Yang Xiaojin was born in a rich family compound, and other people's children went to kindergarten, while she waited at home for a private teacher to come to her door.
Those teachers were carefully selected by the consortium, even to teach her a little girl needs to know astronomy and geography.
There are no playful friends, no teachers to play games with, and those old scholars will not take her to play with handkerchiefs.
Only Yang Anjing would occasionally appear in Yang's manor, and then read fairy tales to her, taught her to sing nursery rhymes, and danced rubber bands with her.
Yang Xiaojin cherishes the time spent with Yang Anjing very much, because it is not easy to come by.
After going to elementary school, she went to the noble school in the No. 88 barrier. Although she didn't like the classmates there very much, she still liked going to school.
Because as long as you go to school, you don't have to face the heavy and strict atmosphere at home.
Yang Xiaojin lost the concept of home when she was very young. Yang's Manor is more like a hotel to her. She does not need to clean up. Every day, a servant will hand over the washed clothes to her. She can often see servants, but rarely see relatives.
In fact, Yang Xiaojin also felt that there was nothing to complain about. She was born in one of the best families in the world, so she didn't have to worry about food and clothing, and didn't have to worry about not being able to pay the tuition fees. She didn't have to worry about anything related to money.
The first thing Yang Anjing did when he took her out of the barrier was to show her how miserable the life of the refugees was, and even took her to live in a market town for a month.
So Yang Xiaojin is very clear that although her childhood was boring, she was never miserable, and there are many people more miserable than herself.
When she was 12 years old, Yang Anjing said to her: "Don't think it's a bad luck to be born in Yang's family. There are millions of people in this world who want to exchange lives with you. When you sit in front of the bright window When they are in a daze, they have to go down to the coal mine with bamboo baskets on their backs to earn daily necessities. I hate the Yang family because I hate their hypocrisy. I build mobs because I know that everything is caused by catastrophe. One day You also have to understand what you need, and then one day you start trying to have the strength and courage to defend it, and then you grow up."
Yang Xiaojin is occasionally at a loss, what does she need? The purpose of the mob is Yang Anjing's belief, but not hers.
Yang's ambition belongs to those adults and has nothing to do with her.
Until this moment, she watched Ren Xiaosu walking back and forth in the house, and then told her that after the peach tree bears fruit, the two of them can go to the street to sell the peaches they can't finish, or give them to neighbors.
The kitchen stoves are not complete enough, they have to go to the street to buy some, and they have to buy new seasonings.
Ren Xiaosu will clean the house on one, three, five, seven, and Yang Xiaojin will clean two, four, six.
There seems to be a leak on the roof, tomorrow he will go to the street to buy some waterproof felt cloth to repair it.
At a certain moment, Yang Xiaojin suddenly felt that she probably needed something. She just needed a home. She could go out with Ren Xiaosu to fight and kill, but after returning home, this young man would immediately become a candlelight at home.
Yang Xiaojin looked at the suddenly chatty Ren Xiaosu and said with a smile, "I'll cook you a meal tomorrow."
Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment, and then asked knowingly: "Aren't you good at cooking?"
"Don't worry, the poison won't kill you," Yang Xiaojin said.
This was the first time that Yang Xiaojin offered to cook. Ren Xiaosu noticed that Yang Xiaojin's mentality seemed to have changed, and he responded with a smile: "Okay, let's go shopping together tomorrow morning, and I'll eat it if I'm poisoned."
Yang Xiaojin rolled her eyes: "Actually, you already knew that I can cook, right? When you cooked for me before, you looked at me wrongly!"
Ren Xiaosu was amused: "The eyes of a sniper are so easy to use."
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The next morning, the two of them got up early to take a shower.
There are quite a lot of bedrooms on this small second floor, Ren Xiaosu felt a little regretful, he thought he should buy a one-bedroom.
But after thinking about it, it's not right. If it's really a one-bedroom, according to his heartless appearance, I'm afraid he's going to sleep on the sofa...
After the two packed up, each carried a bamboo basket and went out.
As soon as I went out, I happened to meet the neighbor next door. They were a middle-aged couple who seemed to be going out to work.
Ren Xiaosu took a look at each other. The couple were both slightly fat and well-dressed, while the man wore a clean suit and should have a decent job.
The middle-aged woman greeted with a smile: "Yesterday, I heard Aunt Wang said that she would move into a new neighbor. I didn't expect you to move in so soon. I didn't visit you yesterday. I'm really rude. My name is Hu Xiaobai, and this is me. Lover Wang Yue rests."
The middle-aged man nodded his head as a greeting, as if he didn't think too much about dealing with Ren Xiaosu and the others.
Ren Xiaosu smiled and said, "Nothing, Miss Hu, we should visit."
"Aren't you going to buy vegetables?" Sister Hu said with a smile: "I heard Aunt Wang said that you are not from the 144 barrier?"
"Well, we came from the Central Plains," Ren Xiaosu said.
"It's good to come to the Northwest, the Central Plains are so chaotic now, how can our Northwest be safe," Sister Hu said with a smile: "We are all from the Northwest when we come here!"
Ren Xiaosu sighed in his heart, the financial groups on the Central Plains were still setting up barriers one by one to prevent refugees from entering the city, while the Northwest side had already started shouting slogans like "Everyone who comes is from the Northwest".
It is foreseeable that the pace of the Wang family's war will not stop, and more and more people will immigrate to the Northwest due to the war in the future.
At this time, Sister Hu smiled and said, "Did you find a job after coming to Northwest?"
"No, I want to rest for a while," Ren Xiaosu explained.
"Well, it's good to rest for a while," Sister Hu said enthusiastically, "My family works in the administrative center of the stronghold. If you have any difficulties, please tell us. He can still talk in the stronghold."
Sister Hu is like many warm-hearted elder sisters, she seems to be quite helpful, she also likes to chat about some family affairs, and occasionally shows off her own man inadvertently.
At this moment, Ren Xiaosu saw the man tugging Sister Hu's sleeve quietly, so he smiled at Sister Hu: "There is nothing to bother you two, we are all very casual people."
"That's fine, let's chat when we have time, anyway, we are neighbors who often see each other," said Hu, and went to work.
After being far away, her husband Wang Yuexi complained in a low voice: "Why are you telling them so much? Now there are more and more immigrants in the No. 144 barrier, and there are many people who want to find a way, or just want to do it. Those who want to ask for approval documents for business, or just want to ask for a good job, when they really come to ask me for help, how should I refuse?"
Sister Hu said in a low voice: "Why don't I just be polite, besides, they belong to the neighbors, so what's the point of helping?"