9-B, Head of Household: Ning Yongye)

After school that afternoon, Ning Yongye was being criticized in the office. The head of the department criticized him like this: "Ning Yongye! I think you're really finished! I think you were born 100 years earlier, and I really feel sorry for you! Your score this time is really not something that ordinary people can test! I saw that there was a '9', and I was happy for you for a long time, but then I couldn't find another number! If your academic performance is not good, and your physical fitness is not good, what kind of work can you do in the future? Well? …… Well, even if you have a poor IQ and physical strength, what about your EQ? I can't ask a fart in three sentences, and I don't make a sound when I see anyone, do you want to do anything in the future with the way you handle interpersonal relationships? Tell me yourself, are you still of some use? You will not be able to be a slave in the future! ”

Ning Yongye's mood was not affected in the slightest, and he said sincerely: "Teacher, you are right, I am indeed very bad. But I'll try to make it right and stop worrying about the teacher. ”

The head of the department was stunned for a few seconds, then sighed again, and then smiled, his tone full of helplessness: "Ning Yongye, Ning Yongye, no matter how bad a person is, there are always his advantages, even if you are not in a thousand ways, after all, you have a good temper and are honest and honest, I can't bear to scold you anymore...... Alright, you go back! I don't dare to expect you to correct the shortcomings, you just need to keep the only good thing around! ”

Ning Yongye was like being amnestied, and hurriedly bowed deeply, in fact, the head of the department was mortal with the naked eye, and he couldn't see that the angle of this bow was a perfect 90 degrees, without the slightest deviation.

Ning Yongye walked out of the door without any frustrated expression, as if nothing could affect his good mood.

As soon as he walked out of the school gate, Ning Yongye was stunned. He saw five or six young men in plaid shirts with dyed hair, smoking cigarettes and staring indifferently at the students who were coming in and out, as if looking for suitable prey. Ning Yongye knew that they were bad students in the neighborhood, and the red-haired young man Zhu Xia, the leader, was in collusion with his peers in the school to extort money from junior students. These people are barbaric and unreasonable, and anyone who dares to disobey them will inevitably be severely beaten. He was also beaten more than once, and his mother was distressed, afraid that her son would be wronged, so she brought him more money every day, so that he would not be at a loss after being unfortunately picked by the "hunter".

Thinking of this, Ning Yongye hurriedly lowered his head and moved sideways, intending to pass the test in confusion, but Zhu Xia's eyes were sharp, and he recognized him at once, and shouted: "Little brother, come here!" ”

Ning Yongye felt sorry for a while, and then kept his signature smiling face and walked over slowly. Zhu Xia hugged Ning Yongye's shoulders very affectionately, and then used the hand holding the cigarette to keep gesturing in front of his eyes: "Little brother, we know each other, don't you remember me?" You gave me 500 yuan last month, and you saved my life. My brother has no money now, so I have to count on your brother to help me. ”

Ning Yongye knew that he still wanted to blackmail, and he couldn't pretend to be stupid, otherwise he would definitely suffer, so he nodded and said quietly: "Okay,...... As long as you don't hit me, I'll give it to you......"

Zhu Xia was stunned, he didn't expect him to be so refreshing, but it was unexpected. Ning Yongye muttered and added: "I'm not afraid of pain, I'm afraid that my mother will see me being beaten...... It's uncomfortable, my mom hurts me very much. ”

Zhu Xia laughed, patted him and said, "Okay, mother's good baby, you know each other so well, how can we embarrass you?" If you are willing to book a 'monthly pass', I promise you, as long as you pay on time every month, whoever dares to bully you in the future will squeak and I will cut him immediately! His family background was good, but the money was not for himself, and the tasks assigned to him from above became more and more onerous, so he could only continue to develop new "protected persons".

Ning Yongye didn't listen, he had been groping around from just now now, but all the pockets had been rummaged, and he still didn't find anything. Only then did he remember that he had temporarily collected 80 yuan for computer training this afternoon, and he had brought 100 yuan, but in addition to paying the class fee, he was forced to "borrow" 10 yuan to the arrogant Banbawang, although he still had 10 yuan on him, but this money had an extremely important purpose and could never be taken out.

He was about to explain, but after all, he was a step too late, and Zhu Xia punched him in the chin, and he was caught off guard and fell to the ground. The little ruffians swarmed up and kicked and kicked him, tossing and turning into dust. It lasted nearly a minute before stopping. Ning Yongye found that the surroundings were quiet, so he tentatively stretched out his hand and touched his head, Zhu Xia kicked him in the cheek again, then grabbed his hair, and said contemptuously: "Tomorrow at noon, I will wait for you here, I know that you are a day student, and your home is nearby." If you dare to lie to me again, you don't have to give me money, I'll give you money, I'll give you funeral expenses, funeral expenses, and settling-in expenses. Do you hear that? Enough white! ”

After the group of little hooligans walked away in a proud manner, the security guard at the school gate walked up to Ning Yongye and said very seriously: "Fights and brawls are not allowed here. ”

Ning Yongye said "oh", stood up, patted the dust on his body, and wiped the ashes on his face, as if someone else was being beaten just now, and left as if nothing happened. Today is Mother's Day, he is going to the flower shop to buy a bouquet of carnations for his mother, although his mother always thinks that it is not worth spending ten yuan to buy a bouquet of flowers, it is better to buy a pound of meat, but this is his own heart. He and his mother only moved from the countryside to Mashan District two months ago, and it is very lucky to say that the Zhiwei community was killed in a black fight because its original owner was killed in a black fight, and the new owners of the community, the four groups, and the government jointly announced that the remaining unsold houses will be used as affordable housing to benefit the majority of low-income people, and Ning Yongye has such an opportunity.

At five o'clock, Ning Yongye carefully took the flowers and rode home happily, and when he was close to the market less than 100 meters away from the Zhiwei community where he lived, he found that there were a large number of spectators there, and there were beatings and scolding in the distance. This had nothing to do with Ning Yongye at all, but he suddenly heard a very familiar voice, and the cry from this voice was enough to make him shudder.

He trembled in his heart and stood on tiptoe to look into the center of the crowd. Really! It was her mother, the corners of her mouth were a little red, and she sat crooked on the ground, intending to help up the bicycle with the faucet next to her. But several times in a row, she failed, and a pink heel kept kicking her shoulders and head violently.

Ning Yongye didn't have time to see who the other party was, he only knew that no one could bully his mother like this, and suddenly a wave of grief and anger surged in his chest, and he immediately pushed aside the crowd, hugged his mother, and turned to look at the abuser angrily.

The owner of the pink high heels is a woman in her thirties, wearing heavy makeup and revealing clothes, she has "flowing" reddish-brown hair, a long water snake waist, and a kind of worldly extreme bewitchment overflowing from top to bottom, and the excessive perfume smell is disgusting. There were also two sturdy young men beside her, both about thirty years old, with a cleanly shaved monk's head and a large golden chain around their necks, one of the taller guys was bare-chested, with a hideous flying eagle tattooed on his chest, and his arms were covered with cigarette scars, staring at Ning Yongye with vicious eyes.

Ning Yongye could see that these three people were not serious goods, most of them were ruffians who were not doing their jobs in discotheques or bars, in order to avoid getting into trouble, he had to say politely: "Please don't beat my mother." ”

"Oh? Is this your mother? What's wrong with me hitting her? She bumped into me! How do you go out without a visual organ? I see that your mother is not young, and she has lived on a dog for so many years? ”

"Don't speak ill of others. I...... I apologize to you on behalf of my mother. ”

"Apologize?" The woman screamed like a crow, and kicked up again, Ning Yongye hurriedly turned his back to protect his mother and blocked this kick, the other party was so unforgiving, which was really unbearable for him. Ning Yongye said coldly: "I said, don't beat my mother!" ”

"Oh, little brother, you're quite steely? Dare to make a stab with me? The tattooed man with the top body ** took a step forward, and Sen Ran said: "You pay me the object's money, I can consider not fighting." ”