"Sister..." Little Brother Jiang was anxious, "I won't lie!"
"Well, you say." She smiled slightly, but there was no fluctuation in her eyes.
"It's my classmates, they asked me to help with my homework."
"How many classmates?"
Jiang Chenxing: "Three."
Jiang Fuyue's expression was calm, "Why didn't you refuse?"
His mouth shrunk, his eyes dodged.
"say."
The little boy gritted his teeth: "If I don't write, they will sprinkle water on my bench, put cockroaches in my drawer, and often can't find my books and pens..."
Jiang Fuyue was still calm, but her eyes darkened slightly: "Have you told the teacher?"
"… have."
"How did the teacher handle it?" The tone became more gentle.
Brother Jiang choked up, but didn't cry: "The teacher told them to go to the office and criticize them, but it was useless. They will do it again next time."
"Did you tell your parents?"
Brother Jiang shook his head.
Jiang Da and Han Yunru go out early and come back late, so they don't have time to care about the lives of the two children. They only want to make money, spinning like a top, working hard, but they don't make much money.
Ji Ji camp, mediocre.
This is the sorrow of ordinary people, not for ideals, nor for pursuit, just to live.
Jiang Fuyue sighed softly, "Don't be afraid."
Brother Jiang looked into her indifferent eyes, but under the light, there was a gentle light flowing.
So warm, has been hot to the heart.
"Well, not afraid!" he said.
…
The next day, the siblings got up on time, had breakfast, and went to school separately.
Before leaving, Jiang Fuyue suddenly said, "I'll pick you up from school in the afternoon."
Brother Jiang's eyes lit up, like stars twinkling.
At lunch time, Jiang Fuyue found Jiang Han and the three in the cafeteria.
Now, Jiang Han has been tortured out of stress disorder, seeing Jiang Fuyue approaching from afar, the fear of being dominated by homework immediately came to the fore.
She was trembling with fat all over her body, and the chicken leg in her hand was no longer fragrant, "Yue, sister Yue...it's only this morning, and the homework hasn't been assigned yet..." Did you come too early
"No homework this time, let's change the game."
"?"
"After the second class in the afternoon, gather around the wall behind the playground."
"shrimp?"
Jiang Fuyue didn't plan to break it apart and explain clearly to her, so after explaining, he left.
Jiang Han thought about it for a while, the food was cold, and then he managed to recall—
"She, does this mean to let us escape the third class in the afternoon and climb over the wall?"
Anyone who knows the wall behind the playground knows that it is short and easy to climb.
Ge Meng nodded, stuffed a rib into his mouth: "I think so."
Liu Sisi thought far ahead: "What is she going to do?"
Jiang Han waved his fat hand nonchalantly: "Whatever she does, as long as it's not doing homework or running, she can do anything."
In the afternoon, Jiang Fuyue finished two physics classes and started to collect things.
Wan Xiutong looked puzzled, and finally saw her carrying her schoolbag and was about to leave, so she couldn't help but ask, "Jiang Jiang, what are you doing?"
Looking back, she smiled: "Skipping class."
It happened that a gust of wind blew by, brushing the broken hair around her ears, and the dark pupils were lightly diffused into a translucent brown under the bright sky light.
Cool and light, moistening frost and snow.
Wan Xiutong's eyes were blank, and his obsession suddenly became apparent.
was killed again...
Skipping classes was a common occurrence for the original owner, Jiang Fuyue had those memories, so she could do it with ease.
Also, with the blessing of being a scumbag, she is even more confident. Anyway, the classmates in the class have long been familiar with her behavior. Those who read books read books, and those who talk talk.
calm as usual.
As for Jiang Han, there is no need to worry, her record of skipping classes is more abundant than that of the original owner.
"Sister Yue, you're here..." Jiang Han rubbed his hands and walked forward with a smile.
"Let's go."
"Ah? Where are you going?"
That Xiangjiang Fuyue had already supported himself with both hands, climbed onto the wall, and landed firmly in the blink of an eye.
That's called a neat one.
Ge Meng and Liu Sisi followed closely behind, the former was quite flexible, while the latter seemed rather embarrassed because of his timidity.
Jiang Han...
The wall, she couldn't get over it.
Ge Meng moved to the corner of the wall with ease, pushed hard, and the seemingly solid red brick fell to the ground with a bang, and a big dog hole appeared in the wall.
Why use "big" to describe it
Because Jiang Han is too young to get through!
Jiang Fuyue clicked her tongue.
When Jiang Han came out, the three quickly put the bricks back and restored them to their original appearance.
"Sister Yue, where are we going?" Jiang Fuyue walked quickly, and Jiang Han was out of breath.
"Red Light Elementary School."
"Elementary school?" Jiang Han was a little confused, "What are you doing?"
Beside Ge Meng and Liu Sisi pricked up their ears at the same time.
Jiang Fuyue smiled, but that smile made one's scalp tingle.
She said, "Clean up people."
…
16:30.
"After class—"
"stand up!"
"Goodbye, students, remember to finish your homework on time."
"goodbye teacher-"
A group of elementary school students swarmed out.
Outside the school gate, in an alley.
Jiang Chenxing was dragged in by his schoolbag, it was different from usual, he struggled a lot today, but he stretched his neck and looked outside, his eyes were searching anxiously.
Like looking for someone.
Fat Duner walked over and gave him a kick: "Big rice bucket, you are very arrogant today!"
Jiang Chenxing was kicked into a corner, his hands were torn, and his pants were dirty, but he never cried, and just stared coldly at the fat man in front of him.
Like a puppy baring its teeth.
"Brother Fat, Jiang Chenxing stared at you!"
Fat Duner walked up and looked down at him: "Who gave you the courage not to help us with our homework? Are you looking for a dozen?!"
Jiang Chenxing wanted to stand up, but his sister said that a man should look like a man, no matter whether he is twelve or forty-two.
But before he got up, Fat Duner kicked him back again.
This time it was harder than last time, and his face turned pale from the pain.
"Brother Fat, Jiang Chenxing didn't cry!"
"Why doesn't he cry? It's disgusting."
Just when Fat Duner was about to take the third kick, there was a bang——
He was violently thrown to the ground, like a bastard on all fours.
Jiang Han's burly figure loomed over him, his fat body trembling, and he looked fierce: "Bullying my boss' younger brother, are you tired of being crooked?"
After speaking, raising your leg is a kick.
Fat Dun'er was kicked in the buttocks, and was intimidated by such a "huge monster", and his whole body froze on the ground, unable to move.
The other two puppy legs that were with him were also rubbed against the ground by Ge Meng and Liu Sisi.
"Are you missing an arm or a leg?" Jiang Han squinted and kicked again, this time landing on the other buttocks.
Chubby shivered, looking up from the bottom, I saw the woman's double chins folded into multiple chins, and her eyes slipped past the broad and strong shoulders and arms, all of which showed strength.
And this kind of power can crush him to death in minutes.
With this understanding, when Jiang Han raised his foot for the third time and was about to fall, Fatty let out a cry that didn't match his domineering figure...
Earth-shattering.
"Yes, I'm sorry... I was wrong..."
Jiang Han raised his eyebrows, and stepped on him in a daze, but he didn't let this girl get up: "What's wrong? Say it!"
"I shouldn't hit Jiang Chenxing, woo woo woo..."