Jing Jian was already very clear about what Zhao Jinhe would say later. It was nothing more than: his girl was promising, and the Jing family was defeated and not worthy of it... In the end, it must be the finishing touch - I hope Jing Jian will recognize the reality and not want to eat swan meat.

"Hehe, standard rebirth divorce flow?" Jing Jian was completely happy. The beginning was good! But to be honest, just those few ants in Zhao Xia's family were inferior to those of people? Even Mo Bullying the young man is poor and he can't be interested in the slap in the face?

Without the intention to waste time, Jing Jian simply pointed out: "Uncle, Xiaoxia and I have discussed it. Everything is based on her future. If you really have such a day, it will be easy to get along and break up. Anyway, there will be no children. I won't make things difficult for your family."

Zhao Jinhe blinked and smoked a dry tobacco, not knowing what to say for a moment. It seemed that everything went smoothly, and I felt something was wrong, as if I was hitting the cotton with one punch. Before Zhao Jinhe could continue to say, Jing Jian smiled and went to the ground: "Uncle, if it's okay, I'll leave. I'll take the thing myself."

"Okay, let's go! Xiaoyong, help your brother-in-law find it."

...

Looking around the furniture and items left at home, there are memories everywhere, which makes Jing Jian feel deeply moved.

I didn’t feel deeply when I left home in my previous life. I always thought I would go back to my hometown in the future, and even had the excitement of reunion between husband and wife and the longing for a better life in the capital.

However, this time, Jing Jian has basically confirmed that he will never come back.

The luggage I took away was packed. The bedding was changed, the textbook notes left by himself and Zhao Xia, some of Jing Jian’s own private souvenirs, and the recorder. In addition, there were the hundreds of Taizu badges left by Jing Baisheng.

After the abscond incident came to an end, Jing Baisheng's personal belongings were sent home. There was nothing valuable. The only thing that could be worth tens of thousands in later generations was the Taizu badge unique to this era. However, this thing is not rare at all now. The reason why Jing Jian took it away was to leave a souvenir.

Touching the furniture one by one, inch by inch of the wall, I slowly walked into the kitchen. The pots, pans, hanging bacon, and a large jar of pickles... were about to throw them away, as if I was ashamed of Zhao Xia. The pile of firewood in the corner was the fruit of my hard work for several days.

And now...?

Jing Jian sighed in his heart, made up his mind, left the kitchen without looking back, bent down and carried the shoulder pole with his luggage. He walked out of the room and the yard door, closed it reluctantly, took a look, just one look, don't look, let's go! His nose was a little sore, shouldn't this be? I can't remember the last time I cried, men should have tears and never flicked them. It shouldn't be like this! I'll leave, never look back...

Setting on the dirt road leaving the village, the wheat threshing field in the distance gathered villagers chatting in groups of three or three. During the slack season of the first lunar month, gathering together family matters is one of the few entertainments in rural areas in this era.

Jing Jian didn't want to be a topic in the village, so he wanted to leave quietly like this. Several playful children passed by, and Jing Jian called the eldest son of the Pan family: "Go and let me live in the county town for a while. If there is anything, let him find me in the county town."

Unexpectedly, as soon as the naughty child left, he immediately ran and shouted: "Uncle Xiaowa is going to the county town! He is leaving!"

Jing Jian looked confused.

Smiling and shook his head, Jing Jian continued to walk outside the village, ignoring the gazes of every household on both sides of the road. The eyes were mixed with sympathy, indifference, contempt and sighs. He wanted to leave with a low profile, but it seemed that he could no longer be low profile.

Jing Jian suddenly remembered that in the future, he would be able to achieve enlightenment by himself, and the whole village would also be able to ascend to heaven. Almost every household here would have gained his own benefits. Now looking at this situation, I can only sigh that the world is in a cold and cold way!

He doesn't bother to remember any grudges. Maybe when he develops in the future, Jing Jian will still help these villagers when he comes to him. It has nothing to do with being arrogant or generous. This is the social moral code, and it is the way of the world. Sometimes he is helpless, and the human relationship society has its own rules.

When he arrived at Xiaoqing Mountain outside the village, Jing Jian stopped. His mother and grandfather were on this hill. In response to the central government's call for "retiring graves and farming", his father Jing Baisheng did not set up a tomb for them, but only sprinkled the ashes here, resulting in no place to worship.

Jing Jian put down his luggage and walked towards the small green mountain. He hugged the thickest pine tree, and Jing Jian kissed affectionately. "Farewell, my dearest relatives, I will keep you in my heart and take you to the ends of the world forever..."

...

Finally, I bid farewell to the sadness and came to the county town again. According to the address left by Wei Yingzhi, I found her residence without much effort.

It was a large house with several in and out of the front and back, and there were many families living inside, and Wei Yingzhi lived in a house in the side wing.

When Wei Yingzhi saw Jing Jian, she was very happy. After a few greetings, she went straight to the topic: "Comrade Xiao Jing, are you here? The room behind has been cleaned up, but the conditions are relatively poor. Take a look first and then talk about it with satisfaction."

Follow Wei Yingzhi through the corridor, and after walking a few steps, he came to the house he rented. When Jing Jian looked at the structure of the house, he knew that it was originally a utility room. When he opened the door, he saw that it was indeed a good one. It was only seven or eight square meters, with a table, a chair and a single bed inside. Wei Yingzhi felt a little embarrassed: "It's quite simple, you can live there first. Comrade Xiao Jing..."

Jing Jian interrupted with a smile: "Call Xiao Jing. I will be your student in the future. This place is very good, and it is half a year's rent." While saying, he handed over a roll of money.

"Too many." Wei Yingzhi quickly refused.

"I really think it's too much, even if it's a fee," Jing Jian said with a smile. "I don't have time to cook. If it's not trouble, I'll give it a treat?"

"Let's mouth." Wei Yingzhi rolled her eyes to Jing Jian a few times in a giggle.

With Jing Jian's insistence, Wei Yingzhi finally accepted the money. Then, she briefly introduced the school's curriculum arrangements.

The courses for resuming high school classes are actually quite simple. There are no new courses anymore, only one thing left - intensive training in the college entrance examination.

Every Friday and Saturday, we will conduct a simulation test for seven subjects in science. Take a breath on a half day on Sunday. From Monday to Thursday, we will analyze the test papers and prepare for the next simulation test. This cycle is completely a sea of ​​questions and fatigue bombardment. And tomorrow is the first basic test in the new semester.

As for evening self-study and Sunday self-study, unless it is a special arrangement, you can go to school or not. You can review at school, have a teacher on duty to answer questions, or you can go home to review by yourself.
Chapter completed!