The letter is not the handwriting of Hong Weiguo and his son, but another sharp font that she had never seen before.

Guan Jiu unfolded the letter and quickly read the few words. Finally, his eyes stopped on the signature. The three words made her confused for a moment. She thought about it very seriously before she could find a young figure from her memory.

Gu Mingchuan, the eldest son of Hong Weiguo's sister, is said to be a soldier.

Guan Jiu thought for a while before folding the letter, put it back into the envelope, then tore off a page from the single book, frowned and started writing.

After writing a few words, she felt a little tooth-pained and didn't know how to continue. She felt even more painful than writing an essay.

Guan Jiu is not an emotional person, or, in other words, although in most cases she can be regarded as a girl with delicate emotions, most of the time, she lives in her own world. Although she is not so stupid after living as Hong Yijing for many years, she is still not so stupid, except for her hunting in the mountains, she is quiet and quiet, and she rarely has a lively moment, let alone a noisy mood.

Among so many subjects, she is most afraid of Chinese. No matter which subject it is, she always gets full marks. Even if the test questions are very difficult, she will lose at most ten points, which is equivalent to the difficulty of the last big question. In liberal arts, she has a good memory, and she has a good time to recite day after day, and has also learned very well. Even in English, she can always get full marks.

Only in Chinese, she suffers from reading comprehension and composition. She can often answer the reading comprehension according to the format or routine, but she cannot do it well in composition. She is always just a matter of the rules, and to put it bluntly, it is no distinctive, and at most she is qualified.

Therefore, over the years, her Chinese language has been the worst subject, and she is also a student who makes all junior high school Chinese teachers want to bite the handkerchief and shed speechless tears.

Obviously, every exam in other subjects is at the top three levels in a single subject, but in Chinese, I have never been able to enter the top three. This iron rule, at present, even continues to high school.

If Guan Jiu hadn't had a particularly positive attitude towards learning, I guess a Chinese teacher who could not stand the blows of his colleagues early in the morning rushed over and bit her.

Guan Jiu did not receive the deep resentment from the Chinese teachers. He just pulled his hair several times during the reply. In the end, he brushed it with just a few words, and it was done.

Not long after she sent the letter back, she received a registered mail from the post office in the town. Gu Mingchuan sent all the money she sent back.

She stood in the post office for a while, and sent the money back on the spot. She also spent more than one yuan to buy envelopes and stamps, and sent him a small note.

"No reward is received without merit."

Guan Jiu thought to himself that this person was a little troublesome, so it would be better not to contact him in the future.

Unexpectedly, her premonition was very accurate. Not long after, Gu Mingchuan actually sent her money, and then she also received a letter with only a small note.

“Learn to the best role model.”

If it weren't for living in this era for a long time, Guan Jiu wouldn't know what he meant. But now she understands the spirit of being willing to help others and even sacrifice herself for the country.

Because of this, she finally felt a little distressed.

She accepted the book and was already using it, so she naturally couldn't send it back. After all, it was probably not suitable for sending it back. If she really sent it back, it would be a slap in the face, but this was impossible.

But the problem is that he doesn't charge the money. If he doesn't charge it, she will not be able to use it with peace of mind. What's more, the quality of the tutoring books and reading notes he sent in the past is quite good. She hopes that this can be continued in the future, so she cannot owe other more valuable favors.

But what does it look like when I send it back and forth?

Guan Jiu didn't understand what he wanted to do. She believed in equivalent exchanges. No matter how bad it was, the human relationships should be as good as she learned in this small mountain village.

But what are the best things for her to interact with Gu Mingchuan?

Guan Jiu couldn't figure it out, so he put the matter down for the time being. He didn't send the money back, and naturally he didn't reply the letter.

When the final exam was finished in the second semester, she did not stay at home to help with the farming. She was introduced by her relatives again and went to the city to work in the summer vacation.

This time, she went to work during the day and gave the factory owner's daughter a lesson at night. After nearly two months of busyness, she earned 3,000 yuan. The salary is part of the money, the tutoring fee is part of it, and the so-called simple work received from the little girl because she helped the boss's daughter solve a problem.

After Guan Jiu returned, he gave Hong Aiguo and Ding Chunhua 1,000 yuan each, and gave another 600 yuan to Hong Dazhu and his wife, asking them to buy whatever they wanted. With the fare, she bought three skirts for the remaining 200 yuan, and three sisters each one.

She didn't hand over the money for her first time working, and she almost got to death by Ding Chunhua with a shoulder pole. If she hadn't run fast and had a legitimate reason to buy books, and Hong Aiguo and others supported her, she would probably not be able to go home to have a meal. Even if there were elders in front of her, Ding Chunhua would have been talking coldly to her for half a year.

This time, he gave the family a total of 2,000 yuan, and Ding Chunhua was finally satisfied. She asked her relatives about the salary, so she didn't know that Guan Jiu had paid the money for helping others with tutoring and paid 600 yuan for the two elderly people in the family.

However, people are always greedy. Because they received such a big income, Ding Chunhua had the idea of ​​letting her youngest daughter go out to work again. She muttered during the day and blew the pillow wind hard at night.

Hong Aiguo's heart was shaken for a moment, but he quickly woke up. In order to avoid asking his wife to mention this matter again, he said with a cold face that if she really had to rush her little daughter to work, he would divorce her directly.

Ding Chunhua was unbelievable when she heard this. For more than 20 years, she had always had a shadow in her heart because she had not been able to give birth to a son, just because she was afraid that her husband would use this matter to divorce and remarry. This time, it was as if countless dark thoughts in the past had been confirmed. Ding Chunhua was very scared.

But because of Hong Aiguo's threat, Ding Chunhua hated her younger daughter even more and decided that Guan Jiu was the broom star. One night after several quarrels broke out, she became evil from her heart, and she copied a fruit knife and touched Guan Jiu's room.

In order to accumulate energy and welcome the arrival of the new semester, Guan Jiu went to bed early. She never expected that Ding Chunhua, as a mother, would eat poisonously.

The weather is hot in summer and there are many mosquitoes. Guan Jiu's mosquito net that has been used for many years has a hole, which is hard to guard against. When Ding Chunhua came in, she was lying down with her shirt half rolled out, revealing her slender waist and back.

Because she was too angry, Ding Chunhua did not turn on the lights, but just walked to the bed with a ferocious expression, lifted the mosquito net with one hand and swung the knife with the other. When Guan Jiu's sharp screams came through the darkness, she felt a sense of pleasure for no reason.

But soon she couldn't laugh.

Guan Jiu, who was awakened by the severe pain, saw the black shadow in front of the bed, subconsciously raised his legs and kicked him hard in the chest. Ding Chunhua caught him off guard and was kicked straight, leaned back and fell to the ground, knocked the back of her head onto the stool, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Oh, you damn girl, you're so heartbroken, I'm looking for death!"

"Dad, Dad, help! Mom wants to kill me, Mom wants to kill me, Help, Dad!! Help, help, help, help!!!"

Guan Jiu felt a scorching pain on his back. He ran out while running out of Ding Chunhua, screaming in horror expressionlessly, like a dying beast, struggling to survive.

In the quiet night, the girl's crisp and sharp cry for help quickly spread. Not only Hong Aiguo was shocked and woke up immediately, but even the neighbor Hong Qiliang family, who was not far away, thought something big had happened. They woke up their two sons, and each picked up their kitchen knives and ran to support him quickly.

Most rural people are simple, and every household knows the truth. They support each other in trouble. They participate in weddings and funerals. They are willing to help you and help you even if you are in major disasters and minor disasters.

However, what Hong Qiliang and his son did not expect was that they hurriedly ran over, not seeing the thief from other places, nor did they encounter the unscathed and injured desperate ones.

Guan Jiu was wearing pajamas, with blood on his back. Hong Aiguo seemed to be crazy, his eyes burst, "pa", "pa", "pa", "pa", "pa", "pa", "pa", "pa", "pa", "pa", and "pa". Ding Chunhua dodged and even her teeth were slapped away.

"Patriotic, patriotism, stop, stop quickly, do you want to kill someone? Hurry up and carry Xiaojing to protect the country, hurry up!"

Seeing that Hong Aiguo seemed to have never heard of it, he was so crazy that he was only swaying his arms and shaved his ears. Ding Chunhua was even more at ease. Hong Qiliang made a quick decision and asked his younger son to rush to Hong Baoguo to wake up the people. He also asked his eldest son Hong Guang to carry Guan Jiu on his back and ran out immediately. However, he went to Yang Qiye's house and asked someone to drive to Hong Baoguo to prepare to go to the town hospital later, or, in serious cases, he had to rush to the county town overnight.

Guan Jiu lay on Hong Guang's back, and except for the occasional humming, she never spoke again. At this time, she was a little confused, and more of a sudden disgust, and she was even more of her own.

Even in the not-far past, she was an orphan with nothing, but her natural prudence and tolerance made her live safely to adulthood. However, in this completely new and strange era, she thought she had ushered in a new life and worked hard to live, but it turned out that she was still too trusting in the so-called blood and family affection.

Even if she was politely getting along with her like a guest, Ding Chunhua was not willing to do so. And she naively thought that as long as she didn't care, she could ignore the other person's existence and ignore the huge danger that the other person might bring to her.

What are orphans? Orphans will do whatever they want to survive and will flatten species that affect their safety. Because there are no relatives and friends to rely on, they should not be careless about the surrounding environment and personnel.

But she was careless and almost paid the price of her life.

She is Hong Yijing now, but not Hong Yijing. In the final analysis, she is Guan Jiu, and she can only be Guan Jiu.

This belated understanding made Guan Jiu cry silently, and then her eyes went dark and she finally fainted due to excessive blood loss and emotional excitement.

She was very tired. Even in the dark dream, the pain in her body reminded her of the mistakes she had made all the time.

If she had no way to avoid the pile of garbage falling from the sky, so it was understandable, then this time the injury could be said to be her own fault.

Even if she dies again, she deserves it.

She is not Hong Yijing. Even if she lives as Hong Yijing, she will not be able to completely replace Hong Yijing.

Hong Yijing died of old age with grief and numbness. Is she Guan Jiu going to die?

What kind of existence is she now? She is not using her own body, but she still has the memories of her life in the baby care center, so is she in a state of soul?

Do people really have souls?

Even if there is, she will still be lost? The soul that dies and loses the container should return to the underworld, and the rebirth of rebirth, and the annihilation of annihilation.

Hong Yijing has never done anything to build a home of her own. She is a natural thing to fail, right?

There is nothing to look forward to. Hong Yijing shouldn't expect too much, and she has no idea about Guan Jiu...

"Di Di Di Di, the host's will to seek life is gradually lost, and the first-level stimulation element network pulse invasion is invalid, and the second-level stimulation element network pulse invasion is invalid, and the third-level stimulation element network pulse invasion is invalid..."

Guan Jiu was a little curious as there was a voice that kept pouring into his mind.

It is good to say that people are about to die, but she is about to die, and she still has no desire to tell anyone. It is just that because she cannot calm down, she is not very curious about the annoying voice in her ears.

Curiosity will kill the cat, but this time, curiosity saved her.

Guan Jiu stretched out his heavy eyelids, his vision blurred, and he blinked slowly, and finally became clear.

She woke up.

I found that I was not dead, but just lay ignorantly for two months.

This should be good news. After digesting the fact that she is still alive, she thought expressionlessly that it might be bad news.

For three days, she let the bedside people come and go lively, and she didn't say a word like a mute, but she wasn't really deaf, so she still knew what she should know but didn't want to know.

Her injury this time looked very serious, but she was very lucky. Because of the cover of the quilt and clothes, she almost injured her internal organs, but she avoided it. The wound was deep and looked scary, but she was only seriously bleeding.

She took off her top and slowly confirmed it back with her hands. From her right shoulder to her left abdomen, Ding Chunhua used a fruit knife to carve a long scar on her.

His character exploded, but he almost scared himself to death. Guan Jiu didn't know whether to cry or laugh. In the end, he had no expression.
Chapter completed!