Uncle Yi couldn't bear it, and glared at Wang Wenjun to warn him not to bully others too much, but Wang Wenjun pretended not to see it, and stared at Zheng Qijun meaningfully, waiting for his answer.

Zheng Qijun lowered his head and was stunned for half a minute. Zhong Yiqiu thought he would keep silent until he left, but he didn't want Zheng Qijun to raise his head and look at the sky. His face showed a fierce and crazy expression, and his eyes were red like a middle-aged man. It was as if he was evil, but his tone was completely opposite, and he cursed lightly, "I believe in ****!"

This sentence of children quarreling and swearing is especially funny when spoken in dialect, but no one can laugh.

Zhong Yiqiu called Fang Kuidong first, made an appointment to ask him to come over, and then went up the mountain to look for Yu Boshan, but he still couldn't find anyone.

Yu Boshan didn't know anyone else here, and he couldn't think of where else he could go. Zhong Yiqiu waited on the mountain until dark and didn't see him back, so he had to go home first.

After the funeral at Yuan Huhu's house was finished the next day, Xiao Ming came back without staying there for dinner at night. Zhong Yiqiu saw the bruises on the corners of his eyes, and then he knew that they had already had a fight.

Xiao Mingye comforted him first, "It's nothing, don't worry, he said he's going out for a while, and he'll be back in a few days."

Zhong Yiqiu asked anxiously, "When did you two fight? I couldn't find him all day yesterday?"

"It was midnight last night."

Zhong Yiqiu was really speechless, these two people actually made an appointment in the middle of the night, did they want to kill each other when the moon was dark and the wind was high?

"Does it hurt?" Zhong Yiqiu poked him in the face, it was the first time he saw Xiao Mingye being beaten like this, he felt both distressed and novel.

"My face didn't hurt, my stomach hurt, and he kicked me."

Xiao Mingye smiled roguely, as if he was bullied outside and went home to file a complaint.

Zhong Yiqiu wasn't worried about Yu Boshan's injury. Based on his relationship with him, he fought Xiao Mingye because he was fighting for him. For these reasons, Xiao Mingye couldn't do anything to him, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it.

But he felt sorry for Xiao Mingye. He was bullied since he was a child, and he developed a strong and vicious ability for self-protection. He didn't suffer any losses in fighting, but now he can only beat and scold for himself.

He lowered his head and did not speak, his long eyelashes drooped down, trembling pitifully with the blinking of his eyes, Xiao Mingye stopped teasing him and said, "Don't think about it, it's nothing."

Zhong Yiqiu really didn't think about anything in his mind, it was a mess and he couldn't figure it out. He tried hard to grasp one thought and analyze it carefully, but he was so confused that he didn't know which one to grasp.

After Xiao Mingye took a bath, Zhong Yiqiu took out safflower oil and pushed the bruises on his back, and smelled a strong smell of smoke on his body, especially cold in the late autumn night.

"Did he tell you something?" Zhong Yiqiu asked.

Xiao Mingye was lying on the bed, his shoulders and back muscles were shiny after being oiled, and he looked vigorous and majestic, and his blood was pumping.

He said lazily, "Who? Yu Boshan? He didn't say anything."

"Whenever you lie, you pretend to be relaxed and talk a lot." Xiao Mingye said in a complaining tone.

Xiao Mingye laughed, "I don't even know."

After finishing speaking, he himself was a little dazed. Many times, Zhong Yiqiu really knew him better than himself. He never paid attention to his habits, what he liked, what he liked to eat, what he was like when he was happy, what he was like when he was angry... he didn't have time She didn't have that kind of thought, but Zhong Yiqiu kept it in her heart bit by bit.

"What did you say?" Zhong Yiqiu forcefully pushed the medicinal oil on his back.

Xiao Mingye snorted comfortably, and said, "He said he didn't doubt our relationship, but he hated me for being selfish, and didn't really love you, and didn't consider you and your parents...Hate me for hurting you..."

Zhong Yiqiu's heart hurt like a needle prick, she leaned on his back and said, "Don't blame him, he is my friend, so I hope everything about me can be perfect."

Xiao Mingye embraced him with his backhand, and said softly, "Qiu'er, I sometimes think about it, I'm too selfish..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhong Yiqiu covered his mouth, as stubborn as losing his temper, "This theory is inherently crooked, if you must say selfish, I am more selfish than you, I love you, and being with you makes me feel happy , happiness, and satisfaction, every day when I open my eyes, as long as I think of us being together, thinking of you loving me so much, and thinking of you belonging to me, I can laugh out loud."

Xiao Mingye's heart was shaken, he turned over and hugged him tightly, Zhong Yiqiu was strangled by his strong arms and couldn't breathe.

"Qiuer—" Xiao Mingye hoarsely said, his tone seemed to be playing tricks, "I would rather be the most selfish person in the whole world than your parents and friends hate me, beat me, or even kill me. I can't let you go."

Zhong Yiqiu really knew him better than Xiao Mingye, for example, even though he was threatening to play tricks at the moment, Zhong Yiqiu knew that he was actually afraid.

"Then let's be a selfish couple together." Zhong Yiqiu said.

——Xiao Mingye, the road is long and obstructive, don't let go.

Zhong Yiqiu wrote in his diary that day.

Yu Boshan just said that he wanted to go far away and left. Zhong Yiqiu knew that he was angry, and he didn't want to see him recently, so he had a one-sided fight with Xiao Mingye, and the anger in his heart flared up, so he simply hid out.

Zhong Yiqiu guessed that he probably wanted to take his anger out on Hu Yan.

Fang Tuttom caught a cold recently, and came here only after he recovered from his illness. Hearing Zhong Yiqiu's introduction that he was going to cure his mental illness, he couldn't laugh or cry.

"You think too highly of me, I can't cure this."

Zhong Yiqiu was also helpless, "Just take a look, she is already like this, and her family is also in a hurry to go to the doctor."

Fang Kuidong really didn't want to watch it, but the person had already come, because Zhou Lvshu invested in Baoshan here, and everyone nearby knew him, so if he refused once, he might pester him again in the future.

"Okay, you go and ask him to bring someone."

Zhong Yiqiu hesitated, he didn't have the courage to go to Zheng Lili's house again.

"Let me go, I just went to the village to do some business." Uncle Yi said.

It was noon, the school was over, Haoyuan came back with a few children, Haozhen rushed over from a distance, "Brother Haoyuan is back!"

It was the first time for Fang Kuidong to see these young monks. Although Zhou Lvshu invited them here, he didn't take much part in the affairs here. Zhou Lvshu arranged for the children to come to school. never seen it.

Zhong Yiqiu introduced them, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "This is Uncle Zhou Lushu's younger brother, Uncle Fang."

It sounded like a tongue twister, but the children laughed and performed the Buddhist ritual seriously.

Fang Kuidong glanced at Haoyuan unintentionally, and nodded.

These children are more or less disabled. Boys are very precious in rural areas. No matter how poor they are, no one is willing to abandon boys. Incomplete and insufficient, the possibility of being discarded is even greater.

Haozhen was born without a cochlea in his left ear, and was discarded by his parents at the gate of the temple one month after he was born. Haoyuan’s weakness lies in his right hand, which grows like a duck’s paw, and the fingers are connected together so that it is not completely useless. Strong but inconvenient to do things, he eats and writes with his left hand.

Among the children, Haoyuan is the oldest, and when life is difficult, he often goes out with his master to beg for alms. To put it bluntly, it is a beggar, but in the eyes of outsiders, it is just a beggar. There is a detached tenacity and maturity.

Haoyuan noticed Fang Tiaodong's subtle eyes, smiled lightly and took the initiative to say: "We are all people with physical defects, Master adopted us, Uncle Zhou gave us a chance, and we will definitely repay it when we grow up."

Fang Kuidong was a little surprised, he didn't expect this little child to have such a conversation and a calm mind, so he no longer evaded, and said directly: "Your hand is a small problem, and it will be cured after surgery."

Although Haoyuan has traveled to many places with his master, he has always been in the countryside, and the biggest place has only been to the county town. Everyone he knows regards him as a born handicap, or sympathizes, despises or ridicules him, and he has already accepted it. Fate, but never thought that one day someone would tell him that you are just a small problem.

After all, he was still a child, Haoyuan opened his mouth wide in shock and could not speak.

Zhong Yiqiu asked: "Really? Where can I get surgery."

Fang Coltsfoot: "We need to do an examination first, which can be done in hospitals in general provincial capitals."

"Great!" Zhong Yiqiu said excitedly, "Can I take him to do it?"

Fang Tiaodong glanced at him and said nothing.

Zhong Yiqiu immediately regretted it, he was so annoyed that he wanted to slap his own mouth.

This is too ridiculous, who can take him there?Surgery costs money, and he has to go to the provincial capital. Haoyuan is just an abandoned child...

He was afraid that Fang Tiaodong would misunderstand that he meant to ask Zhou Lvshu to take him there. After all, he invited the monks and the temple belonged to him... Zhong Yiqiu smiled awkwardly, and explained in a low voice: "Brother Fang, I didn't mean that ..."

"It's okay." Fang Tiaodong patted his arm lightly.

It was after lunch that Zheng Qijun brought Zhou Chunmei over. She tidied up very neatly and put on a new dress, her hair was tied up, and she looked like a normal person when she sat quietly.

Fang Kuidong was a little at a loss, so he could only give her her pulse first, saying that there was no major problem, and then tried to talk to him. Zhou Chunmei seemed to subconsciously avoid people's eyes. People look at each other, and can occasionally answer questions, but once they speak, they can't stop, and they keep thinking about what they are talking about.

Fang Kui Dong put away his things and asked, "Have you been to the hospital?"

"I went to the hospital in the city, and it didn't work for a few days. She kept calling in the hospital, so she was brought back." Zheng Qijun quickly replied.

"I think she is still awake and able to talk. If possible, I suggest you go to a better specialized hospital." Fang Tiaodong suggested.

Zheng Qijun rubbed his hands, and said in embarrassment: "Can the needle be done?"

Everyone knows that Uncle Yi's leg has been healed by acupuncture, and he wants to try him for any disease.

Fang Coltsfoot: "No matter how you treat it, you must first figure out what the cause is, and then decide on the treatment method after finding the cause."

Zheng Qijun's last hope was shattered again, and his shoulders slumped instantly after hearing this.

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