When Bai Lan first heard Ru Yue tell her story, she was immediately captivated.
She then realized that the world outside the small mountain village was not only dark, but also full of colorful people and lives.
She admired and respected Zhao Ruyue's optimistic, open-minded, and intelligent spirit. Despite the hardships she endured, she not only did not lose hope in the world, but also thought about how to help those poor people.
My once cold heart slowly began to melt.
Shen Jiaojiao looked at Bai Lan and felt that her eyes were shining.
It felt like I had rediscovered the light.
That's great!
"Oh dear! After all that talk, come on! I'll take you to my house, Jiaojiao, come with me."
Ruyue had already finished speaking and was about to take Bailan to her house.
She wanted to show Bai Lan the dilapidated place she used to live in before continuing the story, so that it would feel more authentic.
Shen Jiaojiao kept smiling and said, "Okay! Let's go now."
As Ruyue walked along, pulling Bailan along, she gestured excitedly, overjoyed.
Shen Jiaojiao walked behind the two, followed by Chunhua and Chuncao, as well as Wang Dazhuang, Fu Hang, and several other guards.
They chatted and laughed all the way and soon arrived at Ruyue's house, where they found a crowd gathered at the door, creating a chaotic scene.
Shen Jiaojiao wondered to herself, "Could it be that Ruyue's cheap father heard the news and came back?"
But the current Ruyue isn't so easy to bully. Besides, I'm here for you! Let's go up and take a look.
Zhao Ruyue's heart skipped a beat; there were too many people surrounding them, and they couldn't get in.
Fu Hang and Wang Dazhuang took action. The two of them, along with their guards, stepped forward, and the crowd was quickly parted, revealing a path.
Shen Jiaojiao stepped forward and walked to Ruyue's side, and the three of them went forward together.
There sat a man slumped at the doorway, dressed in tattered clothes and looking like a beggar, his body extremely thin.
He just lay there face up, sprawled out in the doorway, letting people point and whisper.
"Oh my! Isn't this Lord Zhao Ping'an from before? What's he doing lying here now?"
"Hey! This is where his ex-wife's daughter used to live. Look how skinny he is, it seems he's not doing well. He used to be as fat as a ball."
"I remember Princess Mingyue kicked him and that mother and daughter out back then, so why are they shamelessly coming back now?"
"Wow! Bro, you're behind the times. After he was kicked out, he went to live with that vixen who became his mistress...blah blah blah... and then he caught them in bed together...blah blah blah... and in the end, the daughter he'd cherished for over ten years wasn't his biological child...blah blah blah... and then that woman ran off with the daughter and her boyfriend!"
"Why haven't we heard anything about it since?"
"It seems like he disappeared for a while!"
"So, what does he intend to do by coming here this time...?"
...
Zhao Ping'an has completely given up; he's a complete scoundrel anyway.
After waking up in the dilapidated temple and experiencing a night of despair, he completely broke down.
He returned to the cold little house in a furtive manner, and began to hate the heartless woman, Zhao Ruyan, and Zhao Ruyue.
He originally wanted to turn evil and take revenge, but he found that he had been played too hard and ended up losing control of his bladder.
He didn't have much money to begin with, and after lying at home for several days, hunger once again shattered his fragile desire for revenge. He decided to focus on recovering his health first.
Gradually, even eating became a problem, and in the end, they had to give up their rented apartment and pawn everything they could.
After countless embarrassing experiences, he realized that shame is the least valuable thing in the world! As long as you're alive, that's enough.
So he decided to have his adopted daughter take over, as long as she could eat, he didn't care about saving face.
Let those who curse do so; it won't hurt them anyway.
"Zhao Ping'an! What are you doing at my doorstep?" Zhao Ruyue asked calmly.
Zhao Ping'an opened his eyes. He had been staying here for two days. He felt a little embarrassed yesterday, but as time went by, he became indifferent.
I lazed around all day again, and my stomach is growling with hunger.
He rubbed his stomach and said directly, "I'm hungry, give me something to eat!"
What a concise and clear requirement!
So direct!
So shameless!
"What does this have to do with me? Get out of here!" Mingyue had long since lost all feelings for him.
What's so sympathetic about a scumbag who conspired with criminals to murder his mother?
He'll come back because he's broke and abandoned; he deserves it.
He still has the energy to jump around now; it seems he wasn't ruthless enough back then.
"I'm your father, you should support me, otherwise you're being unfilial. I don't ask for much, just give me some food. If you don't give me food, I'll stay at your door and not leave!"
After saying that, the guy rolled over and continued to slump at the door.
"This is absolutely shameless!"
"That's right!"
"But he's already so pitiful. All he needs is a bite to eat. He's not short of food. What's wrong with giving it to him?"
"You can't say that. He didn't treat his daughter like a human being back then, so it's not that simple to regret it now!"
"I think it's better to lock him up!"
"He is, after all, my father!"
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Zhao Ping'an didn't care what others said; he didn't take it to heart at all. He even scratched his ear and smacked his lips a few times.
Zhao Ruyue was disgusted by his shameless behavior.
Bai Lan had never seen a father like this before; he was worse than a pig or a dog, and she clenched her fists in anger.
Damn it, where's my sickle?! This kind of scum deserves to be stabbed a few times.
Shen Jiaojiao also understood that just because Ruyue was his daughter, this person was difficult to deal with.
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