Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

The small village is very lively because the Spring Festival is approaching and people who go out to work are returning one after another. But the biggest excitement is still in the shabbiest house in the village. The village is backward and poor. However, due to the increase in the number of people going out to work in the past two years, almost every household has built a cement house, and a few mud houses and tile houses have been abandoned.

Only Song Qiaoyuan has a net worth, because there are only two old people and their only child is still in school. Basically all the money they earned from farming over the years was used to support Luo Yiyi in school. The year before last, his grandfather fell ill and his health became worse.

In the dim room, the layout of the room was clear at a glance. Song Qiao was cleaning up the room while chatting with his grandparents about school.

In her words, the reason why she became grayer and more beautiful was because she had good food at school, regular physical examinations, and improved nutrition, and she naturally became more beautiful. The car outside is lent by the school to students who live far away from home. The reason why she can drive is because the school has corresponding courses.

She spoke neither quickly nor slowly, and her dialect was very authentic. Soon the two old men got rid of their inexplicable restraints and shouted that they would kill a chicken for Song Qiao to eat.

Song Qiao didn't stop him and went to his third aunt's house next door while the old man was busy.

When the stack of red banknotes was placed on the table, the faces of the third aunt and the third uncle changed. The man, who was facing the earth with his back to the sky, had a cold face, "Eva! What do you mean! Your aunt and I are not trying to get you. money!"

Song Qiao comforted him: "Uncle Third, this is the scholarship given to me by the school. Don't worry, I am living a good life outside. This is not to thank you for taking care of my grandparents, but to pay off my debt."

The third uncle's expression froze, "What debt? There is no debt!" He ignored the hand pinching his waist and said decisively.

"Third uncle, you don't have to lie to me. My dad used to lie to you about doing business and borrow money from you. After so many years, there is no reason for you to suffer a dumb loss. It would be fine if I didn't have the ability, but I have the ability. Third uncle, you also I don’t want me to become a white-eyed wolf like my dad in the future.”

After Song Qiao left, the third uncle and the third aunt had a quarrel for a while. It was nothing more than that the third aunt took the money, but the third uncle felt that it should not be collected.

This is nothing, just a minor conflict among ordinary people.

Standing on the side of the road, with half the sun still shining, a video vibrated from the phone. Song Qiao picked it up. On the screen was Gu Mingjun's beautiful face. She should be at home, wearing home clothes and a bright room.

"Luo Yiyi~ When will you come back~ I miss you so much~" she said bitterly, her words broken intermittently due to poor signal.

"It should be the end of the New Year." Song Qiao said.

"It's been too long..." The screen froze, Song Qiao sighed, hung up the video, and typed a line of text.

After making an agreement with Gu Mingjun to go back in the second grade of junior high school, Song Qiao turned around and returned to the house.

The next day, she drove to the nearest town, purchased a lot of things, and paid three times the price to have them delivered to her door.

The house was organized and repaired, and then some home appliances were brought into the house. She didn't buy anything too complicated that the elderly wouldn't know how to use. She only installed a refrigerator, an air conditioner, and a TV to relieve the elderly's boredom at night.

Of course, she did not forget about the third uncle's family next door. The reason was that they would not return the goods, and they had to accept them whether they accepted them or not. Together with my third aunt, I gave the prepared gifts to the friendly villagers in the village.

"Hey~ Where did the girl get her fortune? I can't tell~" A famous second-rate man in the village wandered over, touching this and looking at that, and kicked a few boxes of peach cakes into his arms.

Just when Song Qiao came back, she didn't care about that person and went straight into the house. When the man saw Song Qiao's appearance, his eyes flickered, and he stretched out a hand close to Song Qiao, intending to touch her thigh as she passed by.

Song Qiao suddenly stopped.

brush!

She casually picked up the walking stick placed under the eaves, causing a burst of sound in the air, like a swordsman drawing a sword, quickly and accurately.

The sword stabbed Er Liuzi in the chest, and the force penetrated the cotton-padded clothes. He only felt a sharp pain, and his vision went black from the pain. He stumbled to the ground, clutching his chest and making a coughing sound.

The third aunt who came in right behind was startled. She felt that the scene just now was more exaggerated than what was shown in the TV series. Was that a stick?

Song Qiao held the stick, pointed the tip of the stick to the ground, and looked at the second-rate man who fell on the ground coldly, "If you let me know that you do something like this again next time, I will break your legs directly."

"Also, don't think about causing trouble for my grandparents, if you still want to die."

Only the second-rate man who fell to the ground and looked up at her could know how terrifying her eyes were. He endured the pain and got up from the ground, and was about to leave in a panic, but was stopped.

"Ahem..." He looked frightened and wanted to speak, but he could only cough.

Song Qiao pointed to the peach cake on the ground and said, "Take it away."

After the second-rate boy left, the third aunt said carefully: "Eva is still kind-hearted and even gave him something to eat. That thing is really valuable."

Song Qiao put the stick against the wall, turned around and smiled at the third aunt, "No, I just dislike the things he touched are dirty."

I spent New Year's Eve at my third aunt's house, which was crowded and lively. The eldest son of the third aunt's family worked outside and did not come back. He said that he was paid three times the salary during the Spring Festival and was reluctant to part with the money given by the boss. The younger son was only in junior high school and was very taciturn. In addition, because of Song Qiao's presence, the young man faced psychological pressure from the beautiful woman. It was too big, so I ate in a hurry and went back to the room.

After spending a lively festival with her grandparents, Song Qiao was woken up by the ringing of her mobile phone early in the morning on the second day of the Lunar New Year. She answered the phone in a daze, and heard Gu Mingjun's crisp voice mixed with the sound of the wind from the other side: "Luoluo! I'm almost there! Is there a suitable parking lot over there?"

"Huh?" Song Qiao woke up. After she came out of the house, she saw a helicopter flying in the distance. The huge roar woke up the people in the village, and everyone ran out in panic. , after seeing the plane, some people shouted that there was a war, some people took out their mobile phones to take pictures, and some people were busy going home to pack their things.

Song Qiao raised her hand to touch her forehead. She still underestimated Gu Mingjun.

In the end, the plane stopped on the roof of the third aunt's house next door. As soon as Gu Mingjun got off the plane, he rushed over and threw himself into Song Qiao's arms.

Of course, she still knew the occasion and was not too arrogant. After Song Qiao made the introduction, she politely called people.

Grandpa and grandma were very happy that Song Qiao could make friends at school, and she was such a beautiful friend. "Yiyi, get along well with your friends, study hard, and serve the country in the future. Don't worry about grandma and grandpa..." The old man held her hand and said carefully Explain in detail.

She had said that she wanted to take them to live in a big city, but she was rejected without exception. The reason they gave was very simple. They were old and didn't want to bother anymore. They wanted to die at home and return to their roots.

Song Qiao felt something he had never felt in this world, the care from his ancestors and some seemingly unimportant persistence of the old man.

Gu Mingjun's bodyguard would take care of the rental car. Song Qiao got on the plane. In the small yard, her grandparents, uncles and aunts quickly turned into small black dots. She watched until she could no longer see them.

"Luoluo...are you angry..." Gu Mingjun noticed that Song Qiao was in a low mood, thinking that he suddenly came over to make her unhappy.

Song Qiao raised her hand and hugged her. In the noisy cabin, she leaned close to Gu Mingjun's ear: "No, I just feel that they are old and I don't know how many more times we can see each other like this. I feel a little emotional."

Gu Mingjun heard this and replied: "Do you want to go back? I will stay with you for a while!"

Song Qiao shook his head and pinched Gu Mingjun's face with a smile in his eyes.