The cold and ruthless school bully's school god, Xiaojiaofu

It was dark when the scene got up, and he slept all day.

He lay on the bed hugging the quilt for a while, but he couldn't remember who sent him back, and even changed his clothes.

Downstairs was the sound of crackling firecrackers. When I was brushing my teeth, I looked downstairs. A bunch of kids bought firecrackers and they were setting off. It was quite lively.

The area where he lives is in the school district, and there are many children.

When I was changing clothes, I raised my stomach, the bruise seemed to be darker, I tidied up and went downstairs to buy some medicine to smear on it, the downstairs was bustling, Bian Jing bought the medicine and was not in a hurry to go back.

Sitting by the flower bed and watching the children set off firecrackers, the girls are holding gypsophila stars, and the little stars are so beautiful on New Year's Eve, I want to go up and set one on the side scene.

Touch your pocket, no money, give up.

When Xie Ting arrived, he saw Bian Jing smiling like an idiot, watching those little kids firing cannons.

How could anyone laugh so silly.

He was so excited that he still held his stomach and continued to laugh. When Xie Ting walked in front of him, the eyes of Bian Jing burst into tears, and he looked up at him with tears in his eyes, and said in surprise: "Brother Ting, why are you here?"

Xie Ting passed the thermos forward and said, "Secretary Yu has packed too much. I guess you haven't eaten. She asked me to bring it over."

Secretary Yu's original words were: "There are too many dumplings."

Xie Ju has always been frugal, and said, "Put it in the refrigerator, I'll eat it tomorrow."

Xie Ting: "I don't eat anything overnight."

Xie Ju said: "Yes, you are the only one who is delicate and a man, tsk..."

Xie Ting ignored his provocation: "My classmate eats."

So, Secretary Yu hurriedly packed a large portion of dumplings and asked Xie Ting to deliver the meal.

Xie Ting didn't know why, so he came out and walked near the school, only to see the side view looking at people laughing like a fool, could it be that he drank fake wine again?

"Ah, thank you, Aunt Yu." Bian Jing was flattered, he had never met Secretary Yu, but Secretary Yu had favored him twice, the quilt that was exactly the same as Xie Ting, and the New Year's Eve dumplings tonight.

Bian Jing asked Xie Ting to go upstairs to sit, but Xie Ting is very sensitive to that room now, he doesn't want any uncontrollable things to happen again.

He said coldly: "You can eat here, and I will take the bowl back when I finish eating."

"Oh, good."

It was only when Xie Ting saw Bian Jing that he remembered the purpose of the meal.

He wanted to find out if Bian Jingzhi knew what he had done to him yesterday, and for what purpose he acted like that, which caused him to have a physiological reaction.

"yesterday, you......."

This dumpling is stuffed with coriander and pork, Bian Jing's favorite coriander, he eats it with relish, he eats one less than one, he will eat very slowly when he encounters delicious food.

The salty rice dumplings that Xie Ting peeled were the same, as were the dumplings made by Secretary Yu himself.

With a dumpling in his mouth, Bian Jing asked, "Yesterday? What happened yesterday?"

After the dumplings were spat out, Bian Jing couldn't wait to ask, "Do you know who sent me back yesterday?"

"Crackling..." Xie Ting felt that a string in his head was broken.

it is as expected,

He still hoped that a drunk would remember something!

Bian Jing didn't even know who sent him home, and he hoped that he would remember what happened next.

The school tyrant's complexion was not good, and he said a name indiscriminately: "Sent by Yue Yang."

Bian Jing spooned another dumpling, this time he ate dumplings, full of soup, sprayed a few drops, after Bian Jing swallowed it, he said: "Yue Yang sent it, then I have to thank him well, I was drunk yesterday, it should be enough to torment people."

The school bully sneered in his heart, thinking, you are not only torturing, you are torturing people!

Xie Ting's complexion was not good, Bian Jing saw it and asked, "Why do you have such a bad complexion?"

Xie Ting asked coldly: "Are you going to thank Yueyang so much?"

Bian Jing thought for a while and said, "Continue to copy his homework next year, with a monthly subscription."

The school bully thought it over, he didn't need this kind of remuneration, and his grades were not bad, so let Bian Jing continue to misunderstand.

"Brother Ting, I'm done eating. I'll go up and wash the dishes before I come down. Wait for me." Bian Jing said while holding the thermos.

Xie Ting nodded.

Bian Jing ran upstairs quickly, ready to take out the bowl and wash it, but saw a red envelope in the bag, Bian Jing took it out, and saw that it said: Brother Jing, Happy New Year.

Bian Jing stood by the sink, smiling like he was just downstairs watching people set off firecrackers, like a fool.

Put the red envelope back in the drawer, he didn't prepare the red envelope in the house, mainly because he didn't expect someone to give it to him.

Putting down the bowl, he quickly went downstairs again, went to 7-11 to buy a stack of red envelopes, and picked the best-looking one, looking from a distance, Xie Ting was still sitting by the flower bed.

Hurry up upstairs, put 200 yuan in, and on the cover, imitate Xie Ting's handwriting: "Brother Ting, Happy New Year."

On New Year's Eve, he received the first and only blessing red envelope.