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There is already a lot of rain in the mountains. In a few days, the water in the pond will be filled again.

Moreover, it is extremely cold in this barren mountain, so no one would come.

It was still early, so Chen Muyu went to Wolong Town to see Liang Zhichao again.

It's a pity that this year, due to some special circumstances, the primary and secondary schools in the town have already closed the holiday early.

The teachers at the school were also on holiday. Chen Muyu could not find any of them. He originally wanted to talk to the principal about building a library, but he could only let his third uncle do it after the year.

In the town, I found a small shop and had a bowl of noodles.

After filling up his stomach, he went on a date with Wu Xiaobao. He ate first before going back to avoid further trouble when he returned to the provincial capital.

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Chen Muyu had eaten at this noodle shop last time, and it tasted quite good.

If you’re looking for delicious food, you still have to go to these small, authentic places.

Unlike in big cities, fame is all based on bragging. To be honest, Chen Muyu really doesn't think many of the so-called delicacies in provincial cities are delicious.

The proprietress was in her twenties and relatively handsome. At the table next to her, there was a little boy less than two years old, holding a small Ultraman doll in his hand and playing with himself. He must be the proprietress's son.

Chen Muyu couldn't help but sigh. This landlady must not be older than himself. No wonder his parents were so anxious, just look at her.

Perhaps Chen Muyu was good-looking. While cooking the noodles, the young proprietress would look back at Chen Muyu from time to time.

Even the noodles cooked for Chen Muyu were large portions.

"Sister Ying, here are two ounces of pea noodles."

A voice came from behind Chen Muyu, and a teenage boy sat at the table opposite Chen Muyu.

"Hey, isn't this Zhichao, coming to town to surf the Internet again?" came the voice of the landlady.

Chen Muyu was stunned for a moment, then looked at the boy.

Ahem.

I almost choked on my face. Guess what? It's such a coincidence. Isn't that boy none other than Liang Zhichao?

"Did you steal the family's money again?" the landlady asked.

"No way, Sister Ying, you look down on me. Do I still need to steal family money? I just paid a little New Year's money in advance." The boy curled his lips and made a plate of pickled radish, adding two spoons of it. Chili oil, very chic and just right.

"Ahem!"

Chen Muyu choked and quickly drank a mouthful of noodle soup to support himself.

"Uncle, you cough so much, are you sick?"

Before Chen Muyu spoke to him, this kid spoke first, but his words were a bit unpleasant.

He walked over holding the noodle bowl.

"What are you doing?"

Liang Zhichao was startled. He clearly thought that Chen Muyu wanted to beat him, and his body leaned back.

"Brother, children are ignorant, so don't argue with them."

When the proprietress saw it, she thought Chen Muyu was going to take action and hurriedly came over.

"It's okay, I'll talk to this kid." Chen Muyu waved his hand.

Seeing Chen Muyu's kind face, the proprietress was a little doubtful and glared at Liang Zhichao before turning back to cooking noodles.

"Who are you talking about, kid?"

Liang Zhichao was a little unhappy. Although he was afraid in his heart, he could not lose in words.

The little brat was so aggressive that Chen Muyu wanted to slap him.

"Is your name Liang Zhichao?" Chen Muyu asked directly.

Hearing this, Liang Zhichao's expression changed slightly.

"Who are you?" The voice was slightly trembling. I was afraid that this kid had done some bad things, and that Chen Muyu was the one who came to mess with him.

"Let me meet you. My name is Chen Muyu. I'm from the provincial capital!" Chen Muyu smiled and tried his best to look less vicious.

"I don't know you!" Liang Zhichao shook his head repeatedly.

"If you don't know me now, you will know me later!" Chen Muyu said, "I know the principal of your school, Principal Sun!"

"He is the vice principal!" Liang Zhichao emphasized, quite seriously.

"That's not important!" Chen Muyu shook his head, "How did you do in the final exam? How many points did you get?"

At this point, Liang Zhichao's expression changed, "You are not my father or my mother. How many points I got in the test is none of your business!"

It’s so overwhelming!

Obviously, he did very poorly on the exam.

"You're young, don't be so angry!" Chen Muyu shrugged, "Didn't Principal Sun say, I funded your school, am I not qualified to ask about your grades?"

"you?"

Liang Zhichao was stunned and stared at Chen Muyu for a long time.

"Neuropathy!"

Without saying a word, Liang Zhichao stood up and rushed out in a flash, "Sister Ying, save the noodles for me. I'll come back to eat later!"

Chen Muyu looked confused.

The landlady couldn't laugh or cry, "This kid has a very weird temper, but he's still quite smart..."

How can you not be smart, Zhuge Liang!

Chen Muyu shook his head, "Madam boss, do you know him?"

"He is from our village. His family is very poor. He was not like this before. Ever since something happened at home, his temperament has changed drastically. He skips school, gets into fights, hangs out in Internet cafes, oh, he is a troubled boy..."

At this point, the landlady also sighed.

…

After finishing the noodles and paying the bill, Chen Muyu just came out of the noodle shop and wanted to find a secluded place to go back to the provincial capital using the Silver Shadow Flying Board. Suddenly, there was a noise at the end of the street.

Following the sound, I saw several children chasing and fighting.

Originally, it was nothing to do with Chen Muyu, but when he accidentally saw the face of the child being chased, Chen Muyu was stunned.

Isn’t it none other than Liang Zhichao?

This kid ran extremely fast, and it was obviously not the first time he was chased. Several young men in their mid-teens and sixteens chased him to the river outside the town, yelling and cursing all the way.

Chen Muyu was afraid that something would happen, so he quickly went over.

There was no one on the river beach.

The young man who took the lead was about sixteen or seventeen years old. He was dressed more maturely and was quite tall. He was followed by five young men, panting and surrounding Liang Zhichao in the middle.

"Boy, boy, you're pretty good at running. Are you going to try running again?"

The older young man pointed at Liang Zhichao's nose, breathing heavily, and it took him a long time to understand what he said.

"I, I, I, what, when did I run away?" Liang Zhichao also put his hands on his knees and couldn't stop panting.

Telling lies with your eyes open!

That scene looked a bit funny.

"Come on, stop talking nonsense, money, where's the money?" The young man asked with a dark face and panting.

"Wha, what money?"

"Are you pretending to be stupid? Give it to me and beat him up!"

A group of people gathered around and wanted to beat Liang Zhichao.

It is said that two fists are difficult to defeat with four hands. How could Liang Zhichao be able to do it? He just lay down on the ground.

"What? Are you blackmailing someone? Give him a beating!"

"Wait, wait a moment!"

Seeing that a violent beating was inevitable, Liang Zhichao shouted quickly and rolled his eyes, just in time to see Chen Muyu walking in the distance.

He was immediately overjoyed and said, "My brother is here, you go find him!"

"Your brother?"

Several people turned around and were stunned when they saw Chen Muyu coming towards them!