Wear it quickly, it's better to live a miserable life than to die

Then he took out two boxes of bullets, a total of one hundred rounds.

Then he took out a gun and stuffed it into Aunt Bu's arms.

"This one is kept at home by Second Aunt for self-defense."

There are plenty of pistols of this level in the bracelet space.

These days, despite the chaos, guns are still a luxury for ordinary people.

Uncle Bu couldn't let it go, and Aunt Bu was also stunned. It took her a long time to react.

"Thank you, niece." After slapping Bu Canyan on the head, Aunt Bu yelled, "Why are you still standing there? Call me sister."

Bu Canyan was afraid of Aunt Bu's power, so she covered her head and called out reluctantly, "Sister."

Ding Yi twitched his lips, took out a workbook, and without further ado, stuffed it into Bu Canyan's hand, "Don't worry, you have one too."

Bu Canyan smiled brightly and flipped through the book happily. The next second, she closed it unhappily. She turned around angrily and faced Ding Yi with her back.

Giving exercise books to students is a perfectly normal thing to do.

Before leaving, Ding Yi handed Uncle Bu Er two guns and two boxes of bullets, telling him to leave them for Uncle Bu San.

My second uncle already has them, so my third uncle can’t be left behind.

Uncle Bu was stunned. What was his niece doing? She came out with four guns at once. Would there be any trouble?

Bu Canyan muttered, "So pretentious." Not sure if she was talking about the bag or the person.

Ding Yi turned around and said with a half-smile, "Little cousin, I will bring you some exercise books next time I go back. You must study hard and don't let me down. I am your teacher and I will check when the time comes."

"..." Bu Canyan was stunned. Does this sound like human language? How could there be such a person?

One book is difficult enough, why do you need to bring several?

Bu Canyan looked up at the sky in silence, tears streaming down her face before she said a word.

She will really thank you.

Is it because she is young that she has no choice?

Compared to homework, she felt that guns were more suitable for her.

How majestic.

"Cousin, I think..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ding Yi.

Ding Yi nodded vigorously, looking as if he understood.

"Cousin Canyan, don't worry, I understand what you said. I will try my best to collect questions from other schools to help you with your studies. Don't say anything, I understand. I only went to a private school for two years. I don't have the conditions like you, and I can't go to a new school. I also want to go to school, but I'm too old to do it. It's better for you, cousin Canyan, to be born in the era and have friendly parents. I envy you. You must study hard. I'm leaving first."

Ding Yi covered his face and walked away, his shoulders shaking, "Bear it, my dear little cousin."

These words comforted Second Aunt Bu. She stretched out her hand, twisted Bu Canyan's ear with two fingers, and said viciously: "Look, you can go to school but you don't want to go. You make a fuss about dropping out every day. Others can't go even if they want to. How can you not appreciate the blessing you have?"

Bu Canyan cried out and stretched out Erkang's hand, wanting to hold Ding Yi and ask her to explain why she meant this and why she didn't know.

Under the tyranny of Aunt Bu Er, Bu Canyan was speechless.

When sleeping at night, a person hides in the quilt and keeps making Ding-shaped figurines.

"Humph, it's all your fault, Bu Canhua, it's all your fault. You're a bad guy, a liar, a villain, you're full of nonsense..."

He fell asleep in a daze, and Bu Canyan didn't even let go of him in his dreams.

She dreamed that she had finally defeated Ding Yi and was very happy about it.

Aunt Bu's unhappy voice rang in my ears, and then the quilt was lifted up.

"It's already so late, and you haven't gotten up to go to school yet. How can you make me worry every day?"

Bu Canyan pouted and climbed up, "You said I was worried, but Bu Canhua doesn't worry."

Aunt Bu choked, and the next second, she decisively reached out and grabbed Bu Canyan's other ear.

"You have a bad temper. Why shouldn't I worry about you? It's because Bu Canhua is not my child. Your father and Third Uncle should worry about you."

After breakfast, Bu Canyan walked into the school with a pair of red ears, attracting a lot of attention and ridicule.

When she angrily opened her schoolbag, a workbook fell out.

"Wow, Bu Canyan, you actually have the exercise book of the Provincial Girls' Middle School. Where did you get it?" Bu Canyan was greeted by the envious eyes of her classmates.

Bu Canyan puffed up her chest proudly and said, "Of course it was given by my eldest cousin. My eldest cousin works at the Provincial Girls' Middle School."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the little kids around gathered around Bu Canyan, chattering and asking about Ding Yi's situation.

As we all know, the Provincial Girls' High School is an aristocratic school, and one cannot get in unless his family has some ability.

Not to mention the strong teaching staff, the key thing is that being able to talk to people from the Provincial Girls' High School is equivalent to having one foot halfway into that class.

If we could be friends, I would have one foot in.

On this day, Bu Canyan's vanity was satisfied as never before, and her resistance and dissatisfaction towards Ding Yi were much less.

On the other side, Ding Yi was already preparing to head north.

While she was packing her few belongings in the school dormitory, there was a knock on the door.

When I opened the door, Chu Ting was standing outside with a smile on her face.

"Won't you invite me to come in and sit down?"

Ding Yi looked at the four guards behind Chu Ting and rolled his eyes.

The competition is fierce, the show is getting bigger and bigger, and there are more and more guards.

"Come in." Ding Yi made way, and after Chu Ting came in, she naturally closed the door.

Behind the door, four guards stood like four iron towers, guarding outside.

"Your place is still the best, simple and cozy." As soon as she came in, Chu Ting found a seat to sit down, poured herself a cup of tea, and then poured a cup for Ding Yi, as if she was the host.

Ding Yi sorted out his manuscript and raised his eyelids.

Are they that familiar with each other?

"What do you want from me? As far as I can remember, we don't seem to know each other well."

Chu Ting sat slumped and said lazily, "If we meet a few more times, we will become familiar with each other. Don't be so distant. I don't mean any harm. I am also a woman. I understand what you are saying. Bu Canhua, why don't you stay here? Let's join hands and fight for a better future for women."

(ˉ▽￣~) Cut~~

Ding Yi sneered, raised his head and looked directly at Chu Ting, in the latter's eyes there was still ambition that she hadn't had time to clean up.

Being ambitious is never something that cannot be expressed in words.

"Chu Ting, do you know the difference between you and those people, those hypocritical hypocrites?"

"What's the difference?" Chu Ting sat up straight, looking as if she was listening attentively.

"The difference between you and them is that you are a woman." Ding Yi raised his hand to stop Chu Ting from interrupting her. "The common point between you is that you don't treat ordinary people as human beings. You said you want to fight for a better future for women, but check your conscience. Is this really the case? I'm afraid that women are just an excuse for you to fight for power."

"Chu Ting," Ding Yi approached Chu Ting step by step, feeling great pressure from her, "Chu Ting, if you go and seize power, I won't stop you, and you don't have to worry about me joining the Chu family. But please don't drag innocent women into this. I remember that Miss Fang was forcibly taken into Marshal Chu's mansion. What a pity."