V1.Chapter 360

After the exam, it was a temporary relaxation.

In the college entrance examination, I found that I couldn't do the questions on the paper. It was a sharp knife that plunged into my heart at once. After the exam, there are many times when you are stabbed. The answer is to cut slowly with a blunt knife. For the same multiple-choice question, everyone chooses a, and only you choose B. even Xueba like Xia Xiaolan should doubt whether you have inadvertently made a mistake.

Not to mention that the results are not as hard as Xia Xiaolan. It's really hurt for the answer.

After the answer of the folk version, I have to go to school to evaluate the score in three days. If the standard answer of the official version is put out, there is no need to argue that it is right or wrong. It is not necessarily the official answer. How many small knives do I have to be stabbed.

After three days of the test, how do you answer some questions, and your memory will also make mistakes, which is the reason for the inaccurate evaluation.

But this evaluation determines which school to report to!

Therefore, the completion of the college entrance examination does not mean that you have completed the long march. Before the notice is sent to your hand, you can see clearly the words "so and so, please report to the school on X, X". It is impossible to put your heart down. The poor students who are inclined in educational resources, gifted and hard-working enough can still jump into the agricultural door by virtue of the college entrance examination, so as to change their life.

From this point of view, the college entrance examination is the most fair.

After the exam, the shuttle bus invited by the school will send everyone back to Anqing county.

Xia Xiaolan didn't refuse to go back to school with the crowd. The shuttle bus was crowded and there was a place. Lao Wang couldn't say that he wouldn't let Liu Fen get on the bus.

Xia Xiaolan thought that she just went to the county hospital to check her wrist. When she didn't take painkillers, her wrist still hurt. She took the paper for three days and didn't know whether the bone fracture had worsened.

These, she didn't say, let a person worry, finally adhere to the college entrance examination, Xia Xiaolan people don't necessarily rest, but her wrists can have a good rest.

I don't know whether Xia Long March is dead or alive. No one sent her to the hospital. She didn't feel sorry if she died.

These people have blood on their hands and a life of 'Xia Xiaolan'!

The fracture can only be cured. What Xia Xiaolan wants is not cured. Let Xia Changzheng compensate her for one hand. She originally wanted to have a comminuted fracture. Most of them could not recover if they were treated with the medical level at this time. However, according to ge Jian's feedback, Xia Changzheng's hand injury was more serious than comminuted fracture?

That would be great!

Xia Xiaolan was not proud for too long. She went to the county hospital to take another X-ray. Although she was careful enough in the exam, her injury worsened.

"Young people should not neglect their health. They could have recovered in a month or two. Now they should spend at least half of their rest time! If you want this hand to be able to lift water for the rest of your life, don't toss it! "

Xia Xiaolan's head is like pounding garlic. The college entrance examination is over. She still tosses her injured right hand. Isn't that wrong.

To meet President sun and them, it is estimated that it is another round of loving care. Xia Xiaolan went back to Shangdu after she had a new cast in the hospital.

At about the same time, Xia Ziyu sat in a muggy green car. After ten hours of turbulence, he got off the train and hurried to the provincial capital hospital.

At this time, Xia Ziyu came back from the capital three days after Xia Changzheng had an amputation.

Find the ward. The people in the hospital bed are sleeping. Zhang Cui is haggard and leaning against the hospital bed in a daze.

"Mom!"

Xia Changzheng on the hospital bed had two hands, one in plaster, the other amputated from under the elbow, wrapped in circles of gauze, and the blood was mixed with yellow iodophor water and covered the whole gauze. Regardless of whether Xia Long March is patriarchal or not, it is also Xia Ziyu's father. Xia Ziyu must be sad at this time.

Her voice choked and woke Zhang Cui.

"Ziyu, Ziyu, you're back at last. Your father and your father's hands are gone..."

In just two or three days, Zhang Cui's eyes were sunken and her face was blue. She didn't take a bath and couldn't comb her hair. She looked frightened.

Of course, she was frightened. Xia Changzheng is now in a coma and awake after amputation. The awake Xia Changzheng couldn't accept that he had no hand. He shouted at Zhang Cui and asked Zhang Cui to report the case and revenge, saying that his hand was smashed.

The hospital was alarmed and informed the police station.

The people from the police station asked, Xia Changzheng said that someone had committed an attack, and the public security asked Xia Changzheng according to the example, why did a person go to such a remote place and see the appearance of the perpetrator.

Xia Changzheng and Zhang Cuizu live in the north of the city. They are both small vendors from the countryside to make a living in the city.

On weekdays, the scope of activities is also in the north of the city. It's dark. How did you go to the back alley of the primary school in the south of the city?

Xia Changzheng couldn't answer this question. He hesitated. The public security had to wait until he was in better condition to record his confession.

There were others in the ward. Xia Ziyu felt that Zhang Cui was too excited, so he dragged Zhang Cui out of the ward. Out of the corridor, there is a small garden. No one is in the garden now. It is a good place to talk.

"What the telegram said is not clear. What's the matter with my father's hand?"

She waited until the third day to come back. It was not unfilial, but the cram school she had planned to run. She just got a little eyebrow recently. After contacting the "teacher" and fixing the venue, Xia Ziyu is full of ambition and wants to rely on the cram school to show his strength. She received a telegram from her family, but instead of reporting good news to her, she said that her father Xia long march had broken his hand and asked her to return quickly.

Xia Ziyu wants to buy a ticket right away. He has invested a lot of money in the preliminary work of the cram school.

Only with a heavy heart can we run the new business first, and then we can catch up with the business capital as soon as possible.

Zhang Cui cried again and again. Xia Ziyu was upset and helpless: "Mom, don't cry first. How did my father break his hand? Not for you... "

Instead of letting you stop Xia Xiaolan from taking the college entrance examination, you broke your hand. The most important reason for Xia Ziyu's irritability is that the college entrance examination is over. Did Xia Xiaolan take the college entrance examination?

"Yes, it's Xia Xiaolan. It must be the little bitch. She asked someone to break your father's hand!"

Zhang Cui's thin off shape is not only to take care of Xia Changzheng, but also afraid of herself.

Xia Changzheng said that his hand was broken by someone. The pain will never be forgotten. Zhang Cui was afraid of falling asleep at night and was dragged out to interrupt her hand, so she couldn't sleep at night.

"Mom, Dad's hands are broken. You don't know whether Xia Xiaolan took part in the college entrance examination!"

Amputation, not a fracture. Isn't the lost hand lost in vain?

……

Xia Xiaolan had a good time for three days.

Wake up naturally after sleeping, eat whatever you want, and don't let her do any work at home.

On July 12, accompanied by Li Dongliang, she went to the county No. 1 middle school to assess the score and fill in the volunteer.

Today, you can have a good answer. The standard answer is pasted on the blackboard. A group of people came earlier than Xia Xiaolan, and there is a full circle in front of the blackboard. Everyone has a pen and paper in his hand. He writes down a problem. He writes down the scores he gets. This is "score estimation".

"Xiaolan, your hand is still hurt. Let me help you answer it?"

Chen Qing holds a pen and paper. Xia Xiaolan nods. The black head in front of the blackboard immediately gives way. Chen Qing asked her which subject she studied first. In fact, Xia Xiaolan thought it was the same. So many students looked at it eagerly. Xia Xiaolan couldn't help touching the tip of her nose:

"Then start with Chinese."

#####Well, there's more at night.