When Feng Shu arrived at the medicinal material processing base, Feng Jiexi and others were repeatedly reminding the other thirty people of the precautions.

"Miss, are you done talking?"

Feng Zhan first noticed her arrival and gave her a big smile.

"Hmm. Where are Feng Ke and the others now?"

"Oh, I told you, after they came back, they all went on missions. We have been separated for three full years."

Feng Shu didn't remember that she had asked the exact same question again. Feng Zhan blinked at her and she stopped asking any more questions.

Others also greeted her one after another.

"Hello, Miss Ninth."

"Hello, miss."

Feng Shu waved his hand to the crowd, "Everyone is doing their own thing. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

"Then can I also ask, miss?"

Feng Jiexi came over and said with a smile that he wanted to sit with her.

Feng Shu didn't say a word, his attention was obviously focused on the medicinal materials, and his fingers were flying at a dizzying speed.

Feng Jiexi asked for trouble and returned to his position with a smile, processing the medicinal materials unhurriedly while supervising the ten people around him who were responsible for him.

These people were all personally selected by the Fengqi Sect. They have a foundation in pharmacy, rich theories, and very good practical skills. The most important thing is that they are all trustworthy.

They were also very courageous. In the next few hours, almost everyone ran over to ask her relevant questions. So at the end of the day, Feng Shu summarized their questions and made a small

Summarize.

"Okay, let's rest when the time comes. Take care of yourself first. Only when you are healthy can you work better."

They said in unison, "Yes, miss."

After Feng Shu finished speaking, he went to rest first.

Of course, it was said that she was resting, but in fact she entered the small world and continued to process the medicinal materials. It was not until the sword boy reminded her to rest that she rubbed her wrists and started eating - the Time Fruit.

That's right, it's the Fruit of Time, and the little green one is blooming and bearing fruit again.

This time, not to mention Feng Shu, even the Cloud Pillow Beast and the Sword Boy were dumbfounded. The Year Fruit was still colorful, but this time it was different from before, with a feeling of brilliance.

No, it was not a simple illusion. Feng Shu quickly finished the third time fruit in his hand.

"Don't you want to try one? It tastes really good."

"Can I eat it too? Will there be any problem?"

The sword boy hesitated, but was obviously greedy. He raised and put down the Time Fruit in his hand.

"What is the problem?"

Feng Shu picked another one and gnawed it, "This is the most delicious fruit I have ever eaten."

"Is it really that delicious?"

Black Tuanzi was still hesitant.

Feng Shu glanced at it and didn't answer, but his cheeks were bulging, like a little squirrel eating pine cones.

The sword boy jumped up and down on the tree trunk, until Feng Shu greedily ate the tenth-year fruit, and finally made up his mind to taste it and just eat one.

But it was so tempting that Feng Shu couldn't help but eat so many years fruit at once. It almost couldn't stop as soon as it opened its mouth, and in the end, like Feng Shu, it ate until it was no longer in its stomach.

When I couldn't stuff it in anymore, I looked regretfully at the branches full of fruit, sprawled out on the main trunk.

"How many have you eaten, Feng Shu?"

"Ten. You seem to have eaten hundreds of them, right? Do you have a stomachache?"

"support."

The sword boy felt weak and hiccupped several times after speaking.

“It’s delicious, but this is not the way to eat it.”

"Then you eat so much?"

Feng Shu smiled and said, "Before I ate the Age Fruit, I drank three tubes of nutritional supplements, so strictly speaking, it was just the result of eating a small amount of food. If you are hungry, your real food intake will certainly be more than this."

"It's all because this fruit is so delicious. You're right, it's really the most delicious fruit I've ever eaten in my life. How did it grow? Also, why is the name so strange, called 'year fruit'? Is it possible?

Will you be rejuvenated if you eat it?"

The sword boy started to giggle, and after a few seconds, the black dumpling slowly turned red, and the strong aroma of wine began to fill the air.

Feng Shu blinked, wondering if there was something wrong with his nose.

The Cloud Pillow Beast swooped down quickly, picked up the black dumpling in its mouth, and flew straight into the sky without waiting for her instructions.

"Azhen, be careful."

There was no customary grunt reply.

Feng Shu was a little worried, so he quickly flew up to the top of the tree, looked in the direction of the Cloud Pillow Beast, and used Qing Gong to follow it.

It landed again soon, but this time it threw the black dumpling directly into the river.

Before Time Star was not her little world, there was a very beautiful river, and she also found many beautiful green stones in it.

"Why did you throw it into the water? Did eating too many fruit fruits make you feel drunk? Why don't I feel that way?"

The Cloud Pillow Beast said "Gululu" in a long line, and even rubbed her face with its head affectionately.

Ding Chunhua invested all the nearly 5,000 yuan her family had saved in the past few years on her second daughter, and successfully got her admitted to the provincial technical secondary school. She also used the money she earned from hunting in Guanjiu to allocate 1,000 yuan to Hong Xiaoxing for living expenses, leaving the remaining

He spent nearly two thousand yuan to find connections through the back door, and arranged for his eldest daughter to work as a clerk in a nursing home for cadres in the county town.

Ever since, during her military training, her eldest sister, Hong Yueliang, changed a cushy job with the help of so-called noble people and went to the county town. Her second sister, Hong Xiaoxing, was even more powerful and had poor grades, but went to the provincial capital city with a bright face.

Study in technical secondary school.

Guanjiu's class teacher, Huang Liuhong, is from the next village. She has a daughter, Luo Yingying, who studies very hard and has very good grades. Unfortunately, every time she takes an exam, she always ranks third in the town's ranking.

If it were any other child, he would be very happy if he ranked third in the town every time, and his parents should be overjoyed. But Luo Yingying is not another child, and Huang Liuhong is not another parent.

Luo Yingying did not dare to scold Hong Yang for taking second place in the exam and always comparing her to her. Huang Liuhong also did not dare to scold Hong Weiguo and his wife for raising their son to be so smart and teach him to be so capable. After all, the Hong Weiguo couple were educated youths and were already well-connected people.

The woman's mother-in-law is also a local snake in the town. One bite will result in dozens of bites or even death. They dare not and have no ability to provoke her.

But who is this Hong Yijing? Generations of ancestors have been people who dug food from the land. Even if they contributed to the people during the war years, it is already a thing of the past. Now we have entered a new era, and those who fall behind will be beaten.

, being poor means suffering.

A girl who comes from a poor family in a small mountain village. There has never been a poor student with smart people in her ancestors. How can she be ranked first every year? And step on others year after year?

Thinking of the pitiful appearance of his daughter crying every time after the results came out, Huang Liuhong's eyes were like poisoned bows and arrows, shooting into Guan Jiu's body quickly and accurately.

Guan Jiumu stood blankly, like a javelin, with his back straight, just listening to the scolding of the newly appointed head teacher Huang Liuhong.

"Studying is for understanding. You have graduated from elementary school. If you don't want to continue going to school, you should listen to your mother and work outside to support your family.

Aren't you the youngest child? They say that the youngest child is the caring little cotton-padded jacket of parents. It is not easy for your parents to support your two sisters in studying, especially your second sister. Now she goes to the city to study in a technical secondary school, and the tuition is not high.

Having said that, even the cost of living is not something ordinary families can afford.

I heard that your tuition fees are all paid for by your elderly grandparents from the food expenses? What a sin, for such an old man, it’s just that he can’t enjoy the blessings, but he still has to save money for you to spend.

Don’t finish the book by then, and end up being so tired that the two old people are in poor health. I heard from your mother that recently your grandma suffered a fracture while going to the mountains to collect some herbs and sell them to raise money for school fees? You are being unfilial..."

After Huang Liuhong finished her long speech, she almost pointed at her nose and told her to get lost.

Guan Jiumu listened blankly until she stopped midway, then bowed without saying anything, turned around and went to find the principal.

Her historical test scores were not only first in the town, but also in the top three qualifications in the entire county. When she expressed her intention to come and said that her family was in a difficult situation and hoped to delay the payment of tuition fees, the principal Wang Xueren said nothing.

I agreed.

The school has always given very preferential treatment to the leading figures among the top students. Not to mention just delaying the payment of tuition fees, even applying for scholarship subsidies or applying for exemption from paying tuition are also negotiable matters. As long as Hong Yijing maintains her grades

If you are stable, you will definitely be able to get into a good school.

After the principal has spoken, the school's finance department will naturally not embarrass another student. As for the head teacher Huang Liuhong, her arms cannot twist her thighs, so there is no way to really prevent students from enrolling.

Guan Jiu temporarily solved the tuition problem, so he went to class with peace of mind. Although it was strange that the class teacher who taught Chinese seemed to be a little hostile to him, he didn't think too much and waited until the weekend calmly before taking Hong Yang's bicycle.

Returned home.

Of course Hong Yang didn't want to take her back, but Hong Weiguo gave her a death order, saying that if she refused to take her back, the bicycle would be confiscated, and he would follow her back to the village on foot.

Ding Chunhua would not agree to her spending money to take a bus to the village entrance and then walk back. There is a bicycle at home, which Hong Yueliang used to ride to work in the town. Now it is left at home and Hong Aiguo only uses it occasionally, but Ding Chunhua also

I was reluctant to let her use it more, saying that if she used it more than once, it would break sooner, and it didn't mean it didn't have long legs.

Anyway, when they used to go to the town market, they would walk for twenty or thirty miles back and forth, but now they don't have to pick anything, so they are relaxed.

Guan Jiu thought that he could exercise his physical fitness by running back and forth, so he didn't object. But he didn't expect to encounter such a situation when he started school, so he inevitably felt a little impatient when he went home for the first time. He wanted to go faster if he could.

Hong Yang's cold eyebrows were completely ignored.

When she went home and asked, Ding Chunhua refused to admit it. In the end, Hong Dazhu and his wife were called to confront her on the spot, but she sat on the ground and cried loudly.
To be continued...