"Are you crazy? We treated him like that before, and someone even slashed that man's arm. What makes you think Qin Sijin would help us?"
“I…I’m willing to go.” In the corner, Yu’er, nestled in the arms of the village bully brother, suddenly spoke softly, “I…I’m willing to go and find Brother Qin Sijin, and I’m willing to apologize to him.”
It's surprising to hear something that many adults wouldn't dare to do, coming from the mouth of a four-and-a-half-year-old child.
Zhu Haotian's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but hug the child in his arms tighter: "Little sister, how can you do this? You're still a child."
“It’s alright, Brother Haotian.” Yang Yu’er stood up, looking both righteous and aggrieved: “I’m willing to do these things for everyone, as long as everyone can live well.”
She did her best to show her magnanimity and generosity, fearing that these foolish villagers would be influenced by the idea that "double pupils are the mark of an emperor" and drive her out of the village.
Before she transmigrated, she hadn't studied properly. She dropped out of school after finishing nine years of compulsory education and became a delinquent. She thought she was cool at the time, but by the time she turned thirty, she was unable to earn money, hadn't started a family, and couldn't even make ends meet.
Having finally gained the support of a group of ignorant people here, and living a respectable life, I absolutely cannot let my position be shaken.
Since the villagers dared not approach Si Jin and risk embarrassment, Yang Yu'er's suggestion was quickly approved.
Zhu Haotian felt sorry for his younger sister and strongly opposed the relationship.
He was secretly beaten up by the villagers who were eager to make money.
Desperate to salvage her image, Yang Yu'er pretended not to know anything about it and went to the home of the original owner's father, Qin Dazhuang, that very night.
Qin Sijin grew up being beaten and scolded by Qin Dazhuang. Qin Dazhuang's whip used to beat cattle was stained with a lot of his blood.
Qin Sijin has been afraid of this person since she was a child. Whenever she sees him, she will subconsciously experience stress, difficulty breathing, or even faint.
She was going to take Qin Dazhuang with her to find Qin Sijin.
Make that slut kneel before her and go back to the village.
Although it was somewhat of a case of "borrowing power from others," I couldn't help feeling a sense of satisfaction.
Qin Dazhuang had always been looked down upon, and when he finally found someone who appreciated his "ability," he was overjoyed.
He knocked over the wine bottle in front of him, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and stood up with a grin, casually tucking the whip into his waistband.
Happily, he followed Yang Yu'er to the hotel that Feng Lan had mentioned.
Upon arrival, he was still muttering to himself, "Let them look down on Grandpa Zhuang! Today, Grandpa Zhuang will show them who's in charge in this village!"
"Yes, yes, yes, Grandpa Zhuang is the most amazing. Xiaoyaoshan Village has been able to develop to where it is today thanks to you."
"So you're sure to succeed, keep it up!"
Despite feeling disgusted, Yang Yu'er praised him and managed to get Qin Dazhuang into the hotel.
The hotel lobby was decorated with soft yellow light. Qin Dazhuang had never seen such a nice place in his life. Thinking that Si Jin, that little bastard, could actually stay here, he became even angrier.
With a crack of the whip, it snapped onto the main hall: "Find that little bastard Qin Sijin here and tell him his father is here!"
Hotel receptionist: ...
Guests who checked in: ...
The inspecting manager: ...
Unable to communicate with the savage Qin Dazhuang, five minutes later, he was thrown out of the hotel by four or five security guards.
Qin Dazhuang couldn't beat her and felt he'd lose face, so he could only sit at the door and wait. "That little bitch can't be scared into staying home by me, can she? I'll be able to wait for her to come out one day."
Qin Dazhuang sat at the entrance of the hotel for a whole day, eating only three dry steamed buns, and was ridiculed by passersby and the hotel security guards.
It wasn't until late at night that a black car finally arrived.
Feng Linyuan got out of the car first, opened the door, and carried the boy out.
Si Jin changed into new clothes today, and her long hair was tied into a low ponytail with gold thread, tied behind her back.
Because of her double pupils and poor vision, she wore black-rimmed glasses, which made her look well-behaved and dignified.
Bathed in the warm yellow light of the roadside lamps, he looked as handsome as a prince straight out of a fairy tale, making it impossible to look away.
Seeing this, Qin Dazhuang became even angrier.
Good, you unfilial bastard.
He's squatting here eating a steamed bun, while he's out enjoying himself?!
Snap—
The whip was lashed out, accompanied by foul language.
"You son of a bitch, you've got money and you don't even think about your father anymore. I fucking regret having you."
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