Chapter 1 (1/2)

Chapter 1 city people are too bad

Xia Yan stood outside the north gate of Sihe university with a bulging cowboy backpack on her back, a T-shirt of 15 yuan and a pair of jeans shorts of 351 yuan, and a pair of Huili shoes under her feet.

With a * * in his arms, there were 10000 yuan, including 3000 from the villagers and 7000 from the master.

When she was born, her mother died of dystocia. On the eve of the college entrance examination, her father, who worked on the construction site of Rongdu, was seriously injured and dying when he was sent back. The medical expenses given by the construction company are only a mere 100000.

**After a month of struggling in the hospital bed, my father also went, and the 100000 yuan, together with the family's little savings, had been spent.

In addition, there is a tied non-woven bag in the backpack, which contains 20 blank seal stones, which is also given by master. However, these stones are not good things such as Shoushan stone and Qingtian stone. They are just ordinary seal stones for more than 20 yuan.

”If you are short of money, carve two seals. Your craft is excellent and better than me. It's no problem to earn porridge.”

”Also, Yao shigu, the boss of songxianqiao jiguzhai, is my younger martial brother. If you have anything to do, you can go to him for help.”

”There's another man. You can find him when you're free. I saved his life. If you find him, ask him if what he said counts.”

”What did he say?”

”He said he would marry his daughter to my apprentice.”

“……”

Xia Yan learned carving from her master when she was eight years old. Ten years later, her hair has turned white and people have been nagging a lot. Yesterday, she took Xia Yan to talk for four or five hours.

There was a welcome at the railway station, but Xia Yan bought a map and took the bus himself. He came to the big city for the first time. Naturally, he had to walk more. He was 18 years old and didn't need to be led by others.

Xia Yan's clothes, shoes and backpack are just worth 100 yuan. Except for beggars, no one in the street is more shabby than him. Coupled with his dark skin, it seems that he comes from the countryside.

However, his appearance is not bad. He is 1.8 meters tall and handsome. His black skin adds a bit of masculinity to him. On his neck, a black and bright skull the size of a quail egg was hung with a red rope.

This skull carving is lifelike, which is the only bright spot on Xia Yan. However, other people are all men wearing Guanyin and women wearing Buddha, or hanging a cross, but he hung a skull, and a strong non mainstream breath came to his face, reminiscent of 2B young people poisoned by gangster films.

Xia Yan at the moment is definitely the most eye-catching existence outside the north gate. The students who come and go look at him with sarcastic eyes.