Po Sa four
On the way home, Zhang Ning patted Xiang Yiyang on the shoulder, looked at him and said, "Everyone has a unique shining point, as long as they work hard, they will bloom with their light and value." ”
Xiang Yiyang, who was poked at the center, stayed at the door and thought about this sentence carefully, looking at Zhang Ning's back, he couldn't help laughing. "This clever little ghost."
The green vines that lingered on the fence were wrapped in the bright moonlight, and they were shivering by the cool breeze of the night at this time. Ying Jin stood at the door with him, and did not go in for a long time.
"What kind of experience do you think it's like to have a high IQ? I really want to try it if I can. "You should lean against the fence behind you and raise your head to the sky.
"Probably all the problems can be solved, and new problems will be created to solve. Right, Brother An? ”
"If you ask me about music, I don't know anything about it. You also have your own shining points, you can compose, you can play a variety of instruments. Yu An looked at them and said with great seriousness and sincerity on his face.
Hearing Yu An's words, their originally depressed and discouraged hearts were balanced and dissipated a lot. They learned the piano at the age of five, and then successively learned various musical instruments of their choice, and they also paid a lot, but fortunately their families also supported them, but it was very difficult to learn to reach the middle and upper reaches.
Liao Xiaoyu hid outside the window, looking at the face distorted by discomfort inside, he opened his mouth wide and wailed, revealing two rows of black and yellow teeth with tooth decay, he lay on the table, accidentally fell down, he hugged the table leg and gnawed.
After a while, a man no taller than him walked in, his name was Seventeen, and he was a man of unknown origin. Everyone else called him Seventeen. Remnant Seventeen has a mediocre appearance, and his small eyes seem to be staring at people forever, but in fact, he is born with slanted eyes and low intelligence, and his only advantage is that he has great strength and is easy to obey.
He handed the small packet of white powder he had taken from the person who called for a knife to Feng Dacai, who was rolling on the ground. I saw Feng Dacai take it and open the package and suck it on his nose.
Twelve-year-old Liao Xiaoyu was already dumbfounded, and he was happy in his heart, that bastard was finally sick, he didn't know what it was pretending, thinking that it was just a medicine that could cure the disease.
Looking at Feng Dacai, who was gasping for breath, he gradually recovered his complexion, and he secretly left this makeshift wooden house.
He wiped the rain from his body, walked back to the unlit tent, and walked to his place to lie down. Continuing to plan his escape, he had just heard them talking, when the labor here was finished, the girls would definitely be sold to the village in the mountains, thousands or tens of thousands, and it would be possible to make a deal. In the traditional feudal thinking, they don't think that they are still children, as long as they can pass on the ancestry.
Liao Xiaoyu gritted his teeth in anger, thinking of his mother, who was imprisoned in the cellar for a long time because of this, and died of depression when he was six years old. I couldn't calm down after tossing and turning, and when I heard them say this, I wanted to rush up and get them out immediately. He, a minor who eats and has no meals, how can he have the strength to face those five or six people.
It was a hot summer, and he was afraid of the summer sun and the coming of winter. How can these 20 or so children survive the difficult days?