In Kyoto, Jiang Qingzhou drove to pick up someone in the afternoon.
It was Jiang Yueying's first time in Kyoto and she was obviously very excited. After getting in the car, she touched this and that, saying whatever she thought of, and her mouth chattered like a cute lark, never letting her mouth rest.
Suddenly, Jiang Yueying hugged the headrest on the driver's seat and leaned over, her face full of gossip: "Little brother, my elder sister said that the last time you went to Brother Huo's house, his family gave you a red envelope of more than 20 million yuan. Did you really donate it all?"
"Donated." Jiang Qingzhou replied with two words without looking away.
"More than 20 million, you are too generous, brother. I would definitely not be willing to part with it."
As soon as Jiang Yueying finished speaking, she was glared at by Aunt Jiang: "Why are you reluctant to give it up? Your brother is doing charity. Besides, the money is not ours. Don't you think it's too hot to hold in your hands?"
"Mom, don't be angry!" Jiang Yueying hurriedly hugged Aunt Jiang's arm, shaking and pampering, "I've never seen so much money before. I definitely agree with any decision that little brother makes. It's great to do good deeds and help so many people. This is a good deed and an honor for our family."
"It doesn't belong to our family. I donated it in the name of the Huo family." Jiang Qingzhou explained. After all, the money was given by the Huo family, and it was still the Huo family's money in the final analysis.
So, he donated the money in the name of the Huo family.
"Did Brother Huo also donate 100 million?"
"Um."
Even though she had heard it from her elder sister before, Jiang Yueying was still dumbfounded when she heard it again. One hundred million! The most money she had ever seen was a dozen of ten thousand, a dozen of ten thousand tied in a black plastic bag. That was the most money she had ever seen.
“Too… too rich!”
Jiang Yueying was so speechless that she kept exclaiming in surprise, but Aunt Jiang's eyes were already red. She had talked to her nephew on the phone several times before and knew that Zhou Zhou planned to donate part of the money to Aunt Jiang's hometown, which was in several valleys under Lianhua Town, far away from the township.
Aunt Jiang's hometown was really poor. There were more than a dozen families in a small valley, and every family was poor. They worked hard in the fields all year round, but in the end they could only barely make enough to feed and clothe one child. If there were many children in the family, they might not even be able to feed and clothe one child.
It is hard to even afford the most basic food and clothing in a family, so you can imagine what kind of life the children there live. Knowing that they cannot even get enough to eat, they certainly cannot wear the best clothes. A piece of clothing will be new for three years, old for three years, and then mended and worn for another three years.
Recalling the difficult memories of decades ago, Aunt Jiang lowered her head and wiped away her tears.
Seeing Aunt Jiang crying, Jiang Yueying was flustered and blamed herself: "Mom, why are you still crying? I won't say anything. From now on, I will shut up and I won't say a word."
"Silly girl, it has nothing to do with you. Mom is just happy!" Aunt Jiang burst into laughter and said happily, "Your brother plans to use part of the money to build a few ravines below Lianhua Town."
"Your brother has thought it through very thoroughly. He plans to build a food processing factory there. Anyone with hands and feet can do it. He will recruit workers from the villagers in the surrounding valleys. This way, the villagers there will have a legitimate and stable job, and they will not leave their hometown to work."
"Your brother is also going to build a school there to teach the children there, especially the girls, so that they can change their fate with knowledge and have a chance to succeed in life."
When Aunt Jiang said this, her face was full of pride, and her back was straighter than usual. She was proud.
Because she has a good nephew.
Aunt Jiang never went to school because she was born in a small mountain village where people could barely get enough food and clothing. Not to mention that she had no money to go to school, even if she had, her family would not let her go.
If Aunt Jiang was a boy, her family might have gritted their teeth and agreed, but Aunt Jiang was a girl.
Generally in relatively remote and impoverished mountain villages, as long as a girl is born, almost every family will give her food to ensure that she does not starve to death, and then just wait to reap the benefits.
After all, when girls grow up, they can help with housework to reduce the burden. When they are older and reach marriageable age, they can also bring in a dowry to the family.
This is what happened to Aunt Jiang at the beginning. Her family asked Uncle Jiang for a dowry of 500 yuan before they were willing to let their daughter get married.
It was because of the unfair treatment she had experienced since childhood that Aunt Jiang became more motivated after leaving that home. She and Uncle Jiang only had two daughters in her life. Uncle Jiang never complained, but smiled and said that daughters were caring and good, and that daughters would be the same when they were raised. It was his blessing to have two daughters.
Aunt Jiang knew that she had not followed the wrong person in her life. Later, the family adopted Zhou Zhou, and Aunt Jiang treated this nephew left behind by her brother-in-law and sister-in-law with all her heart, treating him as her own son.
The three children have been treated equally since childhood, both materially and academically. As long as the old couple can still move and take a breath, their three children have everything that other children have.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten or twenty years passed. The three children in the family have all become successful, especially Zhou Zhou. This child lived up to his family's expectations of him. He was admitted to Peking University and met a noble classmate.
Not only did their whole family benefit from it, but now even the few villages in their hometown have benefited from it.
Having a nephew like this makes her life worth it!
Aunt Jiang's mouth was grinning, her face was flushed with laughter, and she could hear her little daughter's excited tone in her ears, her smile reaching back to her ears.
"Brother, you are so nice! You are so thoughtful." Jiang Yueying looked at him with starry eyes in admiration. "This way, more girls will be able to go to school and change their own destiny. They don't have to be forced by their families to drop out of school to work, nor do they have to be forced by their families to get married in their teens. Oh yeah! That's great! Brother, you are so nice~ Brother, you are awesome~"
Jiang Qingzhou raised his eyes and smiled at the rearview mirror: "It's great that the person who is awesome is not me. The one who actually contributed money and effort is Huo Jinyu."
Jiang Yueying had something to say: "But if there was no little brother, Brother Huo would not have contributed money and effort."
Jiang Qingzhou: "..."
Jiang Yueying was still talking.
"Brother, do Brother Huo's family members like you very much? Yes! They must like you very much, otherwise they wouldn't have given you a meeting gift of more than 20 million the first time you came."
Jiang Qingzhou groaned and said vaguely, "It's okay."
"I also heard from my eldest sister and dad that last time Brother Huo tried to heat milk for you, he ended up setting the kitchen on fire and ended up being hospitalized for more than 20 days! How tragic!"
Jiang Yueying just said whatever she thought of, and Jiang Qingzhou could only cough along.
"Yes, it's pretty miserable."
After hearing her little daughter talk about this, Aunt Jiang finally calmed down and put away the weird thoughts in her mind. She turned to ask Jiang Qingzhou about Huo Jinyu's injury with concern: "How is Xiao Huo recovering? There won't be any scars, right?"
Jiang Qingzhou shook his head: "No. The doctor gave him the best medicine and he has recovered as before."
"That's good, that's good." Aunt Jiang patted her chest and said with peace of mind, "Good people will be rewarded, and good people will be blessed. A good child like Xiao Huo, who is kind-hearted, will surely be blessed with great fortune and live a safe and smooth life."
Jiang Qingzhou drove back to Yuhua Garden and saw with his own eyes the beautiful house that was exactly the same as the one he had seen in the video chat with his elder sister. Jiang Yueying was so happy that she even hopped when she walked.
At the end of the year, the two aunts in the family had already had their holiday on the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month. It was much the same at the supermarket, with employees having their holidays one after another. Now the only ones watching over the store in the supermarket were Uncle Jiang and Jiang Yuehong.
After putting their luggage away, the three of them didn't stay at home for long and went to the supermarket.
This time, they were busy until 10 o'clock in the evening. When closing the shop, Uncle Jiang packed a takeaway from the shop next door, and the family ate it after returning home.
Just after half past ten, Jiang Qingzhou received a call from Huo Jinyu on time.
"—As long as I don't call you first, you will never remember to call me."
On the phone, Huo Jinyu's tangible complaints came into his ears.
Jiang Qingzhou pursed his lips: "I just came back."
"—You just came back today? Why do you come back later and later every day? Um... are you eating?"
On the other end of the phone, Huo Jinyu distinguished the subtle movements and voices in the speaker: "—I seem to hear your aunt's voice, and the voice of Jiang Yueying."
"I told you, Auntie and Yueying came to Kyoto to celebrate the New Year this year. They arrived this afternoon." Jiang Qingzhou drank soup while talking on the phone. After thinking about it, it seemed that no, it seemed that the supermarket was too busy these days and he forgot.
Hearing the sound of Jiang Qingzhou making a phone call, the Jiang family members at the dinner table all stopped talking and ate quietly.
"—You only said they would come, but you didn't say when."
"oh."
"—Come on, you haven't answered me yet. Why are you eating now? What time is it now? Ah!"
Jiang Qingzhou finished the soup in one breath, made a gesture to the Jiang family to show that he was full, then went back to his room with his phone to answer the call.
"Xiao Huo, do you often call Zhou Zhou?"
“They talk on the phone every day.”
Uncle Jiang answered Aunt Jiang's words with a smile, took a big gulp of rice, and said, "Xiao Huo and Zhou Zhou have a good relationship. Every night before Zhou Zhou goes to bed, Xiao Huo will call over, and the two will chat for a while."
Aunt Jiang nodded hesitantly, and was a little absent-minded while eating. Jiang Yuehong beside her tilted her head and whispered to Aunt Jiang, "Mom, don't think too much. Zhou Zhou and Xiao Huo are just getting along better. Come to my room later, and I'll show you something and you'll understand."
Having said that, Aunt Jiang was still worried. She ate something and went to her eldest daughter's room. Jiang Yueying, the little tail, also followed her.
Jiang Yuehong did not pretend to be mysterious. She took out all the jewellery from the bedside table, opened them all and piled them on the bed. The glittering colours of the jewellery almost made the mother and daughter who followed in pop out of their eyes.
"Zhou Zhou said that these jewelries were bought by Xiao Huo for the girl he liked... Mom, look... This girl is the one Xiao Huo likes. Her name is Song Yan. It is said that her family background is similar to Xiao Huo's. Moreover, this girl is Xiao Huo's childhood sweetheart, although this girl doesn't like Xiao Huo."
As Jiang Yuehong spoke, she took out her cell phone, opened the album, found a photo, and showed it to Aunt Jiang.
This photo was taken when she took some time to visit Peking University. In fact, she went there with the intention of finding out something. She wanted to know whether what her brother said that day was true or false.
After going to Peking University, I just asked around and found that my brother was still too subtle in comparison. Xiao Huo had liked that girl for a long time, but the girl didn't like Xiao Huo.
She was wandering around Kyoto University alone and came across a club called "Bai Xiao Society" and saw many rankings.
On one of the beauty lists, she saw this business card with the words "Song Yan" next to it, and without thinking too much, she took a picture of it.
Aunt Jiang stared at her phone and saw a very pretty and quiet girl wearing a blue dress on the screen.
"Xiao Huo has been giving Song Yan all kinds of gifts since junior high school, and he is very high-profile. But Song Yan doesn't like Xiao Huo, and she has never accepted anything Xiao Huo gave her."
"When they were in college, Xiao Huo and Zhou Zhou happened to be in the same class and sat at the same table. Later, Xiao Huo gave away these jewellery items but Song Yan refused to accept them, so Xiao Huo casually threw them to Zhou Zhou."
"Zhou Zhou also planned to list all these jewellery on a second-hand platform, sell them for cash and return them to Xiao Huo. The last time Xiao Huo came to live at home, he saw that Zhou Zhou still had these jewellery, so he told Zhou Zhou not to sell them, and then he gave all these jewellery to me."
The mother and daughter, who were listening to the story with great interest, did not expect the storyteller to make a sudden unexpected turn, and they both exclaimed in surprise.
Jiang Yuehong sighed: "I said I didn't want it, but Xiao Huo got angry. He said if I didn't want it, just throw it away."
Mother and daughter again!
They stared at each other in shock.
"Xiao Huo really keeps his word. He immediately called my aunt in and told her to throw away the jewelry. I was so scared that I quickly hugged the jewelry and said I wanted it. Then I quickly moved all the jewelry to my room."
Recalling that day, Jiang Yuehong was still frightened. The young master of a wealthy family was really rich. He donated one hundred million without blinking an eye and threw away so many valuable jewellery without any attachment.
"Actually, to be honest, Mom... I thought the same thing as you at first, but when I saw these jewels, and I went to Beijing University to inquire, Xiao Huo did like Song Yan. His feelings for Zhou Zhou should be just ordinary, like between brothers."
"After all, our Zhou Zhou is good-looking and lovable. Who wouldn't feel sorry for him? Xiao Huo will like him. If they like him, it's no big deal to take special care of him."
After listening to the whispers, Jiang Yueying said "oh" and understood: "So... Mom, you suspect that Brother Huo likes Little Brother?"
"That's not true. Don't talk nonsense." Aunt Jiang patted her younger daughter. After hearing what her elder daughter said, her anxious heart finally settled down.
"What nonsense are you talking about? If my brother can really find a big brother like Brother Huo who is good, responsible and gentle, there is nothing wrong with that... Mom? Why did you hit me?"
Jiang Yueying hid behind Jiang Yueying with her head in her arms, and said aggrievedly: "That's right, I don't want my brother to smile at other girls with a gentle and affectionate face in the future, I will be jealous. My brother is only suitable to be held in the palm of someone's hand and pampered, only in this way will my position not be shaken, and I will still be the sister that my brother cares about the most, so I won't be jealous."
"You little girl!" Aunt Jiang scolded, "You are so old, but you are jealous of your sister-in-law."
"What little sister-in-law? There's not even a hint of fate yet." Jiang Yueying turned her head and snorted, "Maybe tomorrow a handsome guy will come and woo me."
Aunt Jiang glared at her little daughter angrily: "Your little brother is a boy, and he will definitely get married in the future. Our family has invited three old gods to protect the house. Don't talk nonsense, do you know that?"
Jiang Yueying curled her lips and said, "I'm just saying it, it's not that effective."
-cough!!!
I can only say that there are some things that cannot be said.
On the 29th, the supermarket welcomed an unexpected guest.
Tong Jiuchen was wearing an extremely flashy pink sequined suit with a gorgeous rose pinned on his chest. He was surrounded by four burly bodyguards in black.
"My little beauty, are you surprised to see me~~~"
**Yang's voice can be heard clearly even from ten meters away.
There was no surprise, but there was shock. Jiang Qingzhou held his forehead for a second, wishing he had a pair of wings behind him so he could fly into the sky, or burrow underground or become invisible.
Anyway, as long as he disappears, it will be fine.
“Look! My handsome face, isn’t it still the same as before… No no no! Have I become even more handsome—”
Tong Jiuchen moved his face closer to his, wanting to show Jiang Qingzhou his handsome face in 360 degrees. Jiang Qingzhou was speechless and stepped back, keeping a distance between himself and Tong Jiuchen.
By the way, he gave Tong Jiuchen a soul-searching question from the bottom of his heart: "Haven't you been beaten enough?"
Tong Jiuchen's handsome face was gloomy for a moment, but he immediately put on his previous playboy smile that attracted many women. He opened his arms and motioned Jiang Qingzhou to look at the four black-clad bodyguards behind him. There was an obvious threat and hint in his expression.
The necessary deterrent measures should be put on the table first.
Then, Tong Jiuchen slightly bent down, performed a gentlemanly salute, and gracefully handed the fiery red rose on the front of his lapel to Jiang Qingzhou.
He said politely, "I rushed all the way to you right after I got off the plane. My little beauty, can you please do me the honor of having dinner with me today?"
As soon as Tong Jiuchen finished speaking, a cold voice came from the supermarket—
“No reward.”
Several sturdy figures rushed out of the supermarket and formed a semi-encirclement around Tong Jiuchen and the four black-clad bodyguards. The leader, Hai Shengjun, had a furious look on his face.
Uncle Jiang, who came out right behind him, pulled Jiang Qingzhou behind him with a nervous look on his face, and asked in a low voice: "Zhou Zhou, what's going on? Who is this person?"
"Uncle, his name is Tong Jiuchen, he's also a student at Peking University, and he and I have some... conflicts." Jiang Qingzhou explained vaguely.
"Celebrating a holiday?" Uncle Jiang glanced at the rose in his hand. It didn't look like he was celebrating a holiday. Instead, "Zhou Zhou, I just heard him ask you to dinner. Is he... is he..."
Jiang Qingzhou nodded slightly: "Uncle, Tong Jiuchen has a deep feud with the Huo family, and Huo Jinyu and he are sworn enemies. Huo Jinyu and I are close, so he naturally wants to pull me over to make Huo Jinyu unhappy."
"Ah..." Uncle Jiang nodded blankly. After a moment of trance, he suddenly shook his head and waved his hands, saying, "No! Xiao Huo is so good to our family. Zhou Zhou, you can't go out to eat with him."
"Don't worry, uncle." Jiang Qingzhou said, "I won't pay any attention to him."
Uncle Jiang pulled his nephew back and hid him behind a large milk truck nearby.
Here, Tong Jiuchen's face changed suddenly after seeing Hai Shengjun, and then changed several times in a row. He originally thought that he would be able to date the beauty today, but he never expected that he would be at a disadvantage again. Huo Xiaosi actually had people planted here.
Are you sick? The ghost is still there!
Of course, you can lose the battle but not the battle. Tong Jiuchen sneered at Hai Shengjun who was standing in front of him, "Hey! Who was that? It turned out to be the dogs raised by Huo Xiaosi—"
Hai Shengjun shouted at Tong Jiuchen in a sonorous voice: "Mr. Tong! I have just reported your coming here to the Fourth Master."
Tong Jiuchen immediately said "huh" with disdain, pinned the unsent rose back, and said proudly: "Come here! Am I afraid of Huo Xiaosi?! Last time he beat me up and put me in the hospital for a month, and I haven't settled the score with him yet! This time, let's settle the score all at once."
After saying that, Tong Jiuchen lowered his head and gave an order to the black-clad bodyguard beside him.
Jiang Qingzhou, who saw this scene from behind, suddenly cried out that it was not good. Tong Jiuchen must be up to something bad again. No! This matter cannot be allowed to continue to ferment.
If Huo Jinyu arrived, the two would definitely start fighting without saying a word.
It's New Year's Day, and Jiang Qingzhou doesn't want Huo Jinyu to go into the small dark room again.
Besides, the two gangs fought without mercy, and if Huo Jinyu got hurt accidentally, he would definitely feel bad.
He retreated backwards without leaving a trace, using the height of the truck to perfectly cover himself, and Jiang Qingzhou dialed the number -
“110” emergency call number.
Just after calling the police, Jiang Qingzhou met three pairs of eyes and quickly said "hush".
Jiang Yueying lowered her voice and whispered to Jiang Qingzhou: "Brother, did you just call the police?"
Jiang Yuehong also asked in a low voice: "Zhou Zhou, is this person the one that Xiao Huo mentioned last time who had a facial injury... and crawled to South Korea for plastic surgery?"
Aunt Jiang also glared at her little daughter and said, "I told you not to talk nonsense at home yesterday."
Jiang Yueying: “…” Innocent, being framed.
God knows! She really just said it casually last night, without thinking, but she didn't know that a playboy would come over today, and he seemed to want to invite her brother out for dinner.
…
Because the two parties who had agreed to fight had not yet arrived, the fight had not yet started.
Then-
In less than five minutes, the sound of police car sirens rang out from far away. A moment later, a dozen uniformed police officers appeared between the two groups of people who seemed to be about to fight.
Hai Shengjun: "…" What happened? Who called the police
Tong Jiuchen: “…” That bastard called the police.