Blackening starts from the golden years

Chapter 295 Cute Green Tea Girl

Outside the local restaurant.

"elder brother."

Seeing Yang Guang, Song Xiaoyu smiled happily and said:
"My mother made pork rib soup and asked me to bring it to you."

With that said, she handed the thermos bucket in her hand to Yang Guang. Taking the thermos bucket from her hand, Yang Guang smiled and said:
"Oh, stop messing around. The food has just been served. Why don't you go in and join us?"

"No, I've eaten everything."

Song Xiaoyu stood in front of Yang Guang, looking at him with a pair of beautiful and smart eyes, and said with a playful smile:
"I'll bring you some soup."

"Okay, um, how's the new job you found going?"

Yang Guang asked with concern. Looking at the pretty Song Xiaoyu in front of him, his heart was filled with love and protective desire.

"I, I resigned again."

Song Xiaoyu said a little embarrassedly.

"Resigned again?"

Looking at Song Xiaoyu, Yang Guang quickly asked with concern:
"What's wrong? Is it hard to do it?"

"No, I plan to apply for a job at a big company next time. The staff in big companies are of high quality and the working environment is good."

Song Xiaoyu explained with a smile.

"Yes, it's really hard to find a good job now, but it's okay. Don't be too anxious, just take your time and look for it."

"Ah."

"How is your mother's headache? Have you finished taking the medicine? I will buy it for her after taking the medicine."

"My mother is fine. She just keeps talking about you."

Song Xiaoyu smiled sweetly and said.

Looking at her, Yang Guang smiled sheepishly:

"I've been a little busy recently. I was going to see her after get off work, but I met a difficult owner and was delayed. After two days, I went to see her at home."

"Row."

Looking at Song Xiaoyu, Yang Guang smiled and said:

"By the way, I'll transfer some money to you later, and you can help me buy some supplements for your mother. Then don't you have to apply for a job? You have to dress nicely and buy some more clothes."

"No, brother, you paid for my four years of college, helped my family pay off debts, and paid my mother's living expenses every month. I can't ask for your money anymore."

Song Xiaoyu looked at Yang Guang and said sensibly.

"Hey, what are you talking about? Then I am working so hard to make money, isn't it just to support you?"

Yang Guang smiled and said that he would do anything willingly for Song Xiaoyu and her mother.

"Okay, thank you, brother. I'll go back first. Bye."

"Bye, be safe on the road."

"Ah."

After waving goodbye to Yang Guang, Song Xiaoyu turned around and left. She had just graduated from college, she was young, beautiful and fashionably dressed. On the other hand, Yang Guang was an ordinary migrant worker, and he was middle-aged. He had to do dirty work all day long and was dirty all over his body. Therefore, Song Xiaoyu only He treats him as an older brother, not as his boyfriend or future husband.

She likes rich people and has no regard for Yang Guang's identity as an ordinary migrant worker. She will only regard him as her brother and keep picking off his body until she finds a rich boyfriend.

Her mother really liked Yang Guang and wanted her to marry him as his wife. On the one hand, she wanted to repay her kindness, and on the other hand, she felt that Yang Guang was a very kind person and would definitely bring happiness to her daughter in the future.

It's a pity that Song Xiaoyu is unwilling to marry a migrant worker, which is actually normal. Who would really want a young and beautiful female college student to marry a middle-aged migrant worker who is much older than herself?

Moreover, Song Xiaoyu knew very well that Yang Guang was a good person who took everything on himself. Such a person would not have any great future in his life. This was indeed the case. Yang Guang was so kind. He not only helped their family , he also helped his co-workers, and it was the kind of help that had no bottom line, which resulted in him still being a pauper with no assets. Song Xiaoyu thought that he was a good person, and she was a bad woman who liked money very much, so , she is not worthy of Yang Guang.

……

On the other side, Chen Xi’s parents’ home.

After dinner, Chen Xi wanted to go back to her apartment. Father Chen sent her out and said with a smile:

"Your mother is just like a child. You know that. Her emotions and sorrows are all written on her face. Please bear with her."

"It's you who always take care of her."

Chen Xi said helplessly. Father Chen smiled, handed her a car key and said with a smile:

"Drive my car. Although my car is big and stupid, it is safe. How about I ask the driver to take you back?"

"No, no, I can just drive it myself."

"Row."

Father Chen smiled and said:
"In the refrigerator in the car, there are desserts that your mother bought specially for you. I know that you have liked to eat sweets when you were unhappy since you were a child. If you are unhappy at work, take a few bites to adjust. If you like this job, , just stick to it, do it well, and if you don’t like it anymore, then come home, okay?”

"Well, I understand, let's go."

"Well, please be safe on the road."

"it is good."

……

At nine o'clock in the evening, in Song Xiaoyu's room.

Standing in front of the floor-length mirror, Song Xiaoyu looked happily at the new clothes she was wearing. Yang Guang transferred 2,000 yuan to her and asked her to buy some new clothes. She added 700 yuan herself, and spent a total of 2,700 yuan on a strapless suspender dress. She loved beauty. Everyone has a heart. Although the family is very poor and still owes hundreds of thousands of foreign debts, isn't there Yang Guang?
Looking at her daughter, Song’s mother frowned slightly and said very unhappily:

"Just this skirt and this little fabric cost more than two thousand yuan?"

"Two thousand seven, two thousand was given by my brother, and the other seven hundred was paid for by myself."

Song Xiaoyu smiled and said, she looked at herself in the mirror and felt very satisfied. She was so young and beautiful, she would definitely be able to find a rich boyfriend.

Mother Song helped her put away the skirt she had changed into, frowning and saying:

"Xiao Yu, why did you buy such an expensive dress? Your father still has hundreds of thousands to pay for medical treatment and end the famine. Yang Guang just helped you finish college and has to pay off the debt. He is exhausted every day and becomes disgraced. I won’t make much money from the project, so can’t you be considerate of him?”

"Mom~~"

Looking at his mother, Song Xiaoyu said:
"I know that my family is in trouble, and my brother works very hard every day. So I will dress nicer, and then find a good job and join a big company. Then won't I be able to pay off the debt with my brother?"

"As long as you have this heart."

Mother Song frowned and said:

"Xiaoyu, let me tell you, from now on, everything in the family will be his business as well as yours. You have to be more considerate of him. The couple must support each other so that they can live a good life."

"Mom, why are you talking about this again?"

Song Xiaoyu suddenly said unhappy:

"How many times have I told you that Yang Guang is my brother and we are brother and sister. Why are we just a couple?"

Looking at Song Xiaoyu who looked unhappy, Song’s mother said directly:

"He was adopted by us and has no blood relationship with you. What kind of brother and sister are you?"

"What happened to the adopted one? He is my brother, my biological brother. I don't want to marry him."

"If you don't plan to marry Yang Guang, then what do you mean by asking him for money every day?"

"The eldest brother is the father, and Yang Guang is my brother. Then my father is gone and I have no money. If I don't ask him for money, who should I ask for it?"

Needless to say, what Song Xiaoyu said still made some sense. Mother Song was stunned. In her traditional concept, it was indeed the old-school idea of ​​having the eldest brother as the father. The reason why she wanted her biological daughter to be A large part of the reason why I married my adopted son was because I felt sorry for Yang Guang. For the sake of this family, he was so old and still not married. He had no house, no car, no savings, and he was doing dirty and tiring work. What girl would want to marry? Give it to him?

If Yang Guang hadn't been kind to their family, she wouldn't be willing to marry her biological daughter to a middle-aged migrant worker like him.

Looking at his mother, Song Xiaoyu said:
"Mom, don't worry. When I have money in the future, I will definitely repay my brother's kindness. He takes care of me now, and I will take care of him in the future."

"Just you?"

Mother Song couldn't help but rolled her eyes and said angrily:

"You can't even support yourself, and you still want to repay your brother?"

"Mom, why do you look down on people? Then I'm so beautiful. Isn't it easy to find a good job and make money?"

Looking at his mother, Song Xiaoyu turned around in front of her and smiled:
"Mom, please help me see if I look fashionable in this dress?"

"Foreign style, my Xiaoyu looks fashionable in everything she wears."

Looking at her daughter, Song’s mother smiled and said:

"Uncle Tang next door often tells me, oh, look at how your Xiaoyu looks and behaves, it doesn't look like she came from a contractor's family."

"Contractor?"

Hearing the words "contractor", Song Xiaoyu's good mood suddenly disappeared. She said angrily:
"Contractor, contractor, contractor, we say contractor every day."

"That's right. Isn't our family just the contractor's family?"

Looking at the angry Song Xiaoyu, Song’s mother smiled slightly and said:

"Your father is a foreman, and your brother Yang Guang is also a foreman. Isn't it good that the son inherits his father's business?"

"What's so good? How much can a small contractor earn in a year?"

With that said, Song Xiaoyu picked up her bag and prepared to go out:

"I'm going to go play with Lulu for a while, you go to bed first."

"Pull that dress up a little more and come back before ten o'clock in the evening."

"understood."

……

Outside the old alley.

Song Xiaoyu got into a taxi. She looked at the driver in the front row and said:

"Master, please go to the Cross-Border Bar, thank you."

"okay."

The driver agreed. As he drove towards the cross-border bar, he glanced at the young, beautiful and well-dressed Song Xiaoyu through the rearview mirror. He secretly thought to himself, I wonder how such a beautiful girl will be cheap tonight. Rich pig.

"Master, red light!"

Song Xiaoyu was frightened and exclaimed. She had no idea what the driver was thinking, and he went straight through the red light. Seeing a blue sports car hit directly from the direction of the car's wing, Song Xiaoyu screamed loudly in fright.

"Ah~~"

"Fuck!"

The taxi driver was stunned. He was just looking at Song Xiaoyu and didn't even notice the red light.

squeak~~
Bang~~
The scraping and smack of tires gripping the road. "What's going on?"

In the sports car, Yuan Xudong was a little confused. Looking at the taxi that was hit in front of him, he was glad that he hadn't driven too fast. Otherwise, the scene would have been very tragic.

It's not serious, but I don't know if anyone was injured. Yuan Xudong quickly opened the door and got out of the car, and went to check if the people in the taxi were injured. At this time, the taxi driver opened the door and walked out of the car. Looking at Yuan Xudong's damaged sports car, he murmured:

"It's really over now."

Seeing that others were fine, Yuan Xudong went directly to see the passengers in the taxi.

"Miss, are you okay?"

……

Song Xiaoyu was sitting in the back seat of the taxi. She felt her arms and legs hurt. She raised her eyes and looked at the young man who came up to ask. She cried with tears in her eyes:
"I, my arm hurts so much, ugh~~"

"Don't cry. I'm calling an ambulance. Apart from your arm, do you have any pain anywhere else?"

"My legs, my legs hurt so much, wuwu~~"

……

hospital.

Yuan Xudong stood in the corridor outside the ward and talked to Gu Moli on the phone:

"Hey, Jasmine, I'm sorry, I can't go to the Cross-Border Bar tonight. Something happened."

"Okay, let's make an appointment another day, um, bye."

Yuan Xudong hung up the phone, turned around and walked into the ward behind him.

……

On the other side, Cross the Boundary Bar.

A young girl said into the mobile phone:
"Xiaoyu, where have you been?"

"What, you were in a car accident?!"

"Okay, I understand, don't worry, I'll take care of it."

"Yeah, I know."

……

Bar counter.

Looking at Gu Moli, Shen Liuliu smiled and said:
"What, you were let go?"

"No, Mr. Yuan said something happened to him. Let's make an appointment another day."

Gu Moli smiled.

"is it?"

Looking at Gu Moli, Shen Liuliu suppressed a bad smile and said:
"Gu Moli, tell me the truth. You asked me to cover for you and Zhu Jincao. You said you stayed at my place last night. Then what on earth were you doing last night?"

"I won't tell you."

"Speak quickly, or I will go to Zhu Jincao and confess."

"Then I tell you, you must keep it a secret for me."

"Okay, I swear."

"it is good."

Leaning close to Shen Liuliu's ear, Gu Moli whispered to her for a while. Gradually, Shen Liuliu opened her eyes wide. She looked at the blushing Gu Moli and said in surprise:
"Gu Moli, you can do it, then who is that man?"

"That's Mr. Yuan."

"Mr. Yuan? Then you still make a date with him?"

"What's wrong? It can't work?"

"Okay, you're awesome, I'm convinced."

Looking at the blushing Gu Moli, Shen Liuliu asked with a smirk:

"Is that Mr. Yuan good? How does he compare with your husband Zhu Jincao?"

"Mr. Yuan is more powerful."

Gu Moli blushed and said shyly:

"I almost went crazy last night."

"So powerful?"

"Ah."

Looking at Shen Liuliu who was very interested, Gu Moli smiled half jokingly and half seriously:

"Hey, how about I introduce Mr. Yuan to you?"

"Gu Moli, you are so perverted. Why didn't I realize you were such a person before?"

"Fuck you, you're the pervert."

……

Hospital, in Song Xiaoyu's ward.

Hearing the sound of Yuan Xudong opening the door and coming in, Song Xiaoyu quickly whispered into the phone:

"Okay, Lulu, I won't tell you anymore. Just tell my mother that I'm spending the night at your house. Don't reveal the secret. Bye."

Yuan Xudong walked into the ward. Song Xiaoyu hung up the phone with Lulu. She sat back on the hospital bed, looked up at him and smiled slightly:
"Mr. Yuan, this matter is none of your business. You can go back. I'm fine."

When she said this, Song Xiaoyu felt very nervous. She was afraid that Yuan Xudong would really leave and leave her alone. Although she wanted to find a rich boyfriend, there were no rich men in her life circle. Yuan Xudong, who suddenly had an intersection with her, was the richest man she had ever met, and he was very tall. De was also handsome, tall, young, and looked gentle. At that moment, Song Xiaoyu fell deeply in love with him and wanted to be his girlfriend.

As for whether Yuan Xudong has a girlfriend or a wife, Song Xiaoyu doesn't care at all. She just wants to win over Yuan Xudong and be his woman.

Looking at Song Xiaoyu, whose acting skills are pretty good, Yuan Xudong felt like a mirror. She likes acting, and he also likes acting. What a coincidence.

He walked to the hospital bed, looked at the frail Song Xiaoyu and said gently:

"It doesn't matter. After all, I hit you with my car, so I should take care of you. Oh, by the way, have you informed your family?"

"No."

Song Xiaoyu lowered her head and whispered pitifully:

"My mother is not in good health, and I'm afraid she will worry about me."

"That's it."

Yuan Xudong pondered for a while and said:
"Then do you have any other relatives or friends in Shanghai?"

"No, I grew up in a single-parent family. My mother and I have been dependent on each other since I was a child. As for friends..."

Song Xiaoyu whispered:

"They all have their own things to do and don't have time. I don't want to trouble them too much. I can do it myself."

She is really a good girl with a poor background and self-reliance. Yuan Xudong looked at Song Xiaoyu and said softly:

"Let's do this. I'll hire a caregiver for you. You have a good sleep first. I'll come see you tomorrow, okay?"

"I, I don't have money to hire a caregiver."

Song Xiaoyu blushed and whispered shyly. Looking at her, Yuan Xudong smiled and said:
"You have a good rest and don't worry about money."

"Ah."

Looking up at Yuan Xudong, Song Xiaoyu blushed slightly and thanked:

"Mr. Yuan, thank you."

"It's okay, then you can have a good rest, I'll go back first."

"Well, bye Mr. Yuan."

"OK Bye Bye."

Taking one last look at Song Xiaoyu and smiling softly at her, Yuan Xudong left the ward. He hired a caregiver to accompany her and left the hospital directly. As for the handling of the car accident, car repairs, and insurance matters, he left them to his lawyer.

After Yuan Xudong left, Song Xiaoyu was so happy lying on the hospital bed. She felt that she had a good chance of becoming his girlfriend.

……

the next morning.

Hospital, in Song Xiaoyu's ward.

Seeing his mother sitting on the edge of the hospital bed wiping tears, Song Xiaoyu smiled and said:

"Mom, why are you crying? The doctor said it's fine, it's just a fracture."

"You've broken your bones, are you okay?"

After glaring at Song Xiaoyu, Song's mother wiped away her tears and said:
"You also let that girl Lulu lie to me."

"Oh, aren't I afraid that you will worry? Don't tell my brother about this, lest he worry."

"Well, where is the driver who caused the accident?"

"he……"

……

At eight o'clock in the morning, Yuan Xudong walked into the hospital with a bouquet of flowers, some fruits, and a cup of bird's nest that the nanny at home cooked.

At the same time, in Song Xiaoyu’s ward.

Looking at his mother, Song Xiaoyu said:
"Mom, you go back first, I have someone here to take care of you."

"What should I do when I go back?"

Looking at Song Xiaoyu, Song’s mother said:

"I'll stay and take care of you. I don't trust others taking care of you."

"Mom~~"

Song Xiaoyu was a little anxious. She still wanted to be alone with Yuan Xudong. How could her mother stay here as a light bulb?

……

(End of this chapter)