Chapter One Hundred and Eight: My Girl

Star fruit triumphed, at the cost of tearing off its own skin. In fact, she also failed, because she paid the price with her face and dignity.

Qiao Kangcheng used to just look down on her identity, but now, he began to deeply dislike this person. He wanted her to pay for her actions all the time.

Bisheng, he is Joan's father, and he is an important part of Joan's absolute inseparability.

Carambola entered the gate of Qiao's house with all her might, but when she entered that door, she became a community of interests, and became a junior who Qiao Kangcheng could find to punish and suppress from the beginning, how should she live?

At this time, Carambola didn't think so far, all she could think about was that Qiao An was beaten all over her body, Qiao An was ruthlessly locked in the ancestral hall, Qiao An burned the letter of recommendation about his future, and Qiao An's father would use various means to coerce Qiao An to commit ......

The only thing she can think of now is that I want to come to you: Joan, I want to go to your side, even if it is a sea of swords and fires, even if I am broken, I must be by your side.

Qiao Kangcheng, who was forced to have no way out, compromised, and said, "Okay, I'll let Qiao An marry you!" ”

Carambola's hanging heart fell into place, she raised her lips and smiled, happy and safe: "When?" ”

"Three days later, come to the door to propose!"

"I want to see Joan first!"

"Tonight, he'll go back to your house to look for you."

"If he doesn't come tonight, I'll go to Zhou's house overnight." She looked at Qiao Kangcheng's eyes seriously, and the warning in the middle was so strong that it could not be ignored: "It is not difficult to go to the backyard of the county government by showing Master Qin's legs. What's more, Chunxiao also helped Master Qin in charge. ”

Qiao Kangcheng gritted his teeth: "Don't worry! ”

"Then the star fruit will take its leave first."

Carambola got up and saluted, her movements were elegant and dignified, but after she turned around and went out, Qiao Kangcheng's reaction was not calm and heavy at all.

He threw down the black lacquer box that locked the silver ticket, and dropped everything in the room that could or could not be broken. Then he roared and punched and kicked the chair where the star fruit was sitting, and finally squatted weakly in the mess with his head in his hands.

Even you dare to bully me, even a girl who thinks of my son can ride on my head and spread wild?

He was very emotionally devastated, but there was nothing he could do. Until he came up with a way to do that......

The next time star fruit saw Joan, it was in the evening when the afterglow was sprinkled on the earth.

At that time, star fruit was washing clothes in the courtyard with a large wooden basin, rolling up her sleeves and sweating, and Qiao An walked in unexpectedly.

She looked up when she heard the commotion, and saw Joan standing in front of her with a golden light, grinning like a fool with a bloody mouth all over the place.

"You're here?" Star fruit sat on the pony and looked at him, laughing and laughing tears flowed down her eyes.

Joan limped to the star fruit with a cane, stretched out her hand to wipe her heart-piercing tears and said, "Don't cry, fool." ”

Her tears kept falling uncontrollably, and he kept tirelessly saying, "Don't cry, don't cry, fool......"

"Everything is fine, my father and mother finally agreed."

Carambola looked at his bruised face, looked at his swollen and narrowed eyes, and suddenly laughed: "Does it hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt!"

Carambola stretched out her hand to poke the black blue on his face, and he gasped in pain.

"Didn't you say it didn't hurt?" Star fruit glared at him angrily, and Joan grinned and smirked.

Someone poked his head out of the house, and the star fruit blushed embarrassedly, and took Joan back to the house to take the medicine.

In fact, when Qiao An was released, Aunt Wang had already carefully medicated him. But he only pretended not to have it, and obediently followed the star fruit into the house, smiling and seeing the star fruit busy for him......

Joan was badly injured, and all that was exposed was bruises, and what was hidden in her clothes was shocking.

"Are you biological? How can he do it? Looking at the wounds that had festered and rancid, the star fruit couldn't help but gasp, and the eye sockets couldn't help but sour and swollen.

"I sent him in and burned all the books, and Daddy was also angry......" Qiao An smiled lightly, and his tone was understated: "Not only did I burn the books, but I also threw the food sent in to feed the dogs." He said all the good things he could say, and it was reasonable to make a final move. ”

"For me?" Tears fell on the back of his hand, burning so hot that his heart hurt.

"For myself." Qiao An stretched out her hand to wipe her tears, and her brows furrowed into distress: "I don't want to be a pawn in his hand, and I don't want to be a tool for him to satisfy his selfish desires, so I am selfish and even give up on you." What I thought at the time was to give him back my life, wouldn't I owe him a life? He killed me, and he was cleared. ”

He would never tell star fruit that the only person who could support him in his hardest time was her. When he forced Daddy to slap himself hard and beg him to work hard, the only reason why he could still control his intransigence was because of her.

If there was no you in this world, what does it matter who I marry? What does it matter if I'm myself or not? If it weren't for you, being used by your own father and fighting for your father, what would you have to fight and be wronged?

These monologues in Joan's heart will never let star fruit know. His star fruit should not have such a burden.

Star fruit looked at him seriously, and finally believed his words.

She smiled and looked at each other: "I'm glad I didn't become a burden to you." ”

Joan asked her, "How did you convince my aunt and father?" They ...... "a man whom I cannot convince even with bitter tricks."

The star fruit that was medicating his arm was striking, and then smiled slightly: "I didn't say anything, I just poured out my heart and lungs with Uncle Qiao, and told him that I would support you on the road to the imperial examination, and I also promised to grow medicine and practice medicine in the future, and the rest will be used to support you in your studies, except for clothing and food." ”

Joan stared at her eyes with burning eyes, and that gaze seemed to be able to see through the soul of star fruit: "I don't believe it! ”

"I also said that I would think of a way to make Master Qin value your studies the most, and then use Master Qin's relationship to ask the third prince to write a letter of recommendation for you to enter the 'Guozijian'."

Qiao An's brows furrowed, and her swollen lips were not afraid of pain: "How are you going to please Master Qin?" ”

He remembered again the scene on the way to Shuzhou, where star fruit warmed the calves and feet of Master Qin with his arms. Although he knew that it was just the doctor's normal care for the patient, he still couldn't help but feel pantothenic acid in his heart.

"If I don't go to Guozijian, I can still be admitted to the Juren and Jinshi."

"How do you think I'm going to please?" Star fruit rolled her eyes at him angrily, pretending to be angry and glaring at him, stubbornly demanding justice.

"You don't need it in any way." He suddenly raised his head and looked at the eyes of the star fruit seriously: "I hope you straighten your back and live uprightly." Friendship with someone is because of a heart-to-heart fit, not because you have to please for some purpose. ”

Although it is true that I eat Qin Fuzi's vinegar, the sincerity of saying this is also true.

The carambola's medicated hand poked the edge of his wound, and then looked at him grinning in pain, and smiled brightly.

Looking at her smiling face, Joan, who had not yet relieved the pain, also smiled.

Looking at him with a happy smile, star fruit thought: That's it, it's better for him to think that utilitarianism touched his father's heart than for him to see his father's unhealable wound and gradually go crazy.

No matter how the world changes, no matter what your daddy looks like. In the hearts of children, Daddy should be tall and majestic.

Deal with the wound and finish the gossip. Joan's expression became serious.

"With only three days to prepare," he said, "the bride price may be rudimentary and incomplete......

Star fruit poured water for him, and carefully added a lot of sugar to the water: "It's okay." ”

"My dad said he couldn't be busy, and the engagement banquet might have to be simple......"

Star fruit handed the melted water to Qiao An's mouth, and there was still a quiet smile between her eyebrows and eyes: "Drink something sweet when it hurts, it doesn't seem to hurt so much." ”

Qiao An didn't answer, so star fruit took a spoon and scooped water to feed him: "It's okay, the engagement banquet is not important." ”

With star fruit in her hand, Joan finished drinking the water from the spoon. The water was very sweet, but it made his heart more and more bitter: "Last time my father had an accident, he almost wiped out my family's funds. The three hundred taels of silver that the yamen accompanied, my father said that it would be used for the shop and my studies. For the time being, there is no money left to build a house. ”

Carambola scooped another spoonful of sugar water and fed it to Qiao An, and there was still an indifferent smile in her eyes: "And then?" ”

"There are few rooms at home, and we can't vacate the wedding room for our marriage for the time being. So, so ......" When he said this, Joe, who had a blushing face, paused, and he didn't dare to look at the eyes of the star fruit, because he was really difficult to say the words later.

"So, if we want to get married, we have to build our own house?" Carambola smiled slightly, and replied crisply: "You have many brothers in your family, so it's okay for us to build our own house." ”

The sound of star fruit smashed on Qiao Ankan, so painful, so painful, but so, so warm.

He turned his head to look at the carambola's eyes, and said ashamedly and guiltily: "It's not us, it's me!" He said that the Qiao family wants face and will never use women's money to buy a family business. If I want to get married, I'll go and earn a new house myself. And the money to earn the wedding house cannot come from business, only the money issued by the imperial court. ”

This means that only when Qiao An is a jinshi and becomes an official, the official is worthy of building a new house.

He also said that he could promise to come and propose marriage in three days; If you can't agree, you will stop there, you will live or die, you will make trouble, you have nothing to do with it. ”

Officials building new houses? Star fruit couldn't help but sneer.

There are so many students in the world, how many can be admitted to the Jinshi before the age of 30? If Qiao Ann can't win for the rest of her life, will she never get married for the rest of her life?

Joan's hand was clenched into a fist hidden in his sleeve, and no matter who said the prompt, he knew how this request was.

But he looked at the star fruit with pleading and eagerness, although he felt quite unconfident, after he struck countless big ears in his heart, he still said shamelessly: "Can you get engaged to the marriage first, let me think of a way slowly?" I will work hard and I will compensate ......"

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