Chapter 53
When Song Zhehao said this, the old couple was shocked. Who would not sleep and come to visit their house so late at night?
In fact, in the countryside, many people go to visit each other when they have nothing to do after dinner, but the situation is different with the heroine's parents. They are both well-known shrewd and calculating people in the village. They are typical people who will not suffer any loss and love to take advantage of small things. They don't get along well with their neighbors. They often quarrel over trivial matters of a few acres of land. Their neighbors on both sides, in the front and back yards, have almost never quarreled with them over trivial matters, so the neighbors are quite annoyed with them and have never interacted with them.
Not to mention relatives and friends, they have bad character and don't have many good friends. The few friends they have are all taking advantage of each other and trying to scheme against each other. If they come to visit, they definitely won't come after dinner, otherwise they will miss a bowl of rice. Not to mention relatives, most of them have long since stopped communicating and forgotten, and those who still communicate have a weak relationship and have never visited their homes.
The old couple muttered for a long time, thinking of everyone they could think of in the village, but they couldn't think of anyone else. Then they heard Song Zhehao shout again. From the sound of the voice, it was a young man with a familiar accent. He should be from the village, but they couldn't remember who it was. They stood at the door for a long time. The old man asked his wife, "Should we open the door or not? Can you come out quickly?"
The heroine's mother thought about it for a long time, but didn't notice it. However, she thought that the couple were notorious stingy people in the village, and they were very stingy. It was hard to imagine that someone would come to their house to borrow money. So she nodded and said, "Open it! Open it! Let's see who it is?"
Then, the old wooden door opened a crack, and the heroine's father poked his head out from the crack. He saw Song Zhehao standing at the door at a glance. It was already dark at that time, and he couldn't see clearly at first glance. When he squinted his eyes and looked carefully, he found that it was a young and handsome man with a good-looking face. After taking a closer look, he found that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was. The heroine's father asked, "Young man, who are you?"
Song Zhehao smiled. His smile was sunny and handsome. Song Zhehao said softly, "Uncle, don't you remember me? I'm Zhehao from the east end of the village, huh?"
When the heroine's father heard the name Song Zhehao, his expression changed instantly, from being full of confusion just now to being full of contempt and disgust at present. They were talking about each other while sleeping. It turned out to be Song Zhehao, the man who had always coveted his daughter, had scandals with her, and was so poor that his family didn't even have an extra brick?
The heroine's father's face immediately changed. With a dark face, he waved his hand to drive them away, "Go away! Hurry up and leave! Don't wail at our doorstep. Our daughter is not meant for you. Don't be a toad wanting to eat swan flesh. Your family is so poor that there is not even a blade of grass to spare, and you still want to get something for nothing. Marry our daughter and make her your slave. Then you can let us old couple support your poor family and suck our blood dry to achieve your goal, right?"
As soon as Song Zhehao revealed his identity, he was criticized by the heroine's parents. This was because before Song Zhehao took on the mission, his family was really poor. He was not in good health and could not do heavy work in the village. His only advantage was that he had a good-looking appearance, as fair and handsome as the city people, but this advantage was worthless in the eyes of the heroine's parents.
Furthermore, the heroine's parents also misunderstood the relationship between Song Zhehao and their daughter. The two of them had no such relationship at all. They were simply like-minded friends who grew up together and did not want to be trapped by this poor and backward village. They both yearned for a wonderful life outside. Song Zhehao escaped the village that trapped him through adventures and a series of time-travel missions. The heroine was not so lucky, because she was trapped not only by the village, but also by her greedy, callous, indifferent, selfish and cold-blooded parents.
If Song Zhehao hadn't come to rescue her, she would probably never be able to get out of this place where she was trapped.
Seeing the heroine's parents avoiding him as if they were snakes and scorpions, Song Zhehao felt slightly touched. He had also faced such scenes when he was on a time-travel mission in the past, but he could handle it easily without feeling the slightest bit moved, because that was someone else's life after all, and he was just an outsider who completed the mission on behalf of those people, so he didn't have a strong sense of empathy. But now it was different. The humiliation, contempt, insults and disgust of the heroine's parents were all things he had experienced before, so when the scene appeared again, he was bound to be touched.
Song Zhehao suppressed his slightly moved heart, sighed and said, "Alas, I wanted to come to terms with it and visit the two elders, but since they don't welcome me, there's no need for me to disturb them." Song Zhehao was about to leave after he finished speaking. When he turned around, he took away five or six canned fruits, two or three bags of malted milk, a large box of biscuits, several seasonal fruits, and three or four pieces of floral cloth.
The heroine's parents' eyes widened at once. It was too dark just now and they couldn't see clearly, but now they can see clearly. Wow, in this era of scarce material life, it is considered generous to bring one or two things when visiting relatives. Song Zhehao usually brings five or six things when visiting relatives. This is a big deal. You know, not long ago, the village chief came to propose marriage to his son and he only brought four things. Song Zhehao's family is so poor, how can they afford to give out so many things?
The heroine's parents immediately stopped talking, staring at the things Song Zhehao brought over, their eyes showing reluctance to part with them, and they wanted to reach out and stop those things. At this time, Song Zhehao used another big move:
Song Zhehao took out a stack of money from his pocket, including ten-yuan and five-yuan notes. The sharp-eyed father of the heroine took a glance and saw a fifty-yuan note on the outermost layer of the stack. He took a closer look at the edge of the money and found that there was not just one fifty-yuan note, but several. A rough calculation showed that the stack of money Song Zhehao took out was about a thousand yuan. In that era, this amount of money was enough for a family to stay awake for more than a year. The heroine's parents were stunned when they saw it.
Song Zhehao shook the stack of money in his hand, deliberately making a loud crisp sound. The crisp and pleasant sound made the heroine's parents drool, and their eyes did not leave the stack of money for a second.
Song Zhehao deliberately said, "I wanted to visit the elders, but since they don't welcome me, I'll leave."
Song Zhehao turned and left, but saw the God of Wealth was about to fly away. The heroine's parents, who always loved money like their lives, could not bear to see the cooked duck fly away. The heroine's father blocked Song Zhehao's way first, and changed his disgusted expression. He said with a smile on his face, "Oh, my nephew, look at what you said. We are neighbors and have a good relationship. You have this intention and come to see your aunt and me. Your aunt and I are so happy. We can't welcome you enough. How could we not welcome you? You and my daughter have had a good relationship since childhood. You grew up under our care, not to mention how much we miss you. You are often not at home recently. Your aunt and I want to go see you, but your door is locked. You don't come to my house often and don't see your sister anymore. I thought you didn't want to see our family anymore?"
Speaking of the speed of changing his expression, the heroine's father was the fastest at that time. He could lie without changing his expression. The heroine's mother was also on par with him. She continued with the heroine's father's words, "Yes, yes! Zhehao, your uncle is right. There are so many young people in the village, but your uncle only has eyes for a few. You are one of them. Your uncle nags you all the time. He thinks about you during festivals and so on. Your parents died early, and you are the only one in your family. You are helpless in the village, with no one to rely on. Your life is very hard. You have been away from the village a lot recently, and your uncle and I are worried about you. Where did you earn so much money?"
After all this circling, I'm still curious: where did the money come from? Actually, ever since Song Zhehao started taking on missions, every time he completed a mission, a corresponding amount of money would be deposited into the corresponding passbook. A lifetime in the mission world, in the real world, would only be about a week. Song Zhehao was already an old man in the mission world, but in the real world, it was only about a year, and he was often away from home. The two snobs before them had no idea that the poor guy they looked down upon was actually a wealthy man with tens of millions in his bank account. In the 1980s, such a huge sum of money was unimaginable to ordinary people.
As expected, money is a good thing. It can change people's past stereotypes and make people who used to look down on you look at you as a big treasure in their eye sockets and cherish you. The heroine's parents, who used to have no good face when they saw Song Zhehao and never had a good word to say when they saw Song Zhehao, suddenly became amiable and welcomed Song Zhehao back to their home with a smile on their faces. The heroine's mother also helped Song Zhehao carry gifts. Looking at the pile of things, the heroine's mother was so happy that she shouted at the moment she entered the house, "Mother of the girl, boil water quickly and make a pot of the good tea that Qingshan brought me back from the city last time. Then, bring out the best tobacco leaves that I bought at the market last month. No, no, bring out the Daqianmen? Daqianmen is more expensive than tobacco leaves. Heat up a pot of good wine and let the two of us drink a pot together later. Let our Zhehao tell us what he has experienced all these years?"
The heroine's mother was even more excited. When she heard this, she smiled and said, "That's right! Zhehao, you don't know how much your uncle cares about you. He's worried that you won't have enough to eat or wear warm clothes. You have a good relationship with our little girl. You should come to our house more often, have a meal together, sit together and chat. That's a good thing! But you, child, when you see your uncle, it's like a rabbit seeing an eagle. You see your uncle's shadow from a distance and run away without seeing him. You said you were hiding from your uncle, and your uncle was so sad! You are a good and obedient child. Don't do this in the future. Come home often and chat with your uncle whenever you have something to do."
啊，我們的彈紀楓娲诲彈紀楓 English: Song Zhehao smiled but said nothing after hearing this, he was speechless in his heart. Usually, when this couple saw him talking to their daughter for a few more words or getting a little closer, they would get very angry. They guarded their daughter like they were guarding a prisoner, wishing they could even open one eye to sleep. They hated Song Zhehao even more, thinking that if Song Zhehao said one more word to their daughter, their family would have suffered a great loss. They were afraid in their dreams that Song Zhehao had abducted their daughter, so they would not allow him to even look at them. Now, he changed his face again, saying these insincere words, asking him about his well-being, and trying to build a relationship with him by force. With his ugly mouth changed, he said these bland words, which made Song Zhehao feel a little nauseous. If it were not for the fact that his childhood sweetheart would not be killed by his parents, he would not have been willing to visit their house. The more he looked at this miserly, vampire, parasite, shameless and outrageous couple, the uglier he became.
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