Originally, when I went out this morning, my mother told me not to wear white clothes if there was mud, but he insisted on showing off his stink. If he got dirty, he would be beaten.
"You...you...give me back my clothes!"
Fatty was so anxious that he swayed his body fat, completely ignoring his image as the boss.
"Oops! I accidentally dropped it!"
Qiao Jinling smiled and deliberately let go of his hand. Fatty watched helplessly as his clothes fell into the mud puddle.
"Dye it again!"
Qiao Jinling jumped on her clothes and jumped around like a spring. Every time she jumped, she could hear Fatty's wailing.
"Qiao Jinling, you stinky girl, I'll beat you to death!"
"What's the point of throwing mud at her? Just throw rocks at her!"
A girl's voice came out, and Qiao Jinling couldn't be more familiar with it. It was Wang Xiaojiao! Wang Xiaojiao had bullied her since she was a child and would look for opportunities to beat her.
After she went to elementary school in the city, she never saw Wang Xiaojiao again. However, when she met again after going to work, she seemed to be a different person. She said that they were both gone, and her father was sympathetic. He talked sweetly and coquettishly, and deceived her.
He trusted me, but unexpectedly he had evil intentions.
"It's up to you to control me? Fatty, I can beat you however you want. Who am I supposed to be? It turns out she is the daughter of a gangster, hahaha..."
Pang Dun unscrupulously uncovered Wang Xiaojiao’s scars.
"What did you say?"
Wang Xiaojiao picked up a big stone on the ground and threw it at Pang Dun. Fortunately, Pang Dun ducked and the stone flew past with a "swish" sound.
"Well, good men don't fight with women..."
Pangdun originally wanted to continue questioning, but when he saw the fierce look in Wang Xiaojiao's eyes, he immediately gave up. He shrunk his neck and entered the classroom with his shirt off.
"Qiao Jinling, why don't you die?"
Wang Xiaojiao did not hide the hatred in her eyes at all. Compared with when she grew up, she was at least less hypocritical.
"You're not dead, so of course I have to live well."
Qiao Jinling didn't say much, and went straight into the classroom. The life and death in the previous life were settled, and the grudges were over. In this life, don't provoke me, and I won't offend you. If you want to make trouble, I will definitely accompany you!
"Dang! Dang! Dang! It's class, kids, Fatty, why do you come to class shirtless?"
Bai Shujuan shook the bell rope at the door. These children were not worrying at all.
Qiao Jinling still remembers this teacher. He was handsome and had a gentle temper. He just listened to what his family told him, married a scumbag, and got beaten every once in a while.
The classroom that seemed to be just fine when I was a kid now looks so shabby. The walls and windows are covered with newspapers, broken tables and stools, and there are only a dozen children in the class.
Bai Shujuan sighed, she lost another child today. Since the implementation of large-scale contract work in rural areas, every household has been busy farming to make money. Some families simply do not let their children go to school. They collect cinders and cut pigs and grass. Monkeys still have three parts of their strength. How much?
Make some money.
The blackboard is speckled with white lime and black paint. It has been there for some time, so there are some long and short cracks, revealing the white lime underneath.
"Hello, teacher~"
Just as Bai Shujuan was about to speak, she saw a little boy standing at the door.
"Song Yishan, please return to your seat and sit down."
Only then did Qiao Jinling think of his deskmate Song Yishan. In the impression, he changed schools and left not long after he sat there.
In the past, she always kept her head down and didn't realize that her deskmate was quite good-looking.
He has a straight and delicate nose, clear eyes, fair skin, and looks clean and steady. His body is always upright at all times, and he looks out of place with the skinny kids around him.
After finally getting through school, Qiao Jinling skipped home carrying a small cloth bag. Although she met Wang Xiaojiao again, it did not affect her good mood.
"Little bell, you are not allowed to leave!"
Fatty took three little boys and cornered her next to a pile of wheat. After threshing the wheat, each family piled the straw near their home and covered it with a plastic sheet. When using it, they took out a few handfuls to start a fire.
Good material.
"If you dare to dirty my clothes, I'll beat you to death!"
These bad guys picked up a bag of rocks and threw them at her. The first hit hit Qiao Jinling on the forehead.
"Fat Dun! You dare to hit me? I'll fuck you!"
Regardless of the pain in his body, Qiao Jinling stuffed a big stone into the calico bag and threw it towards them like a hot wheel.
These cowards were so frightened that they ran around, hating their parents for not giving them more legs.
"Hmph! What a big rivet the dung beetle is pretending to be! How dare he hit me! Will he be able to live his life again and be bullied by you brats?!"
Qiao Jinling swung the cloth bag towards her shoulder and heard an "Ouch" sound. It was broken and someone had been hit!
She quickly turned around and saw that it was Song Yishan!
He covered his head and squatted on the ground, blood flowing from his fingers, but even so, his back was still straight.
"I'm sorry...Song Yishan."
Qiao Jinling was a little panicked. It looked like he was seriously injured. In her eyes, Song Yishan was just a child, and she didn't think much about it. She took off her floral shirt and tried to stop his bleeding.
"What...are you doing?"
Song Yishan was so frightened that this little girl was unbuttoning her buttons!
"Stop the bleeding, you've lost a lot of blood."
Qiao Jinling took off his clothes as he spoke.
"No, I don't feel any pain."
Song Yishan said calmly, stood up from the ground, turned around and left.
"Don't leave. I won't take off your clothes. Then I'll take you to the health center."
Qiao Jinling followed Song Yishan, chattering endlessly, but the little boy didn't say anything and just walked forward.
The more she talked, the faster he walked.
Poor Qiao Jinling had little strength and had a hard time chasing. He had to run a few steps and stopped in front of Song Yishan. He stretched out his little hand and said breathlessly: "Here you go."
A small round candy ball lay in the palm of her hand, wrapped in blue glass candy wrapper. Her father bought it for her yesterday, costing 4 yuan a penny.
"Just consider it an apology."
Seeing that Song Yishan was hesitant, she forced the candy into his hand. Before he could say anything, she ran away with her two braids swinging. The calico bag was too big, and she swung it around and hit her buttocks.
As soon as she walked under the big honey locust tree, Qiao Jinling suddenly felt that her body was hanging in the air and she was being lifted up. She used her hands and feet to thrash hard, seizing the opportunity, and gave the intruder a hard blow.
"Ouch! You damn girl! It hurts me so much!"
As soon as the attacker let go, Qiao Jinling fell to the ground, causing her bones to hurt. After a closer look, the person who wanted to catch her turned out to be Yang Guixiang!
This old pious woman wouldn’t want to kill her just for a pair of shoes, right?!!
An old woman walked next to her. She was not tall and had a big butt. When she walked, her buttocks bumped like soft tofu on the plate. She pulled Qiao Jinling and looked around.
"Aunt Han, take a look at her, have you bumped into someone else? I always feel that this little girl's movies are abnormal. She used to belong to Liu Bei, and she wiped her eyes and tears at every turn. She couldn't make a fart out with a stick. Now she has a small mouth.
Damn it, even I dare to scold you."
Yang Guixiang pulled off Han Cuilan's sleeve and whispered, not talking about the shoes.
Qiao Jinling knew what it meant to bump into a visitor, which meant that if you encountered ghosts and other dirty things on your body, just ask someone in the village to touch them and take a look.
Yang Guixiang has a weakness, that is, she is too superstitious. She has to look at the almanac to see whether it is an auspicious or unlucky day in the zodiac, whether she should go north or south when going out, and even if she takes a bath, she has to look at what is appropriate and taboo.
There is no word "bath".
Qiao Jinling thought to herself: "Dear grandma, since you believe in these things, then I will act in a play with you!"