Provoked by a wealthy family, the emperor's confused wife

Chapter 244 Poor boy
Hidden in a thick cotton coat, it is still so cold, Xiaoye Weiwei wished she could go directly into the cow's belly.At this moment, she saw a boy lying on the side of the road, but he was only wearing thin autumn clothes, and the narrow cuffs couldn't cover his arms and legs at all, and was blown blue and purple by the cold wind, almost crippled. .

His eyes were closed, his face was dirty, his clothes were in tatters, he was planted there like a piece of wood, motionless.A group of children surrounded him, throwing stones and spitting at him, cursing in the local dialect, and occasionally a few dirty words could be heard.

What Ye Weiwei dislikes most in her life is bullying the weak. She has learned from her father since she was a child, and she has a strong sense of justice. Seeing so many people bullying a young man around, pick up a few big stones and lie that she has martial arts. If she leaves, she will perform her gong.

Several children looked at the pile of stones in front of her and were not afraid, but there was a trace of fear in their eyes after seeing her appearance. Children in rural areas rarely watch TV, and they have no way to do the signature moves of the Shaolin kid she poses. Judging really thought she had kung fu, so she ran away in a hurry, so she had a chance to run over to help the boy up.

The young man Xu Shi was extremely hungry, and kept shouting: "Eat, eat, eat..."

Ye Weiwei had no choice but to buy some steamed buns for him at a nearby steamed stuffed bun shop. The steamed stuffed bun shop owner shook his head helplessly: "What are you doing to save him? If you save today, you can't save tomorrow. He has been here for several months. , I don’t see my parents, just a person like this who sneaks here and there. The day before yesterday, he went to steal cooked beef and beat the boss. He broke a leg and slept here for three days. He couldn’t survive. A thief, who cares what he does! "

Rural areas are especially poor, and stealing some rice and noodles can become a great deal.A thief like this deserves it even if he is beaten to death, so naturally no one will sympathize with him.

The owner of the bun shop is an old lady, and she doesn't care whether a little girl like her understands it or not, and keeps talking.Ye Weiwei picked up the buns and walked back to him, showing more compassion to him, helping him stuff the buns into his mouth bit by bit, and feeding him some water.

The boy slowly regained consciousness, but ruthlessly pushed her away.

"Go away!"

Ye Weiwei didn't expect not only not to be thanked for her kindness, but also to be expelled by him so unceremoniously, she was so angry at that time.

"People in this world are all bad people, there is no good person, I hate you!" He knocked off the bun in her hand, stood up stubbornly, dragged a broken leg and walked outside, with a complete hatred of the world in his eyes. hatred.

His clothes were so thin, and there were injuries everywhere on the cuffs, legs, and places not covered by the clothes. He walked so slowly but was so strong, but he didn't want to, and he finally fell down because of lack of energy.

Ye Weiwei rushed forward and handed the bun to him again.

"Brother, how can you have the strength to walk without eating? The world is not full of bad people. You believe me. If you want, I can ask my father to take you to the doctor and then take you home. I am the only child in our family. You just happen to be my brother. Believe me, I'll give you all my money."

She really took all the money out of her pocket.When she was young, she just wanted to prove that what she said was serious.

There was a hint of doubt in the hatred in the young man's eyes. It was the first time he had met such a nice person since wandering, and he couldn't accept it for a while.She handed over the bun and the money, and he took it silently.

"Eat quickly, and follow me later." She was very enthusiastic, and her flushed face was full of vigor and beauty. He was so stunned that he forgot to eat and the pain in his legs.

Ye Weiwei took the initiative to break open the bun and wanted to feed him again, but his face twisted and he refused.He had too few clothes, his hands and feet were icy cold, Ye Weiwei took off her cotton coat and wrapped it around him, her cotton coat was small, only enough to wrap around his shoulders, but she didn't allow him to take it off.

"What about you? You'll die from the cold." The boy said, seeing her shivering from the cold.

"No, I'm not cold. In fact, I like this dress better. Look, how beautiful it is." Ye slightly twisted her body, she was actually too cold to bear.Although the retro dress on her body was beautiful, it couldn't keep out the cold. She turned the skirt up, round and round, and the boy showed a rare smile on his face, and shouted to her: "Let's dance longer!" ,I like."

"Big brother, I like you too. As long as you're happy, as long as you're not cold, I'll dance a little longer." She spun her body around as quickly as possible, ignoring the bouts of dizziness, until finally she couldn't hold on anymore. fall down.She counted it, and that was the most time she turned in circles, a total of 150 turns, and at the end, she was so dizzy that she could only close her eyes and turn by feeling.

When she opened her eyes, the boy had disappeared, and she had to chase a further distance, but he disappeared forever.

"You are……"

Ye Weiwei stared at Hongxue's exquisite face, frowning, his figure was slender, but his face was too different from his youth.

"I am him, the boy whose leg was broken and lying on the ground for three days and finally rescued by you." He said indifferently, the aloofness that flashed in his long and narrow phoenix eyes was somewhat similar to that boy back then.Ye Weiwei stared at him in disbelief, forgetting that they were rivals and enemies, she gradually became agitated.

"how is this possible?"

The boy was helpless and had a broken leg. The red blood in front of his eyes was clean and neat, and his legs and feet were flexible.

She forgot that they were stacked on the bed in the most ambiguous position, and she touched his eyebrows, eyes, and lips with her chest, and slid to his feet, touching and touching, "Is it really you? "

"It's really me."

"Why did you leave back then? Why didn't you go back with me? As I said, my dad will take you in."

"..."

He didn't say a word, and the hand on her side approached her body, touching the corner of her clothes.

"What happened to you? How did you..." Become the leader of a terrorist?

She always thought that the red blood was of noble origin, at least she was a rich second generation who failed to learn, just because she had many talents that were superior to ordinary people, and finally played things that others dared not do.

She never thought that he was that poor boy.

"No reason." He looked like he didn't want to talk, and pressed his body against her.

Ye Weiwei finally regained consciousness, pushed him hard again, and shouted: "Hey, what are you going to do, since you know my identity, why do you still treat me like this, let me go!"

"It is only after knowing your identity that I am more sure that you are the one I want." He parted his lips, his lips were no longer cold, and there was a touch of gentleness in his domineering, almost charming smile. If he was not in this awkward position, She must be intoxicated.

Fan Mu Beibei is good-looking, he is the kind of stalwart and strong good-looking, while the red blood belongs to the beauty of femininity and gracefulness, the two people form two extremes of beauty.

Ye Weiwei was frightened for a moment, and grabbed her body in a hurry. He pinched her grasping hand with one hand and pressed it on the top of her head. In this way, her beautiful figure appeared more comprehensively, and was closely connected with his body. together.

"Do you still want to go back and live with Fan Mubei? Can you ignore what he did to your father?" He asked coldly, putting one hand on her waist.

It was as if he had placed a pair of eyes on her body, so he could know her situation at any time.

Ye Weiwei's body stiffened suddenly, and she forgot to resist.His words brought her back to reality, she remembered that she had stabbed deeply into Fan Mubei's chest, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"Do you have a newspaper here?" she asked anxiously.Hongxue backed away suddenly, got up and turned on a computer, swiped it quickly with his long finger, and then handed it to her, "If you want to know if Fan Mubei is dead, you can read it here. The news here is more real than the newspaper. "

Ye Weiwei took it, and the page was blank, with nothing on it.She looked at Hongxue puzzledly, and Hongxue pulled the corner of her lips: "This means that Fan Mubei is not dead yet."

"This is..." She pointed to the page.

Red Blood hooked his lips as if nothing had happened: "Whether it is Fan Mubei or us, we will set up a special department to track the enemy's situation, and send useful news here as soon as possible. Of course, only the senior leaders can see these news If it is more confidential, only I can see it. If someone like Fan Mubei dies, our intelligence department will definitely get the news as soon as possible."

"Are you using secret agents to organize?" Ye Weiwei remembered the purpose of Fan Mubei's trip and couldn't help asking.

Hongxue seemed to have heard a joke: "It's normal that I don't have his people among my people."

It's not difficult to insert one or two small Luo Luo soldiers, but it will be troublesome if you enter the high-level.Although there was a gap between her and Fan Mubei, she still couldn't help but care about his situation.If the secret agent is not found out, the entire organization will not be able to be peaceful for a day, and their plan cannot be implemented for a day!

"What will your people do? Will it harm Fan Mubei?"

"Are you still concerned about Fan Mubei?" Hongxue's voice quickly turned cold, like ice formed in a sudden drop in temperature, it was freezing cold.Ye Weiwei was taken aback for a moment, she didn't realize that she had been caring about Fan Mubei for such a long time.

"I...not!" She denied it eagerly, and turned her face away not to meet Hong Xue's gaze.Hongxue didn't speak, his elongated body was stuck in the room, and he clenched his fists, as if he was holding back some kind of extreme anger.

Ye Weiwei was not in the mood to pay attention to his anger, but couldn't help being curious.He knew everything about her and what happened around her, as if he had seen it with his own eyes. What kind of person would be his eyeliner?

If you stay by his side, is there a chance to find this person out?

"Are you going to hand me over to lure Fan Mubei out, and then kill him?" She asked, her head tilted, her eyes unblinking, testing, observing and even guessing the purpose of the red blood.Red Blood remained silent for a long time before saying: "No."

"Who would believe it!" She pouted.

(End of this chapter)