Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 866 Study hard

   "Zi Shan," Aunt Ping raised her head and looked at the fool kindly, "How is your body? Is it better? Does the wound still hurt?"

Wound?

   Qin Yin and Wen Ling exchanged glances.

   Sure enough, it matched the words of the security guard. According to the security guard, the fool was beaten and hospitalized by a group a few days ago. According to common sense, the fool should be injured.

"But... where is the injury?" Qin Yin put her face close to the fool and stared at it with wide eyes, "This face is clean, not even a pimple... Could it be that when those people hit the fool? Only hit the body, not the face?"

  Wang Ling also expressed incomprehension. After all, when she was beaten before, her face was the hardest hit area.

   "It hurts so much, good morning," the fool twisted his left wrist as if to express something, "Thank you, auntie, the pig's trotter soup you made is so delicious, I'll just drink it."

  Qin Yin and Wen Ling had never seen a fool showing such a well-behaved expression, they all grinned and froze in place.

   "My God, who is this person who smiles like a flower?" Qin Yin hugged his arms and looked up and down the fool in surprise, "Except that he looks like a fool, he doesn't look anything like it!"

  Wang Ling answered Qin Yin's question seriously, "Voice."

"...Wanling, I'm just joking, of course I know this is a fool," Qin Yin pointed at the fool helplessly, "I was thinking, such a bright person, why did you become like that when you met us? ?"

   But... normal people won't meet you either.

  Qingling thought for a while, "Experience."

  The two were silent.

   Fool is an orphan and has no parents since he was a child. He regards Aunt Ping, who has been taking care of him since childhood, as his mother. The 15- or 16-year-old fool does not feel sorry for himself. He is optimistic, lively, and often laughs.

   But after just one year, when he met Qin Yin and Taoist priest on the way to find the boundary monument, he had turned into a thorny wild cocklebur, did not trust anyone, refused to communicate, refused to talk.

"That is, he was lucky, and it was us who ran into him," Qin Yin said, "Wen Ling, you haven't seen it before. When the fool was with us, he had a bad temper... You know how good-tempered Baomu is. Well, Baomu was angry for a few times at that time, and Xiaolan, when Xiaolan was about to join the team, this guy would not let him die, and he always suspected Xiaolan's identity. What do you think could be wrong with her as a little girl? …”

   "I will cook it for you tomorrow, as long as you can recover quickly," Aunt Ping's words interrupted Qin Yin's complaining meeting, "How's your study going recently? Are you having trouble?"

   When he mentioned learning, the fool's face suddenly showed a bitter look, and he said hesitantly, "Uh...because the hand is not good, so...the state of study is not very good."

   "How's your Taekwondo going?" Aunt Ping continued to smile with squinted eyes.

   "I'll be promoted soon," the fool became interested when he heard Taekwondo, "I've been practicing these days, and I've made great progress. I..."

   He looked into Aunt Ping's eyes and immediately realized that he had fallen into a trap.

   Your wrist is injured, it only affects learning, not boxing.

   Besides, you injured your left wrist.

   "I... I was wrong," the fool immediately bowed his head and apologized, "Tomorrow I must study and do my homework well."

"My dear, this is too obedient," Qin Yin shook his head and said incredulously, "Everyone else has been flattened by life, but he is better. He has been sharpened by life, and he is the kind that **** people everywhere. ."

   Wen Ling couldn't listen anymore, and softly defended the fool, "Good man."

   "The fool is all right now, it's because of us," Qin Yin patted his chest, "it was our gentleness and kindness that influenced him."

  Wangling blinked, thinking that the Taoist priest and Baomu may be really gentle and kind, but you and the fool must have fought a lot.

  Auntie Ping was amused by the fool's appearance, so she stretched out her hand and wanted to pat the fool on the head, but after thinking about it, she just patted the fool on the shoulder.

"You are already a big kid, and you will have the college entrance examination in a few years, Zishan, I know you are smart, but you have to study hard," Aunt Ping's voice was long and soft, like a gust of wind, "I and I Uncle is still waiting for your admission letter."

   The fool's face was flushed. He didn't dare to look up at Aunt Ping, so he nodded heavily, "Yeah."

   "Zi Shan, recently...you should have heard about the outside world," Aunt Ping said. "If there is nothing important, don't go out at night, okay?"

   "I...I'm not going out," the fool pursed his lips, "Auntie, you also pay attention to safety."

   "Okay," Aunt Ping reached out to grab the doorknob, "Aunt Ping is gone, you should rest early too."

   "Good night, Aunt Ping."

   "Ahhhh don't close the door..."

   Qin Yin, who had been watching the excitement, almost forgot to enter the room. She took Wen Ling and jumped into the room from the fool.

  The fool was wondering where the gust of wind was coming from, and closed the door. He heard Aunt Ping's footsteps and walked to the next room. Standing at the door, he sighed deeply.

  Qin Yin and Wen Ling stood in the center of the room, looking curiously at the furnishings in the room.

  Is this where fools grow up?

  This room is about the same size as the double room just now, but there is only one single bed in the room, and there is a large desk beside the bed. The table is full of various things, but there are not many books.

   "I take back the sentence that he got good grades," Qin Yin said. "It seems that the reason why the teacher put the fool next to the podium to listen to the class is simply because he doesn't study."

   As a result, not only did he not study, he didn't even hear the school bell.

  The fool shuffled his steps, moved to the chair dejectedly, looked at the chair, and then lay down on the bed.

   "Hmm... study," the fool muttered while looking at the ceiling, "Going to university..."

   "Heh," Qin Yin rubbed against the bed and looked down at the fool's face with Wenling, "How stupid... My mother! It scared me..."

  The fool sat up with a bang and almost slammed his head into Qin Yin and Wen Ling's chin. He clenched his fists and waved in the air, "Learn! I want to study!"

   After successfully washing his head, the fool pulled away the chair, sat on it, took out a few books from the schoolbag, opened the books, and quickly entered the reading state.

   However, after a few minutes of reading, he couldn't sit still.

   He kept looking at his watch, then looked out the window at the dark night.

   Outside the window is the back wall of the compound. The wall is not too high, and creepers grow on it.

   A few seconds later, in the dark night outside the window, there was a distant... whistle?

   The fool's back suddenly straightened.

   Another whistle.

   again.

   a total of three beeps, no more.

   The fool gritted his teeth, got up and went to the window, and gently opened the rear window.

   (end of this chapter)