Chapter 195 It's Your Own fault

Qi Shaoming had never seen Hang Jingshu like this before.

It seemed to be a knife with blades on both sides, completely different from its gentle appearance in the previous life. It was straight and sharp, leaving people at a loss as to where to start.

He stared at Hang Jingshu blankly: "You..."

"You what."

Hang Jingshu stared at Qi Shaoming with heavy eyes and asked him a question that made him think for a long time:

"If you come back first, and if you are more successful than in your last life, will you come specifically to find me and marry me again?

Stop being so hypocritical here."

Qi Shaoming opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word. Finally, he left in silence.

As a couple in their previous life, Qi Shaoming suddenly discovered that his ex-wife understood his thoughts better than he did.

If he came back first...

He certainly wouldn't marry a country girl again.

He will...

He will even work harder than Hang Jingshu to climb up.

Qi Shaoming's ribs ached slightly. The last time he came back, he was pinned down in the alley and beaten until two of his ribs were broken.

He just didn't understand before, but now he seems to understand a little.

The things of the previous life are truly in the past.

If he continues to pester her like this, Hang Jingshu will definitely not show any mercy.

On the way back, Qi Shaoming met Qin Ziyu who was waiting at the intersection.

"Shao Ming, have you explained it clearly to her?" Qin Ziyu's tears fell in large drops. She looked completely different from the factory director's daughter who used to be so arrogant.

Qin Ziyu now has disheveled hair, red and swollen eyes, and exudes a gloomy and decadent temperament.

She looked at Qi Shaoming eagerly, not wanting to miss any expression on his face:

"Brother Shaoming, what did she say? Can you please ask her to stop making things difficult for me?"

In the alley at night, Qi Shaoming's expression flickered with the light, and Qin Ziyu suddenly felt panic for no reason.

It seemed like something had once again exceeded her expectations.

Just like her own mother Wei Wenyan had abandoned her so cleanly, facing the silent Qi Shaoming, Qin Ziyu went crazy again: "Shaoming! Shaoming! Speak!"

Qi Shaoming looked at the woman in front of him in silence. He was actually a little dazed. He felt that Qin Ziyu looked very much like Hang Heini who had collapsed after a quarrel in her previous life.

The future is still not in sight.

Just as helpless.

Finally, he sighed and said, "Zi Yu, when I finish college, I will apply to be transferred to your father's hometown, and we will... develop there."

Qin Ziyu raised his head abruptly upon hearing this, and the gloom in his eyes seemed to be turning into reality: "On what basis! Why should I leave like a dog?

I just don’t accept it!

Isn't she just a country girl? How can she really turn the world upside down?!"

Qin Ziyu's voice was sharp, and she wished she could slap Hang Jingshu's face right there.

Qi Shaoming's words were like a basin of cold water: "Zi Yu, what were you thinking when you changed her will?"

Qin Ziyu was stunned on the spot and was speechless after hearing Qi Shaoming's question.

What is she thinking about?

She's just a country girl. What's the big deal if she gets into college?

But the reality is, she is now even worse off than a country girl.

Qi Shaoming sighed softly. He had never felt so clear-headed before:

"She is developing so rapidly now, and she has the support of the compound behind her. If we wait until she becomes successful and then comes back to cause trouble for us, it will be too late.

Your father will not be released from prison for a few more years. You can write to him and ask him to reform himself in prison and try to get his sentence reduced so that he can be released sooner.

I will graduate in less than two years, so why don't we go back to our hometown and start over there, okay?

This way you can have less stress around you.”

Qin Ziyu bit her lip in embarrassment. Even though she was unwilling in her heart, she knew that what Qi Shaoming said was true.

Today, Hang Jingshu is no longer a country girl at all.

But he is a person that the whole Fengcheng will pay attention to.

And she, Qin Ziyu, is just an insignificant stepping stone on someone else's road to success.

Now the stepping stone has lost its function.

Qin Ziyu's eyes drooped inch by inch: "I understand, Brother Shaoming.

I will take over her sales job, earn good money, and wait for you to graduate."

Wei Wenyan couldn't wait to start her new life, and I heard that she has already obtained her marriage certificate with that man.

The previous job at the department store was no longer wanted, and the Qin family’s two elders were planning to let Qin Ziyu take over.

She originally didn't want to do it because she felt embarrassed.

But now, reality slapped her in the face again and again.

The proud Miss Qin finally lowered her head.

On the way back, many scenes flashed through Qin Ziyu's mind.

Somehow, the memory of her laughing at Hang Jingshu in the department store was firmly fixed in her mind and could not be erased.

The words that once mocked Hang Jingshu now came back like boomerangs, hitting her all over but she didn't even dare to cry out in pain.

Because all of this... is her own fault.

Qin Ziyu finally saw the situation clearly, and cried bitterly in the quilt, covering his eyes.

This was the retribution she received for abusing her privilege to change other people's future at will.

Hang Jingshu returned home exhausted. She was really tired during the past two days.

After washing my face, I lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

In just two days, I felt more fulfilled than in two weeks.

People like Qi Shaoming never appeared in her dreams again.

The past illness is nothing to be afraid of, she will take each step more steadily on the road ahead.

**

Hang Jingshu was no longer annoyed, but Xiao Ran, who got off the train and returned home, was a little annoyed.

Song Zhe chewed on a peach, his eyes couldn't help but look outside: "Brother Ran, it's quite hot this summer, are you really not going?"

Xiao Ran's eyes were sharp, and he looked scary when he was expressionless: "No."

"Okay," Song Zhe shrank his neck and said, "You decide your own affairs."

There was a plate of red, ripe peaches on the table, but except for Song Zhe who had a good appetite, Xiao Ran was very upset.

The current house was newly built when Xiao Ran was in his teens. Compared with other houses in the village, it was built with part of his parents' pension.

His parents passed away early, and Xiao Ran was left alone to look after the three large houses. Even when relatives came over during the New Year, it was always empty and lonely.

Song Zhe was Xiao Ran's childhood playmate. Since the death of his parents, Song's sister-in-law raised Xiao Ran as her own half son.

No matter how busy the production team was, Xiao Ran would always be able to have a meal at home.

The elders of the Xiao family passed away early. It is said that my grandfather also had several brothers, but now they are scattered all over the place and have lost contact.

Nowadays, once people leave their hometown, they may never be able to come back.

By the time Xiao Ran's father came of age, he was the only child left, without even a sister.

Unexpectedly, the couple, who were supposed to move into the family compound after participating in the counterattack, stayed at the border in silence.

Xiao Ran, who was only in his teens, suddenly became a loner.

If it weren't for Mrs. Song and other people in the village helping him, Xiao Ran would not be able to finish farming the land at home every year.

Since childhood, Xiao Ran and Song Zhe have been good brothers wearing the same pair of trousers.

The village is big, and with good people like Mrs. Song, there are naturally no shortage of bad people who would take advantage of Xiao Ran just because he is young.

Both of Xiao Ran's parents became martyrs, and the one-time pension they received was a large sum.

No matter who gets this money, it will make life much easier.

When Xiao Ran was a child, he saw many of the so-called distant relatives.

Only with the help of the village chief, both covertly and covertly, was Xiao Ran able to grow up smoothly.

Since ancient times, money has moved people's hearts. A large pension and a boy who has little resistance.

I don’t know how many people are secretly eyeing this money.

Fortunately, Village Chief Yang has been taking care of Xiao Ran openly and secretly, and the children at home also get along well with Xiao Ran.

The growth of a young man is like the willow branches in spring.

In just a moment, a powerful vitality can burst out.

Before he knew it, little Xiao Ran had grown into what he is now.

And some feelings quietly deteriorate as they grow.

"To be honest, Village Chief Yang has really helped us a lot before." Song Zhe chewed a peach while sizing up Xiao Ran's face: "Brother Ran, are you really not tempted?"

Song Zhe hinted at something. Xiao Ran paused as he was packing the wicker basket. "I will repay the village chief for his care for me in the future, but not in this way."

That's right, Song Zhe nodded: "Yang Wenxiu has a bad temper and is very strict. She even keeps asking you where you are going..."

Song Zhe couldn't help but shiver, and suddenly felt a chill on his back. He turned around and saw that it was Xiao Ran staring at him.

He swallowed and said, "Brother Ran, don't be angry. I just said it casually."

Xiao Ran put away the wicker baskets he had used to pick peaches: "Don't mention Yang Wenxiu anymore."

Song Zhe immediately promised: "Okay, okay, I promise not to mention it, but what if she wants to stop me?"

Nowadays, the atmosphere is becoming more and more open, and everyone thinks that free love is the best and noblest.

No one would say anything if a man and a woman occasionally walked together.

That's why Yang Wenxiu's actions became more and more bold.

Before, Song Zhe thought that it was good for his brother Ran to be with the daughter of Village Chief Yang, as they were from the same village and knew each other well.

But Ran Ge obviously doesn't think so.

Xiao Ran was unwilling, and Song Zhe certainly wouldn't be so stupid as to sell out his brother.

When it comes to his family, Song Zhe is of course the one who gives unconditional support.

But things often don't develop as expected.

Yang Wenxiu waited for Xiao Ran in the back hills but didn't see him, so she returned to Yang's house angrily.

He rushed all the way back to the house without even noticing that he bumped into his little nephew.

By the time Yang Wenxiu reacted, her little nephew was already in the arms of sister-in-law Yang and was being coaxed.

A batch of peaches had just been sold in the village, and it was a time when everyone had some free time. Seeing her sister-in-law's angry face, Sister Yang understood clearly.

It was definitely Xiao Ran who stood me up again.

Oh, no, it was my sister-in-law who was willing to go and wait for others.

Compared to the Yang family's self-righteous attitude, Yang's wife knew it very well.

Xiao Ran has always had a sense of propriety. No matter what his father-in-law helps him with, he will definitely return the favor if he gets the chance, because he is afraid of owing anyone a favor.

The debt of favor is harder to repay than anything else.

A few years ago, when Xiao Ran was in school, his sister-in-law's behavior was relatively restrained.

Now that Xiao Ran has gone to college, she worries day and night that Xiao Ran has fallen in love with someone else at school. When Xiao Ran has a holiday, Yang Wenxiu pursues him even more closely.

If she hadn't been scolded by her father-in-law, the sister-in-law would have even wanted to get Xiao Ran engaged directly.

It's not that she said that, but if she were a man, she wouldn't like Yang Wenxiu's bad temper.

He is so overbearing that he has to ask the owner what he ate even when he farts.

Which man can like a woman who controls everything before marriage?

Sister Yang held her son in her arms and coaxed him gently: "Let's not make our sister-in-law angry. She is in a bad mood today."

There was no way. Her aunt was the apple of the old couple's eye and she and the child couldn't afford to offend her.

Mrs. Yang is a typical image of a rural woman. The man at home goes out to work, and the woman is busy taking care of the elderly and children, working and cooking, and even finding time to raise pigs and feed chickens.

As long as her husband brings his salary on time and doesn't do anything fancy, Mrs. Yang feels that life is good.

The Yang family was well-off and had never been hungry even during the famine in previous years.

Her parents-in-law were easy to talk to. After she gave birth to two girls in succession, her mother-in-law took care of her during the confinement period as usual.

If it were any other family, they would have been humiliated, if not beaten or scolded.

The Yang brothers are all ambitious and the sisters-in-law get along well with each other, except for their overbearing and unreasonable sister-in-law who is harder to coax than a child.

Mrs. Yang married into a wealthy family and originally had little say in the family.

In the early years, she gave birth to two daughters, and she felt very guilty, so she gave in to Yang Wenxiu.

It was only in the three years since she gave birth to her little son that Sister Yang began to feel a little proud, but she still did not dare to offend her sister-in-law.

Yang Wenxiu didn't wait for anyone in the back hill and was already feeling hot and irritated, so she rushed back in a rush.

When I came back, I didn't pay attention and bumped into my little nephew who was playing in the yard.

Yang Wenxiu was still furious after bumping into someone. Seeing her little nephew crying in Sister-in-law Yang's arms, she became impatient: "Cry, cry, cry! What are you crying for?

Didn't I just bump into you?

The boy is so hypocritical! "

It's so annoying. She just bumped into me lightly. Is it necessary to cry like this?

Looking at Mrs. Yang hugging her son tightly, Yang Wenxiu glared at her, saying, if the mother is useless, the son will be just as useless!

She didn't care at all that the nephew she hit was only three years old.

Mrs. Yang could clearly feel that her little son in her arms was trembling with fear. She hugged the child tightly with heartache, gritted her teeth and held back from saying a word.

Every time my sister-in-law gets wronged outside, she has to find a gas pump when she gets home.

His previous punching bags were his two daughters, but now they have grown up and are in school, and have become his sons.

Thinking of this, despair spread in Mrs. Yang's eyes. When will this kind of life end?

Village Chief Yang stepped out to smooth things over when he saw this: "Wenxiu, you hit the child, why don't you even apologize? He's already so old!"

Although he loves his daughter, he also likes his eldest grandson!

Yang Wenxiu felt wronged for a moment: "I was hot and thirsty just now, so I wanted to go back to the house to drink some water, so I didn't see it clearly."

Looking at the girl's red face, Village Chief Yang frowned and asked, "Where have you been in such a hot day? Why aren't you afraid of getting tanned this time?"