Chapter VII

Soon the afternoon was over, Shan Yun went back to look at her phone after eating, and found that it was a call from her mother, so she replied casually and briefly said a few words to her.

At the end of her life, her mother called her name and said, "Dream, study hard, do you know?" The past is gone, you're still young, you know? ”

Shan Yun hung her head, others couldn't see her expression, only heard her say lightly: "Mom, I know, don't worry."

The other side seemed to be relieved, hung up the phone, Shan Yun still maintained that posture and remained motionless, Wang Ting looked at her and shouted, "Shan Yun? It's almost time to go to the evening self-study. ”

"Oh, here we are."

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When I read early on Friday, Shan Yun felt that the students were a little excited, and they were very excited to read, and even under the leadership of the class representative, everyone read the ancient poems aloud and read the textbook one by one.

The students in the next class heard the sound of reading, and also joined the recitation team, trying to suppress the voice of their class, and the students here felt the "provocation" of the next class, and immediately increased their voices in an orderly manner, and for a time the whole class was particularly harmonious, Shan Yun looked at the class leader, and felt that he was not reading, but roaring.

Outside the window, Yuan Qin, who pretended to pass by the class by chance, pointed with a little pride to the teacher next to him, "Look at this group of hairy children, what's the matter." ”

The fellow teacher also smiled politely: "Oh, how harmonious your class is, can you be content, look at the group of monkeys in our class who have been shouting all day long." ”

Yuan Qin is very useful in this polite remark.

After class, Shan Yun and Liang Qiu went to the toilet together, and lay on the railing, "Wow, it's finally Friday, Shan Yun, do you have anything to do on the weekend?" Liang Qiu turned his head to look at Shan Yun.

"I'm going back to my hometown this weekend to get something." Single rhyme.

"Oh, well, this weekend seems to be Zan Jianing's birthday,"

"Saturday?" Shan Yun didn't wonder what day it was, but just asked naturally.

"Sunday, alas, I didn't even think about what to send~" Liang Qiu was a little depressed.

Shan Yun didn't answer either.

Classes are closed on weekends in the second year of high school, unless individual teachers occasionally take time to give them exams.

Early on Saturday morning, Shan Yun went to the station with his schoolbag on his back, and the cars lined up on the narrow road for a long time, while the battery cars were rushing around, unceremoniously jumping left and right, and Shan Yun tried to walk as far as possible from the inside, away from the chaotic vehicles.

Said to be a station, but simply put a wooden board around a wall, squatting on the wall of a group of uncles and aunts selling vegetables, on the other side of the street are some small vendors, the door is bright and exudes an attractive aroma of mille-feuille, the vendors enthusiastically shouted at the single rhyme.

She just shook her head, and the vendor didn't care, and then began to enthusiastically sell to the people behind her.

Walking to the car back to Huangjia Village, Shan Yun'an sat there quietly, she came a little early, the driver didn't leave the car when he saw that there were not many people, she looked at the bustling passers-by outside through the leaky window in the car, shouting, honking, and the sound of the car wheeling were mixed together.

She was a little depressed because she was going home, she thought.

Originally, the 20-person vehicle was like dumplings, and more than 30 people were forced into it, and finally ---- to start, and an hour had passed.

It was already half past eleven when she got home, she looked around at the too quiet room, her mother was not there, she gently opened the door of the inner room, and the disgusting smell of alcohol emanated from the room made Shan Yun frown, she put down her backpack and carefully went around the foot of the bed to open the window for ventilation.

When I walked out of the room, I stepped on a hard object with my foot and almost slipped and fell, but my palm was propped up to the wall in front of me so that I didn't fall, and I looked down and saw that it was a flashlight, but at this time only the shell was left, and the inner tank and battery were scattered not far away.

There was a long slip mark on the concrete floor, and she was a little worried about her mother, afraid that they would fight again, and only her mother would suffer so badly.

She squatted down to pick up the debris on the ground, and cleaned it without making any sound, she didn't dare to wake up her father who was snoring on the bed, she was afraid that he would get angry, and she was afraid that he would hit herself.

When she cleaned up and went to wash her hands, Shan Yun felt a little tingling in her fingers, and when she raised her finger under her indifferent gaze, a small bead of blood came out of the tip of her thumb.

As she stood still, her mind suddenly became clear, and she remembered that occasionally these things did not fall on the ground, but on her, sometimes on the bench, sometimes on the dishes......

She sat quietly on the stone bench at the back of the house, holding her gills in her hands and staring at the sultry sky outside the house in a daze, thinking that it might rain tomorrow.

The neighbor passed by and saw a thin girl sitting under the high eaves, and her figure looked particularly thin against the house behind her.

She shook her head and sighed, really distressed for this girl.

Shan Yun's parents did not go out to work, but chose to live a drunken life in the countryside by sticking to a few acres of land, his father was short-tempered, and his mother was cowardly.

The father basically said the big and small things in the family, and the father didn't want to go out to work, so they didn't dare to say anything.

My father loves to drink, even if he doesn't go out to eat, he can get drunk at home, and every time he gets drunk and fights with others outside, he goes crazy when he comes home, beats and scolds his mother and Shan Yun, and more than once touches something and picks it up and smashes it at her.

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Shan Yun's mind was thinking about Zan Jianing's birthday tomorrow, would she want to give a gift?

But she is not as familiar with them as Liang Qiu, and maybe people haven't thought of letting her go, so she won't be entangled in thinking about Shan Yun like this.

Suddenly, there was a movement of turning over in the house, Shan Yun immediately sat up straight, his body tensed, and listened carefully to the sound coming from the inner room, and after waiting for a while, there was no movement in the room, and Shan Yun slowly relaxed, in fact, he was still very afraid of him in his heart.

Her so-called father.

stayed at home for one night, and early the next morning, Shan Yun got into the car accompanied by her mother.

The sky was still a little gray in the early morning, and it felt like it would be pouring rain in a while, and when she was leaving, her mother looked at her without saying anything, and Shan Yun knew that her mother was worried about her, so she said: "Mom, I will pay attention, and you should also pay attention to your body at home." Mom nodded reluctantly.

Looking at his mother, who was not very old but had gray temples, Shan Yun could only sigh silently.

When the car drove into Nanyang City near noon, Shan Yun's mobile phone suddenly vibrate, and he picked it up and looked at Liang Qiu's information.

[Shan Yun, are you going to Zan Jianing's birthday dinner tonight? ] ] The single rhyme replied quickly,

[I don't know him well, and it's a little embarrassing to go, so let's go later] and quickly reply over there,

[Okay, when are you coming back?] 】

[Soon,]

[Wait for you to come back and go to dinner together]

【Good】