This year's junior high school students have two more evening self-study sessions after each day's classes.

Students don't have to pay for these two evening self-study sessions, and the school doesn't force you to go to school, and the teachers are all paid the same as before, but they do more than two hours of work.

But even so, the teachers are actively rushing to teach one by one, especially in the third year of junior high school, the teachers really broke their heads and wanted to teach everyone.

The children and parents who go to school do not say that they do not let their children go to school because they are worried that it will be too dark.

In the whole school, there is not a single child who does not study at night.

It doesn't matter if the child has good grades or bad grades, all of them are on top.

In this way, the children in the town can be better, and they get out of school together in groups, and they are not very far away.

But the children in the village are different.

They have to go out before dawn every day, and at night it is completely dark before school is over.

Several children in the same grade can only walk together, and most of the time, boys and boys walk, and girls and girls walk.

It is also this situation that makes some idle people who are idle next door ache to gather together and tease a few girls who walk at night at night.

At this time, the villagers of Shiligou tacitly wore black or dark clothes, which were not conspicuous in the night.

Not only that, but they also wear headscarves or hats that cover their faces.

In addition, they should hold a weapon or flashlight in their hands.

An Ning was in this group of people, in order to fit in perfectly, she gave up her yellow dazzling headscarf, took a black cloth, and covered her entire head, revealing only two temporarily dug holes, shining two eyes, blinking.

This shape made Jiang Xia, who went out together, smile in admiration.

It's so dedicated.

An Ning followed in the middle of the crowd, cooperating with Sun Dazhuang's command.

A group of people arrived at the designated place, which was a road leading to the town with lots of willow trees on both sides.

It was dark, Sun Dazhuang made a gesture, and the people in the village quickly dispersed, and one by one they found a good place and hid.

An Ning admired that so many people moved without making any sound.

An Ning obeyed the command and hid in the ...... of a large tree Topmost.

Jiang Xia, who had been following An Ning, clearly saw An Ning behind him, flexible like a monkey, climbing on a tree branch and squatting down skillfully.

Later, Jiang Xia could only hide behind the big tree, and couldn't help but smile and think in the dark night: "This action is too skillful." ”

The night is quiet.

Around eight o'clock in the village, there was almost no movement.

Except for the occasional dog barking and cat barking, and the wind blowing the branches, I can still hear my own heartbeat.

Of course, there may also be reasons for being too excited.

An Ning patted his heart and soothed it.

At about 10 o'clock, six girls, two rows in front of and behind, came from the side of the road.

The six girls, who didn't know the arrangements in the village, walked a little tremblingly.

A few people held hands, their schoolbags in their hands, and lowered their heads, trying to quickly pass through this piece of land they didn't like.

"Hey, where are you going!"

"What's the hurry?"

"Nag will smack."

Seven or eight boys, the voice of the hanger appeared, rushed out from a few meters away, ready to surround the six girls.

The six girls gathered together in fear, huddled together in front of them.

"Get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!"

The girls shouted loudly, and the fear in their voices made the boys even happier.

"Hehe——- I'm afraid of ———"

"Up!"

A high-pitched, marching horn-like shout startled everyone.

When a few boys didn't react, the villagers had a strategy, three in groups, four in a group to catch one person.

There were a total of eight boys, An Ning jumped down from the tree, and they didn't have a chance to make up the first wave, and the eight boys were pressed to the ground.

At this time, several flashlights were also turned on, illuminating a small world.

A few girls, the surprised expressions haven't come yet, looking at the familiar uncles, uncles, parents, noses are a little sour, more cool.

"Seventh, take a few children back first."

"Yes, you guys go home first, go home and do your homework!"

"You don't need it!"

Six girls, driven away by the adults, left reluctantly.

I didn't see the ending, it's a bit of a pity.

However, the children were obedient and, accompanied by several mothers, returned to the village first.

After the children walked away, several boys who were pressed to the ground cried out.

"Let go of me!"

"What are you doing?"

"Is there any royal law left?"

"If I don't let go, I'll call the police!"

A few people, not weighing much, but a lot of backbone.

looks like no one is convinced, Lao Tzu is the first in the world, constantly breaking free.

It's a pity that there are four old men around a person, let alone breaking free, it is difficult to spit and foam.

"Wang Fa? Do you still know that there is a law? ”

Sun Dazhuang snorted coldly, and went up to kick it.

"Fuck off, calf! Who are you with? ”

"Don't talk nonsense, beat me up first!"

Several fathers on the side couldn't help it for a long time.

Ping Pong, fists to the flesh, feet to the body sound, make the peace in the back itch.

It's a pity that it can't be ranked.

After the beating, Sun Dazhuang shouted: "Take it out in a guy style, we are being bullied, can we suffer in vain?" ”

"Can't!"

An Ning pulled his neck and shouted with the villagers, took out a gong from his clothes, and pulled out a gong rod from his sleeve.

Jiang Xia was amazed by this behavior.

"How are you hiding?"

"With such a big gong, you can still go up the tree?"

An Ning took the time to turn around and said, "Do you want to have the atmosphere in place?" ”

"Knock ———"

An Ning struck the gong vigorously, knocked on the basin in front, played suona, and pulled the erhu, and slapped without tools.

In short, blowing, playing, singing, and making noise.

Sun Dazhuang walked in the front, and went all the way to Wulibaozi to be fair.

The eight young men who robbed the road in the back, tied to death by hemp rope, were guarded one after the other, walking in the middle of the team.

A long procession passed, especially like the road of the Autumn Queen.

Such a big movement was known as soon as I entered the village.

Come out to see the lively people, and when you look at it, you find that something is wrong, why do you still have your own son?

Some people went up to inquire, and after learning what their son had done, they took off the shoes on their feet and went up to beat them.

In the Northeast, boys can only fight with boys, and if they lose the fight, they will be beaten when they go home.

Boys and girls fight, win or lose, and get beaten when they come home.

Not to mention this group of seventeen or eighteen years old, not to mention how old the adults are, and a group of boys bullying girls.

That's the rhythm of beating to the death.

"You little bunny, you're so embarrassed to go home!"

"You let me go, see if I don't kill him today!"

The scene is more lively.