Three people got out of the car parked in front of the door, two men and one woman. The woman was Su Yi's mother in her current identity, Su Wanting, and the two men were Su Wanting's newlywed husband and stepson.
This is a reconstituted family. The woman has a daughter and the man has a son of similar age.
However, Sui Yi was not born in wedlock and had lived in the countryside since childhood with his grandmother, Old Lady Qu.
This character is a complete tragedy, and no one expected him to be like him since birth.
She was the child born to Su Wanting more than ten years ago after she was abducted and sold. She was rescued by the police when she was only a few months old.
When Su Wanting just returned home, she was almost mentally ill. She couldn't stand the sight of Su Yi and would go crazy when she saw her.
Old Mrs. Qu once brought Su Yi to the town and left her outside someone else's house, trying to find someone to adopt her, but after a whole day no one took the baby away. As it was getting dark, she softened her heart and took the little baby back home.
Later, Su Wanting left the small fishing village alone and did not return for more than ten years. She never lost contact with her family and sent back living expenses regularly, but she never mentioned the child.
Old Mrs. Qu knew what was bothering her, and even though she missed her daughter, she could do nothing about it.
Her husband died when she was young, and her daughter suffered misfortune in her middle age, leaving her with only her granddaughter to depend on. Even if she had no feelings for her at the beginning, she still feels sorry for her after raising her for more than ten years.
This time when Su Wanting came back, she finally found her own happiness and was ready to bring Old Lady Qu to live with her.
In the setting, Suyi also went with him, but because of her childhood experiences, she had an inferiority complex and a sensitive personality. After transferring to a school in a big city, her grades could not keep up for a while, and she looked weird, so she was soon excluded.
She was a stranger to her mother, and didn't want to worry Old Lady Qu, so she just endured the bullying at school. Soon, this exclusion escalated into cold violence and even physical violence.
Later, because of homesickness, Old Lady Qu chose to return to her hometown and left her in the city to study, which became the last straw that broke the camel's back. Su Yi, who felt abandoned and had nowhere to go, committed suicide by drowning after being bullied again.
This was the original setting. Now the core of the cannon fodder has been replaced by the big devil, and Maotuan has given up thinking about what will happen in the subsequent plot.
The visitor entered the house. After a long while, Old Lady Qu called Su Yi downstairs: "Yi Yi, come down quickly!"
She responded, pulled her legs back and jumped off the windowsill, putting on her flip-flops, the wooden floor of the attic creaking under her feet.
In the living room, Old Mrs. Qu was holding Su Wanting's hand tightly, her eyes were red, and there were traces of tears on her wrinkled face, with a mixture of sadness and joy on her face.
Sue stopped at the stairs, called out "Grandma", then stood there awkwardly, feeling the gaze of strangers.
"Yi Yi, mom is back, come and call mom!" When Old Mrs. Qu saw her, she wiped her eyes and waved repeatedly.
As soon as these words came out, Su Wanting froze. She didn't say anything, nor did she look up at her daughter. She stared straight at the ground in front of her with a numb and indifferent expression.
Su Yi pinched her fingers, walked over slowly, and called "Mom" softly, her voice was soft and careful.
No one answered her.
Old Mrs. Qu opened her mouth but no words came out. Her eyes moved between the mother and daughter, and her hands spread out in confusion.
Xiao Yan and his father Xiao Xing were sitting next to each other, replying to messages with their eyes downcast. When they noticed something was wrong, they looked up at what was happening in front of them.
Even though he was indifferent, he could tell that the stepmother was not on good terms with her daughter.
The girl stood with her head down, her fan-like eyelashes drooping, her lips pursed to a pale color, and her white toes curled up nervously.
He glanced at it, then looked away.
The atmosphere was tense when Xiao Xing smiled gently and said, "Is this Yi Yi? Hello, my last name is Xiao, you can call me Uncle Xiao. This is Xiao Yan, your uncle's son, just call him by his name."
Old Lady Qu responded and nodded in agreement, pushing Su Yi, "Yes, Yi Yi, call someone."
"...Uncle Xiao." Su Yi called out, still without looking up.
"You kid..." Old Lady Qu muttered, and looked at her daughter tentatively. Seeing that her daughter still had no expression on her face, she could only sigh secretly and send Su Yi out first. "There are guests at home. Go to Uncle Seven's house and see if there are any fresh crabs or fish. Help grandma bring back ten pounds."
Su Yi nodded obediently and walked out the door. In the yard, she could still hear Old Lady Qu trying to smooth things over for her, "Our Yi Yi is too timid and doesn't even know how to greet people when she sees them."
Xiao Xing was very polite, "Girls are more gentle, I think Yi Yi is very sensible."
She didn't bother to listen to the rest of the words. Maotuan jumped hard in her pocket, trying to flatter her, "Yiyi, your acting is so good. There was no flaw in your performance just now. It was completely in line with the character's personality. 100 points!"
Su Yi smiled and poked its round body through the cloth, not taking the words seriously. After all, she was an old hand at fighting and killing, but she had never learned the skill of acting. She just observed other people's performances and copied them. As for whether the painting was similar... As the saying goes, the first time is unfamiliar, the second time is familiar, so she must be given a process of improvement.
The fur ball screamed in pain from being poked by her, but with nowhere to hide, he had to lie down and pretend to be dead.
Well, its praise was indeed a little exaggerated, but how could it not make the big devil happy? If she was unhappy, it would be the one who suffered.
The smaller the place, the more clans live together.
The small fishing village is no exception. Most of the people in the village have the surname Su, and anyone you meet on the street is likely to be a relative of Su.
The seventh uncle mentioned by Old Lady Qu has the same grandfather as Su Yi's grandfather. He can read and write, and has excellent calligraphy. Villagers always ask him for help with weddings and funerals, so he has quite a bit of prestige.
At that time, Su Yi's identity was unclear and it was difficult to register her household registration. It was still Uncle Seven who asked someone to find a relationship for her, and it was he who made the final decision to give her the surname Su. So although the two families were a little distantly related, they were closer than ordinary cousins.
When Su Yi arrived, Uncle Seven was sitting at the doorstep smoking a water pipe, with water gurgling in the bamboo pipe.
"Seventh Master, Seventh Madam." She greeted them.
Uncle Qi looked over through the smoke, squinted his eyes and nodded. Aunt Qi put down the fishing net in her hand and smiled, "It's Yi Yi, have you eaten yet?"
Su Yi shook her head, walked closer, squatted down, and helped untie the seaweed tangled in the fishing net. "Not yet. There are guests at home. Grandma asked me to ask if uncle's fishing boat has returned?"
"Don't move, don't move. You're clean, don't get dirty." Grandma Qi didn't let her move, and stood up and led the way into the house. "Your uncle has been back for a while, and there is still a basket of seafood left at home. Come and see what you want. If I had known your grandma wanted it, I would have kept some good ones."
Although the better-looking ones were bought as soon as they got off the boat, the remaining sea fish were also very fresh. Crabs were fighting in the cages, mantis shrimps were arching their bodies high, and many shellfish were spitting out water.
Su Yi picked up a pound or two of each and put them all in a bucket. Before leaving, she pursed her lips shyly and said, "Grandma said she would come to calculate the money later."
"Hey, you're still talking about this with Qi Po!" Qi Po waved her hands and asked, "Can you lift it? Otherwise, I'll lift it for you."
Su Yi hurriedly picked it up and took two quick steps, "No need, Mr. Qi and Mrs. Qi, I'm leaving first."
Watching her slender figure go around the stone wall, Grandma Qi sat down and resumed her work. After a long while, she sighed, "What a good child, what a pity..."
Seventh Uncle glanced at her, tapped his pipe, and still said nothing.
Sui carried the seafood and walked home along the embankment.
The tide slowly receded, revealing a large area of fertile mudflats and reefs covered with various shellfish. Large groups of seabirds circled in search of food, and people working in the sea were busy bending over. Several children chased and played, splashing mud all over their bodies, causing adults to shout at them.
Vehicles pass by Sui from time to time. They are tourists who have played all day and are preparing to go home. There are also many people who choose to stay in a B&B for a night to taste the freshest seafood and get up early the next morning to watch the sunrise.
When they got home, the adults had already calmed down. Old Mrs. Qu took over the seafood, and Su Wanting helped. Su Yi wandered outside the kitchen for a few steps, but did not go in. She turned around and went to the yard to collect clothes.
Watching her walk away from the corner of her eye, Old Lady Qu glanced at her daughter who was still silent. She had a thousand words stuck in her heart, but she didn't know how to start. In the end, she could only let out a sigh.
In the evening, Grandma Qu cooked a table full of her signature dishes. The staple food was mustard rice, and there were also kelp and pork ribs soup, stir-fried oysters, spicy shrimps and crabs, a conch platter, and a pot of mixed fish stew. It used little salt and oil, and did not require much cooking skill, but it was so delicious that one could not help wanting to swallow their tongue along with it.
After dinner, they arranged accommodation. There were two rooms on the second floor. One of them was originally Su Wanting's. Later, Mrs. Qu was going to give it to Su Yi, but Su Yi liked the attic more, so the room remained empty. Although no one lived there, Mrs. Qu cleaned it every day, just waiting for her daughter to come back one day.
There are five people at home today, so Xiao Xing and Xiao Yan, father and son, can only live in one room. Su Wanting sleeps with Old Lady Qu, and Su Yi still lives in the attic.
The summer nights at the seaside are very cool. There seems to be a bonfire party on the beach one kilometer away, and laughter blows into the window with the wind.
Suddenly, purple fireworks bloomed in the sky, followed by the second and third fireworks. Two or three seconds later, the sound of the explosion was heard.
Su Yi leaned on the windowsill and watched, supporting her chin with her hands.
Before taking a bath, she casually put the fur ball in the hanging basket. Now it hasn't come down. At this moment, it is swaying from side to side in the wind, and its legs are trembling.
"Yi Yi, come and pick me up." It stretched out its short legs and looked down. Its hind legs trembled again and again, but it didn't dare to jump down. It had to ask for help pitifully.
Su Yi didn't even look back. He stretched out his hand, picked it up and put it in front of him.
"Purple fireworks are the most beautiful, but there are too few of them." Maotuan also imitated her movements, supporting his chin with his two little front paws and tilting his head back.
"Su Xiaoyan said that this kind of fireworks from her store is the most expensive, costing several hundred yuan each, and only rich people can afford them." Su Yi said casually.
Su Xiaoyan is her junior high school classmate, also from a fishing village. Her home is on the beach. She runs a stall selling seafood and various items that tourists need, including fireworks.
Maotuan glanced at her and didn't say anything.
After such a long period of running-in, it has become clear that the big devil is a real devil. His strength is impeccable, but he is a little narrow-minded in some aspects, such as: he is poor.
Mao Tuan had no idea how much living expenses Su Wanting gave to the family every month, and she didn't see Su Yi being curious either, but Old Lady Qu gave her fifty yuan in pocket money every week, and she was a big devil, so she took it without any pressure at all.
Mao Tuan calculated that after deducting transportation costs and stationery, she had about 20 yuan left a week. Other girls would use the money to buy hairpins and earrings, or save up to buy skirts, but she contributed it all to street food stalls.
Love delicious food and beautiful scenery.
The ancients said: Food and sex are human nature.
She is a devil, but she is quite human.
Of course, Mao Tuan only dared to complain about these things in his heart and never dared to say a word more.
Because she has little money, in Su Yi's eyes, those who are richer than her are considered rich. Those who eat pancakes with two eggs count, those who drink yogurt without licking the lid count, those who only use one side of a notebook count, and of course those who can afford to set off fireworks that cost hundreds of dollars are considered rich.
Xiao Yan appeared on the second-floor balcony at some point. Su Yi saw him and asked casually, "Is he rich too?"
Although it was night, she had good eyesight and saw that the mobile phone in the other person's hand was the one that the boys in her class had been discussing all day. It had been on sale for less than a week and cost tens of thousands of yuan. It was not available in small places.
The reason why she had an impression of it was because of the four words "price over ten thousand".
Maotuan looked down and saw Xiao Yan leaning on the balcony railing, seemingly texting someone.
Of course I have money! It thought to itself.
After the plot begins, among all the main and supporting characters, Xiao Yan is the richest, otherwise how could he be the boss of the heroine
But Su Yi didn't care much about the follow-up content. She came to this small world just for entertainment and never thought of asking about the plot.
Mao Tuan didn't tell her for some psychological reasons - mainly because he was afraid that she would be furious if she knew - so she didn't know the situation of the main and supporting characters. She just knew that her role was cannon fodder and her life would be short.
Fearing that the big devil would hate the rich, Mao Tuan considered it and said conservatively, "It's OK."
"Richer than Su Xiaoyan's family?" Su Yi asked again.
Maotuan felt a little stomachache after hearing this.
Yes, compared with other people in the small fishing village, Su Xiaoyu's family is doing well. The food stall is running in full swing and is always full of customers during the peak season. It has also heard her grandmother's loud voice modestly tell others that she only earns a few hundred thousand a year.
Hundreds of thousands a year, in the village and town, can really be considered a big head, but outside, it is hard to get a place. As for S City where the Xiao family is located, hundreds of thousands are not even a drop in the bucket. Xiao Yan's monthly pocket money may be more than that! The two families are simply not comparable.
But he couldn't say it directly, after all, he hadn't forgotten that Sue only made fifty dollars a week! What if he got angry and killed someone for money
So he answered vaguely, "I think so." He sighed a little. Wasn't it too much to make such a great devil so poor
After getting the answer, Su Yi looked Xiao Yan up and down seriously.
She had never looked at him carefully before.
The smell of gunpowder after the fireworks burned out wafted over, mixed with the fishy smell of the sea. The smell was a bit strange. Xiao Yan frowned and prepared to go back to the room. When he turned around, he saw the girl in the attic again.
This time her hair was loose and she was wearing a loose nightgown, which made her skin look whiter and her limbs look slimmer. The fur ball that looked like a rabbit was squatting on her chest.
His cell phone suddenly vibrated. He glanced at it and saw it was a message from a friend asking him when he would return to City S. He replied casually, "In a couple of days." When he looked up again, there was no one by the window.