Action to Save Little White Flower [Quick Transmigration GL]

Shen Qingwei spread out the books, and prepared to start doing her winter vacation homework with the dim light outside the window.

There is no heating in the small attic, let alone a stove. It is as cold as a freezer, and the thin and stiff quilt has no warming function. Shen Qingwei can only wrap the clothes that Zhao's mother gave her, which is enough to resist. The cold of winter.

From the attic came the crying of children and the scolding of adults, making the noise disturbing.

Her mood for doing homework suddenly disappeared. After closing the book, Shen Qingwei hugged her knees and curled up into a ball.

She didn't like this new home at all.

Shen Qingwei never thought that she was just a student, her father had another wife, her brother had an agreed marriage, and everyone started a new life. When she came back from school, she seemed like a breakaway Strangers who enter other people's homes.

Shen Qingzhi made a kiss yesterday.

The other party was a 19-year-old girl, not pretty, but she was youthful, she looked very honest, when her parents were talking about marriage, she just sat aside, her face was red and her head was lowered, she didn't say a word, and let the adults make arrangements.

Shen Qingwei didn't want to be like the other party at all.

Just as she was thinking about her own thoughts, a conversation suddenly came from downstairs. It sounded like the speaker was Father Shen and his new love - a thin guy like a stick, with long and narrow eyes, staring at her. The portrait looks like a woman who wants to skin and tear people apart.

"I want a new house and a new TV, where can I get them?"

"This family is the least expensive... No money... If you marry your daughter, don't you have money?"

Shen Qingwei frowned, carefully stepped on the attic planks that seemed likely to break at any time, and put her head on the ground.

"I'm ready to ask, Fourth Qian, you know, right? It's the fat man in the next village. He said that as long as you are willing to marry the girl to him, he will give us 10 yuan."

"But..." Father Shen's voice sounded hesitant, "Shen Qingwei is only 17 years old."

The woman interrupted him, "After the new year, you can get married."

Father Shen said, "I'm afraid she won't agree."

"Marriage matters, parents' order and matchmaker's words, what does she disagree with? Qian Lao Si's family is so rich, could it be possible that they would treat her badly? Shen Da, I'm the one who wants to live with you, and I won't harm you Look, the girl I found for Shen Qingzhi is obedient and filial, and she is an only daughter. After a hundred years from her parents, all the money will be hers alone, and the wedding gift is still small. If it wasn't for me, where would you be? Find."

"Do you still want to continue the incense? Your son has lost his hand, so it was difficult to find a wife. Now that he has finally met someone who doesn't dislike him, hurry up."

Father Shen finally wavered, "Then I'll tell her."

……

Ever since she overheard the conversation between the two, Shen Qingwei felt like a sword was hanging above her head that might fall at any moment.She had been waiting for Shen's father to come to talk about her "big event in life", but Shen's father seemed to have forgotten about it, and after three days, he did not come to her.

This made Shen Qingwei breathe a sigh of relief.

She felt that Shen's father had a bit of conscience, and it was impossible for him to really push his own daughter into the fire.

But when the woman she called Aunt Li stood in front of her, two words suddenly appeared in Shen Qingwei's heart: here we come.

After hearing what the other party said, Shen Qingwei clenched her lips,

It turned out that Shen's father didn't come to her just because he couldn't say it, not because he had given up on this idea.

"Your brother is in his twenties and hasn't married yet. Do you have the heart to see your brother continue to be a bachelor like this? I've already inquired. Qian Laosi's family has plenty of money. As long as you marry, they won't treat you badly. "

Know it with emotion, move it with profit.

One article, one sentence.

First use Shen Qingzhi's age and marriage to pressure her, as if Shen Qingwei didn't marry the rich fourth son in her mouth, and in exchange for Shen Qingzhi's marriage money, she was the chief culprit that made her brother unable to marry a wife; The aunt began to describe the wealth of the Qian family to her, and imagined for her the life of being a rich wife after marrying into the Qian family.

"For you, you can buy whatever you want in the mall. If you want to buy a few mink coats, you can buy as many mink coats as you want."

Aunt Li described it with excitement on her face, but Shen Qingwei couldn't help but think of what Zhao Xingyue had said to her.

"Never, ever, never underestimate your worth."

"You are a jade in the rough, but the brilliance has not yet appeared. One day, you will be worth thousands of gold."

Shen Qingwei, who was almost shaken by the words, shook her head and said firmly, "I don't want to marry, auntie. I'm still young and I still want to study. I don't think about getting married."

"How can you say you won't marry? Do you have any conscience? Do you know how many people are looking forward to this marriage? If it wasn't for your father's sake, I wouldn't introduce it to you."

Shen Qingwei tried her best to recall Zhao Xingyue's smile, reserved and polite, but just rightly distant, she said, "You should introduce this beautiful event to other people."

Seeing that she really didn't dare to be interested, with rejection in her eyebrows and eyes, Sanyi Li said in a low-spirited way: "Forget it, forget it, a girl who doesn't know what's good."

Aunt Li walked away, and Shen Qingwei ran back to her attic like flying, and quickly packed the things she put out into the suitcase.

When everything was packed and the room was empty, except for the cushions on the floor and the folded quilt, she let out a slow breath.

For some reason, she always had a bad feeling in her heart that this family couldn't stay anymore.

……

On the evening of New Year's Eve, Zhao Xingyue received a call from Shen Qingwei.

"Hey?"

While answering the phone, Zhao Xingyue zoomed in on the lens of Shen Qingwei in her eyes.

Zhao Xingyue is not a voyeur, and has no desire to observe Shen Qingwei all the time, so although she can check the situation around Shen Qingwei anytime and anywhere, she rarely uses this function unless it is for a mission.

The picture magnified in Zhao Xingyue's eyes, and she realized something was wrong.

It is not uncommon for Zhao Xingyue that Father Shen found a new love.

A man like Shen's father cannot do without a woman at all. After Shen's mother left, it would be strange if he continued to live alone.

However, she saw that although Shen Qingwei's life in her new home was not very good, living in the attic was better than being beaten every day before, so she didn't care too much. Anyway, after these two years, when she passed the exam, she could get rid of this poverty family.

There was no sound on the phone, only faint sobbing.

Through the picture in his eyes, Zhao Xingyue could see that Shen Qingwei was covering her mouth with one hand, crying continuously.

She frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing." Shen Qingwei tried hard not to let Zhao Xingyue hear her choking voice, but it was too difficult. As soon as she opened her mouth, she was startled by her hoarse voice. She quickly covered her phone and cleared her throat , then said to the phone: "I just want to say Happy New Year to you."

Zhao Xingyue: "What happened?"

"no no--"

Zhao Xingyue interrupted her impatiently, "I'll ask you one last time."

If Shen Qingwei gave up even asking for help, she really didn't care.

Her tone was definitely not good, but the concern revealed in her words broke the nerve that had been tense in Shen Qingwei's heart.

"Ayue, Ayue." She kept calling Zhao Xingyue's name, as if this would gain enough courage to support her to continue, "Ayue, what should I do, my dad is going to marry me An old man, so that he can use the gift money to marry my brother, what should I do, I don't want to marry, I don't want to marry—"

Hearing such a big event suddenly, even Zhao Xingyue, who was well-informed, was taken aback.

She never expected that such a change would appear in Shen Qingwei's body.

Because she has always felt that Shen Qingwei's fate will first decrease and then increase, as long as there is no interference of evil spirits and survive the previous hard days, there will always be another village.

But she never thought that the fun of fate lies in its elusiveness. She solved the evil spirit, thinking that Shen Qingwei's life would go on the right path from now on, but she never thought that the life that has been affected by the evil spirit has already moved in an unknown direction Run away.

What the future holds is unknown.

Zhao Xingyue pressed his brows.

Many people say that fate is in their own hands, and the future is created by themselves, but to be honest, fate is indispensable because of the right time, place and people. Hard work is important, but sometimes it is hard work The ceiling you touch may just be someone else's starting point.

Shen Qingwei is the kind of person who has a very low starting point and is facing falling into the abyss at any time.

Shen Qingwei on the other end of the phone was still crying, Zhao Xingyue waited for her to turn from crying to sobbing, and then asked, "Where are you now?"

The first time, Shen Qingwei didn't hear what she said clearly. It wasn't until Zhao Xingyue asked again that she realized and gave a place name.

"I'll pick you up."

Shen Qingwei wiped away tears, "It's useless, it's useless, they won't let me go, my dad has locked me in the room for a week, and they won't even let me out."

"Is your dad at home tonight?"

"No."

"Oh, that's easy."

"what?"

Shen Qingwei wanted to ask again, but Zhao Xingyue had already hung up the phone.

Tapping the dial key deftly with his fingertips, a phone number popped up quickly, "Hello, Xiao Liu? Do you have any activities tonight? Lend me a car with good performance. OK, I'm in Waiting for you at the intersection on Dongda Road."

Within 10 minutes, two motorcycles stopped in front of Zhao Xingyue one after the other.

The young man with green hair in the car winked at Zhao Xingyue, "Sister Zhao, aren't you lonely, brother can play with you anytime."

Zhao Xingyue glanced at her coldly.

Lumao immediately turned over and rolled out of the car, bent over like a dog and raised his hand, "Please, please—"

"I have something to do, I will return your car tomorrow, thank you."

On the night of New Year's Eve, there were few cars on the road. Zhao Xingyue straddled into the car, and her drifting figure quickly disappeared under the street lights.

The little green hair left by her wiped the cold sweat from his head, and Pai Pai was still waiting for his companion to ask: "Liu Zi, do you think that Sister Zhao is very scary tonight, is she going to chop her up?" people?"

The young man whom he called the sixth son rolled his eyes, "I'm not cutting you off, why are you panicking?"