Save that control freak [Rebirth]

After Jiang Yanbai's parents died unexpectedly, he lived with his uncle's family, but his father's relatives had no contact.His father is also an orphan, but relatives other than his parents are still living here, but the life information is not well developed now, there is no way to communicate, and he doesn't even know whether he is alive or dead.

At this time, if you want to leave your own city, you have to go to the unit to make a report, when you will go, when you will come back, and what you want to do, you have to explain clearly before it can be approved.

Jiang Yanbai looked up at the stranger, he looked at Rong Bai with an expression that did not belong to his age, Rong Bai felt that his lies would be spotted by Jiang Yanbai.Jiang Yanbai twitched his lips: "If you want to come earlier, you will wait until now?"

Even though he said so, he did not reject people three thousand miles away. Maybe he was really looking forward to having his father's relatives take him out of the current sea of ​​misery when he was still young.It's just that Jiang Yanbai on the correct timeline didn't wait.What Jiang Yanbai was waiting for now was Rong Bai, a liar.

Rong Bai heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that children are really easy to deceive, he raised the corners of his mouth, trying to make his smile look more sincere and gentle: "Your father only said that he was going to Hezhou, we didn't know he was coming to Rongcheng .The family is also busy, and I can't get away. I only have time to come here recently."

Just when Rong Bai showed a smile, Jiang Yanbai's little face turned red, but he sternly said, "I don't believe it."

At this time, the school's preparatory bell rang, and there were still 10 minutes before class.

"Boss, here are two meat buns, and another steamed bun." Rong Bai paid the money to the boss. At this time, the packaging was not a plastic bag, but a paper bag. The boss picked it up and handed it over, and Rong Bai took the paper bag It was given to Jiang Yanbai again.

The buns nowadays are very conscientious, two for five cents, and each one is as big as a grown man's fist, Rong Bai would be full by himself.But I was worried that Jiang Yanbai would not be enough, so I bought more.

A white flour steamed bun costs only [-] cent, vegetable buns cost [-] cents, meat buns cost [-] cents each, and [-] cents [-] cents.However, few people buy meat buns. People's wages are generally very low now, and there are few self-employed people who do business.If you don't have strong purchasing power, it's not that you can't afford it, it's that you are reluctant to buy it, but parents are not willing to buy it themselves, and some are willing to pay for it for their children.

"I'll pick you up from school at night, let's go eat something good." Rong Bai's eyes were curved, he was good-looking, and others would believe anything he said.Many people say that the heart is more important than the appearance, but it is undeniable that most people still look at the face.

Jiang Yanbai frowned: "I don't want your things." As he said that, he wanted to return the bun to Rong Bai.

"I've given it to you. There's no reason to take it back. I'm leaving first." Rong Bai waved his hand and took a step with his long legs, leaving Jiang Yanbai with a handsome and slender back.

Looking at Rong Bai's back, the boss's daughter-in-law couldn't help but said, "This young man is really handsome."

The boss laughed and scolded: "What's so beautiful, no matter how beautiful it is, won't you marry me, who is not beautiful?"

Jiang Yanbai looked at the buns and steamed buns in his arms, wondering what this strange stranger was going to do—but, if he could eat meat buns, he didn't need to delve into anything else, he didn't even have meat buns to eat during the Chinese New Year!

After Rong Bai left school, he had nothing to do. He had no job and no friends in this place.There wasn't even any kind of activity or game that he liked.Even the so-called nightclubs are just a group of conservatively dressed people casually jumping on the dance floor, or directly dancing ballroom dancing, very pure and innocent.

Recently, Rong Bai's money is all from the safe at home. I don't know why it has become the current currency. Jiang Yanbai seems to be a bit cunning.Not all of his money is in the bank, and there is a lot at home.Therefore, the money in the family is even enough to spend a lifetime without worrying about food and clothing.

Since he had nothing to do, Rong Bai just walked casually on the street. He was not in the mood to observe this city during this time. The most intuitive impression he had of this place was that it was old, dirty, and poor.

This city is not one of the earliest developed cities. It maintains its old appearance, and people's lives are not rich. There are still a few million-dollar households.Material poverty can't stop them from loving life. Wherever Rong Bai goes, he can see neighbors with smiles on their faces soliciting business, or middle-aged people riding bicycles to go to work.

All this has never been seen by Rong Bai. He only exists in the concept of poverty. He was sent to aristocratic schools by his parents since he was a child. The classmates and families around him are all rich. The word "poor" is only in the It's just the symbols you see in the book.

At school, Jiang Yanbai still had to stand and listen to the class as before. He stood at the end of the classroom, holding a book in his hand—this was an order from the class teacher, because Jiang Yanbai got a good grade in the last exam. The class teacher thought it was a result of his cheating, and Jiang Yanbai did not admit or admit his mistakes, so he was not allowed to sit in class this semester.

Day after day, even though Jiang Yanbai was young, he also felt that this kind of life was too dark to see the light of day.

"get out of class is over." The class representative shouted.

All the students stood up and said loudly, "Goodbye, teacher."

The elderly math teacher nodded and walked out of the classroom.

"It's time to eat!" The students are like free birds, chirping and gathering together in twos and threes, kneeling on the stools, or sitting, looking at the lunch brought by the students, if the relationship is good You can also share your own lunch together.

Only Jiang Yanbai walked back to his seat. He took out a paper bag from the desk with a blank expression. The other children were lunch boxes prepared by their parents. They had the function of keeping warm, and the food was still warm when they were opened. .But everyone can't afford meat very much. Usually it's just a steamed bun or steamed bun, and a vegetable dish that doesn't have much oil or water is fried for a meal.

Jiang Yanbai took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, it was a little hard, because it didn't taste good when it was cold, but he could taste the meat after one bite.

Jiang Yanbai chewed slowly, but looked out the window, not knowing what he was looking at, nor what he was thinking.

The little girl sitting next to Jiang Yanbai glanced inadvertently, and she saw the meat in the bun skin—even though it was just some minced meat, she couldn't help swallowing, and then she saw Jiang Yanbai's There is also a steamed stuffed bun in the oil paper bag. She is a reserved little girl, but in front of the meat, all modesty is a paper tiger, and it will fall apart when the wind blows.

"Can I change it with you?" The little girl pushed her lunch box over.

There are only stir-fried vegetables in the lunch box, and only a little bit of oil can be seen. The staple food is a hard noodle bun.This portion is only enough for the little girl to eat half full.

Jiang Yanbai glanced at her, then put the oil paper bag back on the desk: "No change."

The little girl's eyes turned red, but she still persevered: "Then I'll give you all of mine, can you give me half a bun?"

Jiang Yanbai looked at the meat bun in his hand, then at the pathetic box of vegetables, and refused again: "Not good."

"Why are you like this..." the little girl whispered, she sniffed, and then began to eat steamed buns with a glass of cold water.

Just when the little girl thought that Jiang Yanbai would definitely not exchange with her, she saw a small half of the buns put in her lunch box, but this was not half of the meat buns, but a quarter, but there were vegetables inside There is meat, oil and salt.The little girl turned her head to look at Jiang Yanbai.

Jiang Yanbai's face did not change, and he still had the expression of bitterness and hatred: "Eat."

Although he was young, he carried an unquestionable tone.

"What are you doing?" The male students in the class suddenly saw it, and came over curiously, only to find that Jiang Yanbai was eating meat buns. The little girl next to Yanbai shouted loudly: "Jiang Yanbai stole the buns! He stole the meat buns! Shameless! He is a thief!"

Jiang Yanbai stood up in an instant. He was small, but his strength was not small. He had a lot of strength despite not being able to eat enough for a long time. He grabbed the boy by the collar and said viciously, "I didn't steal it."

The boy trembled a little with fright, but he still stiffened his neck and said, "You must have stolen it, you usually can only eat half a steamed bun! You didn't steal it, so where did you get the money?!"

"I..." Jiang Yanbai thought for a while, but he didn't know what to call Rong Bai, so he made up one, "My cousin bought it for me!"

"What a fart!" The boy laughed loudly, "Who doesn't know that you only have a cousin, who is as fat as a pig!"

The students around also laughed. The girls were on the other side of the classroom. They disliked these naive boys of the same grade and didn't get involved with boys.The boy smiled and said, "Jiang Yanbai is a bad student! The teacher has already said that he is a bad student!"

In this day and age, what the teacher says is the truth, whoever the teacher says is bad is really bad.

The boy was still embellishing: "He is a thief, and his parents must be thieves too! Dragons make dragons and phoenixes, and the son of a mouse can make holes!"

Jiang Yanbai looked at the classmate who was still chattering while being dragged by his collar. His temples were hurting, and the laughter of his classmates lingered in his ears. Jiang Yanbai couldn't hold back. He raised his fist and waved fiercely at this good student who was held in the palm of the teachers.

"Jiang Yanbai, let go! Let go!" The boy who was being dragged flusteredly waved his hands to resist, he felt pain now.The pain in his cheek and chest spread to his brain, and there was even a tear in his voice.

"Beat someone! Beat someone! Go call the teacher! Jiang Yanbai beat someone! Jiang Yanbai beat Yang Pengpeng!" The boys shouted and laughed and ran to the playground to find the teacher in the office.

They didn't have a sense of justice, nor were they afraid that Yang Pengpeng would be beaten up in any way, but they had the innocence of a child, and a natural love of watching the excitement without taking too much trouble.

The head teacher is a middle-aged man. He is rigid, old-fashioned, wearing an old-fashioned suit, and he is running with the students. When he entered the classroom, what he saw was Jiang Yanbai being pulled away from Yang Pengpeng by his classmates. And Yang Pengpeng's face was covered with bruises and tears from the pain.

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