Kuaiwen: I earn a pension by breaking through the game

Chapter 317: Eighteen Bends on the Mountain Road (22)

"Arya! Don't run yet, listen to Uncle Bo!"

"Your Dajun is a fool and doesn't know how to care for others. Old Mrs. Dong is also old and doesn't have the energy to make trouble. We just need to be careful and everything will be fine."

"Look at the conditions of the Dong family, and then look at your uncle Bo's conditions. The difference is not even a little bit!"

"Was the candy last night sweet? As long as you are willing to follow Uncle Bo, let alone these few candies, you can have whatever delicious food you want."

"Look at you, you are so young, but you are wearing these baggy old clothes of Mrs. Dong, your good figure is covered up. As long as you nod, Uncle Bo will go out and buy you the most fashionable skirt at the moment."

In Xing Qingbo's opinion, these sugar-coated bullets are the most irresistible thing for a girl of this age.

Instead of following the stupid Dong Dajun and running around like an old woman, it is better to follow him and have food and drink. How great!

Xing Qingbo was very confident in his conditions. He stared at the girl's white neck in his arms eagerly, waiting for her to nod slightly before moving closer.

Hearing this, Jiang Qiuchen felt disdainful. Only in this godforsaken place could he be used as a bargaining chip.

If he goes outside and tries to trick a girl with just some candies and a skirt, he is dreaming!
Xing Qingbo was probably sure that she was young, inexperienced, and timid, so he didn't dare to disobey her and just waited for the matter to be settled half-heartedly.

Jiang Qiuchen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the thoughts in his mind changed rapidly.

In a blink of an eye, she has been sold to this village for nearly half a month. After spraining her waist, Old Mrs. Dong has been staying at home to rest, and recently there are signs that she is getting better.

That vicious old woman is narrow-minded. She might stuff her into Dong Dajun's house in less than a month.

Meeting Xing Qingbo at this time might be God's way of giving her the opportunity to leave.

But men's bad nature determines that the easier it is to get something, the less likely they are to cherish it. She can't agree to the other party so easily. At least she has to take advantage of this and make some money from the other party.

So Jiang Qiuchen struggled harder and escaped from Xing Qingbo's arms in an instant.

Xing Qingbo originally thought that Jiang Qiuchen looked thin and had small arms and legs. Although he was tall, he was so thin that he should not have much strength.

But after this period of rest and physical labor, Jiang Qiuchen's strength has increased a bit.

After the girl in his arms disappeared, Xing Qingbo looked over with a sense of loss and anger mixed with a bit of resistance.

Jiang Qiuchen's cheeks were lightly stained with an imperceptible blush, like peach blossoms blooming in the morning light, with a bit of shyness and innocence, but also hiding the unique reserve and uneasiness of a girl.

The blush spread from her cheeks to her ears, reminding people of the cherry blossoms blooming quietly in spring, which are both delicate and subtle.

Her eyes sparkled with complex and delicate emotions, with faint tears gently rolling in her eye sockets without falling, and there was a hint of imperceptible sadness in her brightness.

Five parts of shyness represent her inner confusion and resistance to unknown emotions; five parts of fear represent the helplessness and confusion she instinctively wants to escape from but has to face when faced with sudden changes.

This expression of five parts shyness and five parts fear was so well grasped that it not only did not make people angry, but also made people feel more pity for her.

Xing Qingbo's anger was stuck in the middle. The air around him seemed to freeze, and even the breeze slowed down, for fear of disturbing this delicate and fragile emotion.

Everything around became blurry and distant, except for Jiang Qiuchen's figure, which appeared exceptionally clear in this moment of silence, making it impossible to look away.

"I...how do I know if you are lying to me..."

Jiang Qiucheng clasped her hands together and rubbed them unnaturally, looking very nervous. Xing Qingbo originally thought that she was just hot-tempered and unwilling to bow her head, but after hearing this, he quickly realized that there was clearly hope!

"What does Erya want Uncle Bo to do in order to believe it?"

The smile on Xing Qingbo's face returned, and he seduced in a low voice. His voice was obviously that of an old smoker, but he kept it low on purpose, giving people goose bumps when they heard it.

Jiang Qiuchen scratched his uncomfortable skin through his sleeve, and lowered his head in confusion.

At present, Xing Qingbo's interest in Jiang Qiuchen has reached a peak. If Jiang Qiuchen is unwilling, he can also force her, but this village is so small and they know each other so well, it would not be a good look if things turn out like this.

If possible, he naturally hoped that Jiang Qiuchen would be obedient and voluntarily have an affair with him.

A forced melon is not sweet. It is more interesting to eat the melon secretly.

Xing Qingbo felt very proud, as if he had already succeeded.

"You said that if I was willing to follow you, you would bring me delicious food, but I didn't believe it."

"You've only given me a few candies so far, and I haven't seen anything else. Who knows if you're lying to me?"

"After I follow you, you won't recognize me anymore. Who can I cry to?"

Xing Qingbo didn't expect that the little girl was actually doubting this, so he smiled helplessly.

"So that's what you're worried about? It's a small matter!"

"Well, tell me what you want to eat and I'll bring it to you."

If Jiang Qiuchen made other excessive demands, he might not be able to do it, but it was not easy just for a bite of food.

A little girl can't eat much at most.

Jiang Qiuchen rolled her eyes, smiled playfully, and said sweetly.

"Yesterday when I was accompanying Da Jun to buy salt, I saw a few cans of eight-treasure porridge and some calcium milk biscuits. I want to eat them. Can you bring them to me?"

"Hmm... I haven't eaten that instant noodles for a long time. I almost forgot what it tasted like. Can you give me a few packets?"

"And that sweet water. I don't know what that drink is called. Bring me a few bottles to taste."

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Wanting these things is not a spur-of-the-moment whim.

On the one hand, the supplies here are tight and the variety is monotonous, so there are not many choices. Even if Jiang Qiuchen wants other things, Xing Qingbo can't get them.

On the other hand, these things have a long shelf life, are portable and easy to carry, making it convenient to replenish energy on the road.

If it can be done tonight, Jiang Qiuchen plans to take these things and leave here.

Furthermore, these foods are all sealed and should not be easily tampered with. It's not that Jiang Qiuchen is being overly suspicious, but Xing Qingbo is a person with bad character, and no one knows what he would add to the food.

If you accidentally eat problematic food, it will be difficult to escape its clutches.