I am a rich second generation!

Chapter 227 I Support Her

The wind was blowing very densely, the dead grass on the dam was rustling, the gurgling river flowed into everyone's ears along with the sound of the wind, and the occasional solitary unknown bird flew by, which finally gave this severe winter a little more vitality.

If Gu Cheng wasn't here today, with Song Qingwei's small body alone, it would probably take several hours to complete the work of burying dung and raising the fields.

But because of the participation of six tall and strong laborers, this little work is nothing, and it was completed in less than half an hour.

"thanks."

Song Qingwei put away the shoulder pole, with fine beads of sweat on her forehead, with a timid and hesitant look on her face, she cautiously thanked the bodyguards in a low voice.

At this time, these bodyguards could guess her relationship with Gu Cheng even if they were fools, they shook their heads quickly and dared not accept her thanks.

Gu Cheng squatted on the ridge of the field, biting half of the dry yellow dry meat in his mouth, and stared ahead boredly. In just half an hour, he heard Song Qingwei thanking his bodyguard no less than a dozen times.

It seems that in her world, she never understands what it means to be profitable.

As long as someone helps her, she always repays in her own way, but she has nothing, she can only repeat thank you over and over again.

Even if she understood that Gu Cheng would definitely reward them after returning home, she would never feel that other people's help was granted.

After half an hour, Joey also came back, staring at Song Qingwei undisguisedly, and said softly: "I still say that, you are not worthy of her."

Hearing the words, Gu Cheng turned his head and glanced at her, spat out the withered grass in his mouth with a "pooh", and said with a smile: "You are right.

I can only blame her for being unlucky. She met me. I hope her luck will be better in her next life. "

Then he stood up and said in his impatient tone towards Song Qingwei: "Are you done with your work? Hurry up and leave when you're done, you're starving to death!"

"Oh! Good."

Hearing Gu Cheng's urging, Xiao Jieba, who was carefully putting the pole on his shoulder, quickly speeded up and walked up to Tianba.

I don't know what I thought of, but the little stammer who walked up to Tianba stood there motionless.
"Why are you whimpering? Want to starve me to death?"

Shocked by Gu Cheng's sudden impatience, Song Qingwei turned her head with the same aggrieved look, slowly put down the pole, and said softly, "Wait for me."

After speaking, he quickened his pace, ran to the river, and washed his hands with the cold river water. His hands, which were not so smooth, turned red after a while.

Standing on the dam, Gu Cheng watched her back without urging her, but motioned for the bodyguards to pick up the pole and the excrement bucket and go first, while he quietly stood aside and waited.

Half a minute later, while drying her hands, Song Qingwei quickened her pace and stood in front of Gu Cheng, unzipped her winter coat, took out a tightly tied transparent plastic bag and handed it to Gu Cheng.

"Give."

"what?"

Looking at her suspiciously, Gu Cheng took it without any hesitation.

After all, she had been covering her in her arms all the time, and a warm feeling came from her hands.

"It's Ci. Ciba."

"Cookies?"

Opening the plastic bag, Gu Cheng sniffed it close to his head, and a scent of glutinous rice rushed to the tip of his nose.

"Not dirty."

Seeing Gu Cheng's movements, Song Qingwei hastily explained.

Seeing the flustered expression on her face, Gu Cheng was slightly taken aback.
The reason why this stupid thing just stood there thinking for a long time, and then ran to wash his hands was because he was afraid that he would feel dirty.
When I said I was hungry, I just found any reason to urge her, and only a fool would take it seriously.

After taking a bite, a faint sweetness spreads in the mouth, but it can't be called delicious.

Seeing this idiot staring at him with his head up, Gu Cheng complained every day: "What the hell? It's sticky, it's sticky." But after finishing speaking, he took another big bite.

Song Qingwei's heart trembled subconsciously when she heard Gu Cheng say that it was not tasty, but seeing Gu Cheng take a bite after another, a shallow smile appeared at the corner of his chapped mouth, which was clearer than the river beside him.

"Laughing fart?"

"Can this little food satisfy your hunger? Hurry up and go back to cook!"

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but grab her hand that was red from the cold, and stuffed it into his coat pocket.

This time Song Qingwei didn't resist, and tried to keep up with Gu Cheng's pace with her short legs.

Joy followed behind the two of them without saying a word.
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Ten minutes later, Song Qingwei brought Gu Cheng and Qiao Yiren to her house.

The surroundings were bare, and only a little girl was sitting at the door squatting on a ponytail. When she saw Song Qingwei came back, the little girl jumped up happily and shouted into the room: "Old man, sister is back."

After finishing speaking, he quickly ran towards Song Qingwei.

Although the little girl was very courageous, she was a bit skeptical. She only dared to look at it from a distance of a few meters, and did not dare to go forward.

"This is your sister?"

"Well, her name is Song Song Qingxue."

"Your father is quite good at naming things."

After finishing speaking, he waved to the little girl and said, "Come here, call brother-in-law to listen."

"Brother-in-law?"

Xiao Qingxue looked at Gu Cheng suspiciously.

Song Qingwei, who had never voluntarily spoken all this time, came out of her dialect in a hurry, and even cured her stuttering: "Don't talk nonsense."

While talking, a lame man with only one arm walked to the gate of the courtyard with a cane. The two scars on his face looked extremely hideous.

The man didn't speak, just leaned on the door rail and stared at Gu Cheng quietly.

Obviously, he heard what Gu Cheng said just now.

Song Qingwei also noticed that her old man came out, maybe she was afraid that her old man's face would scare Gu Cheng, so she quickly introduced: "This old man is my classmate. His name is Gu. Gu."

After thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't figure out why, and almost suffocated her.

"My name is Gu Cheng, my stuttering classmate."

In the end, it was Gu Cheng who introduced himself generously, and didn't even call Song Qingwei by name, but called Xiao Jieba directly.

Song Qiao twitched slightly when he heard Gu Cheng call his daughter a stutterer, and the scar on the knife trembled like two centipedes. No wonder the aunt said Song Qiao was fierce when he first entered the village. Scared, but not including Gu Cheng.
Not to mention that Song Qiao's appearance doesn't have the slightest fighting power, even if he really has, the six bodyguards behind him can't protect him?
"Come in and sit down."

Unexpectedly, although Song Qiao had a fierce face, his voice was very gentle, not at all like a farmer.

The yard of Song Qingwei's house is very clean, and a small vegetable garden has been cultivated. Gu Cheng asked the bodyguards to stand by the door, while he walked into the yard openly.

After returning home, Song Qingwei no longer felt restrained. She put the dung bucket on the shoulder pole neatly aside, and stammered to everyone: "I'll cook."

The Joys couldn't stand this kind of embarrassing scene, or maybe it was because of the higher affinity of girls, they took Xiao Qingxue's hand and walked into the kitchen with Xiao stammer to help.

The setting sun was setting, and the courtyard was filled with golden rays of light.

Song Qiao first moved a stool for himself, then pointed to the bamboo chair next to him with his crutches and asked, "Sit?"

Facing this future old Mount Tai, Gu Cheng was not at all restrained. He sat down on the bamboo chair and made a creaking sound, then took out the cigarette in his pocket, handed it to Song Qiao and said, "Calling uncle, you should be fine with Old Taishan." Question? Smoke one?"

First, he tricked his youngest daughter into calling her brother-in-law, and now he just calls himself Old Taishan.
Song Qiao's face trembled, and the corners of his eyebrows twitched non-stop, but he didn't have a seizure, but took Gu Cheng's cigarette.

After lighting it for Song Qiao, it seemed that he had never smoked such a good cigarette. After tasting it for a long time, he slowly exhaled a shallow column of smoke.

"Are you Qingwei's boss?"

Just as he lit a cigarette for himself, Gu Cheng nodded when he heard Song Qiao's question: "That's right."

Hearing Gu Cheng's calm answer, Song Qiao hesitated for a few seconds before slowly saying, "Thank you."

A salary of 320 yuan a day is a high salary in a big city, let alone in this remote and impoverished county. Although Gu Cheng helped Song Qingwei alone, he actually helped her whole family.

"Thank you? You are all a family, you are welcome, Lao Taishan."

Song Qiao: "."

The two were sitting in the yard smoking a cigarette, and the roof of the kitchen was also steamed up. Gu Cheng glanced at it, then turned to Song Qiao and said, "After the Chinese New Year, I'll have your house refurbished and changed to a new building. The money spent will be deducted from the bride price, how can people live in this house?"

"No, I won't hand Qingwei over to you."

But Gu Cheng didn't seem to hear Song Qiao's words, and continued to say: "When the time comes, Xiao Qingxue and Xiao Jie will live upstairs, and Lao Taishan, you can live downstairs if your legs and feet are inconvenient.

As for Xiaoqingxue, let her study with you now, and when Xiaojieba graduates and works, she will be taken to study in an outside city. "

"I said I wouldn't hand Qingwei over to you, did you hear that?"

"I heard you, you don't have to repeat it.

I'm not here to discuss with you, I'm here to inform you. "

Song Qiao: "???"

Song Qiao's face had two interlaced scars and a question mark on one end.

Why does this young man speak like a bully?Just like the old society where landlords forcibly took concubines.
Gu Cheng turned his head and glanced at him, took out his mobile phone, and read according to the information on it: "Song Qiao, born in 1971, was born in Silihe Village, Pingshan County, Jiudu City, Tianfu Province. I was sentenced to 2008 years in prison, because of good behavior, I was released from prison early in 7, I had a wife who went out to work in 2015, and has not returned so far, after I was released from prison, I appealed 2010 times, all of which were rejected, right?"

This document was obtained by Gu Cheng from Pingshan County Secretary Lin Yang an hour ago.

Song Qiao listened to Gu Cheng read the materials, his face was gloomy, and he didn't say a word.

Gu Cheng didn't care about his gloomy face, and continued to say to himself: "After the new year, I will send a lawyer to help you sue again, so don't make it look like all rich people are bad people. "

"I understand what you're thinking, old Taishan. Aren't you afraid that little stammer will follow me and be wronged? Do you think rich people don't have any good things?"

"Let's not talk about being wronged or not, just relying on your current appearance, and you still have a criminal record, if Xiao Jieba and Xiao Qingxue want to pass the public examination in the future, let's just say, You can't be too selfish. Of course it doesn't matter if you are quite old, but you have to think about them, right?
And now that your whole family is raising Xiaoba alone, what right do you have to obstruct her life?Just because of you, an old man who didn't help her much, but was a burden everywhere?

Don't tell me that you gave birth to her. You can tell others about this kind of moral kidnapping of a fool, but it's useless to tell me. "

Gu Cheng said these words with anger.

Obviously only 18 years old, when most of her peers were enjoying their last youth, Song Qingwei was reluctant to drink a cold drink worth a few dollars at school.

Before I met Gu Cheng, I had to take out the full scholarship from Jinda University to subsidize my family. I ate steamed buns with tap water in school, and now I have to carry more than 100 catties in winter when it is several degrees below zero. The dung water is used to raise the fields.

If Song Qiao was a normal father, Gu Cheng would definitely not have this attitude.

But alas, he is not.

Song Qiao, who was originally gloomy and full of anger, was stunned after hearing Gu Cheng's words.
Every word of Gu Cheng is very heartbreaking
And it's deep.

Knowing to appeal again after being released from prison shows that he is a bit educated, but it is precisely because of a bit of culture that he cannot refute at all
Seeing Song Qiao's silent expression, Gu Cheng didn't continue, but moved the bamboo chair to the side, grabbed Song Qiao's shoulders and smiled, "Don't take what you said just now, Lao Taishan, too. , You feel sorry for Xiaojieba and you are afraid that she will be bullied, and I also feel sorry for her for suffering for so many years.

And if you think about it, what harm can there be if Xiao stammers with me?
With her naive appearance, where can she not be bullied?But I can guarantee you from Lao Taishan that as long as I am here, no one will be able to bully her in the future. You, an old man, can't support her, so I will support her! "

After Gu Cheng finished speaking, he heard a ding-dong sound behind him, and then subconsciously looked back
As soon as he turned his head, he saw Xiaojieba standing under the eaves with a blushing face, and saw the eyes of the old man and Gu Cheng sweeping over, looking at a loss.

"Where did you go to learn the bad habit? You still come here to eavesdrop on people's speech? Go cook your meal."

Hearing Gu Cheng's familiar scolding, Xiao stammered and nodded his head quickly: "I know."

Then quickly ran back to the kitchen.

Looking at his daughter's appearance, Song Qiao could only sigh helplessly in his heart.
Although there is still no way to accept Gu Cheng, Gu Cheng is right in saying that he has no right to hinder her life
Gu Cheng didn't intend for Song Qiao to accept him once. After all, Song Qingwei is only 18 years old now, and there is still a long time in the future. He is just here to express his attitude to this future old Taishan. It doesn't matter whether this old Taishan accepts him or not.

Thinking of this, Gu Cheng patted his clothes and stood up and said, "I came here in a hurry today, I didn't bring anything, and tomorrow I will send a batch of New Year's goods over.

In addition, I will cover Xiao Qingxue and your living expenses in the future. If you are willing to go to a big hospital for treatment, I will have someone pick you and Xiao Qingxue to Jinling after the Chinese New Year, and I will also accompany Xiao Jieba by the way.If you don't want to, forget it.

I didn't intend to hide this matter from Little Stutter, Lao Taishan, you take the time to chat with her.It's not that I want her to think of me, but because of her naive personality, if she knows that you are not doing well, then the school will appoint you to make steamed buns with boiled water, no matter how much you scold me. "

After speaking, he walked towards the low kitchen.

Song Qiao sat on the small bench, wondering what he was thinking.
Soon, there was another scolding sound from the kitchen: "Add so much chili, you're going to kill me! Put less!"

"I got it, you... don't shout."

(End of this chapter)