Author: Qicii

Little sister Wen stood up and picked up the stool.

Seeing Qingmei's determined attitude, she seemed very sure that she would follow her words. Wen Xiaomei tried hard to recall the memory of the original owner, but failed to get any useful information from it.

He could only say in a soft voice: "I was just a guest, and I didn't hear so many interesting things. Jiaomei's family is very easy to get along with."

Xiaomei Wen obviously didn't mean anything else, but it sounded to Qingmei that she was talking about her. She got up from the ground and pointed at Xiaomei Wen across several people: "What do you mean? You just said I'm a bitch? Then you Why are you coming here to listen to the excitement?!"

"I do not."

Little sister Wen lowered her eyes.

At this time, Qingmei was extremely disgusted with her pitiful appearance, and found that she was holding a stool in her hand, and her voice suddenly rose: "What are you doing with the stool? Do you want to hit me? Do you want to vent your anger on Shen Jiaomei?"

Miss Wen: "...?"

What kind of brain circuit?

She was helpless and explained to herself: "That's not the case. Have you misunderstood? I just want to go back and read."

However, these words deepened the misunderstanding. Qingmei's eyes turned red with anger, and her voice got louder and louder: "Do you think I'm stupid? You and Shen Jiaomei are good friends. You love vanity and look down on my poverty! Are you? Do you want to tell Shen Jiaomei that I won’t talk about her again? Just go ahead! Who doesn’t know about her family’s affairs?”

It woke up both of them on the bed.

One of them grabbed something and threw it at Miss Wen: "Is it so difficult to apologize? It's so noisy! Can you let me go to sleep?!"

The unprepared little girl Wen was hit on the head by a sharp point. She put the stool on the ground hard, walked to her bed and said: "I didn't say anything, why was I wrong? Should you apologize to me because you hit me? Yes. Am I making a noise?”

The man didn't expect that the usually timid little sister Wen would question him. He sat up immediately and said in a cold voice: "You are carrying a stool to hit someone, are you right?"

Wen Xiaomei laughed angrily: "Huh? Using a stool is like hitting someone? Then can I just call the police to arrest you? You just hit me with a murder weapon, and everyone saw it."

All the roommates who were eating melon silently went aside to watch the show.

Qingmei, who had caused this incident, was sitting peacefully on her bedside.

The good old man Wen Fang laughed.

Instead, another one looked at them while they were sleeping and said, "Stop making noise."

"I'm the one making the noise, right? I'm the only one making the noise?" Wen Xiaomei looked back, then looked at Qingmei who looked like nothing happened. She was very angry when she looked at her: "What are you looking at? Isn't that right?"

Wang Qin pulled over Little Sister Wen: "Little sister, forget it."

Xiaomei Wen didn't want to forget it, and she was right.

Before she could say anything, Qingmei spoke up again: "You don't know about Miss Wen? She is disgusting. She lives in her Xiao Min's house and wants to steal Xiao Min's fiancé. She pretends to be pitiful all the time. In order to win your sympathy, you must not be deceived by her."

"Oh, by the way, her mother ran away from my previous English teacher. Haha, she is a bitch that no one wants."

Wang Qin immediately let go of Xiaomei Wen's hand.

Wen Xiaomei rushed over and raised her hand and slapped Qingmei directly on the face.

Qingmei was about to hit her with her backhand immediately, but Miss Wen held it with her hand: "Why is it not your turn to talk about my parents? If you are really sensitive and think that someone just looks down on you, then you have to listen carefully, I I just look down on you, you are disgusting!"

Little sister Wen had a fierce face and shook her hand away.

Qingmei suddenly knocked her hand on the bed rail, screamed and covered her hands with her hands, and started shouting, and there was another chaos.

Little sister Wen thumped a little, but didn't care.

I dragged the stool back, hugged the book and got into bed.

As soon as she put down the mosquito net, she saw Wen Fang was about to speak but stopped looking at her. Little sister Wen lowered her head to read a book, and the system also came out to join in the fun.

【Host, you are not very good.】

【Climb for me!】

She was also depressed.

She ate a melon and then turned into a melon herself, she was really speechless.

He even got hit on the head.

It's really miserable.

In front of Qingmei's bed, her upper bunk also blamed Qingmei. While talking, he helped her rub the bruises on the back of her hands: "Tell me, why did you have to provoke her? She was right. , you and Shen Jiaomei are neighbors, but she is not, so you still have to misunderstand her."

Qingmei didn't know that Little Sister Wen had really changed. She was not convinced when she was told: "Don't you also dislike her? Hiss! Be gentle! I will never let her go!"

"Okay, you really deserve it!" After hearing Qingmei's words, she suddenly shook off her hand from the upper bunk. Qingmei bumped her hand again, and quickly took her hand and rubbed it perfunctorily, and then lowered her hand. The voice said in her ear: "I just saw that someone hit her head with that piece of wood. I picked it up and saw that there was still some blood on it."

He also secretly pushed the wood into her hand, and then went directly to the upper bunk.

Qingmei glanced at the red and purple back of her hand, then looked down at the wood.

This piece of wood was used for carving by Li Fengzhu. He didn't know anything about it, so he only whittled off one end. Blood was clearly visible at the sharp point.

Qingmei hurriedly hid the wood under the pillow, swallowed several times, and then raised her head to glance at Little Sister Wen on the upper bunk.

Little sister Wen had her back turned to her and couldn't see clearly at all.

Little sister Wen didn't know it herself. She felt a little dizzy after reading an English book for a while. She just rubbed the uncomfortable area and fell down to sleep.

She woke up.

I saw a few extra cents next to the pillow, adding up to a dime.

Wen Fang also happened to come back from washing up at this moment, came over and asked softly: "Are you awake? Does your head feel uncomfortable?"

Wen Xiaomei shook her head, then pointed to the money next to her and asked, "Do you know whose money this money belongs to?"

"Qingmei and the others gave it to you, just take it. Is your head really okay?"

Xiaomei Wen was very puzzled as to why she asked again and again. She first took the clothes on the bedside and put them on, collected the money and put it in her pocket, then took the washbasin and kettle from under the bed to wash up.

Wen Fang also followed her.

It turned out to be because of what happened last night.

Several people found blood on the wood thrown by Li Fengzhu, and they all thought that she had opened the pot to Xiaomei Wen. Qingmei started to quarrel with Li Fengzhu again.

The posture was even more fierce than last night.

In the end, several people discussed it and each person secretly placed one or two pieces next to Xiaomei Wen's pillow as compensation.

"Did they do it on purpose last night?" Wen Xiaomei wrung out the towel and wiped her face, and there was something fishy in her words.

Wen Fang laughed: "Haha... I don't know either."

She first grabbed Xiaomei Wen's kettle and held it in her hand, wanting to go back first.

As soon as she turned around, she saw Shen Jiaomei running over, reaching over her and patting Xiaomei Wen on the shoulder: "What are you talking about? Little sister, why don't you pay attention to me when I call you? Come home with me today, my dad and the others They don’t believe my wheels were stolen and they accuse me of lying. It’s so annoying!”
Chapter completed!