Three people got out of the car parked in front of the door, two men and one woman. The woman was Su Yi's mother in her current identity, Su Wanting, and the two men were Su Wanting's newly married husband and step-son.
This is a reconstituted family. The woman has a daughter, and the man has a son of about the same age.
However, Su Yi is not a legitimate child. She has lived in the countryside since she was a child, living with her grandmother, Old Lady Qu.
This character is a complete tragic figure, and no one expected her since she was born.
She was the child born to Su Wanting after she was abducted more than ten years ago. She was rescued by the police together. She was only a few months old at the time.
When Su Wanting just returned home, her mental state was almost insane. She couldn't stand Su Yi at all and would go crazy when she saw her.
Old Lady Qu once brought Su Yi to the town and placed her outside someone's house, trying to find someone to adopt her. But after a whole day, no one took her away. Seeing that it was getting dark, she finally softened her heart and took the little baby home.
Later, Su Wanting left the small fishing village alone and did not return for more than ten years. She never lost contact with her family and sent her living expenses regularly, but she never mentioned the child.
Old Lady Qu knew her heartache, and although she missed her daughter, she could do nothing about it.
Her husband died when she was young, and her daughter suffered misfortune in her middle age, leaving only her granddaughter to depend on. Even if she had no feelings at first, she was worried about her after raising her for more than ten years.
This time, Su Wanting came back because she finally found her own happiness and was ready to take Mrs. Qu to live with her.
In the setting, Su Yi also went with her, but because of her childhood experience, she was inferior and sensitive. After transferring to a school in a big city, her grades could not keep up for a while, and she looked weird, so she was soon excluded.
She was a stranger to her mother, and she didn't want Mrs. Qu to worry, so she just endured the bullying at school, which soon escalated into cold violence and even fists.
Later, Mrs. Qu chose to return to her hometown because of homesickness and left her in the city to study, which became the last straw that broke the camel's back. Su Yi, who felt abandoned and had no place to stay, committed suicide by drowning after being bullied again.
This was the original setting. Now the core of the cannon fodder has been replaced by the big devil. Maotuan has given up thinking about what will happen next.
The visitor entered the house. After a long time, Old Lady Qu called Su Yi downstairs: "Yi Yi, come down quickly!"
She responded, retracted her legs and jumped off the window sill, put on her flip-flops, and the wooden floor of the attic creaked.
In the living room, Old Lady Qu was holding Su Wanting's hand tightly, her eyes were red, and there were traces of tears on her wrinkled face, with a mixture of sadness and joy on her face.
Su Yi stopped at the stairs and called grandma, and felt the gaze of the stranger, and stood there stiffly.
"Yiyi, mom is back, come and call mom!" When Mrs. Qu saw her, she wiped her eyes and waved.
As soon as the words came out, Su Wanting froze. She didn't say anything, nor did she look up at her daughter. She stared at the ground in front of her, her expression numb and indifferent.
Su Yi pinched her fingers, walked over slowly, and called mom softly, her voice was light and careful.
No one answered her.
Mrs. Qu opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word. Her eyes moved between the mother and daughter, and she was at a loss.
Xiao Yan and his father Xiao Xing were sitting aside, replying to messages with their eyes downcast. When they noticed something was wrong, they looked up at what was happening in front of them.
Even if he didn't care, he could see that the relationship between the stepmother and her daughter was not right.
The girl stood with her head down, her fan-like eyelashes drooping, her lips pursed to a pale color, and her fair toes curled up nervously.
He took a look and then looked away.
The atmosphere was just tense when Xiao Xing smiled gently, "Is that Yi Yi? Hello, my last name is Xiao, you can call me Uncle Xiao, and this is Xiao Yan, your uncle's son, just call him by his name."
Old Lady Qu reacted and nodded in agreement, pushing Su Yi, "Yes, Yi Yi, call someone."
"...Uncle Xiao." Su Yi called out, still not looking up.
"You kid..." Mrs. Qu muttered, and looked at her daughter tentatively. Seeing that her face was still expressionless, she could only sigh secretly and sent Su Yi out first. "There are guests at home. Go to Uncle Seventh's house. If there are any fresh crabs or fish, bring back ten pounds for grandma."
Su Yi nodded obediently and walked out the door. In the yard, Mrs. Qu could still be heard trying to smooth things over for her. "Our Yi Yi is too timid. She doesn't even know how to greet people when she sees them."
Xiao Xing was very polite. "Girls are more gentle. I think Yi Yi is very sensible. . "
She didn't bother to listen to the rest of the words. Maotuan jumped vigorously in her pocket and tried to flatter her. "Yiyi, your acting is so good. There was no flaw in your performance just now. It was completely in line with the character's personality. 100 points!"
Su Yi smiled and poked its round body through the cloth. She didn't take the words seriously. After all, she was an old hand at fighting and killing. She had never learned the skill of acting. She just observed other people's performances and copied them. As for whether the painting was similar... It is said that the first time is raw, the second time is familiar, so she must be given a process of improvement.
Maotuan was poked by her and screamed, and there was nowhere to hide, so he had to lie down and pretend to be dead.
Well, its praise was indeed false, but how could it not make the big devil happy? If she was unhappy, it would be the one who suffered.
The smaller the place, the more clans live together.
Xiaoyu Village is no exception. Most of the people in the village have the surname Su, and anyone you meet on the street is related to them.
The Seventh Uncle mentioned by Old Lady Qu has the same grandfather as Su Yi's grandfather. He can read and write, and has good calligraphy. Villagers always ask him for help with weddings and funerals, so he has a lot of prestige.
At that time, Su Yi's identity was unclear, and it was difficult to register her household registration. It was still the Seventh Uncle who asked someone to find a relationship for her, and it was he who made the final decision to give her the surname Su. So although the relationship between the two families is a bit distant, they are closer than ordinary cousins.
When Su Yi came, the Seventh Uncle was sitting at the door of his house smoking a water pipe, and the water in the bamboo pot gurgled.
"Seventh Uncle, Seventh Aunt." She greeted them.
Uncle Qi looked over through the smoke, squinted his eyes and nodded. Grandma Qi put down the fishing net in her hand and said with a smile, "It's Yi Yi, have you eaten yet?"
Su Yi shook her head, walked closer and squatted down, helping to untie the seaweed tangled in the fishing net, "Not yet, there are guests at home, and grandma asked me to ask, has uncle's fishing boat returned?"
"Don't move, don't move. You're clean, don't get dirty." Grandma Qi didn't let her move, she stood up and led the way into the house, "Your uncle has been back for a while, and there is a basket of seafood left at home. Come and see what you want. If I had known your grandmother wanted it, I would have kept some better ones."
Although the better-looking ones were bought as soon as they got off the boat, the remaining sea fish were also very fresh, crabs were fighting in the cages, mantis shrimps were arching their bodies high, and many shellfish were spitting out water.
Su Yi picked up one or two kilograms of each item and put them all in a bucket. Before leaving, she pursed her lips shyly, "Grandma said she would come to settle the bill later."
"Hey, you're still talking about this with Aunt Qi!" Aunt Qi waved her hands and asked again, "Can you lift it? Otherwise, I'll carry it to you."
Su Yi hurriedly picked it up and took two quick steps, "No need, Uncle Qi, Aunt Qi, I'm leaving first."
After watching her slender figure go around the stone wall, Aunt Qi sat down and resumed her work. After a long time, she sighed, "What a good child, what a pity..."
Uncle Qi glanced at her, knocked on the cigarette pot, and still didn't say anything.
Su Yi carried the seafood and walked home along the embankment.
The tide on the shore slowly receded, revealing a large area of fertile beaches and reefs covered with various shellfish. Large groups of seabirds circled in search of food, and people chasing the sea kept bending over and working. Several children chased and played, splashing mud all over their bodies, causing adults to shout and scold.
From time to time, cars passed by Su Yi. They were tourists who had played all day and were ready to go home. There were also many people who chose to stay in a B&B for a night to taste the freshest seafood and get up early to watch the sunrise tomorrow morning. Back
home, the adults had already sorted out their emotions. Old Lady Qu took over the seafood, Su Wanting helped, and Su Yi wandered outside the kitchen for a few steps, but did not go in, and turned to collect clothes in the yard.
Watching her walk away, Old Lady Qu glanced at her daughter who was still silent. She had a thousand words stuck in her heart, but she didn't know how to say them. In the end, she could only sigh.
In the evening, Old Lady Qu cooked a table of her specialty dishes. The staple food was mustard rice, and there were also kelp and pork ribs soup, fresh fried oysters, spicy shrimp and crab, conch platter, and a pot of fish stew. There was little salt and oil, and there were not many cooking skills, but it was so delicious that people wanted to swallow their tongues.
After dinner, they arranged accommodation. There were two rooms on the second floor. One of them was originally Su Wanting's. Later, Old Lady Qu prepared it for Su Yi, but Su Yi liked the attic more, so that room has been empty. Although no one lived there, Old Lady Qu also cleaned every day, just waiting for her daughter to come back one day.
Today, there are five people in the family, so only Xiao Xing and Xiao Yan can live in one room. Su Wanting sleeps with Old Lady Qu, and Su Yi still lives in the attic.
The summer night by the sea is very cool. There seems to be a bonfire party on the beach a kilometer away, and the laughter blows into the window with the wind.
Suddenly, purple fireworks bloomed in the sky, followed by the second and third, and then the explosion sounded two or three seconds later.
Su Yi lay on the windowsill and watched, supporting her chin with her hands.
Before taking a bath, she casually put the ball of hair in the hanging basket, and now it has not come down. At this time, it is being blown around by the wind, and the buttocks are trembling.
"Yiyi, come and pick me up." It looked down with its short legs, its hind legs trembling again and again, but it didn't dare to jump down, so it had to ask for help pitifully.
Su Yi didn't even look back, she stretched out her hand and picked it up, holding it in front of her.
"Purple fireworks are the most beautiful, but there are too few of them." Maotuan also imitated her movements, holding his chin with his two small front paws and tilting his head back.
"Su Xiaoyan said that this kind of fireworks from her family is the most expensive, several hundred yuan each, and only rich people can buy them." Su Yi said casually.
Su Xiaoyan was her junior high school classmate, also from a fishing village. Her home was on the beach, and she opened a stall to sell seafood and various items that tourists needed, including fireworks.
Maotuan glanced at her and didn't answer.
After such a long time of running-in, it has become clear that the big devil is a serious devil. His strength is beyond doubt, but his vision is a little narrow in some aspects, such as being poor.
Maotuan doesn't know how much living expenses Su Wanting gives to the family every month, and he doesn't see Su Yi curious, but Mrs. Qu gives her 50 yuan pocket money every week, and she, a big devil, takes it without any pressure. Maotuan
calculated for her, and after deducting the cost of transportation and buying stationery, there is about 20 yuan left a week. Other girls buy hairpins and earrings, or buy skirts, but she gives it all to street food stalls.
Greedy for delicious food and beautiful scenery.
The ancients said: Food and sex are human nature.
She is a devil, but she is quite human.
Of course, Maotuan only dares to criticize these words in his heart, and he dare not say a word more at other times.
Because she had little money, in Su Yi's eyes, those who were richer than her were considered rich, those who ate pancakes with two eggs, those who drank yogurt without licking the lid, those who only used one side of the notebook, and those who could afford to put hundreds of yuan worth of fireworks were of course richer.
Xiao Yan appeared on the second-floor balcony at some point, and Su Yi saw him and asked casually, "Is he rich too?"
Although it was night, she had good eyesight and saw that the mobile phone in his hand was the one that the boys in the class had been discussing all day these days. It had been on sale for less than a week, and the price was tens of thousands, and it was not available in small places.
The reason why she had an impression was because of the four words "the price was tens of thousands".
Maotuan looked down and saw Xiao Yan leaning on the balcony railing, seemingly messaging someone.
Of course he's rich! he thought to himself.
After the story began, Xiao Yan was the richest among all the main and supporting characters, otherwise how could he be the boss of the heroine?
But Su Yi didn't care much about the subsequent contents. She came to this small world just for fun and never thought about asking about the plot.
Maotuan didn't tell her for some psychological reasons - mainly because he was afraid that she would make trouble after knowing it - so she didn't know the situation of the main and supporting characters. She just knew that her role was a cannon fodder and would be short-lived.
Fearing that he would arouse the big devil's hatred of the rich, Maotuan considered it and said conservatively: "Not bad."
"Richer than Su Xiaoyan's family?" Su Yi asked again.
Maotuan felt a little stomachache after hearing that.
Yes, compared to other people in Xiaoyu Village, Su Xiaoyu's family is good. The food stall is very busy and always full of customers during the peak season. It also heard her grandmother humbly tell others that they only make a few hundred thousand a year.
A few hundred thousand a year can really make a lot of money in the village, but you can't get a number outside. As for S City where the Xiao family is, a few hundred thousand is not even a drop in the bucket. Xiao Yan's monthly pocket money may be more than this! The two families are not comparable at all.
But it can't say this directly, after all, it hasn't forgotten that Su Yi only makes fifty yuan a week! What if he gets angry and kills people and robs them?
So he said vaguely, "I think so." He sighed a little. Wasn't it too much to make such a great devil so poor?
After getting the answer, Su Yi carefully scanned Xiao Yan up and down.
She had never looked at him carefully before.
The smell of gunpowder after the fireworks burned out drifted over, mixed with the smell of the sea, and the smell was a bit strange. Xiao Yan frowned and prepared to go back to the room. When he turned around, he saw the girl in the attic again.
This time her hair was loose and she was wearing a loose pajamas, which made her skin look whiter and her limbs look slimmer. The fur ball that looked like a rabbit was squatting on her chest.
His cell phone suddenly vibrated. He glanced at it and saw it was a message from a friend asking him when he would be back in S City. He replied casually, "In two days." When he looked up again, there was no one by the window.