Life passes quickly.

In the twinkling of an eye came the national day.

As a minor, the original owner still has a guardian.

But this guardian is not the guardian of the original owner, but a nominal guardian

How else can she buy and sell in that basement?

And this guardian is my aunt in the country.

The aunt married in her early years. Unfortunately, her husband died unexpectedly, and her only child was drowned.

Because there are no children, this is the original owner and guardian.

He just became the guardian of the original owner and didn't care about the original owner.

There is no tuition or living expenses.

After the death of the original owner's grandmother, it was difficult to move forward. At that time, when she was studying in a vocational college, people in the countryside looked at her pitifully, and the state also provided subsidies.

That's barely enough.

I think that my grandmother is a very kind old man. If she were here, my mother wouldn't live so miserable.

Fortunately, the basement is for the original owner.

Fortunately, a developer is so accommodating.

It may also be a strong nail household.

Anyway, Bai sang thought he was lucky to come to this world.

On national day, the school will close, but the teachers can stay.

So Bai sang can live in school.

She stayed at her place and sighed.

Bo Cheng hasn't found himself since the last competition.

Even if I saw her on the road, I didn't say hello to her.

A particularly ruthless child.

It's also that time passes too slowly. Why hasn't it expired yet.

She thought of the guardian of the original owner and planned to take advantage of this national day to have a look.

If it were not for her aunt, she would certainly be asked to go to her parents.

Unfortunately, the two parents have formed their own families. How can they remember such a daughter.

Not to mention giving her money.

Don't even think about it.

After Bai sang thought about it, he packed his bags and went to the countryside to find someone.

He took some clothes and walked out of the school.

The bus changed twice, starting in the morning and arriving at noon.

Came to a small village.

Bai sang came to the door of a one story house according to the memory of the original owner.

I saw a peasant woman sitting inside picking vegetables.

Seeing her coming back, I was not happy. I just said, "I'm back."

"Aunt." Bai Sang put his backpack on the stool and sat in front of him to help pick vegetables.

The aunt looked at her, bowed her head and continued to pick vegetables: "ask for money?"

"No money. An acquaintance asked me to serve dishes at her house."

"Oh." The aunt was a little surprised. She didn't say anything later.

The atmosphere is quiet.

The aunt took the dishes away and cooked them.

An hour later, a small plate of salted pork copied garlic and a plate of freshly picked vegetables.

A bowl of rice for one person.

Bai sang eats quietly.

After eating, I consciously wash the dishes.

I saw my aunt sitting at the door peeling beans.

She sat down to help.

In the afternoon, everyone in the village knew she was back.

A few people came to chat.

Bai sang heard them say that a TV station came here recently. It seems that he is filming something.

Everyone hasn't seen it. They think it's very novel. They ran over and looked at it for several times.

She was surprised.

I seem to have experienced this kind of thing myself.

"Go and have a look, too. You don't have to do it." The aunt pushed the man.

Bai sang could only stand up and walk along where the villagers said.

I didn't know I saw someone who shocked her.

"Bo Cheng?"

Standing on the cement roadside, a good-looking boy with a sullen face is not Bo Cheng!

Bai sang rubbed hard to make sure he didn't miss too much and have hallucinations.