Chapter 11

In the class she took, most of the poor students in the school came to her class. She felt that even if she was tired of vomiting blood, 80% of the bonus could not reach her pocket. However, the headmaster said that as long as she could make a little progress, she would get a bonus. Although the bonus was not too much, no matter how few mosquitoes, it was also a piece of meat, Can always last longer.

She touched herself, took out a few dollars and put them on the table.

"Liangliang, mom won't come back at noon today. This is today's meal money. I put it here."

Liu Liang didn't answer, but Zhou Lanping knew that she heard it. She hurriedly picked up her bag and rushed to the school.

When she left, Liu Liang came out of the house. She picked up all the money and counted it. Five yuan is one yuan. Maybe later, the five yuan can't even eat a meal, but now for a bowl of rice of a few cents, it's enough for the meals of ordinary students for a week.

She squeezed the five yuan in her hand and put it on herself.

When she opened the door again, she went into her room and opened the wardrobe. It was full of clothes that she brought back from the Xu family. It has to be said that in such an era of lack of goods, the overall level of residents was not high, but the Xu family was the first batch of people to go to the sea because of their ancestral foundation, so it's no wonder that their family business was very large, In her last life, she was dazzled by these fans. Even if she was a servant, a dog, a snort and a lingering breath, she wanted to go back.

But I don't know. The original prosperity passed away. She really got these beautiful things, but she lost more. She lost her time, her youth, her life, and finally her life.

She took a breath, picked up some good quality clothes, found a snake skin bag and stuffed all the clothes in.

Then she directly carried the bag on her shoulder and went out while it was still a little dark outside.

She won't tear down Lan Ping's house. A neighbor poked his head out of the house. "I don't know what's in such a big bag, isn't it money?"

With a slap, the speaker was slapped by his mother.

"What's the money? What's the money in their family? All the money has been stolen by Liu Zongguang's heartless scroll. If she really has money, does the little girl still want to go back to Xu's family?"

"Yes." the speaker touched his own head and slapped his head. "The Zhou family is now in a mess, but Miss Zhou is unlucky, and the girl in her family is also unlucky. The good daughter is good, but now she has been beaten back to her original form." but if it was him, he wouldn't want to change it.

"What's wrong with Miss Zhou?" the old lady slapped her son again, "You despise loving the rich. The old God is watching. If the girl has a conscience, she also knows that her mother is good and not easy, and her life will not be too bad in the future. Teacher Zhou is a teacher. Can the children taught be bad, but if she has no conscience, she will be punished by heaven sooner or later."

She said unintentionally, but if Liu Liang was there, she would listen attentively.

At this time, the condemned Liu Liang, carrying a snake skin bag, had walked to the station.

"Little girl, why did you carry such a big bag?" the conductor saw that Liu Liang carried a bag almost taller than herself, so he quickly asked for help.

"Sister, don't use it. It's heavy."

Liu Liang hurriedly took the bag and didn't dare to let go. It was really heavy.

As soon as the conductor in her thirties heard this sentence, her heart was sweet beyond the clouds. She was even more enthusiastic. She had to help Liu Liang take the bag. As a result, she mentioned it.

The bag didn't even move.

It must have been her posture that didn't move just now. She didn't believe it. Then she went up with her hands. This time, she lifted it, but she even made her strength to eat milk. Even if the bag was still heavy, she couldn't lift it.

It's embarrassing.

"Sister, I'll come. We are rural people with great strength."

Liu Liang lifted the snakeskin bag with one hand and walked into the car.

The conductor shook his wrist. It seems that she has too little strength. Such a small girl is stronger than her.

Liu Liang put the snake skin bag behind the car. She also sat in the back parking space. The ticket is not expensive. She can go where she wants for two yuan.

Soon after, people in the car came up, and a woman sat beside her. The woman held a child. The child looked a little vague, not very good.

Is this sick?

You can tell from your face.

When the woman saw Liu Liang looking at her from time to time, she couldn't help laughing, "the child is ill and may be noisy."

"It's all right." Liu Liang smiled at the woman, but the arc of her mouth was a little stiff. She touched her lips. In fact, she forgot how long she hadn't really smiled. If she didn't mention it in her last life, she wouldn't have been happy for a day. Maybe the real happiness was when she returned to Zhou Lanping. At that time, she was so willful and wanton, She also likes to lose her temper. She loses her temper incisively and vividly. She is more like a big miss than the genuine big Miss Xu Jiajia.

Later, she lived in a humble and low self-esteem. There were no people who really smiled at her, and there were no people she wanted to really smile.

The woman held the child and coaxed him from time to time. The child's small face was also a little red. Even the cry was hoarse. The conductor kindly poured some hot water for the woman and asked her to feed the child.

At this time, people are very simple and simple. There are no later people with crooked intestines. The old man dare to help lying on the ground. There are not so many infidelities inside and outside marriage. People are still simple and lovely.

The woman carefully fed the child to drink water. The child drank a few mouthfuls and stopped making trouble. His small face was red and his eyelashes were very long. His small mouth was very dry and not as ruddy as other children.

Suddenly, Liu Liang felt her hands warm. When she lowered her head, she saw the child stretch out a small hand, a little, soft and warm.

She gently touched the little hand, and the child instinctively grasped her finger, just as she would grab her mother's hand when she was in the hospital. She was afraid that she would not wake up when she slept. She was afraid that she would no longer be able to open her eyes when she slept. Therefore, she needed warmth and strength to pull her back from hell.