Yang Zimei sat helplessly under a tree on one side, looking at the various innocent and simple smiling faces of his classmates from a distance, but his eyes were barren, and his heart seemed to be broken into countless pieces.
"Zimei, what's wrong?"
Xia Mo ran over with a can of beer and asked with concern. She reached out and touched her forehead and found that it was very cold. "Are you sick?"
Yang Zimei shook his head.
"What was that phone call just now? You were obviously very happy to answer it, so why did you look like this again? What happened? Tell me, and even if I can't help you, I can still use it as your trash to talk to.
Tong, if you talk about the pain, you will feel a lot better."
Xia Mo put his arm around her shoulders and said.
Yang Zimei weakly leaned her head on Xia Mo's shoulder and remained silent.
She didn't know how to tell Xia Mo this.
Everything is your own guess.
Long Zhutian will be back tomorrow, so let's wait until he comes back and then ask him face to face.
However, she was so unsure of herself and so confused.
She didn't speak, and Xia Mo didn't say anything either. He just let her rest her head on his shoulder, patting her shoulder lightly from time to time.
This is the power of friendship.
There is no need to say anything, just being by your side quietly like this will make the suffering person feel less lonely.
At this time, Yang Zimei's cell phone rang again.
I thought it was a call from Long Zhutian, so I hurriedly answered the call, but it turned out to be from my mother.
"Niuniu, have you gone home?"
There was a hint of helplessness in Huang Xiuli's voice.
"No, I'm still with my classmates." Yang Zimei vaguely guessed the reason why she called him and answered lazily.
"Niuniu, no matter what, Huangcun is mom's natal family. The situation is so bad now, and my uncle has realized his mistake. He said a lot of good things in front of mom today, so you can forgive him."
Huang Xiuli said cautiously.
Yang Zimei was so upset at this time that he didn't want to think about the situation in Huangcun at all.
On that day, because he had promised his mother to rush to Huangcun, he was unable to spend more time with Long Zhutian, which led to the hasty separation of the two.
Now, even if the sky falls, she doesn't want to care anymore.
She just wanted to find out what the woman talking behind Long Zhutian had to do with him.
Everything else is unimportant unless it's Master's business.
"Mom, I understand."
She replied impatiently, "I'm a little busy right now, so I won't talk to you."
"Niuniu, don't hang up the phone yet. My uncle is waiting for your reply and asks you when he can go to Huangcun. Otherwise, he won't be able to return to the village. He said that everyone in the village is accusing him and lying in front of his house.
Shit and rubbish, your cousins are also being bullied everywhere.”
Huang Xiuli said anxiously.
"That's what he deserves. Mom, don't forget how he treated you and me that day. He didn't care about flesh and blood, so what should we talk about?"
Yang Zimei said coldly.
"Niuniu, uncle has realized his mistake. No matter what, he is your uncle. We can't just watch him do this."
Huang Xiuli sighed.
"Well, I know, let's wait until I have time. I don't have time to go to Huangcun these days. I have important things to do. Ask him to go back and wait. I don't like to see his face at home."
After Yang Zimei finished speaking, he hung up the phone upset.