Was she spoiled by her nanny?

Tong Huan lowered her head in shame, "Cousin, I don't have the money to pay you back now."

"Oh?" Tong Dachui then realized that Tong Huan was still wearing her old clothes, long-sleeved, heavy and bulky, like a little old lady in flowery clothes. Girls in the city didn't dress like that.

Tong Dachui suddenly felt sad for Tong Huan. People like them, who were born and raised here, wouldn't mind enduring a little hardship, but Tong Huan should have been a rich lady.

Moreover, it was her cousin who got her out, which meant that it was the Tong family who harmed Tong Huan.

Tong Dachui scratched his head nervously, "It doesn't matter if you don't return the money. Just consider it as a red envelope from me to congratulate you on your return to the Jiang family."

Tong Hua looked at Tong Dachui's simple and honest appearance, her nose felt sore, and she said seriously: "I will pay it back, but it will be later."

She knew that Tong Dachui's family felt guilty towards her.

But Tong Hongmei is Tong Hongmei, and Tong Dachui is Tong Dachui.

Tong Huan would not blame Tong Hongmei's crime on other members of the Tong family.

In fact, Tong Dachui's family takes good care of him.

Because Tong Hongmei had never been married and had never had a child, she had no idea how to take care of a child. According to Wang Xiuling, Tong Hongmei couldn't even change a diaper. It was Wang Xiuling who helped take care of Tong Huan until she grew up.

When Tong Huan was a child, she would go to her cousin's house for meals when she had no food to eat. After being scolded and beaten by Tong Hongmei, she would hide in her cousin's house.

So much so that when Tong Huan meets Tong Dachui's family now, she feels particularly safe and comfortable, just like they are real family members.

Tong Dachui scratched his scalp in embarrassment, as if he couldn't bear the few hairs he had. One day, he would become a bald man and would have no hair to scratch anymore.

"You really don't have to pay it back. It's okay."

"I will definitely pay it back, cousin."

The two people were polite to each other.

At the entrance of this desolate pile of ruins, the early summer evening breeze is neither fast nor slow, with just the right temperature, just like at the entrance of a village with an extremely slow pace, where a simple and rustic family affection flows in the shadow of an old locust tree.

In the end, it was Tong Huan who gave up first. She was in such an embarrassing situation and penniless now, and the oath she made was just an empty promise.

More importantly, she was hungry.

"Cousin, I haven't had dinner yet?"

"Ah? You haven't even had dinner!" Tong Dachui didn't expect that when Tong Huan took the paternity test to the Jiang family to claim her relatives, they didn't even give her dinner.

Tong Dachui dug into his pocket, touched the edge of the banknote in his pocket, pinched it, and said, "Cousin will take you to dinner."

Tong Dachui stretched out his hand and pointed forward, then walked over first.

Tong Huan followed behind a little embarrassedly.

After a while, the two came to a small restaurant nearby.

It was a restaurant without a business license that was converted from a resident's first floor. It was cramped inside, with two rows of tables against the wall, blue plastic folding stools, and a greasy floor.

The environment is not very good, but the advantage is that it is cheap.

Rich people would never eat at this kind of roadside restaurant because the hygiene cannot be guaranteed.

For people like Tong Dachui and Tong Hua, this kind of restaurant environment gives them an inexplicable sense of security because they are of this level.

In a restaurant that matches their level, they will not be forced to spend money that exceeds their spending level.

pretty good.

Tong Dachui walked in with his hands in his trouser pockets, "Boss, give me a plate of twice-cooked pork and a bowl of white rice."

He was wearing the uniform dark blue khaki uniform worn at the construction site. His clothes were covered in mud and his hair was covered in dust. His shout expressed the spirit of the migrant workers.

Tong Huan quickly said, "No rice, I want noodles. A bowl of plain noodles will be fine."

In Tong Hua's impression, noodles are cheaper than rice.

She eats Tong Dachui's money for free. It's not easy for Tong Dachui to earn money, so every penny saved is a penny earned.

The boss who came out looked at Tong Huan and then at Tong Dachui.

Tong Dachui waved his hand and said, "I want the twice-cooked pork!"

He lowered his head and looked at Tong Huan, full of self-blame and pity, "Huan Huan, you are so thin and short, you need to supplement more nutrition."

Tong Dachui felt sad when he thought of the scene where the Jiang family came to Xikou Village to recognize their relatives, and the Jiang family's adopted daughter was tall and graceful, more than half a head taller than Tong Huan.

In fact, he was not in Xikou Village that day. He saw it from the video shot by villagers on their mobile phones.

The adopted daughter of the Jiang family was wearing a dress that looked noble at first glance. She was dressed exquisitely, like a dazzling doll in a window. Standing at the entrance of the village, she stood out like a crane among chickens, and her brilliance overshadowed a tree of blooming hibiscus flowers on the bank of the stream.

Tong Huan was covered in dirt and looked like an ugly duckling.

But Tong Huan is the real daughter! The adopted daughter is just a fake who took over the man's nest!

Tong Dachui felt very upset. He wondered what sin his cousin Tong Hongmei had committed.

Tong Huan is only sixteen years old. If she starts to supplement her nutrition and eat better from now on, she can still grow taller, right?

Tong Dachui solemnly placed a bowl of twice-cooked pork in front of Tong Hua, "Eat, eat as much as you can, eat it all up."

In Tong Dachui's eyes, twice-cooked pork is the top-notch food. It is made entirely of pork and fried with lots of oil.

He licked his lips and smelled the aroma of twice-cooked pork. He also felt hungry. What was going on?

It's embarrassing, I can't let Tong Huan see it. Tong Dachui swallowed his saliva calmly.

Tong Huan endured such gazes and ate the rice and the twice-cooked pork bite by bite.

The twice-cooked pork is really delicious. I don’t know how the boss fried it. It’s full of oil and meat. All the pork is fresh, unlike the pickled meat in the village, which has a yellowish surface and tastes astringent and bitter.

But even such bitter meat is hard to eat.

This twice-cooked pork tasted like a delicacy from heaven. Tong Dachui worked so hard at the construction site to make money, but he was so generous to her.

Tong Huan ate bite by bite, her heart full of regret.

In her previous life, she listened to Luo Meilan and cut off contact with everyone in Xikou Village as soon as she returned to the Jiang family. Even later, when Tong Honggui's family came to see her with local specialties, she avoided them and let Luo Meilan order the servants to humiliate them and drive them away.

……

Tong Dachui didn't understand why Tong Huan shed tears while eating twice-cooked pork, "Huan Huan, why are you still crying?"

Is today’s twice-cooked pork not delicious?

Tong Dachui took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick holder, picked up a small piece of twice-cooked pork and put it in his mouth. Oh my god! The aroma of the twice-cooked pork filled his mouth, and the muscles in his entire mouth tightened.

It’s still as delicious as before!

Tong Dachui looked at Tong Huan in confusion. Suddenly, he noticed the bloody marks on Tong Huan's neck. He slammed his chopsticks on the table and shouted, "Huan Huan, what's wrong with your neck?"

The red strips look like they were pinched out.

Tong Huan was stunned. She looked at Tong Dachui's nervous and worried eyes and answered lightly, "It's nothing. It's just that I made public the paternity test of Jiang Shihong and his adopted daughter, and he got angry out of shame..."

"What?" Tong Dachui's eyes widened. "He himself did something shameful, and he doesn't allow people to talk about it?!"

Look at the bloodstains on Tong Huan’s neck. She must have been strangled to death!

Tong Dachui was furious and incredulous, "Jiang Shihong is your father! Your biological father!"

"Fuck!" Tong Dachui became more and more annoyed and slammed the table. "If he dares to hit you, we will hit him back. I will take my co-workers with me and see if he dares to hit you again!"