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Chapter 67 Five Years

Author: Bo Mi

In this way, under Zhao Hui's deliberate concealment, Shen Yulin had no idea that someone had ever tried to plot against his sister.

Although Zhao Hui didn't say anything, he never gave up looking for that person. Whenever he passed a child shorter than himself, he would listen carefully to the child's voice, hoping to find that person by searching for a needle in a haystack.

A week later, when Shen Yuling returned to the school with a face that was no longer so bruised, she saw Zhao Hui looking back at every child he passed by.

Perhaps because of her guilty conscience, Shen Yuling saw Zhao Hui like that and subconsciously hid by the wall at the entrance of the academy. It wasn't until Zhao Hui entered the first-grade classroom that she quietly trotted into the fifth-grade classroom.

Inexplicably, she just felt that Zhao Hui was looking for her.

Damn it, how did he know he was a student here?

Running into the classroom, Shen Yuling covered her chest, which was beating with fear. She felt that Zhao Hui was more difficult to deal with than Shen Yulin.

Otherwise, who would have been so calm when meeting Wong Tai Sin at the age of thirteen or fourteen? Not only did she not follow her expected path, but she was so frightened that she couldn't come to school for a week.

Shen Yuling only felt a headache, lying on the desk feeling helpless.

Who are the people around Shen Yuxiu? Why are they all smarter than monkeys?

Otherwise, she should be more honest.

Just one Zhao Hui made her frightened. If Shen Yulin knew about this again, she would be left with nothing to eat.

In this way, Shen Yuling suppressed her desire to let Shen Yuxiu settle down early. Whether she was going to school or after school, she deliberately stayed away from Zhao Hui and Shen Yuxiu, especially when Zhao Hui was around.

Under the circumstances, she didn't even dare to say a word, for fear that he would recognize her voice.

Fortunately, she is now in fifth grade and will have to leave the village to go to middle school in the last year. Otherwise, she doesn't know how she would survive.

One week, two weeks, one month, two months later, after still not finding the person who was playing tricks that night, Zhao Hui gradually let go of the matter.

However, he didn't dare to be too reassured. He always sent Shen Yuxiu home after school, did his homework at Fang's house until dark, and then came back early the next morning to talk to Shen Yuxiu.

Two siblings go to school together.

While doing this, Zhao Hui was also very busy.

From Monday to Saturday, when he was learning the content taught by the teacher in the school room, he was also trying to learn the following knowledge in advance. When he encountered questions that he didn't know, he would ask the teacher in the school room and Shen Yuxiu at Fang's house.

And on Sunday, when Shen Yulin and Shen Yuxiu were watching their younger siblings or playing around at home, he would run to the reed marsh where he grew sweet potatoes, reviewing the knowledge in the textbook and weeding the sweet potatoes.

In this way, two months later, he not only brought another bumper harvest of sweet potatoes to Fang's house, but also completed all the contents of the first grade volume by himself.

But it was not over yet. After finishing the first volume of self-study, Zhao Hui borrowed the second volume textbook from Shen Yuxiu and continued to study at a fast pace. At the same time, he did not forget to take advantage of Sunday to look for cotton locust slivers everywhere, and then cut them and carry them on his back.

The Fang family is preparing to make baskets and sell them for money during the winter and summer vacations.

He studied very hard and lived very hard.

To what extent do you work hard? So hard that as long as you are not sleeping, as long as your eyes are open, you are either studying or working, and you don’t stop for a moment.

Just like that, when school started in the spring of the next year, Zhao Hui skipped a grade and became a second-grade student, and so on.

It was like he was wound up. He didn't dare to stop working or studying for a moment. It only took him five years to catch up with him from the first grade.

Shen Yulin and Shen Yuxiu went to middle school with them and then to high school.

In five years, Zhao Hui has grown into an eighteen-year-old young man, with a lean and powerful body, neat and short hair. When he is not smiling, his eyebrows and eyes will be unconsciously serious, making people afraid to approach him.

At this time, he was looking out of the house with a solemn expression. He saw that there seemed to be a hole in the sky, and the rainwater poured down on the ground. The rain curtain under the eaves was like a rapidly flowing waterfall, completely blocking it.

When he looked outside, he couldn't even see the scene in the yard from such a short distance.

Zhao Hui looked at the heavy rain outside expressionlessly. Hearing the deafening roar like thousands of horses galloping, he couldn't help but feel worried.

With such heavy rain, the sweet potatoes in his reed marsh should be fine, right?

But then, Zhao Hui couldn't think about those things anymore, because he heard a loud bang suddenly coming from the next door room, followed by the frightened screams of his parents.

"Ah, ah..."

Zhao Hui suddenly turned his head and glanced at the next door. He didn't even care that he didn't even have a raincoat, so he rushed to the next door in the rain. He saw that the roof of his parents' house had been exposed to the sky, and the rain was pouring from there.

The ground smashed into the house, and there was a fallen beam and soaked thatch on the ground. His parents were all standing on the kang against the wall, looking at the fallen beam with frightened faces, their faces turned pale.

piece.

"Come out quickly, this house is dead." Zhao Hui frowned and called Zhao Laowu and Zhang Dachun.

Although the couple had not cared much about him over the years, they were his parents after all. This house was obviously about to be unable to hold on, so what were they doing there if they didn't come out quickly?

Zhao Hui's voice was so loud that the couple immediately came to their senses and hurriedly got off the bed, shivering.

Zhao Laowu was so frightened that he didn't even bother to put on his shoes, so he jumped off the kang and ran outside. Although Zhang Dachun was also frightened, he still didn't bother to put on his raincoat and get the oilcloth.

However, after she put on her raincoat, she hurriedly stuffed the oilcloth into Zhao Hui's arms and loudly ordered him to run out: "Hurry up and cover all the food so that it doesn't get wet in the rain."

By the time she finished speaking, she had already run out.

Zhao Hui looked at the oilcloth in his hand, and then at the bags of grain in the corner of the fallen beams, and couldn't help but feel funny.

His mother is also interesting. In the past, no matter how hungry she was, she would not be willing to give him a grain of grain or let him near the sack containing the grain. Now that the house is about to collapse, she is willing to let him near the grain, so she is not afraid.

Did the house collapse and hit him underneath?

But he was speechless. He had been hungry before, but he couldn't bear to watch the food being really damaged by the heavy rain. He quickly spread the oilcloth at the door, ran to the corner as quickly as possible to cover the food, and then

He turned around and rushed outside the house.

However, as soon as he ran out of the house, he heard a sudden muffled sound from the next door room, followed immediately by the figures of her father and mother rushing out with their younger brother.

"Oh my God, are we going to let people live?" Zhang Dachun ran out of the house and started crying. His shrill cries sounded like someone was about to die.

"Why are you howling? Let's go to Big Brother's house for shelter first. I won't worry about getting wet to death." Zhao Laowu said impatiently and rushed into the heavy rain with bare feet.

Zhang Dachun was choked by the yelling, and his crying suddenly stopped. Then he sobbed, wiped his face, picked up his youngest son and ran away with him, without even saying hello to Zhao Hui.

In an instant, Zhao Hui was the only one left in the yard. Although he was used to being ignored, he still couldn't help but feel a little chilled when he saw his parents running away without even saying hello to him.
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