Chapter 132: Picking Quarrels and Provoking Troubles
Liang Jiaqing was taken aback and said: "Ah Hui, you...you have known this for a long time?"
Murong Hui nodded gently and said: "Mom, in the future... I will not live like this again, and I will not let you live like this again, believe me."
Liang Jiaqing said "um" excitedly, and even said "ok" several times, and the corners of her eyes became moist.
With Murong Hui's words, she felt that all her years of hard work were worth it.
However, Chen Yu, who was standing next to him, caught a hint of bitterness in the corner of Murong Hui's mouth.
According to his previous understanding, Murong Hui was somewhat vain, but from today's perspective, what lurked deeper in her heart may be gratitude and obedience to her parents, and responsibility. These things may have given her the courage to move forward.
Exhaust motivation.
After thinking about this, he suddenly had some admiration for Murong Hui.
But from a certain perspective, what Murong Hui endured may not be lighter than that of her parents, and the path she took may not be easier than that of her parents.
She wanders between school and family, often involuntarily changing and impersonating identities to maintain her relationship with Cui Daan.
This state of walking on thin ice and being cautious is not something that ordinary people can bear.
Chen Yu understood her feelings, because he felt that it was similar to some of the tasks he had performed that required concealing his identity.
Therefore, it would be best if the children of Liang Jiaqing and his wife realize this idea and behavior in the future, but from now on, it is not clear whether it is a good thing or a bad thing for Murong Hui. What if... if Murong Hui's behavior is slightly different?
If you are not careful, unexpected situations may arise.
Of course, fundamentally speaking, although Liang Jiaqing hopes that her daughter will find a suitable partner, she does not, and she does not know that she is searching for and maintaining her by pretending to be her identity. If they knew, they might not support it.
.
For a time, various thoughts passed through Chen Yu's mind, and he found that he seemed to understand her better.
Murong Hui glanced at Liang Jiaqing with a complicated expression. There happened to be a customer outside to pick fruits, so she took two steps forward. She skillfully managed the business and quickly sold a few watermelons.
She whispered to Chen Yu who was following her: "Brother Yu, you didn't expect my family to be so poor?"
Without waiting for Chen Yu to answer, he added: "Since I was a child, I have helped my parents look after shops and work, so compared with most people in school, I am different, so I can never be as carefree as them.
I want to live a life full of worries, and I want to wholeheartedly find a way out for the future. In fact, you know, I was tired of this kind of life when I was in elementary school. I decided to marry a rich husband in the future, and live a good life with my parents.
.Do you think I’m very precocious and philistine?”
Chen Yu said seriously: "It should be said that he is very sensible. He became sensible very early. But this road is difficult to walk."
Murong Hui said quietly: "The shortcut to higher places is always more rugged."
Chen Yu replied: "This is a shortcut, but it is also a dangerous road. In fact, some roads are more stable if you take the flat road. Because sometimes you should not be in a hurry, otherwise you will be easily injured."
Murong Hui smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Yu, do you think I can walk calmly and slowly in a situation like mine? My classmates can walk leisurely, but I can't, really can't. My time
Not many, just the past few years in school. Once this period of time passes, there may never be such an opportunity."
Chen Yu was silent for a moment and said, "To be honest, I'm quite surprised that you agreed to my home visit."
Murong Hui said: "What's so surprising? I just invited a friend to come and sit at home."
Chen Yu said: "Yes, I'm just visiting a friend's house, why not?"
Having said this, both of them looked at each other and smiled, suddenly feeling an irreversible feeling.
Just as he said this, several men suddenly walked over from the side.
The leader, with his fat head and big ears, was wearing a yellow jacket and had a big belly. He looked a bit like an emperor penguin.
With slender eyes and a huge nose, the whole face is like a pieced together creative work, making people feel unbearable to look at it.
When he saw Murong Hui, his small eyes immediately burst out with a lustful luster, and the same sleazy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He started to show some yellow teeth ten meters away, and said with a smile: "Hey, my Murong is back!"
Chen Yu frowned, and Murong Hui next to him quickly explained: "These are the loan sharks nearby. My parents borrowed several thousand yuan from them when I was in school and have paid them back, but they are still pestering me.
It’s useless to call the police if you don’t let them go, and I don’t dare to offend them too much, lest I lose business in the future…”
After saying this, Murong Hui wanted to turn around and go in. The creative man immediately walked forward two steps quickly and said: "Murong, why are you so cruel to your brother? I haven't seen you for a few days, but my brother misses you so much. Come here quickly."
Show it to your brother!"
There were two men behind him. One was taller, wearing glasses, with an expressionless face. I don’t know if his thin body was a little cold, but he was wearing a short-sleeved black fleece sweater in this hot weather.
, looks like an ostrich.
The other one is shorter and fatter than the creative man. He has a bare head, two copper rings in his ears, and a quilted vest. His two thick arms are constantly picking at his ears, chest and other parts, which is quite...
nausea.
The bald man laughed loudly and said: "Brother, I think this girl is quite suitable for you. Why don't you let her follow you and we won't take the interest!"
The ostrich man next to him snorted in agreement.
The creative man's eyes lit up, he touched his chin and said, "This is something we can consider, Murong, do you have any objections?"
Murong Hui didn't talk to him, because there was nothing to say to such a person. They just came to make trouble, and there was no reason to argue. Talking to him would only make the other party more arrogant and entangled.
She lowered her head and picked up some fruits, ignoring the three of them.
The creative man was a stall owner in the fruit wholesale market. He couldn't do business because he was too lazy to eat. Later, he met some unscrupulous elements in the society and started to engage in illegal businesses such as collecting protection fees and loan sharking.
When Murong's family was in financial difficulty a year ago, they had no choice but to borrow 5,000 yuan from him. Even though they repaid the money two months later with frugal expenses and 6,000 yuan with interest, the creative man still claimed that the interest was not paid.
With some excuses, he would come to his door from time to time to harass him.
In fact, the purpose is very obvious, which is to covet Murong Hui's beauty. Murong is so beautiful, she is the most beautiful and elegant girl he has ever seen in his life. When he first saw her when she was only sixteen years old, he was already frightened.
, but there was no chance to approach or strike up a conversation at that time. Later, every time he saw him in the market, he had an inexplicable impulse and fantasized about some dirty scenes.
When the Murong family couldn't help but borrow money from him, he was very excited - the opportunity finally came! At that time, he had some bad intentions, so how could he let it go so easily after paying back the money?
Seeing Murong Hui's infinitely beautiful figure as she bent down to collect the fruits, the creative man's heart beat violently. Finally, he couldn't help but stretched out his fat right hand...
What a beautiful body, what a fairy-like feeling it would be if you touched it! He was extremely lustful...
Just when that stupid hand was about to successfully touch Murong Hui, who was still unaware, a small green thing suddenly flew over from the side and hit her finger with a snap, like a strong electric current.
After being hit, he couldn't help but scream, and twitched his right hand in severe pain.
The creative man felt like tears were about to burst out. He looked down and saw that the joints of the middle finger and ring finger of his right hand were black and blue and had begun to swell.
What the hell is that! He hurriedly looked down, and the olive that was still spinning on the ground fell into his eyes.
Who?! Was it the son of a bitch who threw that thing?!
The creative man became angry all of a sudden, his two slender eyes darting around.
At this time, he caught a glimpse of Chen Yu standing next to Murong Hui, looking at him with a cold expression.
"Did you throw this thing away?!" the creative man asked angrily, looking like he was choosing others to devour. (To be continued...)
