The scumbag reborn to choose Bai Yueguang: He regretted it

When Qiao Zhixia learned that Yang Shuo was actually the son of a nobleman, she couldn't help but respect him and decided on the spot to give him a raise in pay.

But then she thought, a family like that wouldn't seem to need a little girl like her, right?

How about introducing him to someone?

"Brother Yang Shuo, are you married?"

"It's over..."

Qiao Zhixia was instantly deflated.

“But we divorced at the beginning of the year.”

Qiao Zhixia immediately resurrected on the spot, unable to control her emotions for a moment, "Really? Why..."

As soon as he said this, he realized that he had asked too many questions and his attitude was wrong, so he immediately shut up.

"I didn't have much time to spend with her, so... we got divorced."

Qiao Zhixia was stunned. Looking at the unremovable melancholy between his brows, she always felt that there was another deeper meaning in his words.

Should she say, "My condolences"?

Bah, no!

"Ah~ We are all miserable people in this world!"

Yang Shuo: "I really don't know how to comfort you. You don't have to say anything."

Qiao Zhixia was so embarrassed that she picked her feet. "Okay! Just concentrate on driving, the right person will be waiting for you in front..."

"Yeah, I think so too."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Zhixia secretly glanced at the man's smiling profile through the rearview mirror.

This man... is up to something.

Ever since Master Yang fell ill, Yang Shuo has been helping to deliver goods by car, running back and forth between the city and Jingyang Village every day.

In addition, with the increasing orders, more and more goods are needed, and one vehicle is no longer enough.

"Brother Yang Shuo, can you still find a car to help me and you deliver the goods? Now there is almost no car left."

"Okay, I'll find someone for you." Yang Shuo agreed readily.

"Thank you."

"It's my duty. If you hadn't helped my dad by chance, our family might have broken up." Yang Shuo said seriously.

"Is it really that serious?"

"Yes! My father is the deputy mine manager and he must ensure safe production. If someone dies due to an accident, going to jail is the least he can do."

After hearing this, Qiao Zhixia suddenly remembered her previous life. So many people died in the mine in her previous life, and Deputy Mine Director Yang must have been held accountable. As his son, Yang Shuo would naturally be greatly affected.

Fortunately, she changed all that in this life.

After the car drove to the back door of the store and stopped steadily, Yang Shuo skillfully helped unload the goods.

Qiao Chudong would also habitually prepare a towel and a cup of warm tea for him.

Qiao Zhixia's mouth has never been frowned since she jumped out of the car.

"Sister, I have good news for you."

"What good news? You're smiling like a flower." Qiao Chudong asked curiously.

"The old man is finally dead. You can go back with Brother Yang Shuo to have a feast in two days."

"Who did you say died?" Qiao Chudong was shocked, and she was anxious to confirm whether the old man Qiao Zhixia was talking about was the old man she guessed?

"That's Old Man Joe."

Qiao Chudong was stunned for a moment, and the resentment that had been pent up in his heart for many years seemed to dissipate at this moment.

"You are so outspoken. If someone heard you, they would think you were hoping for his death!"

"I was hoping he would die..."

Qiao Chudong quickly covered her sister's mouth: "Keep your voice down, just hope for it in your heart, don't say it out loud!"

"I won't tell you. That bad old man has lived for seventy years. He has had enough! I can't wait to sing and dance. This big evil has finally passed away. The air in the world will be much fresher."

Qiao Chudong frowned as she looked at Qiao Zhixia, who did not hide her excitement at all, and always felt that something was wrong.

She leaned close to her ear and asked in a low voice, "The old man's death has nothing to do with you, right?"

Qiao Zhixia looked innocent: "Of course it doesn't matter, it's God who wants to take him away..."

She simply deepened the pit by one meter in advance, filled it with more water, covered the pit with branches, and then piled a pile of stones to block the road on the original path, forcing passers-by to go around the deep pit.

They carried the pesticides themselves and fell into the trap themselves. She just asked someone to guide them a few words. What's wrong with digging a trap in her own territory?

All of Old Man Qiao's funeral arrangements were arranged by Qiao Xingguo alone. Old Mrs. Qiao and Aunt Qiao and her son were all in the hospital taking care of Old Man Qiao.

However, the rescue and treatment for just two days cost about 400 yuan, which almost drained their savings.

Aunt Qiao kept cursing Qiao Zhixia and Qiao Xinguo for being stingy and ungrateful, and being beasts who watched people in danger without helping.

The old lady remained silent, which was regarded as consent.

Qiao Jinbao and Qiao Yinbao kept clamoring to go back.

"Mom, when are we going home? We're going to have a banquet tomorrow night and we want to have a feast."

"Your father is still in danger. As his sons, you should stay by his bedside. How can you think about having a feast? Besides, that's the feast your grandfather risked his life to get!"

As the old lady spoke, she began to wipe away her tears.

But the two grandsons were completely unable to sympathize. Qiao Jinbao just said impatiently: "We are going to have a feast. Grandpa is so old and should have died a long time ago."

"Qiao Jinbao! What nonsense are you talking about?" Aunt Qiao immediately scolded her beloved son loudly.

Qiao Jinbao didn't understand his mother's expression at all, and said to himself: "Isn't this what you and Dad said? You said that after grandpa and grandma died, everything in the house would belong to us."

Aunt Qiao was embarrassed when she saw the ugly face of Old Mrs. Qiao, and she pretended to beat her eldest son.

But at this time, the second son said: "It's so noisy. It's okay if we can't catch up with grandpa's feast, we can still eat dad's feast!"

"you……"

Now both the old lady and Aunt Qiao looked gloomy.

The words of the two filial sons almost made them vomit blood.

Just then, Qiao Laosan's attending physician came out.

"The pesticide ingested by the patient was highly toxic. Although it was diluted, it was not handled in time and the dosage was too large. Although the patient is out of danger, he has also suffered irreversible damage to his nervous system."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law obviously didn't understand, "What does this mean?"

"It means that the patient will never be able to live like a normal person for the rest of his life..."

When the family saw Qiao Laosan again, his mouth and eyes were crooked and he was half paralyzed. From then on, he had to rely on others to take care of him for eating, drinking, defecating and urinating.

When the old lady saw her beloved son become like this, she fainted on the spot.

Aunt Qiao was also dumbfounded. She was only forty years old! How could she live with her man like this?

Unlike the two women who collapsed, the two boys covered their mouths and tried hard to hold back their laughter.

In their opinion, their old father looked so funny...

The old man's funeral will be held tomorrow, and Qiao Chudong took a ride with Yang Shuo today to go back for the funeral.

In the cab, neither of them spoke, and time passed little by little in silence.

Until the wheels ran over a stone, the car body shook violently, Qiao Chudong's body tilted, and his hands accidentally supported on his legs.

The temperature of my palms instantly became hot.

"...Yes...I'm sorry!" She sat up straight in a hurry and apologized repeatedly.

"It's my problem." Yang Shuo comforted softly.

After another brief silence, he finally found a topic: "Do you remember what happened when we were deskmates? On the first day, you drew a line on the desk to emphasize that neither of us could cross the line. One time, your hair fell to my side, so I cut it off."

Yang Shuo's words opened up a beautiful memory for Qiao Chudong:

"I remember that later, in order to apologize to me, you stole your father's pen and gave it to me. As a result, your father chased you and beat you up at school."

"Yes! I was very ignorant at that time, but I was very happy..."