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The old man nodded at Xia Yu. When he saw the cloth wrapped around Xia Qingyun's right hand and the strong smell of medicine, he looked at Xia Yu with some doubt. However, since almost all the students in the school were here, he couldn't come over and chat with Qin Qianqian. He would just wait for the class to end and ask Xia Qingyun.

The old man was very good to Xia Qingyun. He took him to his own house to eat while they ate, and occasionally gave Xia Qingyun delicious snacks. Even after class, he would teach Xia Qingyun how to read and recite.

There were a few children of the rich in the school, and they were very smart. Xia Qingyun read what she could memorize more than ten times, and they would be able to understand it after reading it a few times. Even if it was difficult to understand, they would still be able to guess the meaning. Unlike him, who was so stupid that he always didn't understand and had to ask the teacher after class, it was fortunate that the teacher didn't despise him for being stupid.

In the end, Xia Qingyun became the old man's favorite student. Although he treated everyone equally in class, after class, he became even closer to Xia Qingyun. What could a child hide in his heart? Since he didn't like Xia Qingyun, he naturally thought of ways to torment her.

For example, inviting Xia Qingyun to recite with them. The fastest person could make the slowest person do one thing.

There was no doubt that as a stupid bird, Xia Qingyun was the last one to be beaten up in the inner chamber, but he had to admit defeat. Being beaten up could only be said that he was overestimating himself and delusional enough to be on par with these people.

Qin Qianqian leaned out of the window and looked at Xia Qingyun's listless and somewhat cowering appearance. Then, she looked at the other young men dressed in green scholar's clothes. They were gathered together and laughing. Sometimes, they would even throw a ball of paper at Xia Qingyun.

Campus bullying? No wonder Xia Qingyun didn't tell them about the simplified version of campus bullying. She was afraid that these teenagers were so wealthy that even if she told them, it would only make things difficult for her family, so she endured it alone?

It was as if a student with no money and no grades had been lucky enough to come close to an aristocratic school where there were rich and talented people, and the student with no money and no grades must have been the one who had been bullied.

Finally, the class ended. Xia Qingyun ran out like a wisp of smoke and quickly climbed up a tree. Behind her were the few young boys. They looked at Xia Qingyun with playful expressions, books in their hands.

He chased her all the way to the bottom of the tree and shouted, "Xia Qingyun, can't you afford to play? It's just memorizing, what's there to not understand? I'll teach you."

One of the youths said to Xia Qingyun, who was in the book, showing off his arrogance and despotic attitude.

Xia Yu did not believe that the old man did not notice. But why didn't he come out to stop this matter?

If things were allowed to go on like this, Xia Qingyun would either explode in silence and eventually become a twisted person, or she would die in silence. After a few days, these people would forget who Xia Qingyun was and wouldn't feel guilty.

Qin Qianqian felt that she needed to talk to the old man. If such a thing happened again, she would rather that Xia Qingyun didn't come over to read.

"I wonder if mister knows that my brother was bullied in the school. He hit his right hand and used a bamboo board. If he doesn't do it well, his right hand might not be able to hold a pen for the rest of his life."

For a scholar, the most painful thing was that he was only a hundred Dou Zhes and was disabled. In the end, he could only bow his head to reality.

Those who were luckier would become someone's advisor. They would never be able to see the light of day for the rest of their lives. They would have to give advice and make plans for others.

The old man nodded and stroked his beard. He didn't think much of it, but he treated those people as Xia Qingyun's grindstone, as a trial for her.

He just didn't expect Xia Qingyun's right hand to be so badly injured.

When Xia Yu thought of Xia Qingyun's hand, she couldn't help but feel her heart ache. Fortunately, she had been discovered, but she looked a little like the parent who had come to the school to cause trouble.

Soon, all the students were called over by the teacher and saw Xia Qingyun's dowry standing beside him. Although the children were young, they were all smart people. With one look, they knew that Xia Qingyun must have gone home to complain.

It was unknown who whispered, "Coward."

Although the voice was not loud, everyone heard it clearly. This was the first time Xia Yu had seen a devilish brat from the ancient times. Sure enough, children were one of the most terrifying creatures from ancient times until now. They always gave you unexpected surprises or surprises.

Xia Yu sneered and stared at the child who was speaking. Did he think that with his head lowered, no one would be able to see his mouth?

"That child in blue, how did Xia Qingyun offend you? How did you torture him like this with these people? Because he's stupid, you don't like him? If you don't like him, you can just ignore him, right? Why are you bullying him?"

Xia Yu said in a soft and gentle voice. She had no intention of lecturing a child. If she did, no one except the old man would be able to understand what she was saying. It would be a waste of time and effort.

The child raised his head and looked at Xia Yu's face. For some reason, he suddenly felt that Xia Yu's face was very pale, even whiter than his mother's. But his mother must be the most beautiful person in the world.

"No, I'm not. He's too stupid. He can't beat us."

Xia Qingyun was stupid, but he was serious. If these children hadn't ganged up on them, he wouldn't have been the one bullied every time.

Very quickly, Xia Yu convinced these children, leaving them all dumbstruck. They didn't expect Xia Qingyun's sister to be so powerful that what she said made more sense than what the mister said.

Xia Yu couldn't stay here for too long. Seeing that the children were convinced, she took Xia Qingyun back and took three days off from work. Her hand was injured so badly that she definitely had to rest for a few days to avoid falling ill.

In his previous life, he had gone to school. "The weather is cold, the inkstone is hard, and the fingers cannot bend."

These were all undesirable. In the end, it was very likely that he would get old and his fingers would hurt.

When she got back to her own house, Xia Yu was thinking about what the child had said about her today. The child had said that her skin was very good. His mother had done a lot of things every day, but none of them were as good as her skin.

If so, she might as well try to make a mask, using herbs as the raw material. It might not be as efficient as the essence masks of her past life, but at least there would be no chemicals.

She was probably the only one who knew how she made it. No one else would know.

He didn't have to find all kinds of strange herbs on the mountain every day and put them into the space to nourish them. Medicine King Space was such a magical place, and the water inside might have some effect. He could put it in a small bottle and sell it as essence water.

When Xia Yu got home, she made a clean small bowl and then a bowl of water from the Medicine King Space. Originally, the water in the Medicine King Space was just ordinary water, but now, there was a little bit of liquid in the room. It was just a little transparent and a little sticky.

She splashed the water on her face and felt a cool sensation. She had eaten the fruit earlier, so the effects might not have been very obvious. If she used it on Shen Yao, it would probably have a big effect.

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