Farmer's Struggle

Chapter 535
As a result, as soon as she walked out of the teaching building, she saw Zhou Yan standing in the open space in front of the building waiting for her.

Zhou Yan might come again if he didn't make it clear, which was quite a headache.Ju Ling thought for a while, and decided to take a little time to have a good chat with Zhou Yan, and talk about everything.

The two came to a drink shop in the school. Zhou Yan asked for a treat, but Ju Ling refused and bought a drink by himself.

Zhou Yan watched her drink with a bitter face, and suddenly laughed helplessly.

"You are still the same as when you were a child," Zhou Yan said, "You have a stubborn and hard temper. You usually look gentle and gentle, but anyone who offends you will suffer. This time I have completely annoyed you, right? sorry."

"You didn't apologize to me," Ju Ling said very calmly: "In the final analysis, it's your own emotional problems, which have nothing to do with me. It's just that your problems just touched my thunder point. Those things you did are Even as a friend, I can't accept it at all, so I have to stop being friends, do you understand?"

Zhou Yan smiled bitterly and nodded: "I understand, of course I understand, I just feel it's a pity. We have known each other for so many years, and we have experienced many things together, but in the end we ended up not even being friends. Actually, you don't It is right to be my friend, some things have a second time the first time, and there may be countless times after the second time, even I can't control myself."

Ju Ling sensed something, and looked at Zhou Yan indifferently without asking.

Zhou Yan confessed by himself: "I took her to beat the child, and gave her a sum of money, so that she would not come to me in the future. I thought that I would be able to restore my original life if I broke up with her, but I was deceiving myself. Later I I went to the bar a few more times and drank every time, but I never got drunk once."

Not drunk, then what?

Naturally, it's a spring breeze with the right person.

When he was indulging in the night, he felt relaxed and happy, and felt that he could handle everything.After waking up, I began to regret and suffer again, and wanted to turn back time and give myself a mouthful of last night.

"I used to think that I was different from my parents. Even bad bamboos can produce good bamboo shoots. I am the good bamboo shoots. I overestimated myself. I was no better than them. I was also selfish and narrow-minded. I I don't deserve a friend like you. I think the thing I regret most in my life is losing you as a friend," Zhou Yan lowered his head and said slowly.

He was so touched by himself, but Ju Ling still looked indifferent.

"You really overestimate yourself", Ju Ling said lightly: "Your so-called life is actually just this time, maybe you don't have to wait until next year and you will have more regrets. I am a part of your life." Passerby, now when you are lonely and depressed, you feel that I have lost a lot of friends. In the future, when you are surrounded by friends and colleagues, you will never think of me. So, what should you do, don’t leave me here to move yourself gone."

Ju Ling's words were thorny, and every slap pierced Zhou Yan's heart.

Isn't that the truth? In a lifetime, a lifetime is so long, he still has a lot to lose, so what is a Ju Ling?

After drinking the drink, Ju Ling left, and Zhou Yan sat alone in the drink shop for a long, long time before leaving.

Two days later, Qiao Jue told Ju Ling the big news.

Zhou Yan left the capital, and he didn't know exactly where he went, but he left anyway.I didn't take away all the things I saved in Kyoto these years, I gave them away, and I walked away with a suitcase in a cool way.

"He probably wants to go to a strange place to start a new life, but I will definitely not be in his new life," Ju Ling said calmly.

She was calm, but Qiao Jue was not.

"Are you leaving tomorrow? Can't you buy tickets for the day after tomorrow or the day after tomorrow? I won't be able to pick you up tomorrow because I have too many classes. How troublesome it is for you to go to the train station with your suitcase alone!" Qiao Jue stood against the wall and looked at Ju Ling packed his luggage and said with a frown.

Was he really so mourned because he couldn't send Ju Ling home?of course not!

Xiao Qiao is upset because he wants to go home with him, but he is a teacher and cannot ask for leave!

awful.

Doesn't Ju Ling know what he's thinking? Hearing this, he looked up at him with a smile, and teased, "You still have to make money to pay off the mortgage, so don't think about running out all day long."

Qiao Jue looked up to the sky and wailed: "Life is like a big mountain. If you don't want to be crushed, you have to carry the weight forward. I am so miserable."

Ju Ling was so tired after packing her luggage, she thought about resting for a while before going to take a bath.He picked up his phone and looked through the messages, only to find that someone had sent her a WeChat message.

WeChat is a software that she has only recently started to use, and it was recommended by Ju Jing.

When she first started using WeChat, she was not used to it, so she told Ju Jing that QQ is fine, so why bother with a software with similar functions.Ju Jing felt that although the software did not have many functions, but the page was simple, it was more suitable for instant messaging than QQ.

It was Ju Jing who sent the message. She said that Ju Wenqi and Zhang Yongmei had a quarrel, and the quarrel was fierce, so Ju Ling should be mentally prepared.

It's normal for a husband and wife to have quarrels and fights, but Ju Wenqi and his wife are both so old, and their relationship has always been good, so they shouldn't be too noisy.

Ju Ling was really curious, and immediately called Ju Jing to ask about the situation.

When the phone was connected, Ju Jing whispered like a thief: "What are you doing? Chatting on WeChat, why did you call, I'm at home now!"

"Why are you acting like a thief at home? What's going on?" Ju Ling unconsciously lowered her voice, as if she could disturb the people on Ju Jing's side by speaking loudly.

Ju Jing sighed helplessly, and said in a funny and helpless way: "Our father, an old man, has nothing to do at home and has made himself a jealous jar. Our mother learned to dance with the dish. It’s not a decent person’s dance, twisting the waist and throwing the hips, don’t let our mother learn.”

"Arguing about this?" Ju Ling asked in disbelief.

"Ang, that's why! The quarrel was terrible. My mother didn't cook for my father, and she didn't let Brother Long do it. My father was so hungry that he called me to complain. I just came back to settle the conflict." ", Ju Jing couldn't hold back her laughter as she spoke.

Ju Ling also wanted to laugh, but to save face for her childish parents, she held back abruptly.

It was really inconvenient for Ju Jing to chat over there, so she hung up the phone after a few words, and the two changed to chatting on WeChat.

Zhang Yongmei has always liked dancing, but Ju Wenqi never supported it.Two years earlier in the winter, there were still people in the village who danced yangge, and went to rich people's houses to dance like other villages, and they would not leave unless they were paid.

Zhang Yongmei even bought the fans for twisting Yangko, but Ju Wenqi refused to let her go, saying that she was nonsense and said that she didn't know the severity, and Zhang Yongmei was also afraid of delaying the work of the restaurant, so in the end she didn't twist the Yangko.

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