I believe you, you are really evil.

The village chief, several uncles and aunts smiled and looked at Lin Shuyao who was eating.

At home, the greatest comfort is being able to eat and drink without any image.

If you are in Beijing, even if you are going to a roadside stall, you definitely need to pay attention to your image.

But you don’t need it here at home. You can eat what you want, drink how you want, and you don’t need image at all.

"Hey, didn't I participate in an event in Haishi before? I just finished participating in the event and wanted to go back to the village to have a look."

Lin Shuyao gnawed on the chicken leg, her mouth full of oil.

When the village chief and others looked at the dishonorable person eating, not only were they not disgusted, they actually liked it.

Country people don't pay much attention to their image at all, as long as they have enough to eat and drink.

This is why after going to the capital city several times, the village chief was reluctant to go.

In Beijing, if they eat everything on the plate in a restaurant, they will get several looks from the waiter.

But here, even if you lick your plate after eating, no one will laugh at you.

As for Lin Shuyao, he didn't even care.

Image is something that depends on the occasion.

It's like, if you are in a wealthy and aristocratic family and have Western food, you can't ask the waiter for chopsticks.

But when you return to the countryside, you can't ask the country people for knives and forks when you have a meal.

Therefore, when you are in the country, do as the Romans do, it is not just talk.

To truly follow the local customs is not to just cater to them, but to agree with their living habits and customs from the bottom of your heart.

Lin Shuyao is undoubtedly the best at this point.

"How many days can you stay when you come back this time?"

The village chief and others looked at Lin Shuyao.

Since Lin Shuyao went to school in Beijing, she has only returned to the village a handful of times.

After all, this is the child he has watched grow up. Naturally, he is worried about this child traveling far away.

Now that the child is back, the parents must be very happy, not to mention that Lin Shuyao has done so much for the village.

"It will take about three to five days."

Lin Shuyao will not return to Beijing now. There is a lot of mess in Beijing.

Wouldn't she be looking for trouble when she goes back?

It’s not like she’s full, so she has to move forward?

"Okay, okay, take a good rest while you're back."

Although the village chief only stayed in Beijing for a short time, the fast pace of Beijing still made the village chief feel a little distressed for Lin Shuyao.

Let her have a good rest while she's back.

"That's what I plan to do too."

Lin Shuyao gnawed on the chicken legs and sipped the chicken soup, indicating that the purpose of her return was to relax.

Everyone was very happy when they heard that Lin Shuyao was going to stay in the village for a while.

"Girl Yao, come to my house for dinner in the evening."

"It's better to go to my house. Your favorite crispy pork, I will make it for you tonight."

The aunts and ladies in the village began to persuade Lin Shuyao to go to their homes for dinner, and they were so enthusiastic that she almost couldn't resist.

While Lin Shuyao was favored by the villagers, Bai Jiao in the capital city fell into sadness and could not extricate herself.

She went to the hospital today to get a matching match, regardless of the roar in her head.

While waiting for matching, she received a call from Bai Jingzhe saying that Song Yan was gone.

At first, Bai Jiao didn't understand. What did this sentence mean?

She was still a little puzzled. Song Yan was sick and didn't have much energy to eat. Where else would she go?

Later, she came back to her senses and understood what it meant to leave?

She immediately ran to the ward where Song Yan was located.

In the ward, Song Yan was lying quietly on the bed, as if she was asleep.

Bai Jingzhe stood alone in front of the window, his head lowered and silent.

"Big brother?"

When Bai Jingzhe heard the voice, he slowly raised his head and looked at Bai Jiao with sad but complicated eyes.

"Mom is gone. Come and see her for the last time."

boom....

Bai Jiao felt like her brain was exploding.

She didn't expect that Song Yan would eventually leave.

Ever since Song Yan fell ill, she knew that Song Yan would leave one day, but she didn't expect it to be so soon.

Bai Jiao's mind went blank and she walked towards the hospital bed mechanically.

Looking at Song Yan's thin cheeks, her past with Song Yan kept flashing in her mind.

"Mom~~~~"

Bai Jiao suddenly knelt down in front of Song Yan's bed, grabbed Song Yan's skinny hands, buried her head deeply in the bed, and cried bitterly.

"Mom, look at me. I am your favorite child. Why are you willing to put me down and leave me?"

"Mom, please open your eyes and look at me. I don't want to be a child without a mother."

"Mom~~~"

Bai Jiao's heartbreaking cries and her heartfelt calls made Bai Jingzhe's eyes red.

After Song Yan's death, Bai Xuan couldn't bear the blow and fainted and was sent to the emergency room for rescue. Bai Jingchuan had already followed to take care of Bai Xuan, and Song Ye and others were also busy helping.

Now all this burden is on him.

He felt unprecedentedly tired at this moment.

The reason why he called Bai Jiao was just to see if this fake sister who was usually doted on by Song Yan really meant it?

Seeing her crying so sadly, he felt that Song Yan's love for her was not in vain, and she was still talking about her when she was dying.

Bai Jiao's crying came from her heart.

If it were the real Bai Jiao, it might not be like this.

But now this Baijiao is not that Baijiao, so naturally the feelings are different.

Just like the analysis Lin Shuyao once gave to the original owner.

This is a person who lacks love and desperately longs for love.

Even though she talks about revenge, her love for her relatives still remains in her heart.

Now occupying Bai Jiao's body, even though the current situation is different from the previous life, in a short period of time, her inner paranoia of longing for family affection has been exposed.

Song Yan's death was definitely no less than an earthquake-like blow to her.

Bai Jingzhe stood behind her, as if he wanted to comfort her, but despite her repeated calls, he finally said nothing.

At this moment, the ward door opened, and Song Ye and others walked in with red eyes.

"My dad..."

"He's fine now. However, your mother's death was a huge blow to him. We were afraid that he wouldn't be able to think about it, so we asked the doctor to give him a sedative injection."

Song Yan's death made Song Ye feel very heavy.

After all, this is the sister I have loved since childhood. Now that she is gone like this, it would be a lie to say that she is not sad.

"Xiao Zhe, you are the eldest son of the family, and you will have a hard time next."

Bai Jingzhe nodded.

As the eldest son, he naturally has to take care of everything in the family.

He has understood this since he was a child.

Song Ye's eyes were red and he patted Bai Jingzhe's shoulder.

"If anything happens, just say it, my uncle won't stand idly by."

"Thank you uncle."

Bai Jingzhe nodded; in fact, he also knew very well that his uncles had just returned to China to develop, and there were still many things to deal with, so it was good to be able to talk about this.

"Have you told Xiaohao about this?"

Song Ye also knew Bai Jinghao's physical condition, and it was best not to let him know. However, this was his mother after all, and she had to let him see her one last time.