Chapter 19

After Lin Wei was discharged from the hospital, she began to prepare the things she wanted to take to Xiangjiang.

After cleaning up his own, he started to help Fang Lianxin and Lin Hanzhi clean up.

Fang Lianxin squatted aside and watched his daughter put her books, calligraphy and paintings into a big bag, and felt heartbroken: "You can put them in the darkroom, and your uncle will watch over them. We can't carry such things across the ocean." "

Lin Wei ignored it. It's not safe to put this thing anywhere. The most likely thing is to burn it with a fire. At worst, she doesn't bring anything with her. Fang Yantang doesn't have many good-looking clothes anyway.

Fang Lianxin looked at his daughter who was hesitant to speak several times and wanted to scold her, but he was worried that she was recovering from a serious illness and did not dare to say harsh words. He scolded the traitor in his heart but did not dare to express it on his face.

Finally, a friend came, and Fang Lianxin went out, comforting himself that he was out of sight and out of mind.

Lin Wei tidied up for most of the day and was busy up and down until the afternoon. She also had to help Fang Mobai tidy up.

"I don't need you, travel light -" he pointed to his head, "my most important luggage is here. As long as your brother and I come over, we will definitely make a name for ourselves in the port city and become a powerful figure. Lin Wei

nodded and thought it made sense. This "big smart" really didn't have anything valuable, and he himself was not valuable.

She returned to her room, which was a bit messy. Her clothes and books were sorted into categories, and she planned to give them to her little sisters before leaving.

However, thinking that this would cause some unnecessary trouble, I gave up the plan. There was nothing good in it.

But that black coat was not bad and could be given away, even if it was torn apart and used for something. But she was a little hesitant, should she give it to Tao Ran or Luo Jiatong?

Who does Fang Yantang have a better relationship with?

Let's give it to Tao Ran. If it were given to a "love rival", the other party would also feel weird.

Soon, Lin Wei stopped worrying about this "little trouble" because Luo Jiatong came to her door.

When she came out of the room, a book was thrown at her. Lin Wei covered her head and looked at Luo Jiatong, who was coming towards her angrily with confusion.

"What are you doing? Let me go."

Before she could finish her words, Lin Wei's hair was grabbed by the other party.

"It's you, right? It's you who had my poem deleted, isn't it you?" Luo Jiatong pulled her hair with one hand and grabbed Lin Wei's arm with the other. He was so strong that he wanted to claw his way into her flesh. .

Lin Wei instinctively grabbed her hand and said angrily: "Let go first and talk to her if you have anything to say." She never expected that she would start talking to a little girl out of nowhere.

But Luo Jiatong obviously couldn't calm down and grabbed Lin Wei's hair: "You know clearly, you know who it is written to, how can you be so bad? Wuwu——"

Lin Wei had never met Shi Jingchen, but This did not prevent her from hating this person from the bottom of her heart.

He is a philanderer, a libertine, a man who thinks differently, a man who attracts bees and butterflies, and a man who has everything he wants. He is completely a vixen with no moral virtues. At this moment, Lin Wei, who had her hair pulled out, used all the bad words to say to him.

What a charm, does he think he is Jia Baoyu?

Lin Wei tried hard to save her hair. Regarding this unreasonable disaster of passively pulling out her hair, she almost said angrily: "Listen to me, your poem is really not suitable for publication now-"

"You don't have to quibble, you You're just jealous of me!" Luo Jiatong pulled Lin Wei's hair and shouted, "Do you know how hard I worked for publishing? It's all ruined by you, wuwu——"

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old Girls, at an age when love is the most important thing, can brave hardships and obstacles for the sake of great love. All those who stop them are vicious villains and heinous bad guys.

"No, you can't just look at the present, you have to think about the future -"

"I trust you so much and show you the manuscript, you are going too far!"

Lin Wei: "..."

After a series of deficiencies, Lin Wei would Er was also angry and grabbed the other person's hair with his backhand: "It's almost done, let me go quickly."

"I won't!"

"Let go!"

"Why?" Luo Jiatong held on tighter.

The two grasped each other's "vital points" and struggled smoothly, like two calves with their heads on their heads, staring at each other, neither of them willing to give in.

This was what Fang Mobai saw when he opened the door.

He stunned for two seconds, and then leaned on the door with both hands, looking at the lively look: "Oh -this woman's fighting is really a little technical, either scratching people or hair." He was surprised on his mouth. , full of ridicule, not meant to start a fight at all.

Lin Wei was fine, but Luo Jiatong's face turned red.

"You - you... you bully people." Luo Jiatong stamped his foot, let go of his hand in embarrassment and grievance, and then cried "Wow".

Fang Mobai was stunned.

Lin Wei was also stunned: "You hit me first, and you're still crying."

"It's obviously you who ruined my business, and then you let your brother laugh at me, wuwu——"

Fang Mobai quickly spread his hands to indicate that he didn't.

Lin Wei glanced at him sideways, pulled her loose hair, and sighed: "Okay, okay, it's my fault. Can we go into the house and talk about it? You have to listen to my explanation."

Finally, Lin Wei picked up the things on the ground. I took Luo Jiatong to the attic with the original manuscript of the poetry collection. The bedroom was too messy and inconvenient.

"If I really had bad intentions, I would prevent you from publishing at all, and I wouldn't delete a few of your poems." Lin Wei picked up the drawing paper that fell on the ground and quietly blocked the sketch of the handsome guy on it, "This doesn't do anything to me. No matter how bad I am, I won't do anything harmful to others. "

You are doing this for Brother Jingchen." Lin Wei's explanation failed to convince Luo Jiatong.

It's Shi Jingchen again. Lin Wei's forehead jumps when she hears this name.

"Him? I don't know where he is now. I don't even remember what he looks like..."

"Liar, you are just-"

Lin Wei interrupted her: "You are not a child anymore, are you? Do you really have no idea what the situation is? Why did you hide those poems in the poetry collection? You actually understand the risks, right, but you keep taking chances."

Luo Jiatong was stunned for a while . After moving twice, there was no rebuttal and finally it became quiet.

Lin Wei finished cleaning up and pulled a chair to her: "I originally wanted to tell you, but I was sick a few days ago and forgot about it for a while."

It wasn't that she forgot, but she didn't expect anyone to tell Luo Jiatong, and she didn't expect anyone to tell Luo Jiatong. I wonder what her cheap uncle is thinking? Just sold her.

Luo Jiatong sat down silently, lowered his head and murmured to himself: "Why? The world is obviously so big, why can't it even accommodate a few poems?"

Lin Wei was stunned for a moment, looking at her appearance, a little unbearable: " Well said, don't say it next time, especially don't say it outside."

Luo Jiatong raised his head and looked at Lin Wei with dissatisfaction: "You have changed, you were not like this before." He is the one who talks the least, and they all stop him from the side.

"The situation is stronger than the people. If you can't beat it, join in. While protecting yourself, you can also protect your family and friends." Lin Wei sat in front of her and said earnestly, "You are so good at writing and eloquent. If I were you Just join the Revolutionary Committee. Don’t those people love to criticize others?”

“Revolutionary Committee?” Luo Jiatong looked at her with a confused expression.

Um?

Lin Wei looked at her confused look and suddenly realized that there might not be a Revolutionary Committee at the moment.

Lin Wei had actually expected that if Fang Lianxin refused to leave, she would find a way to join the Revolutionary Committee. With her high school education and her painting skills, she should be able to successfully enter the Revolutionary Committee and do propaganda inside. , the rest depends on her performance.

She will grab anyone's pigtails and pull the tiger's skin to raise the banner of anyone who puts a blame on her.

It would be best if people like Li Chuan could steal the chicken but lose the rice.

However, her composition is difficult to pass, and whether she can get in or not is still a matter of debate.

"What I mean is that difficulties are temporary. How to protect yourself and your family is the most important. Keep hope in your heart and wait for the day when the clouds clear, but before that, don't get yourself involved."

A girl of this age Very easy to coax. Although he is stubborn and has a straight temper, he has a simple personality, is very easy to brainwash (no), and is easy to communicate with.

This is Lin Wei's specialty, instilling some knowledge into Luo Jiatong, hoping it will be of some help to her in the future.

Fang Mobai was standing at the entrance of the attic. Lin Hanzhi was worried and asked him to come upstairs and listen.

He didn't hear them arguing, so he left with peace of mind. He had no experience in causing fights between girls, only experience in watching the excitement.

When he went downstairs and saw Lin Meng surrounding his mother begging for something, he immediately knew what was going on.

His cousin was reincarnated, and nine times out of ten, she was the one who complained to Luo Jiatong.

When he got closer, Fang Mobai finally saw clearly that what she was holding was his sister's coat.

Lin Meng happily put the clothes on herself, stretched out her arms happily and said, "I'm just saying, this clothes is too big for Tangtang to hold up. You see, I wear it just right."

The smile on Lin Hanzhi's face was a little forced, and she said Mo Bai looked at her with doubts, and she coughed: "Xiaomeng, you--"

"Aunt, you told Ah Tang to lend me clothes for two days, and I will send them back to her in two days." When others refused, Lin Meng left happily.

Fang Mobai looked at the other party's figure jumping out: "Mom - why did you let her wear Tangtang's clothes? Are you not afraid of her making trouble? She is just sick."

Lin Hanzhi also trembled in her heart. She has never been afraid of anyone. The only one who can hold her back is her daughter. She will cry if she speaks a few words more, and becomes depressed and sick if she is scolded more harshly. She has a headache and says: "I asked her to wear it. She took it herself." I want to go to see the boy. You heard that she said she would come back in two days.

"Do you think she can come back?" Fang Mobai didn't believe it.

Lin Hanzhi was a little unsure: "Didn't Tangtang say that she wanted to give away her clothes? She wouldn't care about it like that..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fang Yantang's voice came from upstairs -

"Mom...where's my coat?"

Fang Mobai hugged her. He held his chest and snorted twice through his nose. You can see it.

Lin Hanzhi's heart skipped a beat unconsciously when she heard her daughter's voice, this debt collector.

Lin Meng had already happily exited the small foreign-style building. The sun was setting, twilight was rising, and the light outside had dimmed.

She walked home humming a song, completely unaware of the people following her.

Li Chuan stared gloomily at the figure rushing into the sunset.