Chapter 124 Jealousy
Inside the main room, Chen Weisheng stared at the way Duan Mingxiao and Cong Chun were getting along, feeling that there was something strange about the two of them, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
At the same time, he felt a bit suffocated and inexplicably annoyed.
Back when everyone was still in school, no boy in the village played with Cong Chun. In addition, the small mountain village was isolated and had a feudal mindset, so the idea of gender separation was even more serious.
Chen Weisheng naturally knew about the Cong family's affairs; these things were not a secret in this small mountain village.
It's just that the only able-bodied members of the Cong family are two elderly people, and the old man's son is mentally challenged.
Later, a person with a high fever ran out and fell into a wild pond and died.
Cong Laotou's daughter-in-law, who is also Cong Chun's mother, is the eldest daughter of the Yi family in the next village. She was sent over by her grandfather, who spent some money to arrange the marriage.
Later, when Old Man Cong's son died, his daughter-in-law ran away in the middle of the night and went to the city to marry another man and have children.
However, Cong Chun's mother is good-looking and quite beautiful. There are rumors that she is not the Yi family's biological daughter, but was adopted.
As a result, Cong Chun's parents died and ran away, leaving only his grandparents.
However, the children's lives were not bad. Although they were relatively poor materially, they were still loved. Their grandparents doted on Cong Chun, and Cong Chun had many things that other children in the village did not.
The schoolbag, pencil case, water bottle, and shoes all looked brand new.
Unfortunately, children's malice comes unexpectedly and arbitrarily. They overheard their elders and parents discussing the Cong family's affairs and secretly listened in as well.
Or perhaps they were jealous of some things Cong Chun had that they didn't. Everyone in the village knew the Cong family was poor; they still lived in a tiled house.
Despite their poverty, Cong Chun has everything, while I only want to buy a pencil case and I get scolded by my parents. Why is that?
In addition, Cong Chun had fair skin and looked thin at that time, so she naturally became the target of bullying and isolation.
Chen Weisheng originally didn't want to talk to Cong Chun either; if he played with Cong Chun, the other children would only laugh at him.
But one day, he saw Cong Chun's face clearly and realized that the child was actually quite good-looking.
In short, he was completely different from the other children in the village, even somewhat out of place, and stood out from the crowd.
So, with secret feelings of curiosity and envy, Chen Weisheng took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Cong Chun.
The two quickly struck up a conversation.
Cong Chun had always envied people with dark skin and big builds, both of which Chen Weisheng possessed.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Weisheng was very pleased with himself, thinking that Cong Chun, that fool, probably had never been treated so well by anyone.
Since the two became friends, the fool would bring him food from home every few days.
At the same time, Chen Weisheng felt a little jealous every time he saw what Cong Chun brought. His family was one of the best in the village, and he even had a little pocket money every semester.
Chen Weisheng could only eat the cookies and candies that Cong Chun brought during holidays.
And Cong Chun, that fool, didn't eat it himself, but instead brought it over to share with him.
He's such an idiot.
However, what Chen Weisheng didn't know was that Cong Chun could only eat those snacks two or three times a year, once on Cong Chun's birthday and once during the Chinese New Year.
The snacks given to Chen Weisheng were all saved up from Cong Chun's time, which he couldn't bear to eat back then.
He had a habit of hoarding food like a squirrel for the winter. Cong Chun would hide these cookies and candies in a red tin box, and then take them out and eat some when he was in a bad mood.
When Cong Chun tastes something sweet, his mood improves.
Nobody likes to suffer, and Cong Chun is no exception.
Later, the group's isolation of Cong Chun became increasingly severe, simply because Cong Chun didn't care about them.
Moreover, Cong Chun's grades were excellent, so his parents always compared his own grades with Cong Chun's, which only made things worse and made him even more annoyed.
Chen Weisheng was also afraid of his friends and brothers because he had gotten too close to Cong Chun, so the boys gradually distanced themselves from Cong Chun.
Although he played with Cong Chun, it was only because he thought the boy was good-looking and didn't have a bad smell. He also often foolishly shared snacks with him.
Although reluctant, Chen Weisheng gritted his teeth and prepared to ignore Cong Chun.
Bringing him those snacks is probably just him showing off, haha.
At first, Cong Chun didn't understand why he would take the initiative to talk to Chen Weisheng in private. The next second, he saw the impatience and resistance in the boy's eyes, and Cong Chun gradually stopped taking the initiative to talk to him.
Although Cong Chun was somewhat disappointed, why bother to deliberately make herself disliked? It's just that another person is missing from Cong Chun's diary.
Children's playmates are always coming and going; once a friendship ends, they will make new ones.
Although Cong Chun and Chen Weisheng attended the same school, they never spoke to each other again.
Chen Weisheng seemed to have forgotten about Cong Chun's existence. He only started paying attention to Cong Chun again after hearing that someone had died at the brick kiln.
The person who died was a worker surnamed Cong from their village, who was also Cong Chun's grandfather.
Right now, Chen Weisheng's gaze was fixed on Duan Mingxiao in front of him.
Anyone with eyes can see that the boy's appearance is extremely superior; he is clearly a young master from a wealthy and privileged family.
Standing next to this strange man, Cong Chun was not outshone and showed no signs of being unsophisticated.
Chen Weisheng felt a mix of emotions. Could it be that a person's temperament would change if they went to a big city?
He was somewhat envious.
However, Chen Weisheng couldn't help feeling jealous. Although he was here, he was ignored as if he didn't exist. Now that he was a junior manager in the brick kiln, every worker in the factory would politely call him "Director Chen".
Even when he returned to Huai Shui Village from the town, the elders who had watched him grow up treated him with great courtesy, and his peers also tried to curry favor with him.
Only Cong Chun could never say anything nice.
As boring and stubborn as ever, such a person will eventually be disliked.
Thinking this, Chen Weisheng wanted to take the initiative to talk to Duan Mingxiao.
This man seems to have a rather impressive background and is quite wealthy; perhaps we could make friends with him.
Given the Cong family's simple living conditions, the food must be unpalatable.
He booked a table at a restaurant in town to treat everyone. After a few rounds of drinks, they chatted about men's matters, smoked a cigarette, and a friendship between the men was quickly established.
Unfortunately, when Chen Weisheng took the initiative to speak, Young Master Duan completely ignored him.
Chen Weisheng tried to get closer by asking where the young master was from, but Duan Mingxiao ignored him, his face turning sour.
[You filthy idiot, why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? You dare to speak to me, young master?]
[Is this even a question worth asking? Your brain must be brand new and unopened.]
Chen Weisheng sat awkwardly in his seat, feeling a bit bitter inside. The atmosphere here made him feel suffocated.
Chen Weisheng then said a few words hastily, politely said goodbye to Grandma Wen, took a deep look at Cong Chun, and finally said nothing. He swallowed the words in his heart.
Then the man slunk away on his motorcycle.
He waited until the man was gone before coming to find Cong Chun.
The young master, on the other hand, was absolutely furious.
He had to maintain a good image of Duan Mingxiao in front of his grandmother, otherwise the young master Duan would just give him a flying kick.
Duan Mingxiao spoke angrily to Cong Chun.
"This idiot's skin must have been specially trained to be thick."
"Next time you foolish Chun, if you manage to get Grandma away, I'll kill him and avenge you."
That day, after meeting Chen Weisheng on the ridge of the field, Cong Chun felt a bit conflicted. He suddenly wanted to talk to someone, so he told the young master about the incident and what had happened with Chen Weisheng.
Cong Chun wasn't a magnanimous person either. He had a vague idea of why Chen Weisheng had distanced himself from him back then.
However, at that time, Cong Chun just felt that there was no need to waste time on this group of people.
After all, some people's malice is completely unfounded; they just need to do their own thing.
However, it's difficult to completely ignore it, and Cong Chun will always feel a little sad inside.
Fortunately, there is now another person who will stand by his side unconditionally.
Cong Chun's dependence on Duan Mingxiao was greater than the young master himself imagined.
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