Demon Lord, he wants to be expelled from his teacher every day

Zhou Nian huddled in the padded jacket, his teeth were chattering from the cold, his body trembled uncontrollably, but his eyes remained calm.

She tried to speak, but the muscles in her cheeks seemed to be frozen, and she couldn't open her mouth at all.

Seeing this, the old lady hurriedly said, "Girl, wait for me."

After speaking, he hurried out, and when he came back, he already had a bowl of steaming rice soup in his hand.

The old lady sat on the bed with the soup and fed her spoonful by spoonful.

"Come on, drink some hot soup to warm up your body first, your body will freeze to death after being outside for so long."

Zhou Nian nodded without strength, just took a deep look at her, then opened his chapped lips with difficulty, and drank in small sips.

After eating a bowl of hot soup, Zhou Nian finally felt alive.

However, with the mixture of cold and heat, my head soon began to feel dizzy again.

The old lady saw her discomfort, got up and put down the bowl, then took off her shoes and got on the bed, reaching out and hugging her in her arms.

Zhou Nian's eyes widened suddenly because of her movement.However, in the next second, the old lady was slowly rubbing her arm.

"You've been outside for so long, your muscles and bones are freezing, you have to rub it first, then soak your feet, and sleep well."

Zhou Nian lay softly in her arms.She looked a little helpless, but she didn't resist, allowing the old lady to rub her body little by little.Soon, bursts of heat rose in his body.

Zhou Nian's eyes closed slowly, and fell into a deep sleep in such warmth.

When I woke up again, it was already dark.

The room was very dark, there was no light on, and there was no sign of the old man.

Everything is like a dream.But the warmth on her body reminded her all the time that everything that happened in the morning really happened.

There is still no strength in my body, but it is much better than during the day.She sat up slowly, the quilt slid onto her lap with her movements, and the cold opinion slipped in.

Zhou Nian flinched a bit, but still wrapped her unlined clothes tightly, turned over and got off the bed.

The snow outside has not stopped yet, and a thick layer has been formed on the ground one after another. When the feet step on it, there is a crisp crunching sound.

Standing in the courtyard, Zhou Nian saw that it was pitch black outside, only the lights in the main room were still on.

That grandma should be there.

Zhou Nian hesitated for a moment, but still walked towards the main room.However, as soon as they reached the door, they heard a quarrel.

Zhou Nian stopped in her tracks.

The door was not completely closed, it was only a crack open, Zhou Nian took a few steps forward, and looked in through the crack.

I saw a young woman with a sullen face, slammed the chopsticks in her hand on the table, and said to the grandma: "Are you kidding? You don't know what's going on with our family. How could you come back again?" Raise one more mouth! Mother, you are so confused."

"She's still so young, she can't eat much. And there's no need to buy clothes, so make my clothes smaller for her to wear." The old lady hunched over, her voice flattering.

However, the young woman didn't listen at all, and she became even more resentful, "Is this a matter of eating more food and changing clothes? How much trouble will we have in the future if we raise her one more? Look at her looking sick." I don’t look like a long-lived person at first glance. What if our family dies? Besides, it’s winter and I’m thrown outside alone. Maybe there’s something wrong with me? Mother, I know you’re kind, But you can't pick up all the trash! Tomorrow, tomorrow, let her go..."

Zhou Nian lowered his head and took a step back, his slender eyelashes drooping down, covering the emotions in his eyes.

She didn't listen any more, raised her hand and slowly closed the door tightly, then turned around and walked slowly towards the side room.

Back in the side room, she took off her shoes, climbed onto the bed again, and retracted herself under the quilt.

I don't know what kind of quilt is made of, and it's not comfortable at all, but fortunately, it still has a little warmth.

Zhou Nian buried her head in this bit of warmth and closed her eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, the door was pushed open, and there was a slight "squeak".

Zhou Nian opened her eyes, and through the snowy light outside the house when she opened the door, she saw the figure of the old man.

Bent down, holding a bowl carefully in both hands, he came over and called her softly, "Girl, are you awake?"

Hearing this, Zhou Nian slowly sat up, wrapped in the quilt and looked at her.

The old man smiled, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were squeezed together, looking very kind.

She sat by the bed, handed her the bowl in her hand, and urged: "You must be hungry after sleeping for so long, drink fish soup."

Zhou Nian glanced at her and reached out to take it.The soup is hot, and the warmth flows into the body along the palm of the hand, as if it can iron the heart together.

Zhou Nian said "Thank you" in a low voice, then lowered his head and drank.

It was a very large bowl, with a complete skeleton lying on the bottom of the bowl, and chopped green onions floating on the soup.The taste is a little bland, it should be boiled again with water, but she still nodded and replied in a low voice: "It's delicious."

"Then drink more." The old lady laughed and raised her hand to stroke her hair.

"Suffering at such a young age."

Zhou Nian's hand holding the soup trembled slightly, but he didn't say anything. He just buried his head lower and drank a bowl of fish soup.

Day two.

When Zhou Nian opened her eyes, the old man was already awake, sitting beside her, squinting and sewing something.

Seeing Zhou Nian woke up, the old lady raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, and asked, "Sleep for a while?"

Zhou Nian shook his head, put on his tattered clothes, and said to the old man, "Thank you for saving me, but I have to go."

Hearing this, the old lady put down her work and sat up, "It's freezing outside, where are you going?"

Zhou Nian didn't say a word and fell silent.

Seeing this, the old lady handed the cloth in front of her, raised her hand and touched her head, "I'm not going anywhere, just stay here with grandma. This cloth was bought by my son on his birthday last year." , I’m getting old, so I won’t waste it, I just used it to make new clothes for you. Now that you’re gone, who are you going to wear this clothes for?”

Zhou Nian's eyes fell on the cloth in the old man's hand, a blue-patterned earthen cloth.It was obviously not worn by her age, but she felt that if the clothes were made by the old man, they must be very beautiful.

but……

Zhou Nian hesitated for a while, but still shook his head.

The old lady put down the cloth in her hand angrily, and ignored her again.He just got up and fetched hot water for her to wash, then found her a piece of his own clothes to put on, and took her to the main room.

The Zhou family is all there, preparing to eat.

Zhou Nian consciously didn't serve the table, just took a steamed bun and stood aside and ate slowly.The old lady asked her to sit down several times, but Zhou Nian silently refused.

Zhou Shi looked at her from the side, her face finally not so ugly.

Because of the old lady's resistance, she didn't make it until she put on the winter clothes that the old lady made for her.

Zhou Nian knew the difficulty of the old man, so he was very winking.Not only tried to reduce the sense of presence, but also took the initiative to help Zhou's laundry and cooking. Zhou's cursing stopped for a few days.

One day, she was lighting a fire in the kitchen, when she vaguely heard Mrs. Zhou and the old lady say: "This girl is pretty good, she eats little and has winks."

The old lady answered immediately: "Yes, this child is very likable."

Mrs. Zhou laughed, with a bit of calculation in her tone, "Mother, it's not impossible if you want her to stay, but you can't eat and live for free, right. Why don't you stay and be a child bride for Zhao'er, our family's conditions Originally, it was difficult to marry a wife, but now it is not killing two birds with one stone."

Zhou said this proposal with confidence, thinking that the old lady would definitely agree, but the old lady didn't answer her words.

He just said: "The girl is still young, if she is older, ask the girl what she means."

When Zhou heard this, he felt the fire rising above his head.

"What does she mean? What else can she mean? Look at her dejected look. I feed her, live in her for nothing, and let her marry Zhao'er in the future. This is a great blessing." What does she mean? Pooh, a bastard who doesn’t know where she came from, you really treat her as a treasure, you ask what she means? I still want to ask Zhao’er what she means, if her family is not poor, how can she He is worthy of my son."

The old lady's voice gradually died down amid Zhou's series of questioning.

After a long time, she heard a very low voice, "I'd better ask."

Zhou snorted coldly, didn't speak any more, got up and went back to the room, and slammed the door loudly.

At night, Zhou Nian and the old lady slept in the same bed as usual.

The old lady put her feet on her belly, warmed her, and patted her on the back to lull her to sleep.

Seeing the old man's preoccupied appearance, Zhou Nian moved closer silently and leaned on her shoulder, "Grandma, do you have something to say?"

The old lady hesitated for a moment, then smiled wryly, and asked her, "Girl, would you like to stay with us?"

Zhou Nian got closer to her, raised his arms and hugged her, "Yes."

The old lady paused, "Do you like our Zhao'er?"

Zhou Nian didn't answer immediately, but buried his head in the old man's neck and closed his eyes.

The figure of the pale boy appeared in his mind.

Zhou Nian went to deliver meals to him several times.Under the dim oil lamp, his figure was as thin as a piece of paper, slantingly reflected on the wall.His complexion is pale, his eyes are bluish, but his lips are abnormally red. He looks like an evil mountain spirit trapped in a painting.

Zhou Nian handed him the bowl, and he stretched out his thin and slender hand to take it, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, showing a light smile, his voice seemed to be soaked in finely crushed ice, "Thank you."

"Don't you like it?" came the old man's voice, pulling her out of the memories.

Zhou Nian blinked, his pupils became lively, and replied: "I like it."

After hearing the answer, the old man seemed not as happy as she imagined. After a while, he raised his hand and touched her head, saying, "Okay, that's good, girl."

Zhou Nian stayed in Zhou's house like this.

The years that followed suddenly sped up.

Zhou Nian grew up little by little, the clothes on his body were still worn out, but they were washed clean.People are also growing up gradually, and their appearance is already good at a young age.

In these pictures, Zhou Nian is with the elderly most of the time.

The old man sat on the bed and sewed winter clothes, and she put the needle and thread on.The old man cooks, and she lights the fire in front of the stove.When the old man fell asleep, she would sit lightly at the table, patching up the bodhisattva broken by Mrs. Zhou...

Of course, in addition to the old man, there is also Zhao Zhao in the picture.

The young man was in poor health. He lay in bed reading every day and rarely went out.

Zhou and his wife were about to go to the fields, so the job of taking care of him naturally fell on Zhou Nian, and the two of them gradually became familiar with each other.

Although the two don't talk often, the boy often reads to her, which is also the most communication between the two.

Every time the meal was delivered, Zhou Nian would sit on the stool beside the bed, put his chin on his hands, and look at the boy on the bed.

The dim light melted on the boy's body, but he was still as white as a painting.Holding the book in her slender hands, her voice is clear and light, like the first snow in winter on her heart.

"Guan Guan Jujiu, in Hezhizhou, a slender lady, a gentleman is a good man."

"How can I get the weeds? Talk about the back of the tree. May the words and Sibo make me feel sick."

"Walking again and again, parting with the emperor. We are separated by more than ten thousand miles, and each is at the end of the world."

……

Most of the time, the boy reads the poem Zhou Nian is incomprehensible, but the boy's voice seems to have magic power, and he can feel the sadness and joy in the poem just by his emphasis when reading.

That day, the young man read "Ji Twelve Lang Wen" with a loud voice, but with unspeakable sadness.

"One is at the edge of the sky, and the other is at the corner of the earth. When I am born, my shadow does not depend on my form. When I die, my soul does not connect to my dream. I really do it, so why not! pole……"

After reading the last word, he sighed softly and turned to look at Zhou Nian.

The little girl was still sitting obediently, her eyes fell on the kerosene lamp beside her, her dark eyes were as cold and calm as usual, but her eyelashes were a little wet.

The boy was stunned for a moment, and there was a bit of regret in his voice, "You should study."

Hearing this, Zhou Nian raised her head, gave him a faint smile, got up and began to clean up the dishes.

Needless to say, they all knew that this was impossible.

After tidying up, Zhou Nian did not go out immediately as usual, but held the empty bowl in his arms, hesitated, and said to the young man, "Brother Tingzhao, teach me."

□□Zhao looked at her, his eyes brightened by the lights in the room.

He smiled and replied, "Okay."

That smile was so dazzling that Zhou Nian almost avoided his gaze in a panic, even forgot to say thank you, then turned and walked out.

The charm has not yet dispersed, just stepped out of the door, and saw Mrs. Zhou coming back from the outside.

Seeing her, Mrs. Zhou frowned immediately, "Why is Zhao'er only eating now? Are you being lazy again?"

Zhou Nian shook her head hastily, before she could speak, she saw Zhou Shi strode over and slapped her heavily on the back.

"If you dare to be lazy, see if I don't kill you."

Zhou Nian nodded expressionlessly, turned around and sent the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen.

After staying in the Zhou family for so long, she has already seen clearly what the Zhou family is like.

He is mean and vicious, but he likes to put on a hypocritical appearance outside to gain a good reputation.

Like now, hitting her would never be on the face or arms, or ordering her to work outside.Every time he went out, he held her hand with a doting face, as affectionate as a mother and daughter.

And Uncle Zhou, with a cowardly personality, always agrees with the Zhou family. Although he never expresses it on the surface, he treats her pretty well.

Zhou Nian knew that it was difficult for her to be in the Zhou family, so she tried her best to reduce her sense of existence and never argued with Zhou's couple. She thought that she could live a peaceful life by doing so.

however……

That day when she got up at night, she was afraid of disturbing the old lady, so she opened the door lightly and walked out.

However, when he opened the door, he saw that Uncle Zhou was still asleep, sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard with a pipe in his mouth, smoking slowly.

Hearing movement, he looked up.

The eyes of the two met like this, and Zhou Nian looked at him from calm to scrutinizing to complicated.

An unspeakable weirdness in my heart.

She lowered her head and nodded hurriedly as a greeting, then hurried towards Dongsi.

After she finished urinating, she was about to go out.However, as soon as she reached the door, her eyes suddenly darkened, and then a thick hand tightly covered her mouth and nose, and dragged her in again.

Zhou Nian struggled desperately, but those hands were too big, even covering her eyes.

She couldn't see anything, she could only smell the thick and foul smell of tobacco on the man's body.

"Well……"

Zhou Nian wanted to scream, but as soon as he uttered a sound, someone grabbed his neck severely.

The other hand moved away from her face, and then slipped inside her clothes.

The air was getting less and less, Zhou Nian's mind was blank, suffocation and pain were mixed, tearing her memory fiercely.

The nauseating touch gradually coincided with a pair of rough palms.

She seems to have returned to that dark life.

The soldiers who broke in had their swords pierced through their bodies, dripping with blood.

All the female relatives were locked in narrow prison cars.

Where are you going to be sent?

Her mother knelt in the car, begging the soldiers around her.

She watched the dirty hands touch her mother's body.

Then in exchange for her freedom.

Nausea.

Stomach churned, Zhou Nian wanted to vomit, but he couldn't even bow his head, he could only make a heart-piercing sound from his throat, and was quickly suppressed.

Zhou Nian opened his eyes in a dazed and helpless way, and there was darkness in front of him.

Just when she thought she would be strangled to death by a man here.

Suddenly she heard an angry voice.

"what are you doing?"