Brother Nine

Long Jiu was stunned for a moment, but he still did it.

The moment the teacher took out the clothes from the cabinet and turned around, she was stunned. Seeing Long Jiu's calm and composed face, it was full of worry, which was not the expression she should have at her age at all, as if it was hidden under the skin. There are too many secrets, too many unknowns, too many vicissitudes, as if,,, there is always a transparent protective net, touching it will wake up the leopard inside: Long Jiu: The exquisite eyes flashed with incomprehensible indifference, relief, murderous intent...

Teacher, Dong Xiao, the name of the teacher.

Dong Xiao was obsessed with this expression for tens of seconds. While trying to cover up his turning point, his eyes shifted, "Put it on, or the wound will get wet, and if you don't like it, you will really go to the hospital for treatment." Teacher Dong Xiao said every Long Jiu can see her appearance, she is not a person who is very good at expressing feelings, maybe it is the reason why she has no friends since she was a child! !

Long Jiu's heart throbbing towards Dong Xiao, she is very clear, very happy, very excited, she doesn't know what kind of sustenance it is! !

After Long Jiu changed her clothes, she insisted on going home. The teacher didn't stop her too much. No one could know the situation of each student's home better than her class teacher.

In the end the teacher decided to go back with Long Jiu.

I specially borrowed two sets of raincoats from one of the many female teachers, a male teacher.

After arriving at Longjiu's family, the teacher Dong Xiao finally knew how poor Longjiu's family was.

The two earthen houses are piled up little by little with mud. The grass mud on the top of the house has collapsed after being beaten by wind and rain. The rainwater flows down the plastic layer on the house. The courtyard is extremely muddy, the yard is very large, the yard wall is collapsed and low, and some wood waste is used to push it up, and the yard door is also spliced ​​with wooden boards, which is quite strong.

An old skeleton staggered out of the door on crutches. Long Jiu didn't care about taking care of Dong Xiao who was behind him, so he rushed over to stop his grandma from coming out.

Dong Xiao entered the room. The room was dark and dilapidated, but it was still clean and tidy. There was no light. Obviously, it was because there were a few electronic words left. Inside, there is a single bed, a simple and monotonous bed surrounded by cloth, nothing but quilts, a simple desk made of wooden boards, the mottled stubble on it is a bit thorny, and the middle position It has been polished a little smooth. There are many books on the table, from elementary school to junior high school. They are very new. A corner of the foot of the book has been worn off, which is caused by frequent flipping. It is a simple wooden stool.

Dong Xiao stood in front of the desk with a shawl and hair, his slender fingers scrubbing the desk, imagining the life of Long Jiu.

The old lady moved over with difficulty in her legs and feet, and said in a hoarse old voice, "Are you Jiu'er's teacher?"

Dong Xiao was pulled back by a question.

Responding politely with a smile, "Yes, grandma, I'm here..." Before he could finish speaking, Dong Xiao saw the back of Long Jiu wearing a raincoat and walking out of the courtyard. A big gash was cut across the shoulder, looking at Long Jiu's back, she didn't seem to know it yet! ! ! !

Dong Xiao strode past the old lady, and the old lady turned around and looked outside without knowing why.

The old lady was a little confused because she didn't know about Long Jiu's back injury. Dong Xiao took off his raincoat while running.