The Little First Grand Secretary in My House

"Inner ghost?"

Xue Tingyan nodded: "If this matter is really strange, then there must be an internal ghost in the school to make sense."

"So what are you going to do now? Spread people out in every village to find?" Zhaoer asked.

Seeing Xue Tingyan's face hesitated, he recruited and said, "I think it is better to focus on fishing instead of spreading the net. The student's family must be in the school at this time, we might as well mix into the Qinghe School to inquire about the news."

"How to mix?"

"Don't forget Xue Juncai!"

Yes, Xue Juncai can be in Qinghe Academy at this time.

"He will help us?" Xue Tingyan hated asking for the most, let alone his own rival. Although he has relieved himself now, every time he mentions Xue Juncai, he still rejects the majority.

Zhaoer glanced at him and sighed: "Actually, Xue Juncai hates this person, but it's not really bad. Don't blame the uncle and the uncle on his head."

Xue Tingyan pursed her lips and didn't speak.

In fact, this is the original sin theory, as long as Xue Jun is the son of Dafang, for the people in the second room, he is born with an original sin.

"You forgot that when you were a child, he always gave you something to eat. It was Granny and Auntie that restrained him, and you didn't want it, and the two of you gradually became rusty."

This is true, the relationship between the two was still very good when they were young. But since the death of the couple in the second room, Xue Tingyan subconsciously rejected the people in the big room. Every time Xue Juncai came to him, he was greeted by a cold eye.

But in fact, when the two were good, they could read a book.

This book is expensive, and it is impossible for Xue's family to equip all grandchildren with a set of enlightenment books. Xue Juncai used what Xue Qingshan used in the past, and Xue Tingyan was not available. Xue Juncai and Xue Tingyan sat together. The two read the same book before they realized the first word they knew.

Looking back, Xie Tingyan still cares. How could Zhao'er not know what he was thinking, then said: "I'm going to find him, I can help, I can't help us find a solution by myself."

At the same time, people in the Qingyuan Academy were panicked, and the Qinghe Academy was almost the same.

Inexplicably, the individual died. In the middle of the night, he died in the trumpet, and everyone in the same troop was terrified.

Qinghe is different from Qingyuan. There are many students in the museum. Naturally, they can't make a house of four or one. They are all eight or ten. Xue Juncai is the same house as Sun He, and Sun He is sleeping in his neighbor shop.

That day Sun He didn't go to the lecture in the afternoon, Xue Juncai was puzzled and asked the other party, but the other party did not want to say anything.

After that, he repeatedly saw Sun He pressing his abdomen, and he thought that Sun He might not have abdominal pain. When the lights went out at night, he heard a very small groan from the neighboring shop. Not only did he hear it, but Xu Hai beside him also heard it. Xu Hai reprimanded Sun He and said that he was noisily sleeping.

Sun He did not speak at the time, nor did he speak.

It is not uncommon for old students to bully new students in the school. Xue Juncai only came to Qinghe School to know that the world outside was like this.

In the same number house, there are also three, six, nine, etc. Good learning is first-class, and poor learning is first-class, and the poor learning like him is still new, which is the next best.

Sun He is also like him. Sun He is an old man, but he is excluded because of his poverty. The children of the rich family in the museum often used Sun He to play tricks on their hatred. At first, Xue Jun didn't get upset. In the end, he had no choice but to succumb.

Sometimes when the night is quiet, he will also think about what is a head.

But he must persevere, not to mention that his father and grandparents have high hopes for him, he is not ignorant that the family has sold land for him to go to school. There are also people in the second room. He knows how the villagers talk about themselves now. He must prove to everyone that he is the most skilled person of the Xue family, so even if he can't bear it, he must bear it.

But Sun He's death almost didn't let Xue Jun collapse.

He watched Sun Hekou die with blood, and the blood seemed to stop. The people in the whole house were shocked. The husband and the owner heard the news. All the people in their house were isolated that night.

No one knows what happened. Everyone is worried about Sun He ’s death, whether he will let himself be spread out. Frightened all night, they were not released until dawn the next day.

The owner said something to them, and since then Sun He has become a taboo, and no one is allowed to mention it again.

In fact, Xue Juncai asked Mo that he knew what was going on. He heard people say that Sun He's family was here, and even went to the Qingyuan Academy next door. He knew that it had nothing to do with himself.

How did Sun He die?

In the past two days, Xue Juncai will also silently think, he thinks of Sun He ’s different from ordinary people, remembers that every time he was called out by the rich children, his face was pale and scary when he returned, and he remembered what he heard Some fine words ...

Then woke up from the dream.

"Xue Juncai, your sister is here for you."

Xue Juncai sat up from the shop and didn't react for a while. He just fell asleep.

sister?

He subconsciously came down from the shop, muddled. When he was led out, the man whispered in his ear: "Don't forget what the host confessed, don't say what you shouldn't say."

He bowed his head in a flinch, and nodded slightly.

At this time, at the reception area of ​​Qinghe Academy, stood a tall, bright-looking woman. She was born with apricot eyes, high nose and lips, a long black hair bundled behind her head, a thin plait on each side of her cheek, and a small blue floral headband on her head.

When I look at this dress, I know which girl is in the nearby village.

But this girl looks beautiful, although it is darker, but not worse than those rich girls, and has an unusual charm.

Xue Juncai was stunned when he saw Zhao'er.

He has never seen Zhao'er do this kind of dressing. Zhao'er usually doesn't pay much attention to dressing himself, even if he is wearing a woman's dress, even if his hair is neatly combed, wherever he would be dressed like today.

"Juncai, you don't know if your sister misses you!" Zhaoer walked over as soon as he saw Xue Juncai, very affectionately said.

Xue Juncai was stunned, subconsciously murmured a sister.

"Oh, what are you doing? Why haven't you seen it in a few days? You became so thin. My aunt went out and you didn't go back. My mother was worried that you might have had something wrong in school, and I was afraid you might not eat well in school. I'll send you some home-cooked meals, meat and eggs, and big white buns. "

Zhaoer's attitude is too affectionate, as if he is really his sister. Xue Juncai's psychological pressure has been too great these days. When she saw her holding her hand and chattering, she couldn't help but red eyes.

"What?"

Zhao'er looked at him suspiciously, thinking to himself that he was scared.

"I'm okay, I'm busy with my studies, I didn't go back this time." Xue Juncai whispered.

Seeing this, the Zaifu felt relieved.

"It's okay, come and see what I brought you."

Zhaoer said while putting the bamboo basket on his arm on the side table. Uncover the cloth above, put a pot of vegetables inside, and two small jars, and a few white-faced buns wrapped in cloth.

The dish is over-oiled meat, but there are many side dishes in it. The fungus green pepper and cucumber slices are sour bamboo shoots. They are fried with red pepper and smell delicious.

This is Zhaoer's craft.

Xue Juncai glanced at Zhaoer. Zhaoer always cooks for the dogs on weekdays. In fact, he also wants to eat, but he has no face and can not open his mouth.

"You eat a bite, but I can't see you. I can't explain it to my mother when I go back." Then, Zhaoer glanced at the shrine husband standing next to him, and asked timidly, "This is the gentleman you learned from? If you have n’t, do n’t eat with my Juncai, because the food in the country is poor. I ’m afraid you will be disgusted. ”

In fact, the shaofu has been slobbering for a long time, and he keeps his eyes flicking to the side, thinking about what kind of dishes the country girl makes so smelling. When asked at this time, there was a sense of shame that was taken out.

He cleared his throat and pretended to be a majestic look: "The girl is polite, I am not a sir." He also said to Xue Jun: "Since your sister lets you eat, you should go back to the house after eating, don't delay Now. "

"Yes."

After talking, the rabbi went out. Zhaoer looked at his back in disbelief, and then went to see Xue Juncai, who was really eating with chopsticks, and whispered: "I think this person is weird?"

Xue Juncai squeezed the chopsticks' hand and paused: "What's so strange."

In fact, he also counted that the priest came to look at him deliberately, just because they could not control their mouths and talk nonsense, including this time even Xiumu was canceled, and so was it. It is estimated that they will not go back if the matter is not over.

Zhaoer pretended to give him a dish of vegetables and took buns, and at the same time whispered, "Actually, I came to see you a little bit today. There is a man named Sun He in your studies. Do you know? Isn't it a red crane with a crane on top? The river of the great river. "

Xue Juncai was shocked, and the chopsticks in his hand fell off. He hurried to pick it up, and Zhaoer was also busy and said: "Look at what you panic, eat slowly, go back to your sister and make it for you, you are really in the school, don't let students rest."

While she was speaking, Xue Juncai asked quietly, "What do you ask him to do?"

In fact, Zhaoer saw Xue Juncai like this, knowing that there must be signs in it, maybe he still knows something. Immediately speaking with him aloud, while intermittently whispering to himself again.

"It's a human life, and it's just being stolen on several innocent people now. The owner of the court is also involved in the school. The owner of the library is a good person, and he has kept the students. If you know anything, you can tell us so that you can rest in peace with your classmates under Nine Springs. "

Xue Jun didn't pay attention to her, he sullen his head and ate vegetables and buns.

He seemed to be reborn as a hungry ghost, and he ate like a goblet. The vegetable was spicy, and his lips were red, so he was still eating hard. A thin layer of sweat beads appeared on his forehead, and it is clearly not yet summer.

A steamed bun was finally finished. He took a deep breath and was choked with discomfort.

Seeing this, Zhaoer touched the teapot next to it. When there was water in it, he brought it to him. He grunted and drank a lot, before he got comfortable, but he was still panicking.

He remembered what the curator said to them before. It was the first time he had seen such a gruesome expression when he saw the elegant and elegant curator. He also remembered the rich children of the rich who were doing evil in school and bullying honest students ...

Heavenly descendant is also responsible for the people of Sri Lanka. He must first suffer his mind, work his muscles, starve his skin, and lack his body. This is how they are taught in the book, and so are the gentlemen. Including himself, he has always been inspiring himself, but sometimes there are things that are not painful.

He remembered that Sun He was always pale ...

Xue Jun only knew what was good for himself, and the owner promised them that as long as they paid attention to their mouths, they would be given at least one child next year. He finally got what his father Qian Dingwan asked, but he was not happy at all.

Before he could understand it, he heard something coming out of his mouth. The voice was strange and hoarse.

Finally, Xue Juncai picked up the kettle and poured some water into his mouth before standing up. He looked at Zhao'er and said in a loud voice: "Sister, you go back and tell your mother, let him don't worry about me. It's okay in school, I will study hard and try to go back to the exam next year."

Zhao'er was still in shock. Nodded immediately when Wen Yan said, "That sister went back. When will you rest, will my sister come to pick you up."

"Ok."

Xue Juncai took the two jars of pickles brought to him by Zhao'er and went back to the number house.

At the other end, Zhaoer took the bamboo basket out of the school gate. She walked all the way down with her head down and walked on until she was called by the roadside before she came back to God.

"Have you heard?" Xue Tingyan.

"I heard."