Fast time travel: The heroine and the female supporting role hold the script of the villain

Chapter 174

The Tang family's new-style foreign-style building is located in the wealthy area of ​​the city. The streets here are all made of stone slabs, which look clean and bright.

Walking on the road, the surroundings are quiet. Occasionally, a car will pass by, and more human-powered rickshaw drivers are panting and running quickly. On their bronzed skin, crystal sweat shines in the sun. Refracted a dazzling light.

After Haiyao left the turbulent Tang family, she walked for about half an hour before finally reaching the junction of the two districts in the city.

Just a distance away from a red brick, one side of the wealthy area is like a paradise with birds and flowers, and the other side is bustling with the bustling civilian area. The yellow muddy land and the endless stream of pedestrians reveal the pyrotechnic atmosphere that belongs to ordinary people everywhere.

Relying on the memory of the original owner, Haiyao walked through several bustling streets and deserted alleys, and finally stopped outside a fairly spacious yard.

The courtyard wall here is made of yellow mud mixed with dry grass. It is not as high as a person, and the courtyard door is just a dilapidated wooden board.

Hearing the intermittent voices coming from the courtyard, Haiyao slightly stood on tiptoe and glanced at the situation inside.

I saw a few men in coarse linen clothes sitting under the eaves drinking a large bowl of tea and chatting. As for the other side of the yard, there were three or four boys about fifteen or sixteen years old in horseback riding. They were naked. Thin but strong upper body, perhaps because of exhaustion, his face turned red like a pig's liver.

Gathering the cloth bag she was carrying, Haiyao tugged at the corner of her clothes which was still flat, walked slowly to the gate of the courtyard, stretched out her hand and gently pushed the wooden board away.

The sound of friction between wood and wood naturally attracted the attention of everyone in the courtyard. After a brief moment of stupefaction, the middle-aged man who looked the strongest in the room under the eaves suddenly stood up and walked with big strides. To her front.

The other party had a thick beard and was about 1.8 meters tall. This hulking man was the original owner's father, Xu Qiang.

"Yaoyao?! Why do you have time to come back?" The big hands that were as thick as palm-leaf fans were a little at a loss, and in the end they could only rub together twice, Xu Qiang showed a little embarrassment.

Mrs. Xu, that is, the grandfather of the original owner, passed away a few years ago, so the martial arts practice run by the family's ancestral family fell into the hands of Xu Qiang.

Strictly speaking, Xu's family is a men's den, a group of old men without wives live and eat in this compound, and they talk about meat and vegetables on weekdays, and Xu Haiyao grew up in such an environment up.

Coupled with the early death of his mother, the original owner who was raised by Xu Qiang alone, no matter how well-behaved and sensible he was, could not change the inherent prejudice and contempt of the Tang family.

Obviously, even Xu Qiang, a big bastard, was vaguely aware of the arrogance of the Tang family, so when he saw the cloth bag that his daughter was injured, he immediately changed his face: "They bullied you?!"

Haiyao raised her eyebrows, but said nothing.

Xu Qiang turned into a violent brown bear in an instant, walked around the spot twice, walked to the corner, slipped a machete in his hand, and rushed out in a low voice: "Damn, let me see if I don't want to smash the Tang family to pieces! "

Indeed, when the Tang family came to propose marriage, he had doubts, and he later agreed to this marriage, and it was not because he was greedy for other people's wealth.

He is a rough old man, and he often goes out to escort, so he can't take good care of this beautiful daughter at home. Coupled with Mrs. Tang's repeated assurances and Xu Haiyao's own approval, he reluctantly nodded in agreement.

Now that she knows that her daughter may have been wronged, so what if she is facing the Tang family, the richest man in the city?He was all alone, what had he to lose?
Xu Qiang's sudden action stunned everyone, but before those martial artists reacted, Haiyao followed his way quickly, and comforted him with a smile: "No one bullies me, I just miss you, so I will come back to live Two days."

"This..." The man naturally didn't believe her words so lightly, his thick eyebrows were still furrowed, and his eyes were full of suspicion.

At this time, the other martial artists finally came back to their senses, scrambling to remove the big knife from the man's hand, pushed him back under the eaves, and urged: "Look at the vigor of our girl!" , how could you be bullied?"

"Yes, yes, our girl is well-educated, gentle and virtuous, and the Tang family's baby is too late! Old Xu, if you don't believe me, go out and wander around the city, which woman can casually go back to her mother's house to see her father after getting married? Or Yaoyao is filial !"

"Yaoyao came back after a long time. You, father, can't you prepare some wine and good food? Let's go, we brothers will accompany you to Lao Wang's place to cut two catties of pork!"

As they said that, the two martial artists who were equally strong in build coaxed and dragged Xu Qiang away, until the three of them reached the end of the alley, their rough voices could still be heard.

When Haiyao looked over, the rest of the people showed simple and kind smiles, then their eyes flicked to the cloth bag in her hand, and then they looked away as if they didn't notice anything.

In fact, with her appearance and her appearance so abruptly, everyone has some idea of ​​what happened, but right now they have to worry about Xu Qiang's emotions.

Haiyao agrees with everyone's thoughts.

Xu Qiang loves his daughter very much. If he was really excited and lost his mind and went to trouble the Tang family, it would undoubtedly make the ugly situation even more embarrassing.

Although Haiyao had told Mrs. Tang before that she was not afraid of wearing shoes when she was barefoot, but that was under the premise that the situation was still under control.If Xu Qiang really made a big fuss and completely embarrassed the Tang family, the consequences would definitely be disastrous.

After all, the Tang family is a respectable existence in this city of Shanghai. What's the difference between wanting to deal with you, a ruined martial artist, and crushing an ant casually?
Even if you, Xu Qiang, are 'not afraid of power', what about the brothers who have been with him for many years and traveled all the way?You can't implicate everyone around you because of the momentary pleasure.

It's not that you can only endure injustice blindly, but the premise of rising up and resisting is that you are evenly matched or well-prepared. Acting recklessly will only ruin yourself and make your loved ones and enemies happy.

While his thoughts were wandering, the teenagers in the yard who were striding on horseback suddenly let out an exhausted wail, and this sound also successfully called everyone's minds back.

After those martial artists warmly greeted Haiyao, they turned around to train the newcomers, and soon the humming and haha ​​yelling resounded throughout the small courtyard.

Pursing her lips, Haiyao turned around and walked to the northeast corner of the courtyard, and pushed open the door of one of the huts.

This room is only about six or seven square meters in size. There is a dilapidated wooden bed under the window. Perhaps no one has set foot there for a long time, and there is a mild musty smell in the air.

The original owner lived here until he got married.

Looking at the old yellowed quilts still neatly arranged on the bed and the almost invisible dust in the air, one could tell that Xu Qiang really loved his daughter.

This year, Wu Shihang has recruited a few young apprentices. In such a cramped living space, the man carefully kept this empty room. His fatherly heart is quite touching.

Sighing insignificantly, Haiyao put down the cloth bag and tidied up casually. After cleaning the hut, Xu Qiang and the two martial artists also came back.

Not long after, smoke rose from the chimney on the roof of the kitchen, and the rich smell of meat wafted to every corner of the alley.

Haiyao ate the first meal after coming to this world with a group of rough men.Although it was just simple porridge, coarse-grain cakes, and a pot of stir-fried vegetables with a bit of oil and water, the atmosphere was excellent. The small loess yard was full of laughter, and it was not until late at night that the proper silence was restored.

After the watchman wandering outside the alley knocked the bamboo clapper three times, Haiyao also climbed onto the dilapidated wooden bed that creaked with a little weight after a simple wash.The yellowed sackcloth quilt was hung outside to dry for a while earlier, and if you get closer, you can smell the simple and simple atmosphere left by the sun.

Fu sat on the bed again and pressed the injured arm last night. After confirming that there was basically nothing serious, she extinguished the candle, lay down and slowly closed her eyes.

After an unknown period of time, Haiyao suddenly opened her eyes as if in a trance, sat up and slightly opened the window lattice, and found Xu Qiang who was sitting under the window and kept sighing.

"Father, why aren't you asleep yet?" She asked while lying on her back by the window, her voice was hoarse with the laziness of just waking up.

Xu Qiang Xu didn't expect that she could hear the movement, first he was startled, and then he put on a bear face: "Yaoyao, tell your father the truth, is it because the Tang family treats you badly? I know , the old man is a good man from top to bottom in that family, but the good man doesn't live long!"

"Now... now that you have suffered such a great grievance, how can I be sorry for your mother?" As he spoke, the older man's eyes turned red, and his pursed mouth looked unsuitable no matter how you looked at it.

"It's not that exaggerated." Haiyao was left speechless by the sudden outburst of emotion from the original owner's father. After the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably, she patiently explained a few words: "Twisted melons are not sweet. It's because I don't want to live with the young master of the Tang family, and plan to report a divorce in the future."

"Divorce?" Xu Qiang widened his eyes, as if he was shocked that his daughter would say such a new word.

This word is both unfamiliar and familiar to him. Shanghai City is considered one of the places where new ideas are most open in the whole country. Some introverts are essentially afraid of other people's pointers and comments.

Fortunately, Xu Qiang had no idea, after a short moment of astonishment, he just raised his hand and scratched the back of his head: "Let's do what my daughter says!"

As a martial artist, he lived a life of licking blood with the tip of a knife, and he never put those gossips into his eyes or ears.

"My married daughter came home suddenly, daddy doesn't think I'm ashamed? Don't you think I'm a burden?" Haiyao was in a good mood now, she tilted her head and asked with a smile.

"Nonsense! How can my good girl be a burden? Even if you stay at home all your life, your father will be happy, and a big man, how can you still be hungry?" Xu Qiang seemed to want to prove something, slapping his chest with his big hands ring.

The arc of Haiyao's lips became even higher: "Then I will run darts with you from now on, okay?"

"Running darts?" Xu Qiang only thought she was talking for fun, so he nodded obediently: "Okay, with my daughter accompanying me, my old bones are extraordinarily vigorous!"

The father and daughter chatted like this for a long time, accompanied by the loud snoring in the yard until the sky turned pale, Xu Qiang got up and limped back to his room.

Gradually, the alley where the Xu Family Martial Arts Institute was located became lively, and the neighbors all got up early to work, making a lot of noise.

On the surface, it looked like it was just another ordinary morning, but no one in the martial artist's shop who was sleeping soundly thought that trouble would come to the door so quietly.

(End of this chapter)