Crying

The day after seeing off her family and Fan Yanxing, Liang Qingqing saw Qiu Xiaoyan whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

It was break time, and all the announcers and technicians had to go back to the dormitory to rest and take a nap after eating in the cafeteria, so at this time, the gate was full of people.

"Qingqing!"

Liang Qingqing walked to the dormitory with Huang Yali and the others as usual, but as soon as she walked out of the gate, she heard someone shouting her name. Looking in the direction of the sound, she saw a figure standing under a big tree not far away, waving desperately in her direction.

Everyone was tired after a morning, and they had to protect their throats, so they didn't have the energy to yell anymore, so this harsh call was particularly prominent, attracting people nearby to look in that direction.

Perhaps it was the first time that so many people were staring at her. The man finally stopped shouting. A faint blush flashed across his face. Then he tugged at the corner of his clothes a little awkwardly, but his eyes stared at Liang Qingqing without blinking, with trepidation in his eyes.

She knew Liang Qingqing's personality best. Now she had suddenly transformed from a good-for-nothing lazy girl to a provincial broadcaster with a promising future. Even the city people she used to envy were not as good as her. Would she still recognize her as a "friend"? Would she just turn around and leave?

However, apart from Liang Qingqing, she really didn't know who else she could turn to for help. In this world, only Liang Qingqing was willing to pay attention to her. Although this kind of attention was based on her rushing to help her, it was not important. The most important thing was that Liang Qingqing was so smart that she would definitely be able to help her find a solution!

Thinking of this, Qiu Xiaoyan's eyes were slightly red, and she subconsciously took a step forward in the direction of Liang Qingqing.

"Qingqing, who is that? Looking for you?" Huang Yali turned her head and asked curiously.

Hearing this, Liang Qingqing came back to her senses from her surprise and nodded: "Yes, it's my... friend in the village."

Liang Qingqing felt guilty when she said it was a friend, because the original owner never regarded Qiu Xiaoyan as a friend, but what could she, who came from a book, say? She couldn't say that she was the original owner's follower, right? I can only say the best things.

It's all because of the wicked things the original owner did. It's a new society now, but she still treats people like servants.

Liang Qingqing sighed slightly. Although she was not familiar with Qiu Xiaoyan, she had come to see her on purpose, so she still had to go and see her. Besides, today was not a holiday. Qiu Xiaoyan must have asked for leave to come to the county town, or she sneaked out.

But no matter which one it was, if her beastly parents knew about it, Qiu Xiaoyan would definitely be scolded and beaten.

So what happened that made Qiu Xiaoyan take such a big risk to come to her? It couldn't be that she missed her and just came to see her, right?

Liang Qingqing pondered over it but could not figure it out. It seemed that the answer could only be given by Qiu Xiaoyan herself. Thinking of this, she turned her head and said to Huang Yali and the others, "You go back first, I'll come back later."

"Okay." Huang Yali nodded without thinking much. Zhou Lilan, on the other hand, glanced at Qiu Xiaoyan for a moment before retracting her gaze and said to Liang Qingqing, "I heard that her family is looking for someone for her recently."

After a two-second pause, she continued to speak, but her voice was much lower than before. "But they are not good people."

Liang Qingqing frowned even more. Zhou Lilan and Qiu Xiaoyan lived very close to each other, so it was normal for her to know this. Could it be that Qiu Xiaoyan came here because of this? But why did she look for her?

Without much time to think, Liang Qingqing responded and hurriedly ran towards Qiu Xiaoyan, "Xiaoyan, why are you here? Are you here to see me?"

"Qingqing."

Seeing Liang Qingqing coming over, Qiu Xiaoyan was obviously relieved. She nodded repeatedly when she heard her question. Then her eyeballs fell from her sockets. Her voice was tinged with tears, and she said in panic: "I want to ask your opinion on something. Can you help me?"

"Why are you crying? Don't cry. Let's talk slowly about everything. I will definitely help if I can." Liang Qingqing didn't expect Qiu Xiaoyan to be so emotional, and she comforted her in a hurry.

Seeing that people were looking at her frequently, Liang Qingqing knew that this was not a good place to talk, so she took Qiu Xiaoyan to a quiet place. She didn't care whether the floor was dirty or not. She took her to sit down and handed her the tissue she brought with her.

Tissues were not popular at that time, and most people didn't have the habit of using paper. Those who were more particular would bring handkerchiefs when going out and use straw paper when going to the toilet. Those who were not particular would directly use various objects such as branches and reeds instead of tissues.

Although the primitive method was a bit rough, it was fine as long as it could be wiped clean.

But for Liang Qingqing, who came from the future, it was inconvenient to not have tissues. She was not used to handkerchiefs, so she went to the supply and marketing cooperative to spend money and tickets to buy a few rolls of slightly more expensive but very soft tissues.

"This must be very expensive, right?" Qiu Xiaoyan held the tissue in her hand, unwilling to use it, and it took her a long time to say this.

Liang Qingqing didn't expect her to say this suddenly. She was stunned for a moment before she said vaguely, "Wipe it quickly, your eyes are swollen from crying."

Qiu Xiaoyan was afraid that she would be impatient, so she quickly wiped the tears and snot from her face. There was no one around at this time, and her mood gradually stabilized. She sniffed and spoke hesitantly, "My family has arranged a man for me."

Liang Qingqing had just learned about this from Zhou Lilan, so she was not very surprised at this time, and did not say anything, just waiting for Qiu Xiaoyan to continue.

"But I don't want to get married. The other party is a widower with a son. I heard that he drinks and beats people. I'm afraid." Qiu Xiaoyan was about to cry again. She really didn't expect her parents to be so cruel to her. They wanted to marry her to such a person for a few dozen yuan of betrothal gifts.

It's better to say that she was sold than married!

She had endured more than ten years of hardship, never fought back when beaten, never responded when scolded, and did all the dirty and tiring work. But no matter how hard she tried and how sensible she was, her family members just thought it was natural. It was

as if she was born to be a loser as a daughter and deserved to be treated like this.

After living in this environment for a long time, Qiu Xiaoyan gradually felt that this concept was correct. Girls had to get married eventually, unlike boys who stayed at home to marry and carry on the family line.

But when she grew up, she saw another possibility in others. It turned out that not all girls were weeds that could be trampled at will, but flowers that could be held in the palm of your hand.

For example, Liang Qingqing, and Zhou Lilan who lived across the street, were both naive girls like her, but their parents treated them like treasures, and spoiled them from childhood, and would not let them do any heavy work.

So, it was not the girl's gender that was the problem, but her parents.

But being born in such a family, even if she knew it was unfair, she still did not dare to resist, because she was afraid of losing her home that sheltered her from the wind and rain, and afraid of being beaten to death or driven out by her parents in a rage.

Even now, when she encountered such a disgusting marriage, she only came to Liang Qingqing for advice instead of directly refusing it out loud.

In the final analysis, it was because she was timid and cowardly.

"Nowadays, people talk about free love, how dare your parents arrange a marriage? Don't they know that if they report such things, they will be found out?" Hearing Qiu Xiaoyan's words, Liang Qingqing was very angry. She had known for a long time that Qiu's parents were shameless, but she didn't expect them to be so shameless!

"No! If they report it, won't they have to go to jail?" Qiu Xiaoyan widened her eyes and shook her head like a wave drum.

Seeing this, Liang Qingqing's anger gradually calmed down. After watching Qiu Xiaoyan in silence for a long time, she spoke again: "If you don't want to report the harm to them, you can also go to the village leaders to persuade them. I believe that the captain and the village party secretary will not stand by and watch them die."

But Qiu Xiaoyan still shook her head, her eyes flashed, and she said hesitantly: "After the captain and the others leave, my parents will definitely She will beat me to death, actually..."

Seeing that Qiu Xiaoyan's expression was not right, Liang Qingqing was quick to realize that there was something else going on, so she pretended

to be confused and asked, "Actually what?" Qiu Xiaoyan raised her eyelids and looked at Liang Qingqing, biting her lower lip, as if she was struggling with whether to tell it or not. The latter was happy to play along with her, so she continued to pester her and insisted on asking her clearly. Only then did she seem to be forced into no choice but to tell everything.

"Actually, I came to the county town with my mother to sell eggs a few months ago, and I met a man in the supply and marketing cooperative. He is the manager of the supply and marketing cooperative. Although he is also a widower, he has no children. He is young and promising, well-educated, and most importantly, he has a city hukou. He also promised that if we get married and I give him a son, he will buy me a job and transfer my hukou out of the village in the future."

The more Qiu Xiaoyan spoke, the brighter her eyes became, and the corners of her lips gradually rose. She glanced at Liang Qingqing from time to time, as if she wanted to see some other expressions on her face, such as...

envy.

After all, Liang Qingqing, who wanted to marry a city dweller so much in the past, ended up marrying an educated youth. Although the educated youth was also a city dweller, it was a long time before he could return to the city, not to mention that Liang Qingqing could live in the city.

But she was different. If she married him, had another son, and had a job, she would be a real city dweller.

Things are unpredictable. Who could have thought that she, who had been suppressed by Liang Qingqing for more than ten years, would one day become a city dweller before her? Even if Liang Qingqing went to the provincial capital to become a broadcaster in the future, so what? She was still a country hukou, a country person?

Qiu Xiaoyan stared at Liang Qingqing expectantly, but until she finished the last word, her face was still indifferent, without even a trace of emotion. Seeing this, she couldn't help but look away in disappointment.

Liang Qingqing saw all of Qiu Xiaoyan's small actions. She sneered in her heart. There must be something hateful about pitiful people. It turned out that Qiu Xiaoyan's request for help today was fake, and she was really showing off.

It was ridiculous that a girl who had been poisoned by the idea of ​​"preferring sons to daughters" for so many years was proud of the reward for giving birth to a son. She

really deserved to be the one who could play with the original owner. There was something wrong with her brain.

It seemed that the decision to stay away from her was really correct. I have to continue to stay away from her in the future, and it would be best if I never see her again.