Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 89

She chattered endlessly, and pushed Su Jiu, who had stepped forward to block him, to the ground, and quickly dug out another Jiuliang from under the pillow.

"Yo, you really are hiding your secrets!" She kicked Su Jiu, "I knew it, you girl is not a worry-free thing!"

After finishing speaking, she took the silver and went to show it to Uncle Su, "Look at it, Dapeng, this girl just finished reading the scriptures and beating the monk, repaying her kindness with revenge! She has completely forgotten all the kindness we have done to her all these years! How dare you hide it behind our backs?" private!"

Uncle Su stood there, trembling all over.

Angry at Jiang's!
He scolded: "Give back the silver to Xiaojiu! You're already an older person, you don't feel ashamed to steal something from a junior!"

"Why should I be ashamed? Your niece is the one chasing thieves with bare buttocks. She is bold and shameless! She has been mixed with men at a young age, so she can't say what shameless things she did in private! Huh, it's said that in the mansion of a big family It's not clean, that's how I see it! Otherwise, why did they give her so much money? Is it too much money to burn?!"

Jiang shi pushed Uncle Su away angrily, grabbed Su Liu's hand and rushed out.

Uncle Su was afraid that she would snatch Su Jiu's money away, so he hurriedly chased after her.

In the room, only Su Jiu and his cousin Su Tang were left.

Sunlight pours from the window.

The little girl sat on the ground, rubbing her sore heart with one hand.

Her slender face was drooping, and because of the cover of bangs, no expression could be seen.

Su Tang slowly squatted down in front of her.

"Little wine..."

He called softly, trying to wipe her tears, but found that she was not crying.

The young man withdrew his hand, "My mother has such a hot temper, don't take what she said just now to your heart."

After a moment of silence, he asked again: "How is that Mr. Xiao treating you?"

Su Jiu nodded.

"I never thought that my mother would sell you. I really never thought... Xiaojiu, the future I think is not like this."

The boy murmured.

but never said,
the future he imagined,

What is it like.

"Xiaojiu, I wish I could grow up right away, earn a lot of money, and redeem you from this deep house. I know you like those fragrant things, and I know your wish is to have a house of your own just like your aunt. incense shop. When I have silver, I will fulfill this wish for you."

In the deep house in late spring, there is a 13-year-old boy with rough clothes and short brown clothes, with lowered eyebrows and eyes.

Whole body does not know when, unexpectedly had the fortitude that never had before.

And he held Su Jiu's hand tightly.

It seemed that only with such an effort could he feel that this little girl was still his affectionate little cousin.

Su Jiu slowly withdrew his hand.

She said softly: "It's a good thing that my cousin wants to earn money, but if possible, I hope that my cousin can also study in a private school."

She took out a package from the bedside box, "Here are pens, inks, papers and inkstones, my cousin will take them first. If you don't have enough repairs in the future, write to me and ask for some. I...I will work hard to earn money. "

Su Tang took it and fixedly stared at her.

After a long time, he said: "Don't worry about Xiaojiu."

After saying these four words firmly, he left.

Clouds covered the sun, even the light in the house was dimmed, and it was another spring rain.

It is still cold today.

Su Jiu stood alone in the room, slowly raising his hands to cover his eyes.

As the spring rain fell, she suddenly turned around, threw herself on the couch and began to cry.

(End of this chapter)