The road to whitewashing for the male supporting role

After finally calming down the drunk Yan Ting, Chen Jingran felt that he hadn't slept much, and suddenly it was dawn.

Yan Tingan, who was lying on his body like an octopus, poked his waist, beckoning him to get up quickly.

Chen Jingran held his hand and pulled him back into his arms, "It's still early and go to bed, we'll talk at nine o'clock."

"It's already six o'clock, get up quickly." Yan Tingan stretched out his leg and kicked him, and Chen Jingran clamped his leg into his arms, "I'm sorry, don't move to sleep."

Yan Tingan looked at his sleepy face, snorted coldly, and stopped making trouble. He didn't feel sleepy at all, and looked sideways at Chen Jingran's side face, depicting his facial features with his gaze.

The look in his eyes became more and more obsessed.

Quietly reaching out his hand, touching the trembling eyelashes, Chen Jingran suddenly opened his eyes and startled him, with a helpless expression on his face, "Why do you have to get up so early?"

Yan Tingan felt a little guilty when he saw him, "Who insists on getting up so early? Why are you lying on the bed when you wake up?"

"Is the ugly daughter-in-law shy when she sees her in-laws?"

"Go away, you are ugly!"

"Well, I'm ugly." She hugged him and kissed him on the face, then stretched, and sat up from the bed with a painful face, "I wanted to sleep until ten o'clock."

"Are you treating yourself like a pig?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, then you are a pig woman."

"I didn't expect you to be very proficient in business after taking care of you."

Inexplicably throwing out such a sentence, Yan Tingan regretted it after saying it, but he didn't mean it that way.I opened my mouth, but didn't explain in the end, feeling a little uncomfortable.

It's clear that he wasn't the one who made the mistake, they were just nurturing, right?

Chen Jingran watched his expression change, pinched his noble face, "I can't help it, I have to please Lord Jin so that I can win the position."

Yan Tingan looked at him with a complicated expression.

In fact, he should hate him.

But he coaxed him back in a few words, and for the first time he knew that he was so easy to coax.

After going out to wash, Liang's mother just came back from the field. Seeing the two of them getting up, she felt a little regretful. You stick pancakes and stew chicken soup."

"What kind of chicken soup does Mom make in the morning, just make whatever you want. By the way, don't put rattan pepper in Mom's cooking."

Yan Tingan took a look at Chen Jingran, who was moved by him at first, and then stepped on the new shoes he was wearing today after hearing his complaints, and ran to the kitchen to help.

Chen Jingran returned to the room with a big smile, took out the bank card, took the cigarettes and alcohol prepared in advance, and went to the village chief.

Zhang Yudong was smoking in the yard, thinking about applying for poverty subsidies. When Chen Jingran knocked on the door and came in, he still hadn't regained his senses. He didn't come back to his senses until he stepped forward, and then said with a pleasant face, "Qinzhou is back, finally back, you Mom and Dad are so happy now, is there something to come to Uncle in the morning?"

Chen Jingran handed him the cigarettes and alcohol, and when he frowned and was about to speak, he spoke first, "Uncle, if you refuse, you will really have a relationship with me. When I was in college, you paid 2000 yuan. I haven't paid you back yet, I just used the money I earned to buy some cigarettes and alcohol to honor you, you..."

Now that this is the point, Zhang Yudong stopped refusing, and the smile on his face deepened, "You too, kid. No matter how busy you are, you have to go home and have a look. If you don't come back for two years, how will other people in the village look at you?"

"It's not for the sake of getting ahead. I've said it before. I will definitely work hard when I am admitted to university in the future, and strive to repair the roads in my hometown."

Hearing these words, Zhang Yudong, a man who is dedicated to serving the people, his eyes lit up, "Qinzhou, what do you mean?"

"Uncle, 100 million yuan is used to repair the road behind the mountain. From now on, our villagers in Qingyu Mountain will no longer have to detour."

"100 million! You kid are not kidding!"

"What have you been doing in school for the past two years, and how can you earn so much?"

Excited and confused, Zhang Yudong didn't accept the bank card, but waited for his answer.

Chen Jingran told him the story he had made up, and Zhang Yudong kept praising him. He was going to take him into the house for dinner, but he didn't expect that the kid would not agree to it until the evening or tomorrow, and he didn't force it. Stop laughing.

His daughter-in-law came back from the house and thought he was hysterical when she saw his non-stop smirk.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Fucking good news! By the way, I haven't used the loudspeaker to broadcast yet, daughter-in-law, I'll go to the east of the village to broadcast it first. By the way, remember to butcher the chicken, and invite the Liang family boy to come home for dinner tonight."

"What are you crazy about?"

Before the words fell to the ground, people had already run away.

After dinner, Liang's mother cleaned up the stall and was ready to go to the field, let the two of them have fun at home, and if they didn't want to stay at home, they could go to the mountains.

As soon as I went out, I ran into Mrs. Wang, the neighbor next door. Mrs. Wang approached and talked to Liang's mother enthusiastically, and the two people in the room could hear what she said in a clear voice.

"His second aunt, your kid is really promising. This donation is worth millions. You owe my family five or six yuan. You must have the money to pay it back. I'm not here to collect debts. I know that these small sums of money are right for you." It's nothing to your family, his aunt, don't take it to heart."

Liang's mother was a little confused, "Sister-in-law, why did you pay millions of dollars? Why didn't I understand what you said?"

"His aunt, don't you know? Your kid is very promising. He just donated 100 million to the village and said he would repair the road in our back mountain village. 100 million, my dear, I have never seen so much money in my life. "

Chen Jingran walked out under Yan Tingan's scrutinizing gaze, "Can Auntie receive money through WeChat? If possible, I will use WeChat to transfer the money to you."

"Qinzhou is promising, my aunt is proud of you, okay, you wait here first, I'll get your sister-in-law's mobile phone, you can pass it to her." Said hurriedly and left.

Liang's mother looked at her son, at a loss, and asked after a long time, "Did you really donate 100 million?"

"Ah."

"Where did you get so much money, kid?"

"I earned it, didn't the second sister mention it?" He said what he had said to the village chief, and told her again.

Mother Liang's eyes were full of tears, the things slipped from her hands, and she said and gestured excitedly, "I knew that my little treasure has always been promising, and my family can finally have a child who will become a talent. I am not ashamed of Lao Liang." The ancestors of the family, Bao, you have saved face for Mom, Mom..."

"Mom, please calm down first, don't get excited, and wait until you pick a good time before going to the ancestral grave."

"Hey, I won't go to the fields today, I'm going to see how the village head spends the money, and I won't let Bao's 100 million yuan be wasted."

"100 million? I gave it?"

I don't know when Yan Tingan approached him.

Chen Jingran raised his eyebrows and looked at him, jokingly said, "That's right."

"You...I won't give you any more this month."

"Ah."

"Didn't you say you want to build a house, why donate it?"

Chen Jingran didn't explain, looking at him with a quiet smile.

Unexpectedly, his next move made him dumbfounded.