When Jiang Tang was sent to the first day of the New Year, he ran into Ouyang and his elderly grandmother again. They lived in the garden community across the street. The area was a low-rent house used by ZF to accommodate elderly people. It only costs fifty yuan a month, and it is free of water and electricity. It is convenient for life, but the buildings are old and the environment is not as good as residential buildings.

Under the mottled sunlight, Ouyang's thin body was carrying two cowhide bags, full of sweet potatoes.

The bag was nothing to an adult, but it almost crushed his small back.

"Yangyang, grandma, come and carry it."

Ouyang didn't say anything, shook his head silently.

The old man sighed, took out a veil to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and followed him with his steps.

The shadow of the tree swayed as the light was shaking. His hands had long been worn out by the hard bag, and his eyes were full of tenacity.

Suddenly, Ouyang looked over with some awareness, and his eyes collided with the two of them.

When he noticed the school uniform on Junior High School, the old man said affectionately: "Yangyang, he is from the same school as you."

Junior High School looked hesitant and slowly spoke: "Hello grandma, Ouyang and I are from the same class."

"Hello, hello." The old man was kind and smiled and curled his eyes when he heard it was Ouyang. "I'm still worried that Yangyang has no friends, and this child is not very talkative."

She was so happy that she pulled Ouyang's bag over and took out a wrinkled cloth bag from her arms. The cloth bag was wrapped in a few pieces of change. It was roughly estimated that it was only more than eighty. She took out the largest ten yuan and stuffed it to Ouyang, bent down and carried the bag on the ground, "Go and go to school with your classmates, don't be late anymore. Your teacher has reported to me before."

"It's still early." Ouyang pursed his lips, "It's not too far away from two steps."

"Go and go, take the money to eat some good food for lunch, and grandma will give you fish stew tonight."

She waved her hand and turned around and staggered away.

Among the pedestrians coming and going, her short and vicissitudes quickly mingled into it and disappeared from sight in a blink of an eye.

Ouyang glanced at the two of them and walked towards the school with the money without saying anything.

In the first year of junior high school, he suddenly broke away from Jiang Tang's hand: "Mom, I'll go to school by myself."

Jiang Tang was stunned: "Can you do it?"

"Yes." Chu nodded, "I don't need to pick me up tonight, goodbye mom."

He waved to Jiang Tang and trotted away in a troop.

She frowned and smiled again.

Moving out was indeed the right decision. I became lively and active in the first year of the junior high school.

Accompanied by insects and birds, the students gathered at the school together.

Chuyi quickly caught up with Ouyang. He ran too fast and his breath was slightly unstable. After a few breaths, Chuyi looked at his new deskmate, "Class Ouyang, let's be friends in the future."

Ouyang had no expression on his face.

"If you don't say anything, I will pretend you agreed." Chu Yi tilted his head, reached out and gently pulled his sleeve.

This action immediately made Ouyang frown. He threw Chu Yi away and looked at him with disgust: "Get out, who wants to be friends with you!"

Ouyang snorted coldly and ran into the school with his schoolbag.

Chu Yi, who was pushed and fell to the ground, looked stunned. He opened his mouth and looked at the sound of running away and murmured slightly: "You can't hit someone..."

In the first year of junior high school, he bit his lip and slowly got up from the sight of other students.

He patted the soil on his body, and suddenly a sound that had not appeared in his mind for a long time.

[You don't make friends with that kind of person.]

Chu Yi pulled the bag and strap in his schoolbag: "If you don't have friends, your mother will be sad."

[Mom doesn't love you, how can she be sad?]

Chu Yi frowned: "Awu, I don't like you saying this."

[Then let's try it. Once you do something wrong, your mother will teach you a lesson like Liang Shen!]

He didn't say anything, lowered his head and returned to the class lonely.

Ouyang was in his seat as if something had never happened. Seeing Chu Yi coming in, he raised his eyebrows. When Chu Yi was about to take his seat, a prank flashed through Ouyang's eyes. He smiled hurriedly, and his feet under the table gently hooked the stool.

With a bang, Chu Yi fell and sat on the ground without any warning.

Suddenly, the children in the same class burst into laughter.

I have never suffered such a thing in the first year of junior high school. In the past, the students in the school were very well-educated and more polite. As long as they acted slightly excessively, they would be taught a lesson by the teacher. Such as the thing about hooking a stool has never happened now.

He was not angry either, and got up from the ground again, with a serious face: "Student Ouyang, you can't do this."

“Where did I do it?”

"You bully people."

"Which eye did you see me bullying?"

Chu Yi clasped his fist and continued, "You must apologize to me."

"The genius apologizes to you."

I lowered my eyelashes on the first day of the junior high school, and my eyes were filled with loss.

At this time, the forest of class sounded, and Teacher Li's footsteps were outside the door. The playful students immediately stopped amusing and sat obediently in their seats.

Only the first day of the New Year did not move.

He looked at Teacher Li on the podium and raised his hand slowly.

"What's wrong, Lin Chuyi."

Chuyi pointed at Ouyang and said, "He hooked my stool and didn't apologize."

Teacher Li put down the book and felt helpless: "Ouyang, why is it you again?"

Ouyang didn't say anything.

“Stand up.”

He stood up with his back straight.

"Apologize to Lin Chuyi."

Ouyang was reluctant: "I'm sorry."

Chu Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and his little face became gentle and clean again, "I forgive you. You can't do this in the future, it's not good."

Seeing that the matter was resolved successfully, Teacher Li was much more relaxed, "Okay, let's sit down, let's start class."

Ouyang's body was not moving. When he saw Chuyi going to take his seat, he kicked the stool with lightning speed. Chuyi once again fell a dog to eat shit.

The whole class could no longer hold back the second laugh.

Junyi was completely stunned and couldn't even say a word.

Teacher Li's face turned red. Lin Chuyi knew that his family was not ordinary at first sight. If he offended this, who would he ask for trouble? Look at this Ouyang, he was either late or skipped classes every day, or bullied other young classmates. His studies were still poor, which made her worry-free every day.

"Ouyang, go out and stand!"

He glanced at Chuyi and left the class through the back door indifferently.

I was hit three times on the first day of junior high school. I couldn't walk steadily after school. What puzzled him even more was that other children said that he was a "little traitor" and a little traitor who told the teacher a small report.

He was in a bad mood.

It was clearly Ouyang who bullied his classmates because he did something wrong, but what was wrong with him telling the teacher?

[You can't make friends.]

"Why?"

[Your behavior is called a whistleblower, they don't like people like you.]

"I'm just telling the truth."

[In the first year of junior high school, some truths cannot be told.] A Wu said [Whether in school or out of school, this is an eternal law.]

Chu Yi pulled the strap on his shoulder bag tightly: "Then he made a mistake, I can't say it?"

[It is his fault that he makes a mistake, and it is your fault that you accuse him in front of so many classmates. In the first year of junior high school, you will be bullied if you are so honest.]

“…I’m not afraid of bullying.”

He is right, no one can bully him.

In his ears, Awu chuckled softly and said, "You are my brother, I will not let you bully you. If they dare, I will kill them."

Kill them.

Killed...

I was a little irritated in the first year of the New Year and my steps couldn't help but speed up.

He doesn't like A Wu's violence, nor does he like him to always talk about death, but all his starting points are for his own good. If he complains and is dissatisfied, he will hurt A Wu's heart. He doesn't want to hurt A Wu's heart, let alone hurt anyone...

When I was about to reach the door of my house, I saw a familiar car parked on the side of the road.

Before he could react, the two little beans ran towards him in unison.

"elder brother--!"
To be continued...