A defeated under the pomegranate skirt

There was a solemn and solemn atmosphere in the lobby of the Han family, which seemed extraordinarily silent.

There was a futon spread out in the center of the lobby. On the futon sat a soft little girl with two braids in her hair, wearing a white dress, and the long skirt fell to the ground.Still, well-behaved and lovely.Just like a delicate little flower girl waiting to come on stage to sprinkle petals for the newcomers.But such an eye-catching outfit was abrupt and eye-catching on the surrounding crowd in black clothes, obviously out of place.

In front of the little girl was a large red lacquered cuboid box, with two large wreaths of yellow lace on either side, matched with white strips of paper.

From time to time, there were women's sobs and sobs, and the lyrics of several old women choking.

At noon, there was an endless stream of people going to the lobby, and people lined up in an orderly manner before bending down and bowing in front of a big box.

When they stood in front of the silent mourning, there were expressions on the faces of the little girl that the little girl couldn't understand, either regret, sorrow, or... secret joy.

At that time, there was a burst of whispering and whispering in the hall.A pair of young father and son in brown suits gradually came into the public's sight and walked slowly to the big box without looking sideways.

The voice of discussion became louder and louder as they walked.

One of the voices came into the little girl's ears clearly.

"What is he doing here?"

The sonorous and forceful voice was full of anger and agitation.

The man pretended to rush up to catch the man, but was stopped by the man next to him and restrained him.

The man bent forward calmly.

An old man saw that he was pretending that he didn't even bow his head, and immediately leaned on his crutches and slammed the floor hard, and spat angrily, "Bah, an ugly person is putting on a show."

But the man didn't seem to hear it, and he walked up to a young woman without haste, "Please forgive me, Miss Han"

Words behind, nodded.Quite a gentleman.

"Thank you Mr. Jiang"

The little girl followed the movement, only to see her aunt nodded to the man, and her downcast eyes didn't catch him from the corner of the eye.

She blinked her eyes ignorantly, and suddenly turned her head to meet the gaze of the boy who was holding the hand next to the man.

He looked up at her slightly, his dark eyes showed a touch of indifference and contempt.Just like the bully she saw in the kindergarten, robbing others of the fruits of victory and standing on the stage to show his aloof winner attitude.

The little girl instinctively felt disgusted.

Immediately afterwards, the man's eyes flicked across her.The expressions in those eyes were strikingly similar between the two father and son.

Not long after, the old lady's libretto stopped.

The original silence returned to the lobby.

The aunt walked to the side of the little girl and squatted down, holding her shoulders, looking straight at the big box carried by the man in black in front of her, "Little Ashu, grandma is gone, please say goodbye to grandma, okay?"

The little girl looked at her blankly, she knew, grandma told her yesterday, she said that she was going to a far away place, and she wanted me to obey my aunt obediently in the future, and she also told me to put on the latest clothes today. Beautiful clothes, to be the best looking little Ashu.

She looked at the red corners of her aunt's eyes, and then turned her head to look at the big box again.waved.

"Goodbye" grandma.

His expression was filled with the bewilderment and bewilderment of a child.

Grandma's hands were covered with age spots and wrinkled, rubbing her face was a little rough: My dear Ashu, grandma is leaving, and I can no longer play with you on the swing.

She stared blankly at the big box that was carried outside the door with only one corner left, tears burst out of her eyes, and she burst into tears.

"Ashu, Ashu"

A familiar and warm voice sounded in her mind, illusory and ups and downs.

She woke up suddenly from the knock on the door.

The girl slowly raised her eyelids, her eyes were sleepy.The sore and tired eyes made her close them quickly.

She raised her hand to wipe the sticky feeling on her face, but unexpectedly touched a piece of cold water. She stared blankly at the wet water on her hand.

One second, two seconds.

It turned out that she was dreaming again.

The girl clenched her fists and curled up her body and murmured, as if she was greedy for the residual warmth left in her dream.

"Ashu, are you up?" The woman's soft voice continued to come from outside the door.

The girl slowly came to her senses from the gap of memory.

Covering his forehead, propped up half of his body and said to the door, "Get up, Auntie"

Han Shuyao waited until the sound of footsteps outside disappeared, then dragged her drowsy body towards the bathroom.

Standing in front of the washstand, she picked up a tuft of water and washed her face whole. She raised her head slightly, and the water droplets slid off her brows, then flowed down her face to her thin lips, dripped from her jaw, and finally It disappeared into the neckline that covered the straight and white collarbone, soaking most of the clothes.

She slowly opened her eyes, and the vision blurred by the water gradually became clear.

It was found that her eyes were swollen as big as walnuts.

She lowered her eyes and stroked the delicate threads on the metal pendant hanging around her neck.

After a long time, she sighed in the mirror.

She quietly went outside and took a piece of ice and came back to wrap the swollen eyes with ice.

Han Shuyao waited until the swelling of her eyes slowly subsided, then simply tidied up, picked up the coat hanging by the bed and went downstairs.

"Morning, Auntie." Han Shu pulled on the slippers and made a pattering sound on the solid wood floor. He yawned and walked down the stairs slowly while holding on to the handrail, as if he hadn't woken up.

Han Ziyan, who was reading the newspaper, looked up and saw that she didn't look upright, so she couldn't help scolding her, "Why does the little girl walk like a street ruffian?"

When Han Shuyao heard that she took the breakfast, she almost dropped the plate. Han Ziyan looked at the crumbling plate and raised her heart to her throat for fear that the plate would break and hurt her. She was relieved when she held it firmly. come on "you boy"

"Oh, I'm sorry miss, it's all my old age." The old woman said anxiously, taking the plate, "Oh, old is useless"

Han Shuyao sideways avoided her hand, waved and said, "It's none of your business, Aunt Liu"

"It's me who didn't hold it steady"

She picked up her favorite barbecued pork buns on the plate and walked towards the dining table, she said casually as she walked, "Aunt Liu's craftsmanship is really getting better and better."

Han Shuyao's words immediately successfully offset the guilt in the old man's heart.

The old man smiled, his smiling eyes narrowed into slits, and he turned his head to Han Ziyan and said, "Ma'am, Miss has really grown up." As he spoke, he rolled up the corners of his clothes and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. stains.

Han Ziyan was stunned for a while, "Yes, little Ashu has grown up."

Then he showed a relieved smile to Han Shuyao.

Han Shuyao was not used to such a sensational scene, and left without taking a few bites of breakfast, using the excuse of being late for school, "Okay, auntie, I'm going to school now"

"Let Uncle Liu send you off"

"No need." Han Shuyao took out the shoes in the porch and said without looking back.

Han Shuyao turned the corner and put on the coat on her arm, and pulled up the hat.The sun cast a shadow under the brim of the hat, and the covered eyes dimmed instantly, like a pool of stagnant water that could not lift waves.

The morning sun poured down on the boy's body, and the swaying shadow dragged on the ground and gradually faded away.

When Han Ziyan got in touch with Uncle Liu, Han Shuyao was no longer seen outside the door. Han Ziyan stood at the door and looked back at Aunt Liu, then shook her head helplessly.

Han Shuyao swayed slowly on the sidewalk with her pockets in her pockets. Compared with the elementary school students who were rushing on the street, she was indescribably sloppy.

Han Shuyao was about to step into the school with one foot, when she heard someone calling her, she stopped and looked back.

A boy across the road waved to her. After seeing him nodding slightly in response, the boy trotted over from the opposite side.

Suddenly, a car rushed out of the road and was speeding in his direction. The speed of the car was so fast that the boy had no time to react, and watched the car coming towards him.But the death he expected did not come.At that time, Han Shuyao took a stride, pulled and pulled, and instantly switched places with him. The car spun quickly, and the wheels made a loud scraping sound against the ground, barely stopping within a centimeter away from Han Shuyao.

The owner of the car slammed the door angrily and got out of the car, but stopped admiringly when he was about to curse and ask for accountability.

Her footsteps circled around her, "Yo, isn't this the waste that the Han family has just split into Beta? Who am I, who wants to seek death so much?"

"Pengci even touched this young master? Is it because the Han family is going bankrupt and didn't give you any money?" Jiang Yan stood in front of her and leaned over to ask.

When Zhao Xinhua heard it, he was so shameless to say such a thing.There is only one person in the whole city.

He walked around Han Shuyao and walked in front of her, blocking Jiang Yan's sight, "Jiang Yan, it was your car that rushed out and almost hit someone, it would be too much to complain first."

Jiang Yan took a look, turned around and asked the bystanders, "Hey? Isn't this the kid who was surrounded and beaten by people on the street a year ago?" Then he turned his head and pointed at them, waving his fingers back and forth on them "I remember it was a beta"

Putting two fingers together on the forehead, he made a clear expression to Han Shuyao later, "Hey! This is your new dog, right?"

Han Shuyao didn't even frown at first, and just acted as if there was a dog barking in her ear the whole time.But Zhao Xinhua is her person, and she can only say who she is.

Han Shuyao looked around for a week, picked up a wooden stick from the door of the guard room, folded it back, and walked towards Jiang Yan.

Just when everyone thought that Han Shuyao was going to hit Jiang Yan, she suddenly walked around him and walked to the car.

Jiang Yan wasn't afraid at all, he couldn't beat a woman as an Alpha, and when Jiang Yan was thinking about how to beat her, he suddenly heard a few loud noises behind him.

Han Shuyao turned around calmly, "This is a fee for your bad mouth"

Before walking away, he said, "Oh, by the way, based on what you just thought, I'm afraid it's just a matter of opinion." After finishing speaking, there was a dark smile on the corner of his mouth.

Han Shuyao raised her chin at Zhao Xinhua, and walked towards the school gate, leaving Jiang Yan stunned alone.

Jiang Yan was caught off guard by Han Shuyao's operation, and looked at his newly-promoted Da Niu stupidly.Every place visited by Han Shuyao left a huge dent on the car surface.

Jiang Yan's eyes repeatedly lingered on the car and her back, and suddenly reacted and shouted at Han Shuyao's back, "Han Shuyao, I'm sorry for you!"

During the conversation, a well-dressed girl came down from the car, wearing a light-colored skirt with off-the-shoulder suspenders, her hair was pulled into a bun, and two white pearl earrings dangled from her round earlobes. The swan-like fair neck complements each other.

As soon as Jiang Yan saw her coming down, he immediately changed his face, as if the shrew-like behavior just now was not him, "Youqing, are you okay, did that bitch scare you just now?"

Looking at her pretty face, the man sighed again in his heart, is it true that the beauty in the world is like this.

The domineering aura of Alpha escaped from him uncontrollably.

Su Youqing frowned and backed away silently, looked at the dent in the car door, and suddenly smiled, "Is it because a bitch sees wisdom?" The tone of the ending elongated, adding a touch of charm to her haughty face.

While talking, he met Han Shuyao who was looking over.