Reborn 80s to be a rich woman

It was only after getting on the boat that An Xiaolan recognized who this skinny man was.

His name is Yang Jing, and he is only fifteen or sixteen years old. I have heard people say that not long after his mother gave birth to his younger brother Yang Xian, he disliked the fact that his family was too poor, so he ran away from home and disappeared. No one knows exactly where to work. Anyway, I don't come back once every few years, and even if I do, I will leave soon.His younger brother is also thin and small, and he can tell at a glance that it is caused by malnutrition.

Everyone hated him very much, because his hands and feet were a little unclean, he was sneaky, and he did many bad things, but what he did didn't cause any major hindrance, and he was very strange.So the big guys don't interact with his family very much, and tell their children to play less with them.

Yang Jing climbed onto the boat, first shook the water off his body on the deck, looked at her for a while, and then said with disgust, "Can you row, I'll do it!"

Hearing what he said, An Xiaolan was so excited, she bowed her head, walked to the middle of the boat, found a stool and sat down.

As soon as the paddle was in his hand, it seemed to be equipped with a motor. After a while, the boat reached the middle of the river. It was indeed a wise decision to let him row the boat.

"It's so late, what are you doing crossing the river with a girl?"

In the silent night, there was only the sound of water splashing, but when he said this suddenly, An Xiaolan was taken aback by staring at the oars. She thought for a while and replied, "I want to cross the river."

Yang Jing cut his throat and said sarcastically, "Who doesn't know you're going to cross the river? I'm asking you why you're crossing the river?"

Asking so many why, An Xiaolan was a little afraid of him, so she had to say, "I want to go to my aunt's house."

Once others heard what she said, they definitely wouldn't ask any more questions. As expected, Yang Jing didn't ask any more questions, so he must have nothing to say. It's really intrusive if you don't find something to talk about in the middle of the night.

An Xiaolan thought for a while, as if chatting, "Then what are you doing?"

After a while, I didn't hear him answer, and An Xiaolan didn't intend to ask him to answer, so let's just forget about it. At this moment, there was a loud gurgling sound in my stomach, several times in a row, and it was Extra loud.

Her face blushed inexplicably.

She seemed to hear him hum softly.

An Xiaolan sat there without moving, as if the voice didn't come from her stomach, and she wasn't hungry either.After living a new life, she understood that losing face is nothing, nothing is better than living in this world for herself and her relatives.

She saw Yang Jing put down his oars and came over.

"What are you doing?" An Xiaolan looked vigilant, then saw him take something out of his pocket and threw it into her hand, "What is this?"

Yang Jing said in an indifferent tone, "Aren't you hungry?" After speaking, he went back to continue rowing.

An Xiaolan picked up the item and took a look. It was a half piece of cold steamed bun wrapped in hard paper. Although it was cold, for her who was always hungry, it was simply a delicacy in the world.She remembered that this man's reputation in the village was not that good, and she was a little afraid to accept this steamed bun. If he returned this steamed bun, would he beat her?

"Why did you give it to me?" An Xiaolan knew that his family was also very poor. His family had the worst house in the whole village. It was a thatched hut that was always exposed to wind and rain. .

Yang Jing snorted and didn't speak. An Xiaolan was a little confused about what he meant, but she didn't know what to do with the cold steamed bun in her hand. She wanted to return it to him, but she was afraid of hurting his self-esteem.

"Don't worry, the steamed buns are not stolen."

He suddenly said this, and An Xiaolan was even more embarrassed. He probably thought that she thought the steamed buns were stolen and didn't want to eat them?She whispered, "I didn't mean that either, I think...you should be very hungry too..."

"It's okay, even if I eat this steamed bun, I won't be able to fill my stomach at all," Yang Jingzhuang said indifferently, "You girls eat less, and you will be full after eating a little, so why not give it to you. Besides, I am more resistant than you girls." Hungry."

An Xiaolan knew that he said that on purpose, let alone half a steamed bun, even if it was a bite, no one would be so generous.Now every family in the village is having a hard time. They face the loess and their backs to the sky. They count on the meager food in the field all year round. It is good if the family has a stutter, not to mention that the mean grandma often does not give them the third sister. My younger brother eats food, but instead raises the children of my third uncle's family to be fat and strong.Everyone knows that her father An Xinping and aunt An Xinyue didn't come out of Mrs. Liu's stomach, and Mrs. Liu coaxed Mrs. An into submission. One eye is closed.

An Xiaolan knew the other party's kindness, so she could only say softly, "Thank you."

It took a while to hear the other party's faint voice, "It's nothing."

An Xiaolan felt that Yang Jing was not as bad as they said. After all, he had never done any heinous things. He had never had any dealings with him in his previous life, so he knew very little about him. He had heard many things from others. Yes, I just remember that he seemed to be doing well later on. His younger brother went to school, and he dropped out of school to do business in the town. He was quite big.

The boat reached the other side very quickly, and before the boat had even stabilized, An Xiaolan jumped off, stepping on the muddy water by the river with one foot and almost falling.

An Xiaolan didn't turn her head back, and ran towards her aunt's house, "Thank you for the steamed buns, I will return them to you in the future."

Yang Jing sneered, "What's the matter, it's just half a steamed bun." While talking, the movements of his hands were not slow, and he quickly put the boat rope on the stake to fix it.

After crossing the river, it was still more than an hour's walk from my aunt's house. An Xiaolan had the half steamed bun in her stomach, and she had some strength in her body. many hours.

I finally saw my aunt's house, the room was dark, obviously they had already fallen asleep, but at this moment, I couldn't care less, An Xiaolan knocked on the door and shouted loudly, "Auntie, Auntie, I'm Anzi , Auntie, I am An Zi."

Aunt An Xinyue's voice quickly came from inside the room, "Anzi? Anzi, wait a minute! I'll come out right away," and then said in a low voice, "It's Anzi, you should get up and take a look, there must be something wrong if you come so late. "

Uncle Zhang Quan also came out together. They both asked while getting dressed, "Anzi, it's so late, why did you run out by yourself? What happened?"

"Auntie, Xiaofeng has a fever!" An Xiaolan said impatiently, "But grandma won't take her to see a doctor."