Zhou Xiang listened and thought about it carefully. Did Yang Li mean that Yang Jin wanted to help Yang Ji leave home?

Where to go? What options does Yang Jin have?

In her previous life, Yang Jin was just an ordinary teacher in the county town. If she had a way out, wouldn't she use it herself? Why would she be willing to give it to her ten-year-old sister? Why doesn't it feel like a good way out?

Did Yang Li break up with her fourth sister? Just fake sisterhood!

Regardless of Yang Li, Zhou wanted to continue walking towards the Yang family's house.

Yang Ji was lying on the bed, her body covered with medicine. Her mother was so cruel that she beat her so hard. How much did she hate her daughter?

Yang Ji gritted his teeth and endured the pain.

"Squeak!" Yang Ji took a breath in pain and couldn't help cursing.

"Zhou Xiang, Ling Ran, just wait for me. One day, I will trample you under my feet. When that time comes, I will chase you away and kick you whenever I want.

"Dong Yunrong, you bitch, isn't it just that your natal and in-laws have some influence? What's so great about that? When I climb to a higher position, I'll also embarrass you. Dare to accuse me of pestering your son?"

When the time comes, I will not only have people pester you, I will also have people tease you, make Ling Quan wear a green hat, and bring shame to the Ling family, you bitch!

Zhou Xiang looked at Yang Ji, whose face was full of cruelty and looked just like her mother when she beat and scolded people, and her heart remained calm.

Let’s talk about it when that day comes. I wonder where your eldest sister is planning to sell you?

Everyone in the Yang family is like a psychopath, they like to talk to themselves and betray their family ties.

Yang Li walked in, Yang Ji stopped nagging, and the two sisters performed the sisterly love drama again.

Zhou Xiang didn't want to watch the mentally ill person act, so he slowly walked out.

"Fourth sister, did you hear any footsteps?"

Zhou Xiang quickly stopped, he didn't expect Yang Li's ears to be so sensitive!

How come she didn't hear me when I just walked past her? Was it because she was concentrating on complaining, concentrating on thinking of ways to do something bad?

“I didn’t hear it!”

"Oh, maybe I heard wrongly."

Zhou Xiang stood by the door, not daring to leave. But what if he didn't leave? What if Yang Li came to close the door and caught him? Wouldn't that expose him?

So Zhou wanted to imitate the slow motion on TV, lifting his foot and putting it down gently.

I also have to keep an eye on Yang Li's movements, which is really awkward.

Finally, after a few minutes, I walked out of the main door and arrived at the land at the door. Will the footsteps be quieter now?

It just so happened that Yang's father came home. With the sound of Yang's father's footsteps covering his voice, Zhou wanted to quickly make way for Yang's father. It would be bad if he bumped into him.

When Yang's father entered the room, Yang Li's attention was drawn away, and Zhou wanted to leave quickly.

After taking a few quick steps, Zhou Xiang patted his chest. This invisibility cloak still had a big shortcoming.

First, I don’t know Kung Fu, so I can’t cover up the sound of my footsteps. Second, because I don’t know Kung Fu, I’m not agile enough, and if I bump into someone, I’ll be doomed.

It's a bit useless. Fortunately, I tried it today and Yang Li has sharp hearing. Otherwise, if I needed to use it one day, I would be in trouble if I was caught red-handed.

Is he training martial arts just for this invisibility cloak? I don't have time!

No longer having the ambition to "roam freely in the world", Zhou Xiang returned to his yard and saw that his second sister was still knitting a sweater, his eldest brother had not returned home yet, and his father was already watching TV.

Zhou Xiang went to the bathroom, took off his "useless clothes", folded them, put them in a plastic storage box, and threw them directly into the warehouse.

It's time to get back to work. I'm leaving for the province the day after tomorrow. Well, I also need to pack some clothes.

Zhou Yu saw his sister coming from the bathroom and asked in confusion, "Where have you been? I called you just now, but you didn't answer me!"

"bathroom!"

"Squatting for so long?"

"Hmm! Constipation."

Zhou Yu stopped asking questions and lowered his head to concentrate on knitting a sweater quickly.

"Then why did you call me?"

"It's okay. I wanted to ask you to help me wind the thread, but I put it on my knees and wound it myself."

"Oh! Then my brother and I will make as many as we can for you tonight. I have to go back to the province the day after tomorrow."

Zhou Yu suddenly looked up, "Are you finally going? Remember the clothes you promised me."

"Okay, I won't forget it."

In the evening, when Zhou's family heard that Zhou wanted to go to the provincial capital the day after tomorrow, they all wished her to win first place.

Zhou Xiang nodded, "Okay, first place is a must."

After dinner, Zhou Xiang pulled his elder brother to wind the wool, and asked his parents to help as well.

"There's yarn here for you to knit sweaters. My second sister keeps holding onto her sweaters all day long. Let's help make what we can."

The four people went around to ten o'clock and finally turned all the wool into balls.

Zhou Xiang just felt his arms were sore. Winding wool was considered strenuous work. Although he had switched with his elder brother in the middle, it was even more tiring to hold up the wool with his short arms.

Go to sleep! I'll pack my clothes tomorrow.

The next day, when Zhou wanted to pack his clothes, he only brought two days' worth of clothes for himself, and he also put three days' worth of clothes and a pair of shoes in his space.

Zhou Yu forced two skirts into her arms. "Skirts are the most convenient. Why don't you bring them? Besides, if you don't wear them, they will be too small."

Zhou Xiang could only watch as the two skirts were put into the travel bag. This travel bag belonged to her father, who had specially cleared it out for her to use when she went to the provincial capital.

The bag is about 80 centimeters long, 30 centimeters wide, and 40 centimeters high. On the front are two large characters: "Beijing," and a print of the Beijing Railway Station.

Zhou Xiang didn't care about the gray color of the travel bag. After all, most colors in this era were gray, black and white.

Zhou Yu, however, despised it. "Why would Dad let a girl like you carry such an ugly travel bag? You might as well just use a cloth bag!"

"Dad bought this specifically for our trip to Shaolin Temple two years ago. I usually don't want to use it, so giving it to me today is really a great honor."

"Humph! I know that after the movie 'Shaolin Temple' was released, Dad couldn't stop thinking about Shaolin Temple. He left without anyone else and went to Shaolin Temple with his cousin Xie Yu. Grandma complained several times that Dad didn't tell her about his trip so that she could bring some peanuts to Auntie."

"Okay, when you make a lot of money, go out and play too."

Zhou Xiang tried the travel bag and found it wasn’t heavy.

Zhou Yu took out another umbrella. Zhou Xiang looked at the butter cloth umbrella that was characteristic of this era and asked his second sister helplessly, "Second sister, you usually help me hold up this umbrella. I can only press it on the ground and use all my strength to hold it up. Why are you carrying it for me?"

My bag can’t hold all the space, and city people will call me a country bumpkin when they see me.

I'm going to the city to buy an automatic umbrella. It's so fashionable. I'll bring you another one."

Zhou Yu immediately threw away the umbrella that his mother had repeatedly asked his sister to bring with her. It was too heavy and his sister didn't know how to use it.

"real?"

"Really? I'll buy it no matter how expensive it is. Every time I put this umbrella away, I get pinched. I'm afraid of this umbrella."