Reborn 1980 The Thousand Gold Peasant Girl

Chapter 49

"Teacher! Come quickly! There are people fighting here!!" Ning Qiu yelled with a shrill voice.

The boys downstairs instantly silenced, and the next second they hula la ran away.

Hearing that there was no movement outside, Ning Qiu raised his head and looked out the window.

The boys downstairs were all gone, only the girl was in a mess, trying to stand up with difficulty.

"Wait! I'll come down and take you to the infirmary!"

Ning Qiu yelled, jumped off the stool, and ran downstairs.

Running out of the door and going around to the back of the building, the girl happened to stand up.

When the two saw each other's faces, they were stunned for an instant.Although it had been more than two years, that face hadn't changed much.

"You are."

The girl patted the dirt on her body awkwardly, and smiled with the corners of her mouth pulled.This smile looks very twisted, it seems to hide too many emotions.

"I'm fine, I'm not injured, I don't need to go to the infirmary." She was eager to clarify, and stretched out her hands in front of Ning Qiu to see.

Her attitude made Ning Qiu wonder, doesn't she know herself?
"You...do you remember me, we used to..." Ning Qiu asked cautiously.

The girl looked away and said with a smile while showing pain. "I remember you, the child you took us to escape."

It turned out that she still remembered.

"You study here too? Why haven't I seen it before?"

"I... just came to study this year."

Ning Qiu understood, and took a few steps forward, but the girl took half a step back.

Ning Qiu stopped and did not move forward, but stretched out his hand. "I didn't say my name before, my name is Ning Qiu."

The girl looked at the outstretched hand, paused for a moment, and then slowly shook hands with it.

"My name is Wen Xiaoyan."

"A nice name."

A gleam flashed in the girl's eyes, "Really?"

"Ah."

After that chance encounter, Ning Qiu knew that the girl was in Class Six, Grade One.The child had a very bad life, his clothes were not only dirty but almost all had more than three patches, his face was sallow without a trace of blood.

Ning Qiu also asked her about the situation at home, but Wen Xiaoyan always hesitated and refused to say anything.

Ning Qiu's lunch is eaten at school. At noon, the children can go to the cafeteria with their meal tickets, regardless of class.

One enamel bowl holds meals and the other holds soup.

Today's food is good, a few pieces of fatty meat and some fried cucumbers, plus a bowl of cabbage soup.

Ning Qiu started eating, and glanced at the children who were eating.

The first-grade children are young, led by the teacher, and lined up to sit near the door.

With sharp eyes, Ning Qiu saw several girls from Class [-], Grade [-] sitting together, chatting and laughing while eating.

She walked over and sat down opposite the children.Staring at the piece of meat in the enamel basin, he frowned and muttered.

"I don't like to eat this..."

Then she raised her face, looked at the first-year students opposite with big eyes, and asked with a smile.

"Do you like meat slices?"

The children were taken aback for a moment, and looked at this beautiful girl one after another.

"I don't like to eat this piece of meat, but the teacher said that food should not be wasted. If you like it, I will share it with you, so that it will not be considered a waste."

Who doesn't like meat in this day and age, and they only pick fat ones.

The girls couldn't help swallowing, and looked at each other, all embarrassed to speak.

Ning Qiu pushed the bowl over, picked up the meat slices, and shared some with everyone.

"It's okay, you can eat. You are helping me, and I have to thank you. By the way, I am in the third grade. What grade are you in?"

A fat girl swallowed her saliva and said shyly. "We are in the first grade, class six."

"Oh, one year. Hey? Why don't you eat it?"

The girls picked up the chopsticks and stuffed the meat slices into their mouths.The oily little mouth chewed quickly, with a secret joy on his face.

While eating, Ning Qiu chatted without saying a word.

"It was easy when I was in the first grade, and the things I learned changed a lot in the fourth grade."

"That's right, the teacher is very kind to us, and won't scold us for doing wrong questions." Several children chatted with Ning Qiu naturally.

Coincidentally, one of the children was from the same village as Wen Xiaoyan, and Ning Qiu learned a lot about Wen Xiaoyan's family from her.

It turned out that when Wen Xiaoyan was taken back by the family, the police told the family about the child.

Rural people value a woman's reputation, even though Wen Xiaoyan was a child at the time, even though she was a victim.

The family's attitude towards her has completely changed, and the story has somehow spread.It didn't take long for the whole village to know that Wen Xiaoyan was murdered by human traffickers.

The villagers' dislike and contempt for Wen Xiaoyan far outweighed their sympathy. Not to mention those from the same village, even her biological parents regarded her as a disgrace to the family.

If this matter is placed in 20 years, people's attitude towards this matter will never be like this.But now it is the 80s, here is still a rural area, and most people's ideas have not changed much.

This innocent child will move forward with the shackles that should not belong to her.

"If... I bit off that man's artery, all this would not have happened..."

"No... I can't think like this... There should be other ways... There must be..." Ning Qiu often thinks this way.

Knowing Wen Xiaoyan's current situation, Ning Qiu paid more and more attention to her, bringing her some steamed cakes from home almost every day.

Sometimes he even followed her, and when he saw her being bullied by other boys, he would unceremoniously go up and teach those guys a lesson.

Although Ning Qiu is young and doesn't have much strength.But she reacted quickly and made vicious moves.After coming down a few times, she frightened those naughty little brats.

The boys complained to the teacher, but Ning Qiu refused to admit it.I believe that no one will believe that a few boys can't beat a little girl.Besides, Ning Qiu has always been a well-behaved and obedient character in the eyes of the teacher, how could it be possible that the character design collapsed because of a few words from a few brats.

Under her protection again and again, Wen Xiaoyan trusted Ning Qiu more and more.He will take the initiative to talk about those things at home, express his grievances, and even cry bitterly in Ning Qiu's arms.

Another year passed like this. Ning Qiang was 14 years old and entered a junior high school in Fuyuan County.The other two boys are also in the sixth grade, and they are about to graduate from elementary school.

The small courtyard of Ning's family has been renovated once, and it has been enlarged by one-third on the original basis, mainly by expanding the kitchen and the wing rooms on both sides.

The family's wholesale business is also getting bigger and bigger, and several nearby villages will come to Ning's house to buy goods.

The corn in the field was ripe in July and August, and the Ning family was busy harvesting it like other villagers in the village.

Ning Qiu was nine years old this year, and unlike other children in the village, Ning Qiu's face was still fair and delicate.In a group of wheat-colored faces, it is particularly eye-catching.

At the age of nine, she is completely a small adult in the eyes of outsiders. She can cook at home and help her grandfather and uncle with the field work outside, which is worth half of the labor force.

No one in the village is boastful, and several families even have the idea of ​​marrying him back home.

There are too many smart people in the old lady, how can they not see the thoughts of these people.

Her granddaughter is going to go to college, so how could she find her husband's family in the village.Besides, as far as those boys in the village are concerned, she feels that none of them are worthy of her family's Qiu.

(End of this chapter)