Sick Beauty Attack 2 I will protect you!

Facing the gaze of the protagonist Shou, Su An finally remembered that Song Qinghe's mother in the novel was a laid-off worker.

Song's mother is too old and doesn't know much. After she was laid off, she never found a suitable job. But no matter how many difficulties, this strong and smart woman couldn't stop her. She borrowed money from her friends and bought a small food truck. Started a roadside stall business, although the days of setting up a stall from [-] to [-] were a bit hard, but under her conscientious management, the business was very prosperous, and she made a lot of money, which was enough to subsidize her son's provincial key points.

But the problem is, it never mentioned in the book that she sells Mala Tang!

Otherwise, Su An would have already made a detour. Although the plot line was pushing Song Qinghe towards them, Su An didn't want to have too much contact with the protagonist Shou if it wasn't necessary. Fortunately, Lin Yan had already met Song Qinghe's parents !

Sure enough, gluttony is bad.

Looking at the stall owner's aunt now, Su An felt that she and Song Qinghe were carved out of the same mold, especially those eyes, but Mother Song's eyes were tough. If it weren't for the fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes as she got older, her eyes would be comparable to Song Qinghe's. It's so beautiful.

Su An took a deep breath, and was about to say hello to Song's mother, so she took another empty paper cup containing spicy skewers, and handed it to Song Qinghe enthusiastically, "...Dr, classmate, do you want something to eat? Anything Pick it, Auntie’s is one dollar a bunch, it’s very affordable.”

Su An paused, isn't this Song Qinghe's mother?

The stall owner's aunt treated Song Qinghe with a completely greeting attitude, but the latter didn't respond to her, and stood there motionless, showing that her hand holding the cup in the air was very stiff.

Unable to realize what happened, Su An looked at Lin Yan in confusion, Lin Meiren's eyes were indifferent, she could clearly explain his confusion but didn't say a word.

The air froze for a while, Song Qinghe gritted his teeth, and snatched the cup from his aunt, but he didn't take the string, but put the clean paper cup back in place, and picked up the rag hanging on the handlebar of the tricycle with his backhand , Wiping the sauce table that was splattered with spicy skewer soup.

"This is my mother." After wiping the table, Song Qinghe clenched the rag in his hand when he spoke.

His voice was a little stiff, but he raised his head and showed a shy smile. He looked at the stall owner's aunt, and unconsciously his voice softened a bit: "Mom, they are mine... they are my classmates. classmate."

"Hello Auntie."

"...Hello, Auntie."

She greeted Mother Song with Lin Yan, but the latter was startled, and it took a long time to realize it. She looked at her son, her eyes flickering, and at Su An, who was wearing a famous brand in her school uniform jacket, and immediately untied the oil-stained cloth. He came out from behind the dining car in an apron and adjusted his clothes: "Hello, since you are Qinghe's classmate, today's meal is invited by auntie, so you can eat more of what you want."

"No, auntie, let's do it next time. I ate too much today. My mother dislikes me at home and almost kicks me out. Auntie, you will embarrass me like this."

Dumbly understood that Song's mother didn't recognize Song Qinghe just now because she was worried that she and Lin Yan would dislike him for having a mother who set up a roadside stall, and she was also afraid that her son would be embarrassed by his job, but Su An was not a snob. It's not that naive, besides, when he read novels before, he was full of affection for the role of mother song, how could he dislike it?

So Su An understood the atmosphere and made a joke to help the mother and son get through the embarrassing period just now. Sure enough, Mother Song immediately answered his words, and she smiled: "How could it be, you are still growing up at this age Well, eat more, and how could your mother be willing to drive such a good child out of the house."

Speaking of the child, she instinctively glanced at Song Qinghe, but accidentally discovered a bruise on the forehead of her son, which was particularly eye-catching on the pale skin, and she immediately put down the corner of her mouth: "Qinghe, you..."

"It's okay, I was in a hurry to leave just now, and I accidentally fell and knocked on the corner of the table." Song Qinghe hurriedly avoided her mother's gaze, stretched out her hand to pull her hair twice, covered her forehead with bangs, and then said nothing.

Song's mother paused, her eyes were full of worry, she obviously didn't believe his words, she felt that her son had been bullied at school, she wanted to approach him and take a closer look at his forehead, but Song Qinghe became emotional just as soon as she stepped forward When he got up, he waved away his mother's hand, and took two steps back in a row: "They said it's all right! Just leave me alone! Yes, I accidentally knocked on it!"

"Qinghe, are you at school..."

--"Aunt!"

Seeing that Song Qinghe's fists hidden behind his back were clenched tighter and tighter, as if he was about to collapse, Su An hurriedly interrupted, but before he could think of anything to say, he first introduced himself: "Hello, auntie, I, my name is Su Yu, cough cough..."

Thinking of another person who was injured at school, Su An finally came up with an idea.

Inspired by Huo Mu who sprained his foot playing basketball before, Su An moved to Song Qinghe's side at a light speed, deliberately lowered his voice, but kept the volume so that Song's mother could hear: "Just admit it, I saw you talking to He Shan and the others after school. I went to play basketball, it’s just sports after class, it’s not a bad thing, there’s nothing I can’t tell my family about.”

Although Song Xiaobaihua was introverted and weak in the early stage, he also reported good news to his family but not bad news. Song Qinghe understood his mother's hard work, and he didn't want her to worry about anything about him.

In the novel, Song Qinghe concealed it very well. Later, Heihua and Huo Mu entered the face-slapping mode and killed the audience in seconds. Only when the full text was over, did he lightly mention a few words of grievances he had suffered to his mother in the extra episode.

But at that time, the Song family had come to the end of their hardships. Song Qinghe's grades soared, and he and Huo Mu respectively entered the top universities in the country with equal rankings. , Not aloof and even more popular than Lin Yan, more importantly, at that time Song Qinghe was sheltered by Lin Yan's biological father, with huge capital behind him, so he didn't need to worry about anything anymore.

……

But that would happen a long time later, and now Song Qinghe was about to reveal his secrets in front of his mother before he turned black.

Song Xiaobai's scheming is not enough, she can't even tell a lie, Su An saw that his hands were shaking anxiously, so she couldn't help but say a few words for him, after all, he quite likes the role of Mother Song.

But when Su An finished speaking, Song Qinghe looked astonished. He never expected that Su An would help him, so he forgot to answer for a moment.

"play basketball?"

"Yes, Auntie."

One person said that it didn't seem convincing, Su An quietly tugged on Lin Yan's sleeve, and Lin Mei understood: "There are bumps and bumps on the court, and it is inevitable that you will suffer minor injuries."

"So this is ah……"

Mother Song breathed a sigh of relief, and then returned to the dining car, took out two bottles of soda from the cabinet below and handed them to Su An: "The food just now was quite spicy, Auntie, please have some drinks."

"Okay, thank you, Auntie!" Su An was not very polite this time, otherwise he would look alienated. He gratefully took the soda in Song's mother's hand, and naturally handed the other bottle to Song Qinghe, "Auntie, Lin Yan He didn't eat spicy food just now, so he can drink water, this bottle should be given to Qinghe."

Mother Song smiled, "It's okay, the most important thing Auntie lacks is drinks, Qinghe still has drinks if she wants."

As she said that, she handed another bottle to Lin Yan, but Lin Yan didn't pick it up. Lin Meiren understood the thoughtfulness in Su An's words, but he still said: "Thank you, I appreciate your kindness, it's actually because of my I have asthma, so it's not convenient to drink drinks."

"Oh...so that's how it is. I'm sorry, auntie doesn't know." Song's mother hurriedly brought a bottle of mineral water to Lin Yan. No wonder the one named Su An pushed him upwind when the two children came over just now Pushed, not even willing to let him smell a little spicy.

Mother Song lamented that Su An's thoughtfulness was delicate, and she always paid attention to Lin Yan's needs. At the same time, she also thought: It would be great if her son could have such a friend at school.

It wasn't long before the mother and son moved to Yuandai, and they didn't know many people around them. They were running a small business, and they were always changing places. Usually, there were not many people who could chat with her. Seeing that Su An was more talkative, Mama Song I just talked to him a few more words, and finally met my son's classmates, so I inevitably asked more about the school.

Su An answered every question, but Song Qinghe didn't participate anymore as if it had nothing to do with him. He just silently helped his mother sort out the vegetables to be skewered. But later, after Su An finished eating the last spicy skewers, Song's mother Pulling him to her side, she whispered, "Su An, there is something else Auntie wants to ask you."

"Auntie, say it."

Song's mother sighed, "Qinghe just transferred to another school, and he is relatively quiet, and he doesn't say anything to me, Su An, since you are in the same class, then... he didn't cause any trouble at school, right?"

Song Qinghe's movement of stringing vegetables stopped.

Without time to respond to the protagonist's gaze, Su An looked into Song's mother's eyes and replied seriously: "No, Qing He did very well in school, and...he studies much better than me."

Sad to say, although Song Qinghe is the fourth from the bottom in the class, his total score is more than 100 points higher than his third from the bottom.

After receiving Su An's affirmation, Song's mother was finally relieved, but Song Qinghe's eyes on Su An became more and more gloomy, even a little gloomy, but at this moment, Lin Yan stood up, walked up to Song Qinghe, and directly It blocked his view of Su An.

Didn't notice Song Qinghe's small movements, but Su An paid attention to Lin Yan at all times. Seeing Lin Meiren approaching Xiao Baihua silently, Su An was afraid that the attacker would have something to do with the protagonist, so she immediately told Song's mother beside her. Said: "Auntie, that... it's getting late, and I made an appointment with Lin Yan to do my homework together. How much did we eat just now?"

"It's already paid."

Just as Su An was about to take out his pocket, Lin Yan pushed the cart over.

It turned out that he secretly went to find Song Qinghe to settle accounts just now...

It was agreed to treat guests, but in the end it was all Lin Yan's food. Su regretted it, but all the meatballs went into his stomach.

Daylight saving time began to change to winter time, and it was getting dark earlier and earlier.

After paying the bill, Su An and Lin Yan didn't stay for long, and left after saying hello to the mother and son of the Song family. Looking at the back of Su An and Lin Yan leaving side by side, Song Qinghe's deer eyes slowly became sharper in the night.

The students who can go to the third middle school not only study well, but also most of their parents have decent jobs, so Song Qinghe thought that Su An would laugh at him, and his mother's job, but he didn't, and even... helped himself lie more than once .

Su An was too kind.

But it was also at this moment that Song Qinghe seemed to understand what he was envious of before.

No, no, that feeling is not pure envy, but another kind of deeper and more shady thing, a more real desire beyond the word envy. He wants, wants to have a relationship like Su The intimate relationship between Eucalyptus and Lin Yan.