She put more lemons today

Fan Qingle didn't go to the bar for several days, and she wasn't even in Qingshi.

She went back to her hometown in Beishi.

It's funny to say that those people who ignored her are those people, and now they are crying, making trouble and hanging themselves and begging her to come back.

Compared to Qingshi, which is stuffy, Beishi is indeed brighter and drier.Fan Qingle put on some hand cream before getting off the plane, and put on a mask before going out.

She just carried a bag and followed the flow of people alone. The volume of the earphones had been turned up enough, but it still couldn't block the noise of the crowd.Fan Qingle had no choice but to ignore the reminder that "too high volume will cause hearing damage" and turned up the volume almost to full.Also because of this, someone called her name to pick up the plane, but she didn't hear it and just missed it.

"Where is the person? Uncle, why haven't I seen my aunt? I don't want to shout anymore." A little boy who was over one meter old put down the sign that was raised above his head, and aggrievedly pulled the sign that was still playing games. Uncle.

The person called Uncle is a boy in his early 1.8 meters, wearing a white T-shirt and casual overalls shorts, and a pair of limited edition sneakers on his feet.Hearing the little boy's prayer, he didn't stop the game in his hand, and said casually, "Take a break, and continue shouting later."

Little boy, "..." This must be a fake uncle.

When Fan Qingle got out of the airport, she saw her friend Qiu Shu waiting by the car. She raised her eyebrows, first turned down the volume of the earphones, and finally unplugged one of the earphones.

"Let's go."

"I didn't recognize you just now." Qiu Shu quit the dialing interface, looked at Fan Qingle, "After so many years, are you finally willing to come back?"

Fan Qingle raised her eyelids lazily, "I don't care about you, I'll stay at your place tonight."

"Just your attitude..." Qiu Shu wanted to be tougher, but Fan Qingle's eyes swept over her, and she swallowed her toughness back, "Okay, anyway, my house has a lot of rooms."

Fan Qingle nodded and got into the car.

Qiu Shu was her classmate in junior high school.When he was in junior high school, Qiu Shu was completely stupid and sweet, and he didn't know what not to show his wealth.The first few sisters in the class couldn't understand her appearance of "flaunting wealth", and as a whole they changed ways to embarrass her.He also forced her to dance hotly in front of the boy she had a crush on, saying it was to help her chase him.At that time, Fan Qingle didn't know what was going on in her own family, and she wasn't in the mood to take care of Qiu Shu's affairs.She watched with cold eyes for a whole semester, until Qiu Shu, who was scarred from torment, was arranged to be her deskmate.After all, it was her deskmate, so Fan Qingle covered her up so that the group of people would not make any more plans for Qiu Shu.Because of this, Qiu Shu kept in touch with her after she was driven to the south.

"It's great, I became a charter woman at a young age." Fan Qingle slumped on the back seat, and the other earphone that was in her ear fell out.Fortunately, there was a soft tune in the car, which made her suppress the restlessness brought by the crowd.

Qiu Shu glanced at the rearview mirror, and smiled sweetly, "Then the charter woman will be your driver."

Fan Qingle sneered.

"What are you laughing at?" Qiu Shu's mouth never dropped after seeing Fan Qingle, "By the way, how did your family call you back? Didn't you cut off ties with them long ago?"

Fan Qingle rubbed her eyes and sighed, "My eldest sister is back from abroad."

"Ah? Just for this?" Qiu Shu didn't quite understand.

"You don't understand." Fan Qingle glanced at her mobile phone, there was a missed call from a strange person, and there was nothing else.

The Fan family's background is very deep, and according to the family tree, it has been passed down for hundreds of years.What's more, the Fan family can produce several talents in each generation, from law to business, in various fields, and now the family business is one of the best in Beishi.But the Fan family's conservatism is well-known in Beishi. Even now, the patriarchal concept is still very strong, not to mention that there is a homosexual in the family.

Even though Fan Qingle was well-clothed and well-fed when she was a child, she had to take care of any mistakes made by her twin brother.No matter how big the incident is, it has nothing to do with her, but as long as she says "you are a sister, you didn't take care of your brother", she has to bear all the faults.What's more, she was not soft-tempered in the first place, and the conflict with her family became more and more serious, and she was directly driven to the south by her family to study.

And her eldest sister has the same father as her, but not the same mother.The whole person has long been cultivated by the Fan family to be weak.But to be honest, this eldest sister was the one who gave Fan Qingle the most love when she was a child.Later, her elder sister was married to the only Miaomiao of the well-matched Wu family, and she immigrated abroad when she just entered junior high school.

After finally going back to China, she wanted to go and see it anyway.

What's more, after breaking up with the Fan family for so many years, she was tired and wanted to understand.

"The fifth day since Sister Fan didn't come, I miss her." Xiao Yue couldn't help sighing during the break.

Chen Zining heard it, but continued to do what she was doing.A few days ago, her younger brother was bullied again, and it cost a lot of money just to clean up the wound.She can't lose any of her current jobs, and if possible, she would like to find some more part-time jobs.

Fan Qingle...

Not something she should be thinking about right now.Maybe, I can't see it anymore.

Thinking about it this way, Chen Zining didn't control the temperature well, and poured too much seasoned wine.

"Okay, this is one of my houses." Qiu Shu brought Fan Qingle into a small villa on the second floor, "You can stay as long as you want. Auntie has already cleaned this place. And, Is it very close to Fan's house, you can't walk much to see them."

Fan Qingle knew that Qiu Shu was preparing to welcome her with great care, so she cut off a few stabs all over her body as soon as she set foot on Beishi, "Thank you."

"Don't talk about thanking me, without you, I might not be able to get through my junior high school." Qiu Shu sat on the sofa and turned on the TV. It happened to be a variety show, and the laughter that came out made the place feel a little better. Fireworks.

"It's about Chen Zhima's rotten millet." Fan Qingle put her bag aside and sat down, "What's for dinner?"

"Ah, I thought you were going to eat at Fan's house tonight. I told Auntie to go back." Qiu Shu quickly picked up the phone, "Wait a minute, I'll ask Auntie to come over again."

"Forget it, I'll go over there to eat." Fan Qingle didn't want to trouble her, "You should also go and accompany your boyfriend earlier."

"How can a boyfriend be more important than you?" Qiu Shu said so but put down the phone, "It's been so many years, you haven't settled down yet?"

"Where is the end of the world where there is no grass." Fan Qingle picked up the remote control and tuned a station, which happened to be a girl group talent show.

Qiu Shu sighed, "Forget it, you weren't like this before. When you were in Beishi...well, there was really nothing to talk about when you were young. Anyway, your circle..."

Fan Qingle looked at her with raised eyebrows, "What is our circle?"

Qiu Shu's desire to survive suddenly came up, and he patted his mouth, "I didn't mean that, but you guys like the same sex, you still have to pay attention to safety..."

Fan Qingle turned her head back, "Don't worry, I'm not rushing to vent. I like the same sex only if I want to." After finishing speaking, she picked up the bag she put aside and prepared to go upstairs, "I'll go to sleep first, if you have nothing to do first let's go."

"My sister Fan, as expected, throw it away when you're done using it." Seeing that her little boyfriend had already sent more than a dozen text messages and made four or five phone calls, she didn't stay long, and hurried back to coax him.

There is a saying in Beishi that the Fan family in Beishi is the Dragon House on earth.It can be seen that the Fan family has a big family and a big business.

The old courtyard of Fan's family alone is a courtyard of several hundred square meters. All the furnishings in it are old things, and the ordinary bonsai are royal tributes handed down from a certain dynasty.But in order to maintain this ancient charm, it has not been modernized, not even a network.So the juniors don't like to come here, and usually only Mr. Fan and his third wife live there.

It is rare for so many people to gather here like today.

"So, you didn't even answer anyone?" Old Man Fan, who was sitting in a high position, frowned while holding a walnut. "Now that bastard doesn't even answer the phone? Is this trying to show me off?!"

"Maybe." The boy sitting on the side replied while playing the game in his hand.

Mr. Fan glared at him, but he didn't say anything.After all, this is only from her granddaughter's husband's family, so it's hard for him to say anything because of the relationship with the older generation.

"Little brother, stop playing games." The man who was sitting with a woman with a gentle temperament said.His name is Wu Yuzhong, and sitting next to him is Mr. Fan's eldest granddaughter, Fan Qingqing, who is also his apparent wife.As for the player who played the game, it was Wu Zifan, the illegitimate son his father found somewhere.

"Oh, wait, there's one more game." Wu Zifan continued to play with him, and the little boy sitting next to him stared eagerly at the squirrel and mandarin fish on the table, but he didn't dare to say a word.

"Who will call that bastard again, and the whole family has to wait for her? I don't want to see how long her virtue can live. Sooner or later, her rebellion will kill her." Old man Fan became angry, and seeing no one He became even angrier when he moved. He pointed at Fan Weiqing on the seat, "You, call her."

"Well, okay, grandpa." Fan gently called obediently.

"Leave it to me, I'd like to see what that brat has to say!" Mr. Fan insisted.

Fan lightly bit his lip and glanced at Wu Yuzhong, who had nothing to do with him, and turned on the speaker anyway.

Then, everyone in the seat heard that sentence.

"Hello! The number you are dialing is powered off. Sorry! Thesubscriberyoudialedispoweroff."

"boom!"

Mr. Fan dropped his crutches and stood up tremblingly, "It's really good, it's really good!"

The third wife standing behind him immediately supported him, "Take it easy, don't get angry."

What Fan Qingle saw when she came in was a woman in her twenties wearing a blue cheongsam giving comfort to an old man in his 70s.

"Yo, grandpa, when did you have another granddaughter?" As soon as her words fell, the old man almost lost his temper.