person stopped again.

Is he going to tell him about it? No, that would be admitting that he is an informant in disguise.

At that time, not only Jiang Boyuan, but also those who liked to bet would be dissatisfied with themselves.

"You can't do that."

Song Hong put down the things gently, originally he wanted to make a name for himself here, but now he found that it was getting more and more difficult, these people were different from those simple and brainless children in the private school, they all had their own opinions and opinions.

He can't move forward now, and he can't go back, and he doesn't know what to do for a while.

At this time, the door of the house was pushed open, Su Yong stretched out half of his head, and saw that Song Hong was the only one inside, entered with a smile, and gently latched the door.

"Brother Song, I heard that Hu Ke came to you?"

Su Yong sat on a small stool by the door and asked the man who was rubbing his head with his hands.

"Now that you know everything, are you still asking me?"

Song Hong glanced at him angrily.

Su Yong pouted and sighed: "You said you, why are you so careless?" Recently, I have seen that Brother Jiang has always pestered Song Tian, and the two of them have approached, you must not feel comfortable living here. ”

It's really that pot doesn't open the pot, Song Hong snorted, "Don't talk about me, no matter what happens in the end, I have done it, and it has been done, just ask you how the arrangement is over there?" Don't let people down, no one will have a good time. ”

It seems that these two people still have some deals in private, Su Yong frowned, feeling that Song Hong didn't believe him.

"Brother Song, you can rest assured of this, I'm about to close the net here, so I'll wait to see him pack up his things and get out." But you, if you can't stay here, tell Saifu about moving to the back room, where my two good brothers are there, how about being more comfortable. ”

The last room has a poor environment, no ventilation, who wants to move to that kind of place.

And the two people he said in his mouth were poorly educated and had a bad reputation, and mixing with those guys was simply self-destructive.

Song Hong gave him a blank look, "By the way, are you sure that my second uncle is not here and will not come back until next month?" ”

Song Hong is more concerned about this, as long as Song Tian leaves, he feels that his life will be better, just like before, that person didn't come to the school to study, and he didn't mess around.

"I've asked someone about it, why don't you believe it?" Su Yong was a little impatient, "You're so afraid of him?" ”

"It's not that I'm afraid, just in case, that person is not a fool, how can he be so easy to fool."

Song Ercai has been a shopkeeper outside for so many years, and he has a reputation and popularity in Hekou Town, Song Hong must be afraid that he will be found out if he is framed when the time comes......

He turned his head to look at Su Yong, and this person was finished.

*****

At the end of the month, the school began to have a holiday after the exam.

The monthly rest starts from the morning after the exam, except for half a day in the afternoon, and then there are two days off, and the library will open on the first day of next month.

Song Hong packed up her books and returned to the number house after the exam, it was empty, and Jiang Boyuan and the others seemed to have left.

Since Hu Ke came to the door a few days ago, Jiang Boyuan has completely ignored him, and although the other two are not turning a blind eye, they obviously don't treat him as the same thing.

Song Hong also did this kind of thing when he was in a private school, taking others to isolate his classmates, at that time he only felt that the person was pitiful and pathetic, and he felt happy when he saw his depressed appearance.

Now that feeling was restored to himself, he inexplicably thought of the word retribution.

Song Hong packed his clothes and was about to leave, he went out of the gate of the school, and was about to go to the town to find a car to go back, when a six or seven-year-old boy ran over and shouted: "Song Xuexue, your classmate and friend owe money for wine in my tavern, and now he is detained, let you save him." ”

This little boy Song Hong knows, it is the son of the shopkeeper of the tavern who often invites Zhang Shou and them to drink.

People are right, Song Hong thought that she might be able to ease everyone's relationship by doing her a favor in the past, so she followed the little boy to the tavern.

It's the end of the month, in fact, Song Hong doesn't have any money, he just went over to see if he could help if he could say a few words.

One big and one small walked halfway, and for some reason the little boy suddenly ran away.

Song Hong frowned, and was about to continue walking, only to feel something cover from the top of his head, his eyes were dark, there was a slight sound of wind in his ears, and a stick with the thickness of a small arm was waved down, only to feel dizzy, and his eyes were full of golden flowers.

The stick hit him on the head, Song Hong had no power to fight back, and in a trance, he only felt that he had been taken away, thrown into the hard mud, punched and kicked, and the book basket was also trampled on, and there was a piercing crackling sound.

Song Hong didn't know where she was, she couldn't make a sound when she wanted to shout, she couldn't help if she wanted to escape, and finally fainted directly.

After a long time, when he woke up from his coma, he felt as if someone had inserted a nail in the back of his head, and the pain made him sweat coldly.

Song Hong struggled to tear off the sack on his head, reached out and touched the back of his head, the blood did not come out, but he found that there was a bulge the size of half a fist.

It seems that the man did not kill him, or he did not have enough strength, so he could only hurt this kind of bearing.

Of course, the injury to the back of his head was not the only one, and he now felt that there was no pain in his whole body, and his face was even more ugly.