Chen Yunhui hugged the leg and wrist of the man who came over, and rubbed her leg with a nosebleed, "Brother Zhou...... Brother Zhou, help, Su Yu...... Su Yu, she's going to kill someone......"

Su Yu, the devil, she felt that her nose was crooked, and maybe her bones were cracked.

Zhou Tinghong was about to go to the Zimu River to repair the embankment, a few days ago, the heavy rain washed away, the embankment was destroyed, the village chief called more than a dozen people to repair and reinforce, add fences, so that no one from falling.

Passing by the entrance of the village, I heard someone crying and looked for him, but before I could figure out what was going on, I was hugged by the person who pounced on me.

"Brother Zhou...... Help me...... Woo woo woo ...... "Chen Yunhui was timid, even crying and shouting, with blood on her face, it was called dirty.

Zhou Tinghong couldn't hear the woman crying, and when he heard the familiar name, his eyebrows jumped, and he helped the person up, "What's the matter?" You make it clear. ”

Su Yu's name, he has been afraid of it in the past few years.

Every time something happens, she is involved with her, and the ghost is not gone. As soon as I mentioned that name, I felt extremely resistant and uncomfortable.

"Brother Zhou, you quickly call the shots for us, Su Yu...... Su Yu, she is simply inhuman, too vicious. ”

Chen Yunhui was the villain to sue first: "Didn't she push Sister Chunlan into the river a few days ago?" When we met her today, we kindly said a few words to her and asked her to change her ways. ”

As a result, not only did she not listen, she refused to admit it, but she also cursed people, even if she scolded people, she still did it."

"She knocked Qiao'er unconscious with a glass bottle, broke my nose, and injured Sister Chunlan......"

Chen Yunhui was afraid that he wouldn't believe it, so she exposed her nose, and the blood was all on her lips, and the saliva and tears were sticky and ...... Disgusting.

Su Yu dared to do such a thing, if this is the case, it is absolutely unforgivable, Zhou Tinghong frowned and looked at it, "What about them?" ”

"It's right there......" Chen Yunhui sobbed as she moved aside and raised her finger to show him.

Qin Qiao'er who fainted was lying on the ground, and next to him was Feng Chunlan, who was wearing a cloak and holding her knees trembling, how could there be any Su Yu.

"Chunlan?"

Zhou Tinghong walked over, squatted down and called her, Feng Chunlan trembled, her pupils suddenly dilated, "Ah...... Ghost, ghost, ......"

She hurriedly hugged her head, "Don't kill me...... Don't kill me...... I was wrong......"

"Chunlan, it's me." Zhou Tinghong took her hand away and let her see her face clearly.

"No......" Feng Chunlan was forced to look up to see who it was, so she broke down and hugged his neck, buried her head in his arms and cried, "Brother Zhou...... It scared the hell out of me...... It's horrible......"

Zhou Tinghong was hugged by the neck, and his face froze.

Feng Chunlan often reads with him, and when she has time, she will go to school with him to teach the children in the village to read and write.

Feng Chunlan's heart for him, he can feel it more or less.

In his eyes, although Feng Chunlan's brain is not very flexible in studying, and even wooden, sometimes she doesn't know how to pretend to understand.

But she is so enthusiastic about learning, full of love, and can be regarded as one of the few female intellectuals with connotation in Xiayang Village.

More than anyone else, she could understand some of what he said, and she could discuss it with him.

His wish in this life is to be admitted to the provincial city to study, to see the world, to have a future in the future, everything will be available, and he can help more people.

Therefore, people like Feng Chunlan who love to learn and are as self-motivated as him are very appreciated and encouraged by him.

He also has a good impression of Feng Chunlan in his heart.

Now that she was being hugged by someone, Wen Xiang Nephrite, her thoughts were a little trance-like, and she could only pat her on the back, "Chunlan, don't cry." Tell me, what the hell just happened? ”

After waiting for a while, Feng Chunlan scooped up the leg of her trousers, and her knee was swollen a lot, and there were a few fine glass slags on it, which were blue and red.