Chapter 82 Chapter 82

Jia Mingzhang was puzzled: "What's the matter?"

Jia Guoye: "I want your nephew to take Xiaorui to learn for a while, to show him the direction."

"This..."

Jia Mingzhang didn't finish his words, and said with some embarrassment: "It's not that I don't want to help, but I have to give you a heads-up. To be honest, my sister probably won't agree with what you want."

Frowning, Jia Mingzhang looked at Jia Guoye and said: "Xihua cares most about her son's study, and I don't know how much thought she has put into it. She even stopped my nephew from washing the dishes, saying that it would affect his study. Teaching Xiaohuabao to study, this..."

Jia Mingzhang couldn't continue, and he had said it all, and he let Jia Guoye understand that there was little hope for this matter.

"It's okay." Jia Guoye didn't back down, his expression was still relaxed: "I'll give it a try."

Jia Mingzhang smiled, a little helpless and said: "Forget it, anyway, it's come to this, I'll just do as you say."

Jia Guoye wanted to thank him again, but he felt that saying more would not be enough. He was not an emotional person, but now he really felt warm in his heart and didn't know how to express it.

He didn't feel the love from his parents, fortunately, there were others who were willing to be kind to him.

...

Jia Yourui found the missing needle at the foot of the closet in her room. She went to her room to get clothes and saw a little metallic luster in the corner of her eyes.

Jia Yourui was surprised and her heartbeat accelerated.

She suppressed her excitement, squatted down and took a closer look. It was indeed the needle that she had lost before. The size and thickness were the same, there was no mistake.

The heavy stone in Jia Yourui's heart finally fell, and she smiled with relief.

Finally, she could confirm that the needle did not pierce her body.

Picking up the needle carefully, Jia Yourui put it on the ball of yarn in the closet.

After closing the closet, she carried two sets of clothes out of the room and closed the door.

Jia Yourui no longer slept in this room. The room was half-empty. She only came in to put things away. There was only a bare wooden board left on the bed.

She now lives in the same room with Jia Guoye.

Jia Guoye gave her the bed and slept on the floor himself.

...

The experience of being robbed left Jia Yourui with lingering fears.

Although the window in her room had been nailed shut, Jia Yourui didn't dare to sleep alone in the room anymore. She whispered her fear to Jia Guoye.

Jia Guoye tidied up his room, especially the bed. Originally, his bed was just a mat, simple and hard. It didn't matter if he slept on it, but he wouldn't let Xiaorui sleep on the board.

In fact, Jia Guoye was worried about her.

After listening to Xiaorui's words, Jia Guoye vacated his bed for her to sleep on, and slept on the floor.

Jia Guoye lived a rough life, but he was considerate of Jia Yourui. He took a bath and made the bed comfortable for her.

Jia Guoye's room was not big to begin with, and the mat on the floor could only be laid under the table. He stretched out his legs, and both of his calves were restricted between the two table legs. If he moved a little, they would touch the table legs.

...

At night, the moonlight shone in.

Jia Guoye had closed his eyes for a while, he should have fallen asleep.

Jia Yourui on the bed was still awake, she looked at the ground.

Jia Guoye was strong and had long legs, sleeping on a small mat, with almost no space to move.

It felt a little bit hard.

Jia Yourui thought, in fact, it was not impossible for two people to sleep in one bed.

But she didn't have the nerve to say this to Jia Guoye, Jia Yourui blushed immediately, she closed her eyes shyly, thinking about other things, and didn't know when she fell asleep.

But Jia Guoye hardly slept all night.

The person he loved so much was so close to him, so it was no surprise that he suffered from insomnia, and it took him three or four days to adjust.

...

Jia Yourui was no longer bored now. When Jia Guoye went out, she would pick up her study materials to read. Sometimes she would get depressed while reading. She rubbed her eyes, and it was hard to tell whether the moisture in the corners of her eyes was because she was too sleepy to cry, or because she felt wronged and cried because of her own stupidity.

Because there were too many things she didn't understand, the strong sense of frustration made her almost want to give up, but every time she had this idea, Jia Yourui would feel that she was sorry for Jia Guoye.

Guoye had done so much, she had to give him a result, and couldn't let him work in vain.

If she can't pass the exam for the review class, then she can't pass it. Anyway, she didn't study much in her previous life. She didn't go to school again after junior high school. She is not a good student.

Jia Yourui comforted herself in a self-destructive way, with a puffy face. She

was angry because of herself.