Only getting rich + episode

What did he trigger to die! ! ?Ji Mingran was flustered, and quickly observed his body, except for the lipstick stains on his hands, there was nothing unusual.

Could it be... She raised her hand and couldn't help trembling, but why was she okay?The brisk footsteps are getting closer and closer, the singing girl seems to be in a hurry, and the singing is getting faster and closer.

"Throw, throw, throw the handkerchief, gently put it behind the kid, don't tell him..."

Ji Mingran's breathing was heavy, and her feet seemed to have nails. She hurriedly squatted down and wiped her hands with the man's shirt, but found that the lipstick couldn't be wiped off no matter how much she wiped——

Chapter 84 Only Bao Fu & Firewood

The girl walked up to Ji Mingran, and there were beautiful red bows tied on the two shofar braids. The edges of the ribbons were golden, and they looked like they were newly bought, worn on the first day.

Ji Mingran withdrew his hand from the corpse, looked at her immature face and moved his lips, but didn't dare to say a word.The girl's sweet voice hit Ji Mingran's back, "You are also a new teacher! Are you lost?"

Ji Mingran nodded, her fingers clenched into her sleeves, the girl didn't even look at the corpse on the ground, she suddenly pulled up Ji Mingran's hand, her fingers were speckled with red, and the red and white look pretty, "Teacher's If your hands are dirty, come into my house and wash them!"

Can you refuse?able?

The next second, Ji Mingran was held by the girl's hand, and suddenly he was able to move.Well, you can't.

The girl's home is a courtyard surrounded by earth walls, three houses are next to each other on the west, a single house is on the north, a large open space is piled with tattered tables, chairs and straw mats, and the kitchen is on the east. storehouse.The furnishings in the house are extremely cramped, half a step into the door is the kang, and the wall on the right side is a peeling and decayed wooden shelf, on which there are many gadgets, which look like someone else has broken it and rebuilt it.

"My grandpa went to pick up the trash. He must be very happy to see the teacher when he comes back."

The girl came in with a washbasin of water, the porcelain at the bottom of the washbasin had been polished and cleaned, leaving only circles of black background, she handed Ji Mingran a piece of soap, only the size of the palm, a thin piece, There was also a layer of black dirt on it.

Ji Mingran took the soap, suspecting that it might be picked up from the trash, but he dared not use it.

Following the girl's arrangement, the lipstick color on Ji Mingran's hand was actually washed off.She didn't wipe her hands, she just sat on the long bench at the top of the kang and talked to the girl, "Thank you for your hospitality, how do you know I'm a new teacher?"

The girl was sitting on the threshold, and her seemingly inadvertent position blocked Ji Mingran's way out. She tilted her head back and pointed at the man's body outside without hesitation, "That big brother said that."

Ji Mingran felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. She glanced at the table with the kettle on the right side, looked at the girl and asked in a low voice, "Did that brother do something wrong? Why did Yang Yang drive him out?"

A flash of surprise flashed in the girl's eyes, "Teacher! How do you know my name?" Her tone was clearly filled with joy. Ji Mingran stood up, picked up the homework book on the table, shook it and said, "Zhao Yiyang, are you Students in the third grade of elementary school?"

Zhao Yiyang stood up immediately, and wiped her trouser legs twice before taking the homework book. She took the homework book and put it back on the table, and wiped the water stains on the corner of the table again, "Yes, we will start the class next year. I can be promoted to the fourth grade, and my grandfather said that when I reach the sixth grade, he will send me to the town to go to school."

As she spoke, her eyes darkened again, and she didn't know what she thought of, so she quickly grabbed Ji Mingran and asked, "Teacher, will you stay here forever?"

Looking into Zhao Yiyang's bright eyes, Ji Mingran suddenly didn't know how to answer, so he just agreed tactfully, "The teacher will teach seriously."

Suddenly there was a strong wind outside, and it started to thunder. Zhao Yiyang yelled "It's not good" and "It's not good" and rushed to the door, leaving Ji Mingran alone in the house.

Zhao Yiyang's homework books were stacked neatly, each book was wrapped in clean kraft paper, there were no textbooks on the table, but there was a can of ballpoint pens that were almost used up but not thrown away.

Ji Mingran reached out and flipped through several layers, and found that the homework books were arranged according to grades, that is to say, from the first grade to the third grade, she only had such an arm-high homework book. Delicate and tough.

According to common sense, the third grade students are about eight or nine years old, but Zhao Yiyang is obviously twelve or thirteen years old.Looking at her homework grading, she doesn't look like a student who doesn't study hard and is not smart. Ji Mingran sighed secretly. It seems that the teaching conditions here are not generally bad.

It started to rain lightly outside, and Ji Mingran followed quickly, and found that Zhao Yiyang was loading firewood in a basket on the east side of the sheepfold. When she saw Ji Mingran, she began to cry, "Teacher! Teacher! What should we do! Let's split All the firewood we had was soaked, so we couldn’t bring it to school tomorrow.”

The firewood is wet, is it serious?It's summer, why light a fire?

Thinking to himself, Ji Mingran quickly filled the basket, and then brought Zhao Yiyang into the house. Before entering the house, she glanced at the body of the previous contestant, and found that he was still lying there, no one cared about him.

Zhao Yiyang looked extremely agitated, she wiped away the firewood piece by piece with her sleeve, the pile of firewood was freshly split, each piece was of the same length, even in thickness, and the sharp end scratched the back of her hand, she didn't care, He kept saying, "Tomorrow I will be a student on duty, and I have to light the stove. The firewood I prepared is wet, what should I do?"