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150. The dislocation of life (seven)(2/2)

"Who said no..."

"Tsk tsk."

“Tsk tsk…”

The college entrance examination is not as usual. Every household must have a child who is about to take the college entrance examination or has already taken the exam. This makes it very easy to bring in. When the thought of their children being frustrated with this kind of grievance, they immediately arouse their indignation.

What an immoral thing is to harm the future of their children for their own children?

It's really unethical!

The Cha family is quite rich and runs the only convenience store in the village. The villagers did not dare to offend him in person, so they secretly poured feces on the door in the middle of the night. The original door of the Cha family was a large mahogany door, and there were two brass lions on the head of the hand. Even the mane was carved clearly and majestic. It was the pride of the Cha family. It seemed that after walking out of the mahogany door, the waist was a little harder.

But when I woke up in the morning, Cha's mother was so angry that she cursed on the spot. The door was eye-catching and golden, and the lower half was not visible. The smell was so pickled that it was so scented that it was so scented that it was so scented that it was closed in the room. A bunch of flies surrounded me in a noisy way, and it was hard to wash off the things on my head. It was placed there like a unique medal. Fortunately, Kou Qiu went to the provincial capital to prove this thing the day before, so he did not suffer this.

Cha's mother held the water pipe and rushed, rushing while cursing.

"I don't know which shameless turtle is, you're dirtying your grandma's door! It's not a good thing to hide!"

If Fang Yang hadn't been there, the first thing she suspected was this boy. But he was not at home. After checking his mother beat the door for a long time, she didn't see any movement inside. She knew in her heart that it was done by other people in the village. She didn't work that day. She put her hands on her hips and scolded them from door to door, without saying a name, but she raised her voice and scolded those who deliberately ruined her door.

Most of the villagers watched the fun, and some even smiled and hugged melon seeds while listening to her scolding, but no one went up to persuade her. In the end, the old man who usually bought a lot of things couldn't stand it and said, "You still have the face to scold others, why don't you think about what you did first? Fang Yang's scores are replaced, and he is so embarrassed to say it!"

I checked the mother's trait.

She finally realized that she seemed to offend the villagers when she changed her grades. But then it doesn’t matter if she gave them anything. Why did she worry about eating carrots?

"Fang Yang didn't even say it myself," she sneered, "What are you all pretending here?"

The old man shook his head.

"Fang Yangxiao, I don't care about you, but how can I not vent my anger for others after seeing him?" He said, "This is too unethical. Even if I go out, I will be stabbed by someone! - Since you have done it, you should not be straightened up and be a human being!"

Although he was old, his eyes were not dazzled, and he saw a car coming from the other side from afar. The old man took a step back and yelled at his mother's mouth.

"Don't you want Fang Yang?"

"No, here it's here."

Cha's mother turned around suddenly and saw the familiar off-road car coming over. She didn't get much bumpy when walking such dirt roads. Her forehead pounded, stared at the car, and watched the people in the car open the door.

The first one to come out was Kan Jun.

The man's face was still calm, with shiny black leather shoes on the yellow ground, holding a cigarette in his hand, a little light was clearly extinguished, and a small piece of smoke spread out. Kou Qiu followed him and saw this posture, he was a little stunned, "What are you doing, come in a team to welcome him?"

He smiled and called out, "Three Grandpa, Uncle Liu, Aunt."

Several people felt sorry for him and quickly agreed.

"Why."

Kou Qiu then turned his gaze to Cha's mother, and he was still smiling, ridiculously not looking in his eyes, "Auntie is here too?"

Cha's mother looked at him, then looked at the man who stood silently behind him and was smoking, gritting his teeth.

"Fang Yang," she said, "Come here, I have something to tell you."

Kan Jun spit out a thin smoke ring and didn't say anything.

Kou Qiu nodded at him and followed.

"What's the matter?"

Cha's mother stomped her feet hard, and didn't want to talk to him about those false things anymore, "Just tell me, how much is OK?"

Kou Qiu seemed to be listening to a fantasy, "Ah?"

"I'll give you money," Cha's mother's voice was cold and hard, "I'll give you tens of thousands of dollars. Even if you go to college, you can't make that much money - think about it carefully."

Kou Qiu smiled.

"Auntie," he said, "do you think I'm short of money?"

Cha's mother also sneered, "Fang Yang, don't forget that your grandfather is still sick! His examination does not require any money? Tell me about it with a customer who I don't know where to ask for it. If I don't pursue this matter, I can give you some money. You won't throw your grandfather aside for your own college, right?"

Speaking of Grandpa Fang, Kou Qiu's original smile completely disappeared. He looked at the middle-aged woman who seemed to be very confident in front of him for a while, and suddenly turned around and called Kan Jun.

"Uncle Kan!"

The man wiped out the smoke from his hands, walked over with his long legs, and his eyes were heavy.

"Um."

Kou Qiu pulled the corner of his clothes and pointed at Cha's mother as wronged as a child complaining to the adults. "Uncle Kan, aunt said that as long as I don't pursue it, she can give me my grandfather's money for treatment!"

Anyway, I complained to my old attacker and there was nothing to be polite. Kou Qiu raised his head with a gaze, which was very pitiful.

Kan Jun nodded.

He slowly took out his wallet from his suit pocket. The wallet was well-made and looked like something valuable. When he opened it, there were more than a dozen hundred-dollar bills and four or five bank cards.

At this time, bank cards were not fully popular, and many places used passbooks. My mother knew the thin cards and knew that one of them could save a lot of money, so her eyes widened.

The man handed over the wallet, like handing over something ordinary.

"Hold it." He said without any refusal.

Kou Qiu held it and glanced at it again.

"Forty thousand," said Kan Jun. Yun Danfeng lit a cigarette again and spit out a deep sip of smoke, "pocket money."

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