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Section 35: The Year I Knowd Badou

Nine years ago, Badou was fifteen years old and had just been admitted to a secondary school in a second-tier city in H Province from a rough country. He became a member of the future quasi-male guardian of the motherland who was fighting on the medical front.

Well, a fifteen-year-old boy, with a brilliant age of flowers. It should have been the era of youth and frivolity, but Ba Dou was extremely depressed.

What about hair?

Because Badou is very inferior, he is not too tall when he was fifteen years old, only about 1.65 meters tall. He is playing basketball, too short, and can't play football. The only thing he can do is to go up the mountain to dig the roots of trees and hit stones.

If you fight for a little Badou, you have no relatives. You are definitely the kind of child who eats a lot of food.

My father is a miner, from a coal mine.

In that era, coal mines represented state-owned enterprises, eating imperial grain, but also representing death.

Safety production was a big deal in his father's era, so Badou's father died in the coal mine when he was seven or eight years old, and his body was not found.

In the next few years, Badou's mother took Badou with her hard work to support him. A few years later, she became tired and accidentally rolled down the hillside while digging the roots of the tree on the mountain. A branch that was stolen and cut was sharply pierced from his mother's eyes and died!

Badou's grandparents had long been starved to death in the years when they were hungry. His father was lucky and survived by eating Guanyin soil. The family was indescribable.

Badou's grandmother fled from Shandong to the north. It was the war season. Badou's father was caught by the Japanese and went to build a railway. When he went there, he agreed to give him a piece of ocean for a month and then go to the Japanese and ask for it in a month, but they denied it.

Fortunately, Badou's grandmother was a little ugly. It is said that if Grandpa Badou was not so poor that he could not have enough food, he would not have married such an ugly woman as a wife. The Japanese naturally looked down on Badou's grandmother and were very lucky.

As for Badou's grandmother... it seems that she had never heard Badou's mother mention it. Anyway, Badou said that all her family members died. She was eating a hundred families and even the money for school was made up by the villagers. But at least she was admitted to the "university". As a result, college was not worth much later, and Badou's wish to eat imperial grain was exhausted.

At that time, the wife of the village party secretary found Badou and asked Badou to take the junior college entrance examination for the nurse major. She said that being a doctor was not the same material, so it was okay to be a nurse, and fortunately she found a job and was able to distribute it.

Badou was young and trusted the villagers very much, so he ran there after filling out his application.

After arriving there, I realized that it was easy to find a job, but because the tuition fees here are cheap, and the village is not enough to get enough money, so of course I let myself go there, which can be regarded as a "burden" that I lost.

Later, when Badou grew up, he realized that the mine gave his family a lot of compensation, but they were occupied by the village committee. As for what he did, Badou never knew. But Badou had thought it through clearly. So what if he had such a little money? Can you eat until you grow up? Forget it, just treat it as a filial piety to the villagers.

However, after Badou came out of the village, he had already figured it out and never went back! Although he was grateful, he was also sad.

The fifteen-year-old boy stood alone in front of a strange city, and naturally he couldn't be more lonely.

Looking at his classmates' parents standing at the school gate laughing and laughing, while he was alone, the inferiority complex of his parents suddenly filled his chest. This made his heart, which was unwilling to open, even more closed.

Badou studied very seriously. He knew that from now on, he was no longer qualified to eat Baijia rice (eating for free) and he was not qualified to ask this or that. He would not ask his neighbor's second aunt to help him repair it if his clothes were torn. If his shoes were torn, he could only try not to throw them away without affecting the appearance.

There is no way to learn the big hand of classmates in the city. Two hundred and fifty cents per steamed bun can fill yourself up and not be hungry until evening. Apart from studying, Badou can only sneak out of the campus to find the kind of black boss who is not afraid of hiring child labor. He has sent food to others, been chased by dogs, and seen a car for people. After half a night, he is a drunken dog man and woman. The promised ten yuan to end up getting only one yuan.

Later, he learned to ride a motorcycle, so he saved money for half a year, bought a second-hand pedal, and embarked on the road of black motorcycles. He ran out to do his job after school every day. He only finished his homework under the street light when he was fine, and the rest of his time was thinking about how to not let himself starve to death.

I spent the year half dead, and it was about to be my birthday.

Of course, Badou did not admit that he had a birthday. From the day his mother kicked her legs and refused him, no one had celebrated his birthday.

Well, it's on the night of your birthday, maybe Badou will never forget it in his life.

Badou, who had just started to fall in love, once secretly had a crush on a girl. In a school like a technical secondary school, where there are many boys and girls, the proportion of girls is very high, almost reaching 10 to 1. With more girls, there will naturally be outstanding goddess-level figures.

A sexy young man like Badou will naturally have a crush and a "hobby" like secretly like the goddess. On the night of his birthday, Badou bought a 10 yuan cake at Carrefour. Since no one celebrated his birthday, Badou didn't mind trying to make a good life for himself. Although he had no friends, it doesn't mean that Badou didn't respect himself. After living alone for so long, Badou had long known that being able to live is the greatest happiness. Being able to live well is the greatest comfort to his parents who died, so Badou has been working very hard to make himself live well.

So, that night, Badou mustered up the courage to walk downstairs of the girl's house...

Well, at that time, Badou planned to sit downstairs of the goddess's house and eat the cake, and then yyy, as if she was spending her 15th birthday with the goddess.

While Badou was sitting down the goddess's building, gnawing on the cake, humming "Happy Birthday" for himself in his heart, a burst of screams suddenly came, and then a white figure appeared in front of him.

Puff ~

Badou felt that his face, neck, and clothes were instantly warm, but none of these matters.

"Someone jumped off the building!!" Badou jumped up in an instant, not afraid of being a lie. Seeing someone falling in front of him and being collapsed with blood on his face, Badou was so brave that he was not screaming out of his mother!

However, the next moment, Badou still screamed, which was a painful cry.

The person who fell in front of him showed half of his complete face. Although the blood was blurred on his face, Badou still recognized who she was!

goddess!!

God, on my birthday, I just celebrated my 15th birthday downstairs at the goddess’ house. As for this? As for?!

Wow, Badou spit out the cake he had just eaten, and then knelt on the ground and wanted to reach out to touch the goddess, but he didn't dare to touch it.

This is a goddess!

When she was alive, she didn't dare to blaspheme, and she even had to take a look at her, but now she died in front of her, and she died so miserably!

When his mind was confused, Badou stood up and ran away. At this time, he vaguely heard the sound of calling and crying from the building.

Badou ran away far away, finally stopped, closed his eyes and burst into tears.

The goddess died, dead in front of her, but she was powerless.

The hand tightly held tightly, there was still half an unfinished cake inside. Now it has changed. I vaguely remember that there is still the blood stained with the goddess.

Badou cried while swallowing the cake into his stomach. Disgusting is one thing. The goddess's blood was swallowed violently by Badou. Not to mention Badou's pervert, how many of them had never done perverted things when he was a teenager? At this time, Badou's mind was just thinking that the cake with blood was part of the goddess. Since he couldn't get the goddess, let the blood merge with himself.

From then on, they were no longer separated.
Chapter completed!
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