Su Qiao shook off his sleeves and stared at him unkindly: "You want to help Cui Hu?"
"I… "
Han Feng was a little hesitant.
It is normal to help a companion when he is in trouble, but Cui Hu is a very evil person and he harms Su Qiao again and again.
Su Qiao poked his chest with her finger: "Think carefully about your heart, do you really want to help him?"
She didn't think that he was really like a softie. He was a kind-hearted person who didn't know how to resist even when being bullied.
Han Feng hesitated.
He really didn't want to, but he was a good man, so he couldn't just stand by and watch someone die, right
"My family has been farmers for five generations. My ancestors were kind people. My grandfather and my father were kind to others all their lives."
"My father taught me since I was young to be a good person and to be true to my conscience, so I... I can't just ignore him."
"… "
Su Qiao looked at this soft-hearted guy and didn't know what to say.
How come she didn't know before that he had this 'nice-to-have' quality
"Fool."
"Look at your appearance and your hands. Your nails are clean and neat, and there is not even a callus on the palm. Do you look like a farmer who digs for food in the fields every day? Do you look like someone who helps your father sell pork every day?"
Han Feng was stunned for a moment, raised his hand, looked at it, and then looked up in confusion: "I... I think they look similar."
As he spoke, he whispered with a little grievance: "Besides, just because I look better, you can't say that I'm not my father's son, and not a farmer, right?"
Su Qiao rolled her eyes and poked his arm: "Like what?"
"How can someone who works in the fields and carries a load every day be as fair as you? How can someone have skin as delicate as yours?"
"Also, your accent is wrong. I've been to your hometown before, and that's not how you speak."
"Wrong accent?"
How is that possible
But when he thought about it carefully, he felt that his mind was a little blank, and many things seemed a little fuzzy when he thought about them carefully.
Han Feng covered his arm that was hurt by the poke, and a hint of confusion appeared in his eyes.
What is going on
"If you don't believe me, you can go ask other people to see if I'm lying to you."
Looking at this big fool who had no idea of his own situation, Su Qiao felt distressed and angry, and felt very disappointed with him.
It's really embarrassing for her to be harmed like this and still look so stupid.
"But they didn't think anything was wrong..." If his accent was wrong, those people would definitely tell when he introduced himself, right
Su Qiao felt powerless.
"Do they look like they care about you? They don't even care if you're normal, okay?"
He was dressed shabbily, his clothes looked like they were picked up from a garbage dump, and no one knew who cut his hair. Even hair that had been chewed by a dog looked better than his.
His face and body were covered in mud and dust, and he was timid. When he spoke, he not only stuttered but also spoke in a small voice, like a soft bun who was easy to bully.
Who would take him seriously
Han Feng's mouth twitched, and he wanted to say something to refute, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only lower his head with a look of grievance.
Su Qiao sighed.
She really couldn't be fierce to a man like this.
"Think carefully about your experiences since childhood. For example, have you ever fallen down, stolen other people's food, or played a prank on your friends when you were a child?"
"What does your grandfather look like? What does your mother look like? Has your mother ever made anything delicious for you? When you were a child, did you receive any special gifts during the Chinese New Year that made you happy?"