The villager who was pulled over by the driver to clarify his doubts curled his lips and spoke with disdain towards Ye Linlang.
"You, you seem to be Lao Chen's cousin, right? Do you usually do passenger transportation business? You didn't drive them here just now, did you?"
The driver nodded blankly, not knowing what to say.
The villager gave the driver some earnest advice.
"I advise you to stay away from that evil star. Anyone who comes into contact with Ye Linlang will be in trouble! That has been proven by history! The Song family is a bloody example! Don't accept this guest in the future."
The driver was startled when he heard this, and suddenly felt that the three big red bills in his pocket were a little heavy.
Although it is almost the Chinese New Year, it is still in the mountains, and people would rather break their legs walking on the mountain road than take a van, unless they are going to the city.
These three hundred dollars are almost enough for his weekly salary!
However, the driver did not have any great impression of Ye Linlang, the pretty girl. Instead, he could not help but point at the tall and handsome boy who was generous.
"My fellow villager, if the little disaster you mentioned is that girl, then who is that boy? He doesn't seem to be from our area."
When the villager heard what the driver said, he was also stunned.
Because Jiang Qiran had his back to him, he only noticed Ye Linlang. Although he saw a very tall boy next to Ye Linlang, he did not pay any special attention to him.
Now that the driver asked this, he couldn't help but stare at Jiang Qiran a few more times. The moment Jiang Qiran turned sideways and his face could be seen clearly, the villager couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Sometimes, good looks do have innate advantages. This advantage applies to both men and women, and makes people unable to help but admire them.
"Oh my god! That boy is so handsome! The clothes he wears seem to be nice too. He looks like a city guy. How come he is involved with the little disaster star?"
Seeing that the villagers obviously didn't know Jiang Qiran, the driver immediately lost interest.
"It seems that the boy is very protective of that girl you just mentioned, Linlang. His family seems to be quite wealthy. He just walked a short distance from Meihua Village to here and gave me 300 yuan. He said he would let me pick them up later!!"
When the villagers heard this, they almost dropped their jaws.
Oh my god, three hundred dollars?!
Such a generous gift?!
Just when the villagers were shocked, the driver laughed twice, patted the villager who asked the question on the shoulder, and immediately walked towards the relative's house he wanted to find.
"Okay, I won't say any more. I'm going to go drink with my relatives."
Only the villagers were left standing there in a daze, as dumbfounded as a fool.
Is Ye Linlang hooking up with some rich guy
Or, after Ye Linlang returned to City A and found her biological parents, she really became a phoenix? !
After all, Xiaohuang Village is poor, and three hundred yuan may be enough for some families to prepare a good New Year's Eve dinner and buy two sets of cloth for making clothes.
Just as the villager was stunned, Ye Linlang and Jiang Qiran's figures were gradually moving away and disappeared from his sight.
The thing that puzzled the villagers the most was that some time ago, the village chief, Lao Li, said that someone from City A called and asked about some things in Ye Linlang's past.
And it can be heard from her tone that she was very disdainful of Ye Linlang. At that time, the village chief, Lao Li, even said that a girl like Ye Linlang would not be popular anywhere she went, and was even disliked by her own sister, and her parents didn't like her very much either.
But from what the van driver said, it seemed like Ye Linlang was doing pretty well?!
…
No matter what gossips about her were spread among others, Ye Linlang's concern for this place had faded.
Whether others laughed at her, questioned her as a disaster, or even cursed her, Ye Linlang would occasionally feel a pang in her heart, but most of the time, she was indifferent.
After hearing this for fifteen or sixteen years, anyone would get tired of hearing this kind of talk after such a long time.
She and Jiang Qiran brushed past the thorns on the mountains and walked step by step towards the place where Grandma Song was buried.
The heavy women's four-wheeled suitcase and Jiang Qiran's black mountaineering bag were both placed in the trunk of the van driver.
Jiang Qiran only had his cell phone and wallet left on him, not because he trusted the driver that much.
In fact, if the driver had been greedy for the things in the suitcase and backpack, he would probably have realized what kind of person he had offended.
Jiang Qiran remembered his license plate number. As long as he wanted to find out, he would know the other party's resume from childhood to adulthood, as well as various family networks and work lines. If the other party was greedy for small profits, he would only cause trouble.
…
Jiang Qiran had good hearing, so of course he also heard the villagers pointing fingers at Ye Linlang.
While climbing the mountain, Jiang Qiran couldn't help but ask Ye Linlang a question.
"Linlang, have you ever hated this place?"
Upon hearing this, the smile on Ye Linlang's lips froze.
Her hands shook, and because the mountain road was still a little muddy, she almost stumbled and slipped down. Fortunately, Jiang Qiran grabbed her in time.
Ye Linlang looked at Jiang Qiran gratefully, and then sighed.
"Hatred? Maybe there was some on the day grandma died, but other than that day, there was more resentment. I can't say I was hated. They thought I was a disaster. It was them who were ignorant. I have figured it out."
Jiang Qiran reached out and stroked Ye Linlang's head.
His only wish was to give Ye Linlang more warmth.
In fact, Ye Linlang is like a hedgehog. Others may only see the stubbornness of this girl, but Jiang Qiran can feel that hedgehogs also need to keep warm.
He cared for her, that was all.
…
The tombstone of Grandma Song was covered with a lot of dirt. After all, no one came to clean it. In addition, the north wind had been howling in recent days, and the area in front of the grave was covered with yellow leaves and a few fallen pine cones.
Ye Linlang looked at the tombstone of Grandma Song, and tears suddenly welled up in her eyes as clear as stars.
She half-knelt down and placed the two-colored plum blossom in her hand in front of the tombstone.
"Grandma, I miss you so much. You must be healthy and free from disasters in heaven. If there is an afterlife, I hope we can meet again so that I can honor you."
When Jiang Qiran heard Ye Linlang's innocent words, he felt touched.
He stretched out his hand and wiped the dust off the tombstone bit by bit.
"Grandma, although we have never met, I am very grateful that you raised Linlang. My name is Jiang Qiran, and I want to spend my life with Ye Linlang. I will take good care of her."
The wind whistled in all directions, as if it was the response from grandma in the sky.
(End of this chapter)