The hero ran away with the scum [Quick Transmigration]

"Ahhhhhh——Ji Yao, you bastard, I'm going to fight with you!"

The exasperated roar spread to the next door, just as Huo Yijun was discussing with Mr. Jiang about withdrawing money to pay Mrs. Huo back.

What Huo Yijun meant was that after the college entrance examination, there will be two months of vacation. During this vacation, he can find a summer job; in addition, if he can get the first place in the college entrance examination, the school and the city, county, and district will give him a certain scholarship.

It's just that he can't put all his hopes on the scholarship. After all, there are too many uncertainties about the number one in the college entrance examination, so he has to prepare a way out for himself.

Mr. Jiang sat sideways and smoked a dry cigarette without making a sound. His face was blurred by the lingering smoke, making it difficult for people to see the expression on his face at this time.

He smoked the dry tobacco, until the shredded tobacco was exhausted, and he said: "Just do as you say."

As he spoke, he stood up with difficulty, waved his hands to refuse his grandson's support, returned to the room with a hunched body, unlocked the closet, found a passbook wrapped in oiled paper from the bottom, and handed it to Huo Yijun without a word .

"That's right!" As he turned his back, he seemed to think of something again, "Go to your grandpa Chen's house and ask if there are any hens collected from the countryside, and if you have any, you can buy one and give it to the kid next door. go."

Huo Yijun put away the passbook and said hello.

Even if grandpa doesn't say it, he still wants to buy something to thank 'Ji Yao'.

This is the basic principle of being a human being. He can't take it seriously just because he has a good relationship with 'Ji Yao'.And the feelings are both sides, 'Ji Yao' regards him as a friend, so he can't lose his sense of proportion because of this.Furthermore...

He still has an inexplicable hidden thought about 'Ji Yao'.

Thinking of 'Ji Yao', he subconsciously touched the brocade box in his pocket.

He just glanced at it briefly before, now that he would be free, he went back to the room and closed the door, sat at the desk, took out the brocade box, and put it on the table.

A black velvet brocade box tied with a bow.

He carefully untied the bow, opened the box, and there was a white button in front of him.

He picked up the buttons in surprise, the texture of the buttons was very good, smooth and smooth, the same texture as the clothes he wore last time.

Sunlight came in from the window and shone on the buttons, and a ray of light that was not obvious flashed past his eyes.He froze for a moment, put the button in the sun, looked carefully, only to find that there were two letters on the button——JY!

JY?

Ji Yao's initials?

But... But what does it mean that he gave himself buttons?

Huo Yijun couldn't figure it out, but he undoubtedly liked this gift.

He carefully put the button back into the brocade box, and put it in the drawer carefully, and then went out with the passbook.When passing by the door of Nan's house, he subconsciously glanced at the window sill of Nanshan's attic, but there was no one there.

And at this moment Ning Zhi is having a headache from being entangled by Nan Shan.

"Again!" Panting and rubbing his wrists, Nanshan, who said he was going to do his best, stared at the calm Ningzhi with resentful eyes, and said, "I don't believe I can't break you."

"Let's forget it, wouldn't it be good to save yourself some face?"

"No!" Nan Shan said stubbornly, "I'm not convinced!"

"You can't accept it!" Ning Zhi poured himself a glass of water and sighed melancholy, "Look at you, you are not as handsome as me, your grades are not as good as mine, you can't even break my wrist, you It’s okay to be unconvinced.”

"Bah! I've never seen you so narcissistic."

Ning Zhi didn't feel ashamed after listening, but raised his head proudly: "I'm not narcissistic, but self-confident. Is it difficult to admit that I'm better than you?!" When it enters the throat, it instantly dispels the dryness and heat brought by the weather.

Just as Nan Shan wanted to retort, his eyes suddenly fell on the teacup, his eyeballs rolled, and he opened his mouth and said, "Brother, is the tea that tastes like chicken feces good?"

Ning Zhi didn't even raise his eyelids, "You don't admit that you're not smart, what I dislike is tea?" He raised his chin and said in the direction of the yard; "That old lady in the yard Did you see the chicken, you carried it all the way home from school, did you wash your hands before drinking tea?"

"Not hygienic!"

"..." Having such a cousin is so tiring!

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When Nan's mother came back, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon.

Walking into the house, seeing his son lying on the rocking chair and not knowing what to think about, he asked, "Where is your cousin? Has he come back?"

The rocking chair was facing the chicken pecking rice in the yard. He looked at the chicken in a daze. As for what his mother said, he didn't hear it at all.

Mother Nan stepped forward and kicked him, "Are you dumb?"

"Mom, do you think I am more like you or my father?" Nanshan suddenly raised his head, looking at his mother expectantly with small eyes.

Nan's mother was stunned when she asked this question, "What do you mean?"

"Let's think about it, my cousin is so good. In addition to inheriting my uncle's IQ, he must have inherited my aunt's intelligence. You and my aunt are sisters. It doesn't make sense that my aunt is so good. Mom, you are just a bitch." Stupid, as your own son, I should inherit half of your excellent genes no matter what!"

What Nanshan said was a bit convoluted, and Nan's mother took a while to understand.

She looked at her son with pity, and said unceremoniously: "You think too much, your little aunt is neither like your grandmother nor your grandfather, she is like your great-grandmother, and you, mother, I look more like you Grandpa."

Nanshan's grandfather passed away for many years.

But his grandfather was patriarchal when he was alive, and he also liked to beat his wife and daughter after drinking.

But the brutality did not last long, for he got drunk, stumbled into the pond and drowned.As for grandma, she remarried not long after grandpa died, and the two daughters she left behind grew up under the eyes of relatives.

After hearing his mother's words, Nan Shan felt powerless and desperate again.

But there is still a glimmer of hope in my heart, "Isn't there an old saying that a nephew is more like an uncle? Mom, do you think there are any nephews who are also like a little aunt?"

Ning Zhi who came down from upstairs just heard this sentence, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

After laughing, he began to wonder if he hit Nanshan too hard, otherwise how could he even ask such a question?

After thinking for a while, he walked over, patted Nanshan on the shoulder comfortingly, and said, "From a genetic point of view, this possibility is very high, but—"

Here he paused.

Nan Shan stared at Ning Zhi eagerly, "But what?"

Ning Zhi glanced at his little black skin, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "You little black skin is obviously inherited from your father!"

"...Wow wow wow!" Nanshan cried out in despair, "I want to break up with you for a week, don't talk to me." After speaking, he ran back to the room covering his face.

Nan's mother was angry and funny, she shook her head, looked at Ning Zhi softly, and said, "Your cousin not only looks like your uncle, but also has a similar temper, he is all stupid."

How can a mother not guess her son's mind, because she was stimulated by her nephew.

She doesn't think her nephew is too much, it's better for the two brothers to be noisy and emotional.It's just that she doesn't want her son to bully her nephew, nor does she want her son to be bullied by her nephew.

Ning Zhi heard her subconscious, smiled and nodded.

Life in the third year of high school is undoubtedly difficult.

Because the third year of high school is a watershed in a person's life, it is an important time to determine the future of most people.

So many schools don't say Sunday, and Jiangqing High School naturally doesn't.

Ning Zhi didn't want to catch the early bus, so he finished his dinner early and prepared to go back to the rental house near the school with the materials he bought during the day.

Before leaving, he took a look at the next door. There was no movement in the next door all afternoon. He thought that Huo Yijun was reviewing his homework at home, so he didn't bother him much. He was going back to school right now, hesitating whether to say hello or not.

Nan's mother, who was cleaning up the dishes, saw that her nephew was looking at the neighbor frequently, so she said, "When I came back, I heard that someone from the neighbor was making trouble. Didn't it affect you?"

Ning Zhi shook his head, pondered for a while, and said, "Auntie, I'll go back to the school first, and you can ask Nanshan to tell Huo Yijun later."

"Can you do it alone, forget it, wait a minute, I'll let your cousin go with you." Nan's mother untied her apron, and shouted to the second floor: "Nanshan, pack up and go to school with your cousin. "

"No need." Ning Zhi hurriedly stopped her, and said, "I will study until late at night, which will easily affect Nanshan's rest. You let him rest at home tonight, and he has to catch an early morning bus tomorrow. , it’s hard work.”

My son knows all the virtues of being a mother.

She sighed and said with emotion: "In terms of learning, you are as self-conscious as your mother, and Nanshan is as untalented as me."

Ning Zhi was noncommittal to Nan's mother's words.

It was just dark outside when he said goodbye to Nan's mother, and when he returned to the rental house downstairs, it was already dark.

He took out the access control card, opened the anti-theft door downstairs, and thought about what excuse he should use tomorrow to let Huo Yijun study all night. Now it is the final stage of the college entrance examination sprint. Huo Yijun has to go home at night and wake up around four o'clock in the morning. Trouble and delayed study.

Huo Yijun grew up in such an environment, and his self-esteem is much stronger than that of ordinary people. If he is rashly let him make do with him, he will definitely not want to take advantage of it, so he must find a good excuse, such as returning favors or something...

Ning Zhi thought about it, and his steps became much lighter.

He walked out of the stairs, took out the key, and didn't want to see a figure squatting at the door of his house when he looked up——

"Why are you here?" Ning Zhi stepped forward quickly, trying to help him up, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw a pile of cigarette butts lying on Huo Yijun's side.

His eyes flickered, he pretended not to see it, and said, "When did you come here? I thought you were reviewing your homework at home!"

"I..." As soon as he spoke, Huo Yijun was startled by his hoarse voice.

Guiltyly glanced at the cigarette butts at his feet, he blocked Ning Zhi's sight calmly, cleared his throat, rubbed his face and said, "I haven't been here for long, and I'm not in a good mood. I'm afraid grandpa is worried, so I think of you Come here to calm down."

"Squatting in front of my house like now?"

"No..." Huo Yijun said in a nasty voice, "It was only when I arrived that I realized that you weren't here..."

Ning Zhi glanced at him and said nothing.

He opened the door, invited people in, and said, "I'll give you a key later, so that when I'm not around, you'll be like today, pitiful, just like the first time I met you."

Huo Yijun: "..."