Finally, after school in the afternoon, Lin Yibei was the first to buckle his hat and leave the classroom, one step faster than the teacher.

In the face of the demon king, the teacher should only turn a blind eye.

Lin Yibei was bored for a day, he walked out of the school gate, turned to the photographer and said, "Take me to the commissary." ”

The photographer thought that the young master was hungry and looking for something to eat, so he immediately turned off the camera and told him that he would walk twenty meters from the intersection in front of him.

Who knew that just a few steps later, a small figure "scurried" from behind to the front.

Go straight to the intersection ahead.

A boy with a cut head, dark skin, and half a head shorter than Lin Yibei held a lunch box in his hand and handed it to the "little figure".

Ooh! Lin Yibei, who was originally stuffy, suddenly got better.

This good student is still busy with this!

The two were talking over there, and Lin Yibeilou passed by, holding a cigarette that he had "snatched" from the photographer's pocket in his mouth, and he didn't light it.

"Yo, there's someone else delivering food? It's okay, little girl! ”

He's a quiet person, and he doesn't know what's going on now, and he wants to tease this girl.

Nan Chu ignored him, said something to the boy who brought the meal, and turned around and walked towards school.

"Hey, there's no class at night, what is she going to do?" Lin Yibei asked the boy who delivered the meal.

The boy looked at him, turned away without saying anything.

On the muddy path, Lin Yibei took out a lighter from his pocket and lit the unlit cigarette in his mouth.

On the other side was the mountain, the playful expression on his face was constricted a little, and the corners of his mouth were pressed down a little, becoming the same as when he came, serious and cold.

Before he arrived at the commissary, the mayor hurried to his house and said that he had taken him to his house for dinner, and that the mayor's wife had already cooked the meal.

Lin Yibei didn't pay attention, bought a pack of cigarettes and stuffed them in his pocket, and then turned around and said "go" to the mayor.

Although the mayor of the town is an elder, he didn't say much, saying that he didn't smoke and was not prepared.

Lin Yibei sneered: "Don't break my life!" ”

After a while, I have arrived at the mayor's house, which is a small courtyard with a simple house, two or three floors.

The mayor's house is a three-story building, and next door is a two-story house.

Lin Yibei did not live in his daughter's bedroom according to the mayor's arrangement, but chose a small bedroom with a balcony and a view of the outside.

There weren't many things in the suitcase, Lin Yibei was too lazy to pack up, took a shower, brushed his shoes, and lay down on the bed, suffering from insomnia.

I slept for a day during the day, and now the cicadas are chirping outside, which is really not as happy as my own home.

The bed was also narrow, and the planks underneath were still hard, and there was a creaking sound when it moved.

What's even worse is that I don't know where I suddenly heard the sound of quarreling and smashing things, shouting in a mess, and I couldn't hear what I was yelling at all.

Lin Yibei dug out his ears, endured it for half a minute, and finally recognized it, spit out dirty words, turned over and got out of bed, grabbed cigarettes and lighters and ran to the balcony.

He has no addiction to smoking, not even a habit of smoking.

But I don't know from which day, in order to fight against the old man, he deliberately made himself full of smoke.

Perhaps, the formal rebellion can stimulate the old man even more.

Lin Yibei raised one shoulder, and the forearm of the other arm rested diagonally on the balcony railing.

The countryside is quite quiet.

If......

If there were no quarrels that intensified downstairs!

I couldn't hear it well in the bedroom just now, only the noise and the sound of smashing things.

At this time, the noisy content poured into Lin Yibei's ears, but it was much clearer.

"Dog X, she wasn't born to me, and she is not related to me, why can't I touch it!" The man's voice was rough and loud, and it was almost unbearable.