From that day on, Huang Sanruo's hatred for her was still as obvious as usual.

But the difference is that whenever his hatred is so solemn that he must be released, he only shows an inexplicable sneer at her, instead of approaching her to provoke her.

But Hanzhang doesn't have the heart to care about him anymore!

Now she is powerless, even if she wants to use cold methods on that child!

I don't know what time it is October!

Hanzhang felt that her body was so cold that her bones were clean, and she stood on the spiritual passage wrapped in a thick cotton robe, hoping that Zhang Yi would be able to arrive.

After returning from May, she and Zhang Yi formed an indescribable friendship.

In recent months, Zhang Yi has also come to see her from time to time, or to say a few boring words to her, or to bring her something interesting.

In fact, Zhang Yi came here two days ago, and after saying hello to her, he went crazy elsewhere!

But that day, she was reluctant to hand over the jade.

Today, she felt that she couldn't afford to wait!

Without the suppression of effective drugs, the death machine in her body has fully exploded, and the last layer of vitality is almost annihilated!

Her time may be in these two days!

On this day, before the sun fell, Hanzhang didn't wait for Zhang Yi!

She was pacing her small steps towards the dormitory in disappointment when there was a murmuring sound around her.

I saw some students walking past her, or pointing at her, or talking in secret, but the aura exuded from her body was as relaxed as if the shackles had been removed.

I don't know why, but after a while, I know why.

As soon as she reached the door of the dormitory, she saw the deacon standing outside the door.

As soon as the managing deacon saw her, he said urgently:

"Ouch, piece of waste, where have you gone? I've been looking for you for a long time! Hurry up, pack up your things, and set off with the hearse immediately! What are you still standing? Open the door quickly, you don't know you're going to work?"

Appointment?

As soon as Hanzhang's question arose in his mind, he was pulled forward by the managing deacon and urged to open the door.

After the door opened, she was even more chaotic in the dormitory, looking at the grass bark in the dormitory with disgust, and urged:

"Hurry up, load it up, load it and pull it away!"

The situation is stronger than the man.

Hanzhang took out the spirit cardboard box slowly with his vain body, and before he could open it, the managing deacon over there couldn't wait to drag it over, and after his eyes flashed when he fixed on the spirit cardboard, his hand moved, sweeping everything in the room like a wind and clouds.

Then, she scooped Hanzhang's body out, and controlled the spirit carton to fly out of the dormitory building.

Hanzhang was dizzy for a while, a suffocating sensation of life suffocation filled the senses, and just as she felt that her life was about to die, her body stopped moving and was stuffed into the space of a hearse.

After some tossing, Hanzhang was so weak that he could only cling to his seat weakly to condense his drowsy consciousness.

I don't know how long it took, the situation finally eased somewhat, she struggled to open her eyes, her eyes were misty and looked out of the window, but she woke up instantly!

On a hillside, a few herbs that haunted her were slowly receding.

A strong desire suddenly rose in her heart, and she unconsciously raised one hand and grabbed it in that direction, but was blocked by the transparent partition on the window.

Just when a wave of frustration was about to rise at the speed of the wildfire, the hearse had stopped.

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In the autumn of October, night has fallen!

Han Zhang drank the medicinal juice in the bowl in one gulp, and a heat quickly spread throughout his body.

She felt the heat in her body, as if she saw life steaming.

She struggled to support her body and put the bowl down, and her body fell weakly to the chair next to her.

But in this powerless situation, her chest was full of emotion.

It didn't go against her expectations, but in a quarter of an hour, her weak body gave birth to some strength!

She shook her hand gently, feeling the rising feeling of strength in her fingers, and an incomparable emotion rose in her heart.

In her mind, a sentence hung out like a bright moon - the power of heaven is the most godly, what is the benefit of human wisdom?

If anyone told her that "God's arrangement is the most godly, and no matter how much people calculate, it is useless", she must have scoffed and laughed off her big teeth!

As a human being, if you don't plan for yourself, who will?

Others?

Heaven?

Isn't it funny?

But after this incident, her heart was lingering.

In the past few days, she has been doubting the way she dealt with Huang Sanruo because of the words "be a good person and do good deeds".

Her gentle and kind way of coping did not exchange for the gratitude and resignation of the remote boy, but in exchange for the other party's stronger resentment and more unscrupulous provocation.

Although she is deeply fascinated by the world of human civilization in jade, she has always been mindful of the ideas in it.

But I didn't want to, things would turn so magically!

Previously, the deacon had clearly revealed that an older student would be selected for the position.

This arrangement was originally the most common sense and the most beyond.

But in the blink of an eye, this quota fell to himself who was only "eight years old".

Looking back on the signs of the past, this incident is obviously related to Huang Sanruo, or even more to the deacon of the dean.

For some reason, the dean deacon helped Huang Sanruo kick his deeply resentful self to this Jinyang Rong Nursing Home, which everyone regarded as hell.

But this place has become a rare opportunity for his life.

Hanzhang didn't know why the dean deacon did this, but he guessed the psychology of her daring to use public weapons privately.

As a public waste body that can bring benefits to the small miscellaneous courtyard, the most critical interest point is to accept the first time to collect wind.

After the first collection, the public's curiosity about her was satisfied, and naturally it would not be so.

Even if there are still people among them, it will not be able to attract a wide range of people because of the small number of people.

Yes, the wind collector will only come to her when he comes to collect the wind for the first time.

And in the future, the meaning of her existence in the small miscellaneous courtyard is no different from that of other waste students.

After all, this world is a world of spiritualists, and as for waste children, it is enough to let the people's curiosity and compassion occasionally be deposited.

Is it possible to support the general public's demand for information through frequent collection of waste?

If that's the case, needless to say, it's counterproductive!

Therefore, the frequency of collecting waste is generally once a year or two, and the probability of such a thing falling into the same small yard is not very high, let alone collecting the same waste!

Time is a good medicine to wash away the memories of the people, even if a year or two later, the matter of collecting wind still fell into the small courtyard of the plane tree, and who will remember that there was a public waste body in it?

Reality and facts are just that.

But it is difficult to find a deacon with such insight in the small courtyard, and the deacon of the dean may be the only one!

What I didn't expect was that it was such a malicious arrangement by the other party that sent her to such a pure virgin land.