In Anseong, in a dilapidated courtyard, there is a little girl of eight or nine years old, running around in the yard, she is chasing a colorful butterfly, like a cute elf, cute and moving.

"Grandpa, grandma, come and play!" The little girl rolled her big smart eyes and shouted to the two old men on the steps as she ran.

"Jiajia, run slower!" The two old men looked at her with a kind smile on their faces.

"At school, no one plays with me, and when I go home, you don't play with me!" Jiajia was tired of running, walked up the steps, pulled a stool, sat next to it, held her chin, and had tears in her eyes!

At this time, the colorful butterfly fluttered on her head, and finally, landed on her shoulder.

"We're too old to run!" Grandpa touched her head, smiling, with a hint of bitterness and a hint of loneliness.

"If only my big brother was here, he would definitely play with me!" Jiajia pouted, and in her mind, the figure of a young man appeared, with a narrow and hideous scar on his face, however, in Jiajia's opinion, it was extremely kind.

"Knock knock!" In Jiajia's reverie, outside the courtyard, there was a knock on the door.

"It must be Aunt Mei who is here, she said that when I have summer vacation, she will come to see me!" Jiajia suddenly became happy, jumped up, came to the door, stood on tiptoe, and pulled the deadbolt.

The door opened, and what appeared in front of her was a noble and elegant woman, she was wearing a red dress, her hair was coiled high, and when she saw Jiajia, she immediately smiled on her face.

"Auntie, I knew it was you!" Jiajia stepped forward, took the woman's hand, and said sweetly.

"See what I've brought you?" The woman squatted down, stroked her hair, took out a few books from her bag, and handed them to Xiao Jiajia.

"Yikes!" Xiao Jiajia took the book and was immediately surprised, "、、、, these books, our classmates have them, but the teacher won't let me read them, she said that the children of her father's death and mother's marriage are not qualified to read them." ”

"Is this kind of person worthy of being a teacher? Be a teacher? Don't let me find out who you are! The woman said in her heart.

At first, she was still smiling, but when she heard Jiajia's words, her face instantly became cold, and after a while, the ice melted.

"Jiajia is so well-behaved, don't listen to her nonsense!" The woman stroked her head and whispered, "Jiajia tell me who she is!" ”

"I ......" Jiajia's eyes flashed with a hint of fear, and her neck shrunk, "It's our homeroom teacher, she said that I am a widow, not worthy of studying, and not worthy of playing with my classmates!" ”

"Did she hit you?" A cold light flashed in the woman's eyes, and her heart ached.

"She pinched me!" Jiajia said weakly, and cried again, "Aunt Mei, what does it mean that my father is dead and my mother is married, is my father not coming back......"

"Jiajia!" The woman held the girl in her arms, "Didn't your big brother say that?" You're good, when you grow up, your dad will be back! ”

"Yes! What Big Brother told me, I believe Big Brother! Jiajia raised her head and looked at the willow tree at the door, her eyes showed a determined look, and someone once told her that when the willow tree bloomed, she would grow up, and at that time, Dad would go home.

"Auntie, big brother, why don't you come to see me! He promised me! Jiajia wiped away her tears, she was very longing, she missed her big brother, only that person was close to her, spoiled her, and would never hate her, and helped her peel apples, coaxed her to be happy, and told her to be strong!

"Your eldest brother, he ......" The woman was speechless, just stroked Jiajia's face, her eyes showing worry.

What they didn't know was that person was already thousands of miles away, and the knife that used to peel apples for Jiajia had been stained red with blood.

He, perhaps, will not come back.

"Qianmei is here!" In Yang Qianmei's thoughts, the two old men came down the steps, walked in secret, and came to her.

"Uncle, aunt, I'm sorry, it's my fault that I hurt Xiao Jiajia and made her an orphan and bullied at school!" Yang Qianmei lowered her head, very guilty.

"Hey! This is the life of my unsuccessful son, and I can't escape! Jiajia's grandfather waved his hand, "After so long, we have also figured it out, you are a woman, what's wrong!" Don't blame yourself too much! Now, we only hope that Jia Jia can grow happily. ”

"Yes, yes!" Yang Qianmei said firmly, "In the future, I will be Jiajia's guardian, this is also what Zhiyuan meant, let me take good care of her, with me, I will not let her be bullied again, what do you two elders think?" ”

"It's the best, we're old, and we're powerless about a lot of things." Grandma Jiajia said, "Since you're here, let's come in and sit down!" ”

"No, no!" Yang Qianmei hurriedly said that every time she came, her heart was very complicated and hesitant, "I came this time to transfer to Jiajia." ”

"Auntie, do you want to transfer schools? Where are you going? Jiajia's eyes flashed, she really didn't want to go back to that school, she didn't have a partner, even the teacher bullied her.

"Experimental Primary School, what do you think of Jiajia?" Yang Qianmei laughed and helped her brush her hair, "There will be a lot of friends there, and the teacher won't bully people, is Jiajia willing?" ”

"Is what Auntie said true?"

"Of course it's true, Auntie won't lie to Jiajia!"

"Okay! Okay! I'm going to a new school! Jiajia became excited, circled around Yang Qianmei, and danced with her hands.

"This girl!" Grandpa Jiajia was full of doting, and then said in a deep voice, "Experimental Primary School, but Anseong Famous School, you have a heart, but ......"

"There's only so much I can do for Jiajia!" Yang Qianmei was a little gloomy, took out a piece of paper covered with official seals from her bag, and handed it to Jiajia's grandfather, "This is the notice of the experimental primary school, I have completed the procedures, it is good to change the environment for her, and when she starts school, I will be responsible for picking up and dropping off every day, and I will not let her suffer any grievances!" ”

"This ......" The two old men looked at each other, speechless.

If they didn't hate Yang Qianmei before, it was self-deception, after all, their son died because of her. But as they say, why was she wrong?

Now, everything Yang Qianmei has done, whether it is to atone for the one in prison or to alleviate some guilt for herself, no matter what, these are good for Jiajia.

She's done what she can.

"Uncle, nanny, you two take care of yourself, I'm leaving, there are still many things to do in the restaurant!" Yang Qianmei looked at the expressions of the two old men, she was a little bitter, gave a salute, and turned away.

"Aunt Mei, are you leaving! If you see your big brother, can you tell him that Jiajia misses her! Jiajia grabbed her skirt and said with big eyes.

"I'll tell him, I promise!" Yang Qianmei turned around and kissed Jiajia lightly on her forehead, "Jiajia is good, you have to listen to your grandparents!" ”

After Yang Qianmei finished speaking, she turned around and walked out of the door, and in Jiajia's reluctant gaze, her figure became farther and farther away until she disappeared.

The willow tree in front of the door is full of greenery. The branches danced in the wind, like a soft girl, smiling at Jiajia. However, the flower in Jiajia's heart did not open.

……

Anseong, south of the city, in a restaurant, full of guests, disturbances.

Yang Qianmei dragged her tired body to the hall, and a waitress greeted her.

"Boss, you're back!" She breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong?" Yang Qian frowned.

"There was a guest just now, fierce and vicious, so scary, saying that he was looking for you!" The waitress looked at Yang Qian's expression and was submissive.

"Oh? Where is he? Yang Qianmei raised her eyebrows.

"In the 999 VIP private room!"

"Okay, I see, you can get busy!" Yang Qianmei waved her hand, pondered for a moment, and walked towards the box.

"Boss!" The waitress asked behind her.

"Anything else?" Yang Qianmei turned around.

"Do you want to call the security guard, that person looks so fierce!"

"No, it's okay, you go get busy!"

Walking through the noisy hall, Yang Qianmei came to the 999 private room, and she pushed open the door.

"Aunt May!"

In the private room, a young man with a bear's back stood up.

"It's you!"

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P.S. I don't know why, when I wrote about Xiao Jiajia, I was so touched that I wanted to cry a little! The second volume is coming to an end, thank you for your support, thank you!