"Yo, Brother Meng, it's rare to see you at such an hour!"

"Yes, why did Brother Meng get up so early to visit the bookstore?"

"Why did Brother Meng carry a basket? How many books are you planning to buy? Just let your servant carry it on your back, why did you carry it yourself!"

......

After talking nonsense, several students surrounded Meng Yu.

These are Meng Yu's former classmates.

Although Meng Yu was bullied on campus, he had never bullied these people much.

In addition, Meng Yu's Qingyun Embroidery Shop is the first embroidery shop in Qinghe County. Although the momentum of a Jinxiu Floor is emerging now, Qingyun Embroidery Shop seems to be less affected at the moment.

Jinxiufang makes men's clothing, and Qingyun embroidery shop makes women's clothing, each of which is very popular.

As for Meng Yu being bombed out of the academy, no one would be idle to be mean to him because of this.

The students were talking around Meng Yu, and Meng Yu was surrounded in the middle, and the soles of his feet seemed to be splashed with tinder oil.

Unbearable to worry.

With a pious prayer, Zhou Ping must not mention any book boy in public.

However......

What is in this world is what you are afraid of and what you come!

"Pingzi, how do you bring back so many books you bought? I'll ask the shop's guy to send it to you later."

Xu Feng tied more than a dozen books that Zhou Ping had picked on a thin rope, patted a pile of books high, and said.

Zhou Ping shook his head, "Thank you Uncle Xu, no need, I brought the book boy here."

Zhou Ping's words are crispy and shiny.

The students surrounding Meng Yu looked at Meng Yu in confusion, "Brother Meng, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so ugly all of a sudden? Are you sick?"

Meng Yu looked at Zhou Ping through the crack of the person and his eyes trembled.

Zhou Ping turned his head, bared his teeth at him, showed an innocent smile, and then raised his hand and pointed, "Uncle Xu, that's my book boy, let him carry it on his back."

Xu Feng looked in the direction of Zhou Ping's finger.

Where is the servant book boy?

Not a group of students?

Meeting Xu Feng's gaze, Meng Yu just wanted to make a hole in the spot.

"Where are you Shutong?" Xu Feng looked down at Zhou Ping, "Are you afraid that I will trouble you that you have Shutong? Pingzi is so sensible. I won't be troublesome. I'll let my friend send it to you later."

Zhou Ping said crisply: "No, Uncle Xu, I really have a book boy."

As he said that, Zhou Ping greeted Meng Yu, "Come here!"

Meng Yu suddenly felt a sudden sensation and his spine stiffened, as if he was hit by lightning.

A circle of classmates around Meng Yu looked at Zhou Ping incredibly.

"Who are you calling?"

Zhou Ping said with a stern look: "My book boy, Meng Yu!"

A group of people...

Wow!

The uncontrollable discussion immediately followed various gazes and hit Meng Yu.

Under the dumbfounded gaze of all classmates, Meng Yu walked towards Zhou Ping in humiliation.

Zhou Ping looked light and as if nothing had happened, he pointed to a stack of books on the table, "Put these on your back."

Xu Feng...

The corners of his eyes twitched and looked at Meng Yu again and again. Even though he had been through an accident for a long time, he couldn't help but blurting out words.

"Meng Yu is your book boy?"

For Meng Yu, this question undoubtedly sprinkled with another layer of salt on the wound.

Zhou Ping nodded, "Well, I'm sorry, he is willing to be a book boy for me, but I can't refuse if he insists on doing this."

Meng Yu...

It’s hard to refuse your mother!

Lies have been made in a row at a young age.

However, just as Meng Yu was cursing in his heart, he glanced at Zhou Ping's fist clenched at him from the corner of his eyes.

Suddenly...

Put the book into the basket and carry it.

Under the noisy and gaze of countless needle-like gazes, Meng Yu followed Zhou Ping to leave the bookstore.

As soon as he left the bookstore, Meng Yu immediately took a deep breath.

The spring is chilly, and I feel that the vest is soaked with sweat.

"There is a saying that I don't know whether to say it or not." Meng Yu followed Zhou Ping and gritted his teeth.

Zhou Ping said, "Say it, I may not listen anyway."

Meng Yu...

Take a deep breath, raise your hand and rub your forehead, "Can you not humiliate me like this?"

Zhou Ping looked at Meng Yu in confusion and confused, "Hurt? What did I humiliate you? Isn't what you did? Isn't what a book boy should do?"

Meng Yu said, "But I...I...I am the son of the Meng family."

"I didn't say you weren't!"

As he said that, Zhou Ping patted Meng Yu's arm.

"Okay, OK, you will get used to it in a few days. The spoiled young master will be a little uncomfortable when he is a book boy for the first time. He will gradually adapt. Let's go to the best restaurant for dinner! I won't treat you badly."

Meng Yu...

Want to go to a restaurant?

There are more playboys there!

Dragging his heavy legs behind Zhou Ping, Meng Yu felt that the sky was about to collapse.

No, he has to buy some poison to poison this shit!

Zhou Ping did it on purpose!

Must have been intentional!

Zhou Ping spent most of his time in the county town, and finally waited for lunch, and the two went straight to Fuyuan Restaurant diagonally opposite Tongguoshabu.

As soon as he entered the door, Meng Yu met several of his good brothers.

That scene...

Ten thousand times the humiliation just now can't stand a moment.

But he wanted to die but not die. Zhou Ping would not go to the private room, so he would be in the lobby on the first floor.

During the whole meal, Meng Yu seemed to be thrown into a frying pan.

After finally finishing a meal, Meng Yu, who was suffering from a lot of pain, has once again faced a new blow.

Zhou Ping is going to visit Qingquan Temple.

Zhou Ping was lightly equipped with both hands, but he was injured in his shoulder and was carrying a basket of books on his back!

But can he refuse?

......

After a day of trouble, when the two of them returned home, it was already dark and supper.

Of course, they came back after having supper at Fuyuan Restaurant.

Meng Yu, who suffered a day of mental humiliation and physical torture, welcomed the last straw of the day after returning home.

Bandage the wound.

The wound was bandaged yesterday, but today I have been carrying a basket for a day, and blood has long oozed out of the wound, and the blood and blood have stained the gauze on the wound.

When Li Er pulled off the gauze, Meng Yu almost broke down in pain.

After suffering a whole day of grievance, Meng Yu burst into tears at this moment.

Li Er changed his medicine and bandaged him again, "It's okay, don't cry. The wound is not serious. I can carry a basket tomorrow, so it won't affect it."

Meng Yu...
To be continued...