He said he was serious about going back to school, and it had always been his dream to continue studying. In his previous life, he didn't finish high school, so he dropped out of school for various reasons and didn't continue to study.

Later, when Qin Feng became rich, there were so many good-looking people who could hook up with each other, both men and women. In the first two years, he still hadn't given up, and he was angry with Qin Feng.

The eldest sister of the Qin family loves to say to him that you don't look at yourself in the mirror, he is a college student, how do you compare with others?

He completely forgot that if Qin Feng hadn't been ruthless to get Qin Feng out, he would still be a top student whose teacher in that school expected him to pass the exam and win glory for the county.

After really making a fuss twice, Qin Feng learned to behave himself. Regardless of whether there were people outside, he would not let him know anyway, and he would hide it from him to death.

Later, eldest sister Qin's son grew up, and Qin Feng felt that both of them had suffered enough from being uneducated, so he wanted to send his eldest nephew to a university for further study.

But their Qin family didn't have that gene, and they were not suitable for studying at all. At that time, they had no way to send people abroad, so they had to send two teaching buildings to the school before they could barely let them into the school. diploma.

Just like this, they are still showing off in front of them during the festivals, Qin Feng is also as if he is blind, and loves him very much.

When I went to study, I bought a house next to the school, and I drove him out in a car at that time. He drove the car for several years, and he liked it very much, and it was well maintained.

As a result, he felt that the car was too cheap and shameless when he drove it out, so he smashed it to pieces the next day, and even acted like a baby with Qin Feng at the dinner table, asking him to buy a new sports car, saying that only he, a poor man, would like to drive such a car.

It just made him so angry that he couldn't swallow his food.

There are so many bad things in my previous life that I can’t talk about them for days and nights, and my head hurts when I think about them.

Anyway, he's learned his lesson now, so he just stays away from that family.

When he said he was going back to study, Lu Yun was naturally happy. He was so happy that he didn't even hide his male duck voice. He hugged him and screamed, "Really, the school will have a mid-term exam next month. Forced me to review at home, not let me go out to play.

You want to go back to study, just go home with me to review, the pain of being oppressed to review cannot be borne by me alone! "

Quinoa picked him up and shook him off, "I'll go tomorrow, I'll go back home to clean up today, I haven't been back for a long time, the house is probably full of ashes."

Lu Yun nodded, "Okay, I'll see you off."

Quinoa's home is in the old city, all old houses, dark and old buildings, narrow streets, and crumbling billboard posters outside, which may fall down at any time.

He was picked up in the wheat field outside the city when Grandma Quinoa was at work. The grandparents and grandchildren depended on each other for their lives. Grandma Quinoa went, and with the help of his neighbors, he organized the funeral and lived in the house by himself.

The size of the house is not small, three bedrooms and one living room, but it is a bit old and empty. There is a table and two chairs in the living room. In his room, there is a desk that Grandma Liao bought from the second-hand market. Textbooks, next to the bed and wardrobe.

This semester, he went to school to register at the beginning of school, and he never went to school or came back, and the furniture was covered with dust.He found a rag from the kitchen, twisted the water with one hand, and cleaned the tables and chairs after working for a long time. He lit the brazier, and threw all the unlucky orange peels that Grandma Quinoa had saved into it and burned them.

The anger accompanied by the fragrance of orange peels filled the room.

Staring at the flames for a while, he simmered a basin of water on the brazier, then turned to look for the textbooks he used for school. The books were still brand new, and his name was written on the title page.

He has practiced calligraphy since he was a child, and grandma quinoa did not know where to find the post for him. The word quinoa is written with iron and silver hooks, which is menacing.

It's a pity that after he injured his hand, he couldn't get treatment for a long time. Later, his entire right hand was useless, and he couldn't hold the chopsticks stably. Naturally, he couldn't write. Although he also practiced his left hand later, I don't know if it's because of his suppressed personality. It's too powerful, my heart is almost wiped out, and the words I write are always limp and unsightly.

Now his right hand is still hurting, and he tried to write a few words with his left hand holding the pen.

It was more than two months since he took the books last time, but according to the time in his dream yesterday, he hadn't read the textbooks for nearly 20 years, and those bustling memories filled his head, causing him a headache.

Opening the book is like reading a heavenly book, with eyes circled, turning from the beginning to the end, without understanding a few knowledge points.

He rubbed his sore forehead, the bowls of noodle soup he drank in the morning had long been digested, his stomach was rumbling, he stood up and wandered around the kitchen, there was not even half a grain of rice noodles in it, it was so clean that even a mouse Nor patronize.

He took the key and turned off the brazier, ready to go out to look for food, when he walked to the door and thought of something, he suddenly fell back, locked the door key and threw it into the box at the door, and threw the coat he was wearing on the chair next to him.

Go into the bathroom and close the glass door, and pull off the old shirt on your body, revealing the place below the collarbone, where a Jade Buddha once hung.

Later, once when he fought with Qin Feng, he hit the ground and broke, cut his flesh, and seeped blood into it. It became a bloody tattoo. There was a space inside, which was quite large, about a hundred square meters, and he used it to store things. up.

No matter what, if you see something you like, you will receive it.

When Qin Feng first started earning money, he looked like a nouveau riche, and he didn't know how to collect antiques. He just loved gold, gold jewelry, gold leaves, gold bars, and gold nuggets.

Within two years, he switched to researching jade and emerald, and he casually cleared the pile of gold out of the safe and threw it into the bedside table in the bedroom. When he tidied up the room, he thought it was taking up space, so he put it in the space.

When he divorced Qin Feng, his heart was ashamed, and he didn't remember it. After more than ten years of divorce, he didn't contact him, and he didn't return it.

Later, when Qin Feng died, he entrusted a lawyer to hand over the will, saying that he would leave all the properties under his name to him, including his company shares valued at several billion, and all the jewelry collections and real estate under his name, with an estimated value of more than 30 billion.

He has a clean break with Qin Feng, and he doesn't lack food and drink, so naturally he doesn't want it.

In the end, the Qin family led people to smash down his door, blocking his house and not letting him go out.

He was so disgusted that he called the lawyer in front of them and asked him to transfer the shares of Qin Feng's company and donate the money. No matter where the donation went, he would not give them a cent anyway. Keep.

The Qin family went crazy and beat up his house, even punched a hole in his head, strangled his neck, and forced him to hand over the jewelry property that Qin Feng left to him.

Quinoa didn't care about those things at first, but they didn't want to make them cheap. They packed the things in cardboard boxes and stuffed them in the space, turned around and jumped off the cliff with the things.

He has been disgusted by them all his life, and he just wants to disgust them once.

Those things entered his space, no matter how powerful the people of Ren Qin's family were, if they angered him, they wouldn't be able to get even half a penny.

Quinoa reached out to press the red mark the size of a grain of rice under her collarbone, her eyes were dark, and she sneered, "It's really not a dream."

But he doesn’t look for these things now. He remembers the doomsday theory was prevalent in his dream in 2012. His depression was at its worst during that time, and he always felt that the next day would be the end of the world, and he was in constant panic.

A lot of medical supplies were bought, filling up the space.

There is no Baitun, and it is just in time to use it now.

He took some oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, rice noodles, meat and vegetables from it, and groped in the kitchen to chop and stir-fry vegetables with his left hand. His right hand has been useless for many years, and he has trained his left hand to be as flexible as his right hand.

With the current body, it was only a little stiff at the beginning, and slowly mastered the essentials, and soon made a double-cooked pork and potato shreds, boiled a pot of soup in the cooking pot, and put two drops of vinegar.

It happened that the rice in the pot next to it was steamed, and the food was brought to the table in the house to eat.

It was the time when the body was growing, and no matter how much he ate, he was not afraid of being overwhelmed. He finished the rice and soup in the pot, touched his stomach contentedly, and sighed in a low voice, "I'm so happy."

Thinking about it, he hasn’t eaten so full for a long time. When he was young, he could save as much money as he could. He wished to eat a bowl of rice for a day.

He was actually pretty good, Qin Feng was one year older than him and died of stomach cancer.

He had just finished eating, and the table hadn't been confiscated yet. Lu Yun knocked on his door with a box containing the meal, and he was not polite when he entered. He just dragged an old chair and sat down in front of him, and put the things in his hand on the table. "My mother heard that you came back, so she specially cooked cured pork ribs with dried beans for you. Oh, you ate it."

"Eat, help me thank you, auntie."

"Thank you, it's not that you don't know my mother. I like you like something. I suspect that you are her own. I will put it in the kitchen cabinet for you to eat at night. The temperature is not high enough to live .”

He said that he carried his things and put them away for him, and then turned back to talk to him, "I told you to go back to live with me, I have bought high and low beds for my room, you must go, this house does not have heating, wait until you move in." It won't keep you cold in winter!"

His family used to be neighbors with Quinoa. Later, they bought a house in Xincheng after the development and relocation of the new city.

Quinoa smiled, "My grandma is used to living here, I'm going to your house, isn't she very lonely herself?"

But Lu Yun didn't like this, and sat there yelling, "Don't use grandma as an excuse, doesn't grandma Li want to see you live better? I just drove here, and there are fewer and fewer people living here, and I can't see you for a long time Seeing someone's shadow, you don't feel deserted and panic!"

Quinoa cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, shook his head, "I don't mind it, it's deserted, it's just right, no one disturbs the cleanliness."

Anyway, Lu Yun doesn't understand other people's preference for being alone, he likes to stay with his friends, if he is allowed to stay by himself for a day or two, it will be as uncomfortable as killing him.

But he also knew that quinoa was very stubborn, so he didn’t persuade him if he couldn’t be persuaded, and asked him, “You have paid your tuition fees, do you have living expenses? My dad asked me to ask, and I want to send you some money. There was a delivery, but it didn't come."

Their family is really good to quinoa, and quinoa is also grateful, "You go back and tell your uncle, don't worry, my grandma left me some money, and I will arrange my livelihood after that."

Lu Yun didn't believe it, and asked him what kind of livelihood Grandma Quinoa arranged for him, and Quinoa didn't hide it from him, "I'm going to make wine and sell it."

But it wasn't prepared by Grandma Li for him. Not long after he became rich with Qin Feng, a group of nouveau riche wanted to break into the upper class. They were very arty for a long time. Listening to a song, I also like to listen to a guzheng and harp.

How cheap he was at that time, how could he want someone around Qin Feng to hold Qin Feng and not let go, just say I'm going to learn, I'll go with you, don't go to others.

Later, Qin Feng's friends watched the jokes for many years.

But he really learned the skill, and he still loves to study, so he came up with a few very good wine making recipes for him, and after the divorce, he lived by selling wine.

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