Chapter 369 Qin Rong shifted his target
Zhao Mei was stunned, tears still hanging on her chin, and her bloodshot eyes were stunned for a moment. She quickly reacted and checked Ye Xiaomei's clothes.
The dried blood had merged with the fabric.
Zhao Mei suddenly fell down on the bed after figuring out the situation, and said in a panic: "Xiao Mei, you really scared me to death. Mom has thought about it for a long time, let's not open the dumpling shop." When she raised her eyes, she said word by word: "Is it okay to not open it?"
The breath turned into a desire, causing Ye Xiaomei to feel pain in her heart and unable to breathe.
Her mother was just a typical country woman. She had never seen any fighting or killing. Even in the village, there were only quarrels. The most serious thing was that the loud-mouthed aunt next door had a fight with her husband and chased him across half the village with a hoe.
I have never seen such a bloody scene before.
Ye Xiaomei didn't know that she would change so much suddenly. She didn't want to hit anyone at that time, but... she couldn't stand that kind of resentment in her bones.
"Mom... stop crying. We won't open the door anymore." Ye Xiaomei compromised and held her mother's upper body in her arms:
"No, it's almost the end of the year and we're going to build a house. How about you go back and supervise the construction? Don't worry about the money. What do you think..."
What Ye Xiaomei was most looking forward to at this moment was to change the topic. She quickly took out her passbook from her bag and opened it to show her mother:
"Look, I've saved so much money. Let alone building a house, I can buy land for any amount I want." Ye Xiaomei said with satisfaction. Besides, land in the countryside is not expensive. It only costs one or two thousand yuan per mu to buy it directly.
Sure enough, Zhao Mei, who was also terrified, sniffed, saw the numbers on it, wiped her face randomly, and took it and carefully pointed at the numbers one by one with her fingers:
"Xiao Mei, this is... the one at the back. Did I click the wrong one? Why is it so long?"
Ye Xiaomei smiled: "You're right, Mom. If you say we don't want to run a dumpling shop, then we won't. We have money now. We must use cement to build a house, and we have to use cement in the yard as well, so it's easier to clean."
As she spoke, Ye Xiaomei sat beside her mother, hugged her neck and acted coquettishly. She thought that she had two wishes in the past, one was to go to school and study, and the second was to no longer live a hard life. Now these two wishes have come true.
Zhao Mei counted again - 1, 2, 3...hiss, 123,729? Oh my god...
"Xiao Mei, where did you get so much money?"
Ye Xiaomei was shocked by her mother's sudden reaction: "I earned it, what's wrong, Mom? Don't worry, I didn't steal or rob. Although our dumpling restaurant only makes a little over 2,000 yuan a month, it's much higher than the workers' income. I saved so much without realizing it."
Of course, there was also the money that Tang Bushi's family gave to them.
The next day, Ye Xiaomei finally fulfilled her wish and closed the dumpling shop. However, her rent had not yet expired, so Zhao Mei took out some money and took it back.
The roller shutters had not been repaired yet, so the occasional guests came in and left.
"Ye Xiaomei, your dumpling shop is no longer open."
"Exactly. What's going on?"
Zhou He, who was taciturn at the side, also wanted to ask, but he didn't ask. Instead, he listened carefully to the answer, and from time to time he glanced at Ye Xiaomei who was surrounded.
Ye Xiaomei didn't think much about it and made up an excuse: "Next year's class schedule is very tight, and I don't want to run a dumpling shop anymore."
Zhou He was languishing in the crowd, a trace of pain flashing through his heart. In fact, the dumplings at Ye Xiaomei's house were especially delicious, and he would think of his mother every time he ate them.
"Just study hard. What's so surprising about that?"
Who is talking? Ye Xiaomei turned around and saw that it was Wang Chunlu. She walked gracefully and behaved like a Chinese class monitor:
"Ye Xiaomei, you're not doing your side job now because you want to study hard and get a place in the next year's advanced exam, right?"
A hint of surprise flashed across Ye Xiaomei's grape-like eyes. She could tell that Wang Chunlu's expression was so arrogant and domineering, and she must have bad intentions.
Just as she was about to turn around and leave, Ye Xiaomei suddenly stopped and looked back. She couldn't help but narrow her eyes and stare at Wang Chunlu.
Wang Chunlu was smiling and whispering to her classmates - in fact, the place for the skip-level exam had already been reserved.
Ye Xiaomei was not interested in what she said, but some of Wang Chunlu's past. Ye Xiaomei was very surprised. She didn't expect that Wang Chunlu was actually a hostess.
It's really hard to tell, although she always acts like a class monitor, she's not at all dissolute in what she says or does.
When Ye Xiaomei came to her senses, Wang Chunlu was chatting and laughing with her classmates with her two pigtails swinging - who do you think the default candidate is?
Chuckling, Wang Chunlu covered her mouth and laughed happily.
——It must be you, you have such a good literary talent.
——I don’t know about that. Anyway, I will work hard and I will definitely be able to join the scientific research team and study in a famous university in the future.
——Congratulations.
Standing in the crowd, Ye Xiaomei seemed to be able to only hear the conversation between Wang Chunlu and the others as they walked away. Was Wang Chunlu really the chosen one?
At the school gate, Wang Chunlu suddenly smiled and turned around, and at that moment the two looked at each other.
Wang Chunlu instinctively felt that she had heard what she had said in a loud voice. At this moment, Ye Xiaomei must be thinking that the person must be herself, bah.
Wang Chunlu deliberately raised her voice again and said loudly: "Some people are very confident, but it is nothing more than blind confidence. They think that they are favored by scientific researchers and will be successful in their lives. However, they do not know that man proposes, God disposes. Without a mentor, how long can this promoted student last?"
Ye Xiaomei suddenly came back to her senses. Yes, Wang Chunlu was right. Ever since Qin Rong suddenly disappeared, her scholarship had been stopped last month. She even suspected that the scholarship was transferred to her by Qin Rong in his personal name.
Anyway, Ye Xiaomei doesn't lack those idiots now, but she feels that her dream of going into scientific research seems to have disappeared with Qin Rong's death.
"Professor Qin wants talents to help her, but some people are not interested."
Ye Xiaomei listened to Wang Chunlu's proud voice, and a picture suddenly exploded in her mind. She hurried forward and grabbed Wang Chunlu:
"Wang Chunlu, where is Professor Qin?"
Wang Chunlu was startled and tried to pull her hand out from Ye Xiaomei's palm, but she was so strong that she couldn't pull it out after several attempts.
"Ye Xiaomei, what are you doing?"
Ye Xiaomei's pupils shrank: "Have you found a place for Teacher Qin to live?" As she said this, her grip increased a little more.
Wang Chunlu was so frightened that she dared not struggle. How did she know? Was Ye Xiaomei in front of her a ghost?
"It hurts, it hurts so much, are you sick, Ye Xiaomei, you're going to break my wrist." Wang Chunlu's face turned pale with pain. She used her other hand to try hard to pry open Ye Xiaomei's fingers that were tightly clasped on her wrist, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't budge them.
She even felt that Ye Xiaomei shouldn't have so much strength the moment she raised her eyes.
"Tell me, where did you take Professor Qin?" Ye Xiaomei's eyes were filled with anger. Several classmates who had just chatted about the dumpling restaurant gathered around her.
Zhou He said, "Ye Xiaomei, I know about this."
Ye Xiaomei suddenly let go of her hand, and Wang Chunlu took two steps back. Her other hand kept rubbing the wrist that Ye Xiaomei had just grabbed. Looking closely, there were five obvious finger marks on it: "Ye Xiaomei, you are really sick. How did I offend you? You are so strong. Even if Professor Qin likes me now, so what? My grades are not worse than yours."
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