Just as Chen Jianfang expected, five days later, the mountain courtyard was unsealed and students came out in a line with dishevelled hair - it had been sealed off for nearly ten days, and all supplies to the mountain courtyard were suspended, and eggs, meat, fruits and vegetables could not be delivered. The day of the seal happened to be the day when the mountain courtyard's handymen were on vacation, so the students could only rely on the existing materials in the mountain courtyard to survive.
It's like surviving in the wilderness.
Some of them had poor survival skills and came out with unshaven beards, pale faces and thin bodies, looking like they were people who had been locked up in a water dungeon for ten days.
Du Junning is okay.
Aunt Du taught her well. Du Junning started helping with housework at a very young age. When she went out, she not only kept herself clean, but also took good care of little Baozhu.
The two children, Du Junning, eight years old, and Baozhu, just ten years old, were each wrapped in a large blanket, drinking a cup of brown sugar ginger tea in small sips.
Du Junning drank some ginger tea, his eyelids were slightly red and swollen, but his eyes were frank and clear, "...some complained, some couldn't believe it, and some bit back...There are many different people, some who have money or powerful families will either inquire about the news or use their connections to determine their position before planning the next step."
Although Aunt Du's play two days ago was an act, the spirit of the play was real. She hugged her son worriedly and asked, "...Did anyone bully you?"
Du Junning shook his head. "No. Sun Shun's leg was broken by someone that night. Everyone guessed that it was Senior Brother Qiao who did it."
It’s Qiao Hui’s style.
Xianjin smiled.
"So, even though Senior Brother Qiao left, the knife is still there. Everyone is afraid that he will come back and attack, so they dare not treat Baozhu and me too harshly."
Du Junning's voice was muffled, like a drowning person choking on his lungs, but he finally floated to the surface.
"That's good, that's good... Where's Zhu'er?" Aunt Du put her arm around Qiao Baozhu's shoulders lovingly, "Zhu'er, is there anything you want to eat? Aunt will make it for you." Thinking of Baozhu's love for the cooking of Aunt Zhang in the old house, she added, "Aunt, why don't you go find Aunt Zhang to learn?"
Xianjin finally had the courage to turn his gaze towards Baozhu.
Fat Huahua kept his head down, holding the tea in his hand, but he didn't drink a sip.
Very silent.
A silence I had never seen before.
Xianjin felt a surge of bitterness in his heart.
This is damn ZZ.
"Baozhu." Xianjin's voice was very soft, as if he was calling a kitten that had just experienced a thunderstorm, "Baozhu..."
Baozhu raised her head, her eyes full of confusion and fear.
Xianjin almost burst into tears.
She was not someone who cried easily. In her previous life, she had experienced all kinds of suffering while lying in bed. The pain of having her stomach cut open, the pain of having an indwelling needle flexibly rotate under the skin to find a blood vessel, the pain of having a heart rate that sometimes rose to 180 and sometimes dropped to 60...
There were many other sufferings. The patient in the bed next to me who was admitted to the hospital in the early morning died at noon just after exchanging names.
She walked down the stairs quickly, and saw a white light in front of her eyes. She seemed to see her grandmother waving at her in the corridor.
On the operating table, Doctor A said, "I want to have braised chicken for lunch today." Doctor B said, "Then I'll go to Haidilao." She was left alone to cry, with her body numb but no consciousness, and having been hungry for nearly ten hours...
These sufferings can be psychological or physical, but they are always sufferings that we can control.
No matter what, you have to grit your teeth and swallow it down with chicken soup.
Having suffered himself, Xianjin knew that sudden suffering is like a huge rock pressing down on you, making it hard for you to breathe. After experiencing a lot of suffering, Xianjin could not bear to see others suffer.
Especially for someone like Huahua, who has lived in the clouds since she was a child and has never been hit by even a strong wind.
Xianjin turned away.
After the welcoming dinner, Du Junning wanted to take Baozhu home. Aunt Du did not hesitate and asked Xianjin, "Boss, do you think it's okay? I heard that the Qiao family's hometown is in our Jing County. The incident was so serious, but no one from the hometown came to look for Baozhu. This means that the people in the hometown are either afraid of getting into trouble or being implicated... Most of the people in the family can't be relied on. I have to let go of one sheep, and I can raise two sheep. It's also good to raise two cubs together."
Xianjin:?
There is actually someone competing with her for the custody of Huahua?
"You... Raising a girl is not just a matter of having a mouth and two ears. Feeding her is a small matter. The key is the clothes, jewelry, and dowry for her when she grows up..." The envoy of the Golden Era attempted to use his economic power to crush his competitors. "Please think about it carefully."
Aunt Du exclaimed, "Isn't that easy? Once I put down a bar, I'll have enough money for my monthly allowance!"
Of course I know that you are very strong, but if I let you stay in the probation period, how will you respond?
When Xianjin shamelessly tried to use his management authority to crush his competitors, Baozhu said softly, "Aunt Du, I, I want to follow Sister Xianjin."
Aunt Du wanted to say something, but Du Junning beside her pulled her clothes.
Xianjin smiled and said, "There is not much difference between following me and following you. Anyway, if I don't have any food here, I will go to your place to eat. Why bother to make a distinction?"
Then he looked at Du Junning and said, "Qingcheng Mountain Courtyard can't be opened for a while, is there any way out?"
Du Junning's eyes dimmed, and he whispered, "The wise see into the darkness, and the intelligent plan before action. The world is turbid but I am the only one who is clear, and everyone is drunk but I am the only one who is sober. The headmaster often says that a wise ruler has bright ministers, and a noble ruler has long-lasting ministers... Even a wise and indifferent person like the headmaster has suffered such a difficult birth. I will not read this book..."
“Pah—”
Xianjin slapped Du Junning on the back of the head.
Aunt Du retracted the iron sand palm that was waving in the air - good, someone was faster than her.
"It's better not to read this book. Du Junning, if you feel that the court is dark, you should bury your head in your books and be a light to those who come after you. If you feel that the country is unstable, you should forge ahead and be a support for those who come after you!"
"If everyone was a deserter as you think, would this world be a good place?"
Xianjin was a little angry. "I will write a letter for you and go to Qinghe Town to find Master Qin. You should take the exam this year. If you pass, I will reward your mother by promoting her to the second level, and I will help you find ways to send you to Xuancheng Prefecture to continue your studies. If you fail, you can study peacefully with Master Qin. You can come back when the dean comes back!"
What?
If my son passes the imperial examination and becomes a scholar, can my mother be promoted to the second level?
Aunt Zhong's ears twitched: Is there such a good thing?
Her young child, who is still just learning to speak, needs to focus on his studies.
Du Junning's head was chopped off, but the dejection on his face disappeared. With a red face, he bowed solemnly to Xianjin, "Yes! I will remember the master's teachings!"
Xianjin nodded with relief.
To deal with this kind of passionate middle school boy, you have to be more middle school than him.
But as for Baozhu, Xianjin seemed to have a lot of words hidden in his heart. He had been brewing for a long time and wrote drafts of consolation or enlightenment in his mind again and again, but he still couldn't say them out loud - Baozhu's change was too great.
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