Chapter 107 Mom, I raised you by picking up trash 9

Become famous in one battle.

Really become famous in one battle.

When the villagers came to call Yao Rong and Ruirui's parents, not to mention Ruirui's parents, even Yao Rong suspected that she was hallucinating for a moment.

After calming down, Yao Rong held the wooden ladder and let Ruirui's parents come down from the roof.

After asking Jiang Fanyue and finding out that they were still in the grain drying field, Yao Rong pushed the bicycle out directly and drove Ruirui's mother over first.

When they arrived at the grain drying field, there were already many people watching the excitement.

Jiang Fanyue stood in front of Yao Ruirui and Yao Miaomiao, and confronted Yao Liangcai and others with his head held high. There were a lot of grains on his clothes, arms and hair, and he looked a little wolfish.

But Yao Rong took a closer look and felt a little relieved.

I didn't see any wounds.

She went to see Yao Ruirui and Yao Miaomiao again, and seeing that the two children were not seriously injured, she went to Yao Liangcai's side.

Compared with Jiang Fanyue, Yao Liangcai looked much more miserable.

His pants were scratched, his palms and neck were bruised, his mouth and cheeks were bruised, and his whole body was covered with grains, as if he had rolled in a pile of grain.

"Mom Yueyue and Mom Ruirui are here." Someone shouted, and the crowd made way.

When Jiang Fanyue saw Yao Rong, a look of relief appeared on her face, and her back, which had been tense just now, relaxed.

"Mom..." she whispered.

Yao Rong brushed away the grains of rice hanging on her eyebrows and confirmed again: "Are you injured anywhere?"

"I'm not injured, it's just Miaomiao..." Jiang Fanyue lowered her head, "Miaomiao was hit on the back with a stone by Yao Liangcai to protect me. I just checked and there is a big bruise."

Ruirui's mother was shocked: "Miaomiao, where are you injured? Let your aunt see."

"It's okay." Yao Miaomiao waved her right hand and said proudly, "Sister Yueyue has given me a massage, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Ruirui's mother didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pulled Yao Ruirui to the side to ask in detail what happened.

At this time, a burst of crying came from outside the crowd.

"Ouch, how did my Liangcai get hurt like this? Which little bastard dared to lay hands on my son? I never dared to touch him at home. If my Liangcai gets hurt, can you afford the compensation?"

Yao Liangcai's mother walked to Yao Liangcai's side, stroked Yao Liangcai's wound with a distressed look on her face, and kept on talking in a weird tone.

"Dad Liangcai always misses the villagers, and takes us back to the village to visit relatives whenever he has time. But my son got hurt just after we came back. If we move out of the village, do we no longer count as villagers? Everyone must not help our relatives but not our parents."

"Liangcai, tell mom who bullied you."

With his mother's support, Yao Liangcai, who was timid and afraid to speak just now, became arrogant again: "It was Jiang Fanyue! She pinned me to the ground and beat me for a long time!"

Before Yao Liangcai's mother could react, the crowd laughed at her.

Both children grew up in the village, and the villagers had eyes for their character.

"You look so strong, and the moon is so thin. How did she hold you on the ground?" "

That is, Yueyue is what we grew up. We know what kind of personality. Not to mention beating, I haven't listened to her swear words ." It flowed by . As an elder, she did not blame Yao Liangcai, but directed all her anger at Yao Liangcai's mother: "Your son hit Miaomiao with a stone as big as his palm. Now he hit Miaomiao's shoulder. If he hit Miaomiao's neck or head a little more crooked, it would be a bigger problem." Not to mention the onlookers, even Yao Liangcai's mother was shocked. She was drinking tea with her husband at the village chief's house, but when the villagers came to say that her son was beaten, she hurriedly rode her bicycle over, but she was still confused about what happened. No one knows a son better than his mother. Seeing Yao Liangcai's evasive eyes, Yao Liangcai's mother knew it was true. She secretly felt that it was not a good thing to do. If the stone had hit Jiang Fanyue, it would have been fine. Why did it hit Yao Miaomiao ? Yao Liangcai muttered, "I didn't mean to hit Yao Miaomiao, it was just that the stone hit her crookedly." Jiang Fanyue was originally very afraid of Yao Liangcai. Over the years, Yao Liangcai had caused her a lot of psychological shadows. Until just now, when she pinned Yao Liangcai to the ground and beat him, Yao Liangcai didn't even have the courage to resist. She completely looked down on Yao Liangcai's nature of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and she was no longer afraid. Jiang Fanyue sneered and retorted, "I was the one you wanted to hit at first. Now that you hit me, you are right?" "That's right, you don't think you are wrong at all. If Miaomiao wasn't your cousin, you would not think hitting Miaomiao would be a big deal." Her words revealed Yao Liangcai's thoughts. The crowd suddenly realized what was going on, and their eyes on Yao Liangcai became even more strange. Yao Liangcai was furious when he was looked at, and pointed at Jiang Fanyue and cursed: "I hit you because you threatened me, saying that I would bear the cost or something." Yao Liangcai's mother was also angry: "Okay, you dare to curse my son!" Jiang Fanyue was about to refute, but Yao Rong held her back: "Yueyue, tell everyone the whole story first. Everyone is still confused." Jiang Fanyue suddenly understood. "I brought Ruirui and Miaomiao to the sunbathing ground to play. Yao Liangcai suddenly came over and snatched toys from me, and called me a garbage king. Ruirui and Miaomiao were so angry that they stood up to speak for me." "I didn't want to cause trouble, so I pulled them away and was about to leave. But Yao Liangcai threw a stone at Miaomiao, and I got angry and fought with Yao Liangcai." Yao Rong nodded, and his sharp eyes swept across Yao Liangcai and fell on the children behind him: "Do you agree with what I said?" Yao Liangcai turned sideways and glared at those people fiercely.

Those people didn't dare to stand up and speak, you pushed me, I pushed you.

Yao Rong walked towards the children and stood between them and Yao Liangcai: "You don't dare to speak because you are afraid of Yao Liangcai's revenge?"

"Hey, how can you talk like that!" Yao Liangcai's mother's fingers almost poked Yao Rong's eyes.

Yao Rong stretched out her hand, opened her arm, and held it tightly.

Yao Liangcai's mother howled in pain.

Someone in the crowd chimed in: "If they don't say anything, it means they have acquiesced. If they think Yueyue is lying, they would have stood up to refute it long ago."

Someone else directly named him: "Erzhuang, you

should be a real man. Just say what you have to say. If anyone dares to bully you, your uncle will definitely seek justice for you." Yao Rong said at the right time: "I will not let my child be accused of hitting others for no reason. If I don't explain the whole thing clearly today, I will call everyone's parents here first."

The child nicknamed Erzhuang couldn't stand it anymore and shouted quickly: "It's exactly the same as Jiang Fanyue said. We didn't curse or fight. We just went to stop the fight."

Once someone spoke, the others were no longer silent. They did not forget to distance themselves from the fight and stood further away from Yao Liangcai.

"Liangcai's mother, do you have anything else to say?" Yao Rong glanced at Yao Liangcai's mother with a half-smile.

Yao Liangcai's mother had a hunch that something was wrong. It was obviously her son who was injured, but as they talked, it seemed that Jiang Fanyue was in the right.

Her eyes rolled, and she slapped her thigh and cried, "Don't talk about those useful and useless things, just take a good look--"

She pulled Yao Liangcai's shoulders so that everyone in the village could see clearly, "My son was injured so badly, even if he really did something wrong, there was no need to be so cruel. Children, how can they not make mistakes?"

Yao Liangcai was also smart, he took a few deep breaths in succession, and shouted "Mom, it hurts."

"What do you want?" Ruirui's mother asked with a frown, feeling that this matter was indeed difficult to handle.

"Jiang Fanyue apologizes to my son and pays for his medical expenses! My son must go to the hospital for a full-body checkup. If there are any hidden dangers left, I will make you pay until you lose everything."

Yao Liangcai's mother stopped crying and became arrogant, speaking in a weird way to Ruirui's mother.

"Third sister-in-law, Liangcai is your nephew, please don't hurt the relationship for outsiders. Of course, we will apologize for hurting Miaomiao. I heard that Miaomiao was bruised? I have some traumatic oil, and I asked someone to bring it back from the south. It's expensive. Miaomiao is not a child who was raised in a pampered way. She will be fine after applying the medicine for a few days."

Ruirui's mother was so angry, but she was not a sharp-tongued person.

Jiang Fanyue bit her lip.

If she had hit someone else, she would have apologized and compensated without saying a word.

But she hit Yao Liangcai...

Yao Liangcai didn't even apologize to her, so why should she bow her head first.

The feeling of grievance and helplessness instantly spread from the bottom of her heart, and Jiang Fanyue's eyes were slightly red.

She didn't want to show weakness in front of Yao Liangcai and his mother. Just as she was trying to suppress the inexplicable surge of emotions, a familiar voice came from in front of her, as gentle as before.

"We won't apologize."

"Your son has been isolating and ostracizing my daughter in school for the past few years, causing her great mental damage. So I ask your son to apologize to my daughter and promise that he will never do something similar again."

"As for the medical expenses, you should take your son to the hospital for a checkup. If the hospital issues a certificate that your son is in trouble because of my daughter, I will definitely bear the corresponding responsibility--"

Yao Rong looked Yao Liangcai up and down and returned all the words of Yao Liangcai's mother: "But I took a quick look, these injuries are at most bruises and scratches. Don't you have medicine for bruises at home? Use it to rub your son. Your son has thick skin and flesh. He will be fine after a few days of applying the medicine."

Jiang Fanyue wanted to laugh, but the corners of her mouth just raised, and her eyes became redder.

She stood behind Yao Rong, holding Yao Rong's clothes tightly, putting down all her worries, and looking at him with dependence.

"You, you, you..."

Yao Liangcai's mother was so angry that she collapsed.

She saw her husband coming with the village chief, and she felt like she had found a new backer.

"My husband has a friend in the Public Security Bureau. If you don't apologize or compensate, he will call the Public Security Bureau and your daughter will have a criminal record. Think about it yourself."

"What's going on?" The village chief heard these words as soon as he arrived, frowned and scolded, "Yueyue is so young, don't talk about a criminal record all the time."

Yao Rong looked at Yao Liangcai's mother and smiled, "If you want to make a big deal out of it, you might as well make it bigger. I will go directly to the county people's court tomorrow to file a lawsuit and ask you to compensate Yueyue for mental damages." "Even if I lose the case

in the end, it doesn't matter. I can file a second appeal and I can also go to a higher people's court to file a lawsuit."

"Everyone has taken up legal weapons to protect their children. If you did it, I would do it too. Anyway, I don't have anything else, but I can afford this little money, time, and energy."

Yao Liangcai's father has not said a word since he came here.

But after hearing Yao Rong's words, his face finally changed slightly.

He is a face-conscious person, and his work has a lot of intersections with the government. If things really get out of hand, his wife will not feel embarrassed to take care of the children at home every day, but he can't afford to lose face.

"Okay, okay, there is no need to make a fuss about children's affairs to the point of calling the police."

Yao Liangcai's mother walked down the stairs: "Okay, who said we are all from the same village."

The people around laughed.

Isn't it just fear?

But not to mention Yao Liangcai's parents, even they were shocked when they heard Yao Rong say that she was going to court.

Yao Rong did not insist on going to court: "Then apologize to Jiang Fanyue. After apologizing, you should take your son to the hospital as soon as possible. If you go a little later, the wound will be completely healed."

Yao Liangcai's mother wanted to say something else, but was glared at by Yao Liangcai's father, so she didn't dare to say anything.

Yao Liangcai was really scared at this time, and he didn't need anyone to urge him anymore. His voice was as soft as a mosquito: "I'm sorry."

Yao Miaomiao had just been held back by Ruirui's mother, not allowed to talk nonsense, and now she finally couldn't help it: "Speak louder! I didn't hear you!"

"I'm sorry." His voice was a little louder.

"Who are you apologizing to?" Yao Ruirui expressed confusion.

Yao Liangcai gritted his teeth and almost yelled: "Jiang Fanyue, I was wrong, I shouldn't have given you a nickname, shouldn't have isolated you from others, and shouldn't have torn up your homework."

Unexpectedly, after all the twists and turns, Yao Liangcai still apologized to her today. Jiang Fanyue secretly clenched her palms, raised her head and looked directly at Yao Liangcai, her voice was cold, but there seemed to be flames in her eyes.

"I still say the same thing. Whether you apologize or not, I will not forgive you."

Yao Liangcai was stabbed by her gaze, and inexplicably felt a little fear in his heart. He turned around and shouted, "Mom, let's go home."

"Wait--" Jiang Fanyue stopped him, "You forgot to apologize to Miaomiao."

Yao Liangcai said "Sorry, Yao Miaomiao" and hurriedly left with his mother.

The children did not dare to stay any longer, and ran away one by one.

The crowd of onlookers were satisfied and finally dispersed.

"Yueyue hit someone to protect Miaomiao. Don't worry, I will ask my dad to come forward and guarantee that Yao Liangcai's parents will not harass you again."

Ruirui's mother turned around and promised Yao Rong and Jiang Fanyue. She took Yao Ruirui and Yao Miaomiao's hands and walked to the village chief and Yao Liangcai's father. I don't know what they said, and they all left.

Soon, only Yao Rong and Jiang Fanyue were left in the sun-drying field.

Jiang Fanyue twisted her fingers and asked Yao Rong: "Mom, do you want to scold me?"

Yao Rong turned around and said: "Why should I scold you?"

Jiang Fanyue reflected on herself: "Actually, I shouldn't have been impulsive. There are many ways to solve the problem, but I chose the worst one. I was originally the one who was right, but after hitting him, it seems that I am not so right."

Yao Rong rubbed her head and brushed away the grains of grain in her hair: "After hitting him, did you feel a sense of resentment in your heart?"

"Yes."

"If it happened again, would you hit him again?"

Jiang Fanyue coughed: "Although I have reflected on it...but if it happened again, I would definitely hit him again."

Yao Rong smiled: "Then it's okay, just be careful. But I'm curious about a question."

"What question?"

"How did you hit him? Describe it to me in detail."

"Ah?"

Jiang Fanyue was stunned.

Yao Rong laughed, and after a long while, she said, "But you did do one thing wrong. When you were fighting, you stepped on the villagers' grain pile and scattered a lot of grains."

Jiang Fanyue nodded, "I will apologize."

"Okay, then let's go home, I'll cook sweet potato noodles for you."

Jiang Fanyue followed Yao Rong's steps, put her hands behind her back, jumped up and down, and said happily, "Mom, I will never be bullied by Yao Liangcai again, and I will never watch Yao Liangcai bully others again."

Just like Erniu was scolded as ugly.

She actually knew that Erniu was very sad to be scolded.

But she was too weak at that time. She

won't do that in the future.

She has accumulated enough courage.

The next day, Jiang Fanyue brought a pound of fruit to apologize to the villagers.

After helping the villagers dry the grain, she turned around and went to the village head's house to see Yao Ruirui and Yao Miaomiao.

The village head's wife was applying medicine for Yao Miaomiao.

Yao Miaomiao grimaced in pain, but she was still very happy to see Jiang Fanyue coming.

Jiang Fanyue walked behind to check Yao Miaomiao's injuries, and her heart was torn.

Children have tender skin, and after a day, Yao Miaomiao's entire shoulder was bruised.

Yao Miaomiao said, "Sister Yueyue, my grandfather said this is a hero's medal. He praised me as a hero and gave me a chicken wing yesterday. Ruirui didn't have any, I ate two by myself."

Yao Ruirui rolled her eyes and said, "You are so annoying."

Jiang Fanyue coaxed, "Yes, Miaomiao is a hero. Ruirui is also. The two little heroes come home with me. My mother made a lot of delicious food today."

Yao Rong not only prepared delicious food, but also prepared gifts for the two children.

Yao Miaomiao held the toy tightly with both hands: "How can I be embarrassed."

Yao Rong said, "You did what you promised me. Children who keep their promises and are brave are worthy of being rewarded."

Yao Miaomiao grinned and didn't let go. This was earned by her ability.

As time passed, the villagers gradually stopped talking about the fight.

However, the fight completely frightened the children in the village.

No more children cursed Jiang Fanyue behind her back.

Although Jiang Fanyue no longer cared about all kinds of gossip, she was still very happy about it.

The only thing that worried her recently was that Sun Taotao had not shown up for two consecutive market days.

Sun Taotao was young, but he kept his promises. The reason

why he didn't show up for such a long time was probably because of his grandfather's health...

Jiang Fanyue shook her head, put these thoughts behind her, and began to greet the customers in front of the stall seriously.

By the afternoon, the number of customers in front of the stall gradually decreased.

Yao Rong asked Jiang Fanyue if she would feel bored sitting here.

"Not boring, I think their conversation with their mother is very interesting?"

"What's interesting about it?"

Yao Rong asked casually, but Jiang Fanyue explained it clearly.

"Like the father and daughter who just left, since the little girl appeared in front of the stall, she has looked at the castle blocks at least ten times. When her father asked her what toys she liked, she pointed to the much cheaper wooden cats. And I think the little girl's father also noticed this."

"Why?"

"Because the little girl's father asked about the price of the castle blocks when he paid the bill."

Yao Rong was really surprised: "But the little girl's father could have just asked casually."

Jiang Fanyue thought about it and insisted on her point of view: "After the little girl's father asked about the price, he obviously touched his wallet."

"Apart from these, did you observe anything else?"

Jiang Fanyue told Yao Rong about her observations with a little bit of boasting.

Yao Rong nodded secretly.

In the original plot, Jiang Fanyue, without any systematic training, was able to beat the heroine of the novel and others with a hastily written article and won the first prize in the preliminary round of the Youth Literature Creation Competition.

She obviously has a talent for writing.

This talent is not only reflected in her works, but also in her capture of emotions and observation of details.

But...

having this kind of talent must be very hard sometimes.

Good at observation and capturing details, Jiang Fanyue was already able to clearly feel the likes and dislikes of people around her when she was still ignorant of everything and did not understand the two emotions of "like" and "hate".

She realized that she was not welcome and tried not to get involved in the crowd, but when she stood outside the crowd and looked at everyone with envy, she could not help but read their dislike for her from their body language.

It seemed that everything she did was wrong.

Children are different from adults.

Their world is very small and their understanding of the world is very narrow.

Their vision can only see one side of the world, but they naively think that this side of the world is the whole world, so it is difficult for them to understand the urgency of their parents to cultivate them and let them apply for various interest classes and training classes.

Their enthusiasm for learning and the exploration of their potential are often not from worries about the future, but because they can get a lot of positive feedback from this matter and gain happiness, and then they will spend more time on this matter more consciously, forming a virtuous circle.

Jiang Fanyue always believed that she could not write good works, precisely because she rarely felt joy from this talent, and never gained any sense of accomplishment, only the increasing denial followed her like a shadow.

When Jiang Fanyue said she was tired, Yao Rong handed her a water bottle and said, "Isn't it cool to be able to capture other people's emotions through their body language?"

Jiang Fanyue moistened her lips with water and subconsciously wanted to say it was cool, but when the words came to her lips, the past rose from the bottom of her heart.

She shook her head lightly.

"There must be only a few people who have this ability."

Yao Rong smiled and picked up an Ultraman model in the corner.

"And among these few people, there must be a ranking. There will always be people with stronger abilities and people with weaker abilities. I think your ability must be the best among them."

Jiang Fanyue tilted his head and hugged his knees: "If this ability causes me very-"

Worried that Yao Rong would not understand, Jiang Fanyue emphasized again: "Very big troubles, is it still my luck to have this ability?"

"There is a saying that God favors stupid children. Stupid children react slowly and move slowly. They will not sprint towards the journey of life like smart children, nor will they clearly feel the various emotions of the outside world like smart children."

"They have a kind of 'insensitivity', that is, the power of delay. This power can make people feel pain later when facing various injuries, and use delay to eliminate pain, thereby protecting themselves from being hurt. It is because they live a simple life without troubles that it is easier to persevere to the end."

Jiang Fanyue blinked and asked in confusion: "Does that mean that stupid children are more powerful than smart children?"

"Of course not."

Jiang Fanyue was even more puzzled, staring at Yao Rong with clear black and white eyes, waiting for her to solve the puzzle for him.

"God never favors anyone. It does not give stupid children talents, so it will give stupid children smoothness. It gives smart children talents, so it will test them."

Yao Rong held the Ultraman model in her hand and shook it in front of Jiang Fanyue's eyes.

"In the world of heroes, only Superman can have superpowers, but the greater the power, the greater the responsibility. Superman has been fighting monsters and saving the world. Isn't this God's test for Superman?"

Jiang Fanyue stretched out his red frozen hand, took Ultraman from Yao Rong, and whispered: "Is being good at observation also a talent?"

"Of course. I heard from the educated youth in the village before that many well-known writers have strong emotional capture and emotional empathy abilities. This talent will be of great help to your writing."

"Children who do poorly in exams may wish to have a smart brain; children from poor families hope that their parents will become rich overnight; children without talent imagine that they can surprise everyone in some way... Your ability may have brought you trouble, but it may also be what a certain child longs for."

"What if this talent is given to that child who longs for it?" Jiang Fanyue asked.

Yao Rong smiled: "That child may want to get something else."

Jiang Fanyue had a flash of inspiration and thought of a setting:

there is an elf tribe in the forest.

The elves have a treasure called "Wishing Mirror". As long as the child stands in front of the wishing mirror and makes a wish sincerely, he can use something he has to exchange for another thing of equal value.

What will those children who successfully complete the exchange experience?

After going through all these things, will they be satisfied or regretful?

But then, Jiang Fanyue was thinking again, she could come up with a complete story setting from her mother's words, is this related to her talent?

If one day, she also encountered the wishing mirror in the story, would she exchange this talent?