In Ancheng, in a dilapidated courtyard, there is a girl of eight or nine years old running around the yard. She is chasing a colorful butterfly, like a cute elf, cute and charming.

"Grandpa, grandma, come and have fun!" The little girl turned her big and lively eyes and shouted at the two old men on the steps while running.

"Jia Jia, run slowly!" The two old men looked at her with kind smiles on their faces.

"In school, no one plays with me. When you go home, you won't play with me!" Jia Jia was tired from running, walked up the steps, pulled a stool, sat next to her, holding her chin, full of tears!

At this time, the colorful butterfly danced on her head and finally fell on her shoulders.

"We are old and can't run away!" Grandpa touched her head, and smiled with a hint of bitterness and a hint of loneliness.

"It would be great if the eldest brother was there, he would definitely play with me!" Jia Jia pouted, and a young man appeared in her mind. There was a narrow and hideous scar on his face. However, in Jia Jia's eyes, it was extremely friendly.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!" In Jia Jia's reverie, someone knocked on the door outside the yard.

"It must be Aunt Mei coming. She said that I will come to see me when I am on summer vacation!" Jia Jia suddenly became happy, jumped and came to the door, stood on tiptoe, and she opened the door bolt.

The door opened, and the one who appeared in front of her was a noble and elegant woman. She was wearing a red dress and her hair was tied up high. When she saw Jia Jia, she immediately smiled on her face.

"Auntie, I knew it was you!" Jia Jia went forward, held the woman's hand, and said sweetly.

"Look at what I brought you?" The woman squatted down, stroked her hair, took out a few books from her bag, and handed them to Xiaojiajia.

"Ah!" Xiao Jiajia took the book and was surprised, ",,,, we classmates have all these books, but the teacher doesn't let me read it. She said that the child who is married to her father is not qualified to read it."

"Are such a person worthy of being a teacher? Be a role model? Don't let me find out who you are!" the woman said in her heart.

At first, she was smiling. When she heard Jia Jia's words, her face instantly became cold and cold. After a while, the ice melted.

"Jia Jia is so obedient, don't listen to her talk nonsense!" The woman stroked her head and said softly, "Jia Jia tells me who she is!"

"I..." A trace of fear flashed in Jia Jia's eyes, and her neck shrank, "It's our class teacher. She said I am a widow, not worthy of studying, not worthy of playing with my classmates!"

"Has she hit you?" The woman's eyes flashed with cold light, and her heart was deeply distressed.

"She pinched me!" Jia Jia said weakly, and started crying again, "Aunt Mei, what does it mean to get married when my father dies? Is my father not coming back..."

"Jia Jia!" The woman hugged the girl in her arms, "Didn't your elder brother say it? Be good, when you grow up, your father will come back!"

"Yes! Big brother told me, I believe Big brother!" Jia Jia raised her head and looked at the willow tree at the door with a firm look. Someone once told her that when the willow tree bloomed, she would grow up, and then, her father would go home.

"Auntie, my elder brother, why don't you come to see me! He promised me!" Jia Jia wiped her tears, very eager. She missed her elder brother. Only that person was close to her and spoiled her. She would never hate her. She even helped her peel apples, make her happy, and told her to be strong!

"Your elder brother, he..." The woman couldn't speak, but just stroked Jia Jia's face, with a look of worry.

What they didn't know was that the man was already thousands of miles away, and the knife that once cut an apple for Jia Jia was stained with blood.

He may not come back.

"Qianmei is here!" In Yang Qianmei's thoughts, the two old men went down the steps, walked to Consort Shan, and came to her.

"Uncle, aunt, I'm sorry, it was me who harmed Xiao Jiajia and turned her into an orphan. It was my fault to be bullied at school!" Yang Qianmei lowered her head, feeling very guilty.

"Hey! This is the fate of my incompetent son, and I can't escape!" Jia Jia's grandfather waved his hand, "After so long, we have figured it out, what's wrong with you, a woman! Don't blame yourself too much! Now, we only hope Jia Jia will grow up happily."

"Yes, yes!" Yang Qianmei said firmly, "I will be Jiajia's guardian in the future. This is also Zhiyuan's intention. Let me take good care of her. With me here, she will not be bullied. What do you two elders think?"

"This is the best thing. We are old and we are powerless in many things." Grandma Jia Jia said, "Since you are here, come in and sit down!"

"No, no!" Yang Qianmei said hurriedly. Every time she came, she felt very complicated and confused. "I came this time to transfer to Jiajia."

"Auntie, are you transferring to school? Where to go!" Jia Jia's eyes flashed. She really didn't want to go back to that school. She had no partner, and even the teacher bullied her.

"Experimental Primary School, what do Jia Jia think?" Yang Qianmei smiled and helped her to stroke her hair. "There will be many friends there, and the teacher will not bully others. Will Jia Jia be willing?"

"Is what my aunt said true?"

"Of course it's true. Auntie won't lie to Jiajia!"

"Okay! OK! I'm going to change to a new school!" Jia Jia became excited, circled around Yang Qianmei, dancing and dancing.

"This girl!" Grandpa Jia Jia was full of spoiling expressions and then said in a deep voice, "Experimental Primary School is a famous school in Ancheng. You are interested, but..."

"I can only do so much for Jia Jia!" Yang Qianmei was a little sad, took out a piece of paper covered with official seal from her bag and handed it to Jia Jia Grandpa, "This is a notice from Experimental Primary School. I have completed the procedures. It's better to change her environment. When school starts, I will be responsible for picking up and dropping off every day and will not let her suffer any grievances!"

"This..." The two old men looked at each other and couldn't speak.

If they didn't hate Yang Qianmei before, it was deceiving themselves, after all, their son died because of her. But as they said, what was wrong with her?

Now, everything Yang Qianmei did, whether it was atonement for the one in prison or to relieve her guilt, was good for Jia Jia no matter what, anyway.

She has done what she can.

"Uncle, nanny, you two elders take care of your health. I'm leaving. There are still many things to be done in the restaurant!" Yang Qianmei looked at the expressions of the two old men. She felt a little bitter, gave a bow, and turned around and left.

"Aunt Mei, are you leaving? If you see your elder brother, can you tell him that Jia Jia misses her!" Jia Jia grabbed her skirt and said with her big eyes.

"I will tell him, I promise!" Yang Qianmei turned around and kissed Jia Jia's forehead gently, "Be good at Jia Jia, listen to grandparents!"

After Yang Qianmei finished speaking, she turned around and walked out the door. In Jia Jia's reluctant gaze, her figure became farther and farther away until she disappeared.

The willow tree in front of the door was full of green. The branches danced in the wind, like a gentle girl, smiling at Jia Jia. However, the flower in Jia Jia's heart did not bloom.

...

Ancheng, south of the city, there are a restaurant full of guests, and there are many troubles.

Yang Qianmei dragged her tired body to the hall, and a waitress came up to meet her.

"Boss, you're back!" She breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.

"What's wrong?" Yang Qian frowned.

"A guest just came, he was so fierce and scary. He said he was looking for you!" The service lady looked at Yang Qian's expression and was submissive.

"Oh? Where is he?" Yang Qianmei raised her eyebrows.

“In the 999 VIP private room!”

"Okay, I understand, you can go busy!" Yang Qianmei waved her hand, pondered for a moment, and walked towards the private room.

"Boss!" the waitress asked behind her.

"There is something else?" Yang Qianmei turned around.

"Do you want to call the security guard? That man looks so fierce!"

"No, it's okay, go and do it!"

Walking through the noisy hall, Yang Qianmei came to the 999 private room, and she pushed open the door.

"Aunt Mei!"

In the private room, a young man with a tiger back and a bear-waisted waist stood up.

"It's you!"

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P.S. I don’t know why, but when I wrote about Xiao Jiajia, I felt very touched and wanted to cry! The second volume is about to be completed. Thank you for your support, thank you!
Chapter completed!