"If it weren't for the fact that you were related to Director Zhu, do you think you would have turned the school into a garbage dump and would not have been fired?" Teacher Jiang's voice was very contemptuous, and it was belittled and suppressed everywhere, which sounded very harsh.

But soon, she would never be able to speak.

Li Qingruo saw liquid flowing in through the crack in the door.

At the same time, the door to the storage room opened.

Teacher Jiang was lying on the ground, her body still twitching, her blood gushing out of her neck like a waterfall.

She seemed to want to say something, but her trachea was severed, and she could only make a bellows-like sound, and blood continued to drip from her mouth.

Li Qingruo saw clearly, the crazy woman in the countryside she wanted to talk about.

The dormitory manager didn't seem to see Li Qingruo, and after she opened the door, she grabbed Teacher Jiang's arm and dragged her into the storage room like a snakeskin bag.

Realizing that Li Qingruo was looking at her, the dormitory manager raised her eyes to look at her and showed a smile.

The corners of her mouth actually grinned behind her ears.

"Would you like to taste the freshest ingredients?" the dormitory aunt's voice was extremely hoarse, as if someone had choked her throat.

Li Qingruo shook his head and handed the milk and navel oranges in his hand to the dormitory manager.

The dormitory manager's aunt, who was still smiling, suddenly had a distorted and weird face, "For me?".

Although he was a little scared in his heart, Li Qingruo still nodded.

"Give it to me. Aunt Dormitory muttered.

She seemed to wake up from a dream, and threw Teacher Jiang's body on the ground with a "snap".

Then he panicked and wiped the blood from his hands with his clothes.

It was only when her hands were wiped white that she trembled and took the milk and navel oranges.

Her eyes were filled with tears, and although they were red, they didn't seem so weird and terrifying.

The

dormitory aunt wiped away her tears with her cuffs, put things under her feet, and found a strange key from a large bunch of keys around her waist.

Then handed it to Li Qingruo.

“?"

Without waiting for Li Qingruo to speak, the dormitory manager explained, "This is the key to the dormitory, if you don't have a place to go, you can go back to the dormitory." "

Does that mean that she can evade the rules by hiding in the dorm?

But as a last resort, she didn't dare to gamble.

"Thank you. Li Qingruo thanked him.

"No thanks. Aunt Dormitory Manager has returned to her former mean appearance, "Just call me Aunt Gui." "

"This is the first time anyone has given me a gift. Aunt Gui sighed.

Although he knew that now was not the time to be curious, Li Qingruo still couldn't help it, "Aunt Gui, don't you have any children?"

Many elderly people do not have children, and in their later years, they can only earn a living on their own.

Aunt Gui's face was stunned, and she sighed, "Yes, I have children and four sons." "

"But no one wants me to be a bad old woman, what's the use of thinking I'm dirty. Although she was blaming her son, she calmed down a lot: "I saved money for a lifetime to start a family for them, and in the end, I had to rely on my nephew to help." "

Even in this case, Aunt Gui is still self-sufficient.

Despite the criticism, she gritted her teeth and persevered, even the rules thought that giving her discarded goods would be enough in exchange for her help.

This is not sad in another sense.

Aunt Gui walked over to one of the snakeskin bags and rummaged through half of her body.

Eventually, she found a watch that had long since been rusted.

"Then I'll give you a gift too. Aunt Gui's hands were still a little shaky.

This time, Li Qingruo did suffer a loss of time, and she did not shirk it, and accepted such a gift happily.

"Good boy, if those people bully you again, maybe you can ask your parents for help. Aunt Gui stared at her lovingly, "My nephew may be able to help you too." "

"Okay. That said, it's wrong not to bother parents and expel parents.

She should have sought help from her parents, but what could she do to get in touch with them?

"Aunt Gui, you know, our school doesn't allow mobile phones. Li Qingruo pretended to be depressed and allowed to be bullied.

Sure enough, Aunt Gui, who had been somewhat back to normal, suddenly became sluggish again, and her gray hair became more and more, as if she was pregnant with something.

"Maybe you can go to my nephew's office, which has a landline for students and contact information for parents. After saying this, Aunt Gui left the storage room with the gifts.

It seems that she does have to go to Mr. Zhu's office again, and she has to put the materials back.

It just so happened that the teacher on duty was killed, and she could take advantage of this time to read the information.

She was in such a hurry that she folded them up and stuffed them in her pockets.

Although there are some folds, it does not affect the resolution.

There are the first prize of county-level composition, the special prize of school-level debate, and the second prize of municipal English recitation.

The teacher's comments at the back are bound into a book.

At the beginning, the teacher's evaluation of Song Zhongan was unabashedly praised, but in February, Mr. Jiang said that he hoped he could communicate more with his classmates, and then there were even various derogatory terms that were bad, poor, and perverse.

Therefore, Song Zhongan's transfer not only did not bring about an improvement in his grades, but instead caused his grades to drop significantly.

Li Qingruo glanced at his watch, and it was already 1:50.

But the bell that should have been ringed never rang.

It seems that the misdirection in time is indeed serious.

The dormitory door still didn't open.

But she had the key.

As she walked out of the dormitory door, she had an idea.

If she locks the door to her dorm room, does that mean that the other students are not following the school rules?

The students' malice towards her was too strong, and if they disappeared, probably.

Soon, Li Qingruo rejected this plan.

Sometimes, students are a double-edged sword.

Some information is much easier to get from a student than from a teacher.

When Li Qingruo passed the wisteria Luomu Bridge, a long-haired white cat suddenly jumped out.

She remembered that there was no rule that she could not feed stray cats, and she took two steps back to be on the safe side.

But the white cat approached her, skilfully rubbed her, and purred incessantly.

It's overture.

Seeing that Li Qingruo did not react, a trace of confusion flashed in the white cat's eyes.

It simply jumped into her arms, then climbed onto her shoulder, rubbed its head against her face, and stuck out its tongue to lick her, "meowing" very softly.

The white cat has no malicious intent, she can accurately sense that it likes her and wants to be close to her.

She looked sideways at the furry cat face and saw a jade plaque hanging from his neck that read "Eleven" in traditional characters. "

Li Qingruo rubbed its head, "It turns out that your name is Eleven." "

It's a pity that your master is gone.

If she guessed correctly, the owner of Eleven should be Song Zhong'an, the clean and soft boy.

But it's time for her to go to class, this class is Mr. Zhu's math class, and he has always been strict.

She nodded eleven pink nose, "Wait until I bring you something to eat in the afternoon." "

Eleven stuck out her pink tongue and licked her.

Perhaps, in this class, she can explore Mr. Zhu's office.

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