Because of the speculation, several people chose to go back inside and talk.
After a while, An Jingzhi's voice telling a story rang out from the room. "It wasn't that I didn't want Xiaoqiu to go to school. I just wanted to save some more money. It was all because of me, as a father, who was useless. When I secretly went to the county to do business, I was beaten up..."
After hearing this, several people realized that An Jingzhi had wanted to secretly go to the county to do business and make money but was beaten and left with a chronic illness. As for what the chronic illness was, several adults had some guesses when they saw his flushed face.
When Mrs. An heard this, she couldn't help but feel distressed for her son. She was the only one who "knew" the situation.
"Then, Xiaoqiu, still very young, ran off to the county to engage in speculation and profiteering. How could I let her do such a dangerous thing? I, a grown man, was beaten up by the black market people. If something happened to a little girl like her, how would I survive?"
"To stop her from going, I deliberately told her that if she wanted to go into speculation, she would have to give me a share of the money. She's just as stubborn as her mother, and I can't just lock her up, can I? I told her I'd save enough money to send her to school, but she refused to believe me, so I had no choice but to do this. It's all my fault for not caring enough about her."
"I originally thought I could figure out other ways to make some money, but then I realized I really didn't have the ability to make money. Xiaoqiu is better than me. She relied on herself and managed to finish high school."
"I didn't spend the money Xiaoqiu gave me. I saved it all for her. I'll go to town to withdraw it in a few days."
After saying this, as if to prove something, An Jingzhi pretended to be anxious and said, "If you don't believe me, I'll go get the passbook right now."
The others had long since believed in An Jingzhi's superb acting skills. Even An Xiaoqiu no longer looked at him with hatred.
After all, An Jingzhi had been here for a few days and had indeed made some subtle changes.
They selectively ignored some doubts, and perhaps they would slowly recall that something was wrong later, but by that time An Jingzhi would have already proved with his actions that what he said was true.
Even if something is wrong, they will make up their own mind.
Mrs. An burst into tears at this time, "Sit down, sit down, my son, we misunderstood you."
Brother An's family felt even more guilty. Brother An said, "Little brother, it's all my fault. We have misunderstood you all these years."
It turned out that the younger brother was really too weak to do heavy work after being injured, and he wasn't being sly. He hadn't even used much strength just now, but he had already pulled his brother to stagger.
Mrs. An sat aside holding An Xiaoqiu's hand, feeling thankful that there was still someone who loved Xiaoqiu.
After being caught, An Jingzhi gave up without even struggling, as if he was really a weak man.
He secretly felt lucky that his acting skills were good enough to catch him. Otherwise, where would he have found such a passbook? The money had long been spent by the original owner, that beast.
As for where the money would come from, we'll talk about it later. Couldn't he still make a few dozen bucks?
An Xiaoqiu still had something in her heart that she couldn't get over. She stared at An Jingzhi closely and asked, "Then why didn't you let me go to college before?"
Old Mrs. An wanted to explain something for her son, "Xiao Qiu, your father..."
An Jingzhi gently pulled Old Lady An and shook his head at her.
He turned to An Xiaoqiu and said with a wry smile:
"Your grandmother's thoughts at the time were exactly what I thought. We both thought it was for your own good. It wasn't until I went to the county to inquire about it that I realized how difficult it was to get into such a university. It's a good university in the capital. If this happened in ancient times, my daughter would have been a disciple of the emperor."
After saying this, An Jingzhi seemed a little proud and said:
"Fortunately, I went to the county to inquire, otherwise I would have delayed your life."
An Xiaoqiu didn't know whether she was touched by the other party's words or by the look of pride on his face. In short, everything that happened today made her feel as if she was in a dream.
Not true at all.
After listening to this, An Xiaoqiu pursed her lips and said nothing.
An Xiaojun didn't understand all the twists and turns in his words, but he just sat quietly beside them.
During dinner, he realized that his sister hadn't touched her chopsticks for a long time. "Eat."
An Xiaoqiu looked up and saw her brother's concerned gaze, and smiled slightly.
Although An Xiaojun listened to the original owner the most, it didn't mean he didn't care about his family. Although his memory was not good, these family members were people he had been with for 16 years, not to mention that An Xiaoqiu was particularly kind to him.
An Xiaoqiu said a few words to her brother, and she noticed out of the corner of her eye that her father was also looking at her. Suddenly, her smile froze and she lowered her head to eat.
The next morning, An Jingzhi ordered An Xiaojun around. First, he asked him to go back to the persimmon tree they had visited yesterday and pick a lot of raw persimmons.
The ripe persimmons had been picked long ago, and the remaining unripe ones were a bargain for them.
I squatted at the door with An Xiaojun to peel the persimmons, then strung them together one by one with ropes and hung them in the sun.
An Xiaojun was busy and sweating, but he enjoyed it and looked at An Jingzhi with a silly smile on his face.
He likes his current dad.
An Xiaojun had always run because he was being chased, and his fear of the original owner, fearing he would be sold, made him run faster and faster. But none of these methods were formal.
Moreover, An Xiaojun is a bit older now. Although he looks young, his actual age is indeed 16 years old.
The children in those sports bases are recruited for training since they were young. If you want to send An Xiaojun in, someone must have the advantage of making an exception and admitting him.
An Jingzhi remembered that in the original owner's memory, it seemed that after a period of time, teachers from the provincial sports base would come to their county to select talents for those primary schools.
This was just an interesting story that the original owner heard when he went out to chat with someone. It was only when An Jingzhi carefully checked his memory that he discovered it.
When Mrs. An wanted to hang out the clothes, she found that her clothesline had been occupied.
"Son, what are you doing with all this? You can't eat it, it's going to make your mouth numb."
"Mom, this is just a method I came up with. After the green tomatoes are exposed to the sun, they will become ripe and can be eaten then."
After talking to her son for a few words, Old Mrs. An didn't say anything else. She took the clothes and asked An Xiaoqiu to hang them somewhere else.
An Jingzhi saw An Xiaoqiu see the little girl look at them, then turn her head away and pretend not to care.
A weird little girl.
An Jingzhi and An Xiaojun stringed a lot of persimmons, and after that they taught An Xiaojun some running techniques.
Although he had never been an athlete, he had at least watched Olympic champions train. He didn't know much, but it was enough for the time being.
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