Madam, She Has a Tender Heart

When Lu Bocheng and others had drunk enough and walked out of the wine shop arm in arm, Su Qingying held the twins and blocked the door.

Several men paused for a moment and looked at them curiously.

Who is this woman?

Still just staring at Bo Cheng. Bo Cheng is good-looking, but you are swarthy, skinny, and dressed in gray clothes with patches piled on top of each other. You look like a country girl, but you are so bold and dare to stare at a man, tsk tsk.

Hey, these two little kids look so much alike, they look like twins at first glance, which is really rare.

The man named Liu Juye was about to touch Xiao Qingxing, but Xiao Qingxing was so frightened that she quickly hid behind Su Qingying.

Su Qingying tightened her grip, raised her head and glanced at Liu Juye who retracted his hand angrily, then turned to look at Lu Bocheng.

Lu Bocheng didn't pay attention, thinking that Su Qingying was going to enter the wine shop, so he turned around and gave way, so he raised his legs and stepped forward.

Unexpectedly, before her footsteps fell, she heard Su Qingying say: "Lu Bocheng, let's talk.

Lu Bocheng missed his footing and almost fell.

I looked at my friends on both sides and saw several bad friends looking at the woman in front of me with their mouths wide open. They raised their fingers in surprise and pointed at themselves: "Me?"

Su Qingying nodded: "Well, it's you. Let's talk. I'm Su Qingying."

Lu Bocheng almost choked on his saliva and coughed several times. After coughing evenly, he saw Su Qingying looking at him with flat eyes, a little shy: "Um, oh, okay..."

After saying that, he saw a few bad friends' eyes glowing green, and he was so angry that he pushed a few of his friends who looked joking: "You go first, and we will meet again another day."

"No, no, we are waiting for you. We are here together. How can we leave first? That would not be friends."

"That's right, that's right." Several people agreed in unison.

Lu Bocheng was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but there was nothing they could do.

Su Qingying glanced at them lightly and didn't care.

Lu Bocheng saw that he couldn't drive away a few bad friends, but he didn't want them to hear the content of Su Qingying's conversation with him. Then he said: "The backyard of this wine shop is quite clean, and I know the owner well, so let's go to the backyard."

Su Qingying nodded and looked down at the twins: "Can you wait for sister outside?"

Xiao Qingyang didn't speak. Xiao Qingxing looked at the tall men surrounding her, pursed her lips and tightened the corners of Su Qingying's clothes, and leaned directly against her.

Liu Juye liked the twins, so he reached for them and said, "How about you and your brother sit outside and wait for your sister? My brother will buy you some snacks."

Xiao Qingxing didn't dare to look at him, and buried her face in Su Qingying's lap. Su Qingying took a step forward and she followed. Xiao Qingyang glanced at Liu Juye but said nothing and had no intention of leaving her sister.

Su Qingying took them to the backyard.

Seeing that Liu Juye and others wanted to follow, Lu Bocheng turned around and glared at them. Liu Juye and others stopped with a sneer: "You go, you go, we will wait for you in the vestibule."

Lu Bocheng then led Su Qingying there.

When they got to the backyard, they asked the store owner to serve snacks and tea to the two little ones. Seeing them sitting obediently eating, Su Qingying and Lu Bocheng walked to a round table not far away and sat down.

Lu Bocheng glanced at Su Qingying and quickly looked away. Just holding the tea cup in his hand: "You, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Su Qingying looked at him steadily: "I heard most of what you just said. Since you are dissatisfied with this marriage, why not just terminate the engagement?" Su Qingying tried to say.

Lu Bocheng looked up at her in surprise: "You can make the decision?"

Su Qingying nodded: "I make the decision in my own affairs."

Lu Bocheng fell silent. He held the tea cup and turned it around for a long time: "If it weren't for you, there would be someone else."

What does that have to do with me, Su Qingying thought to herself.

Just listen to Lu Bocheng say: "Your family has received money from my family. If you can't get it out, my stepmother will not agree to break off the engagement." His stepmother finally told him about a country family that made him laugh out of his dreams. No matter how willing to cancel the engagement.

"Then don't worry about it. I have my own way."

After Su Qingying finished speaking, Lu Bocheng looked straight at her.

Although she was dressed in shabby clothes, she was very clean. Although she was dark and had little flesh on her face, her eyes were so big and dark that when she looked over, they seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

Lu Bocheng did not dare to look directly, looked away, lowered his head and pondered.

When he found out he was drafted into the army, he was devastated. Later, when his father wanted to find someone for him, he didn't want to. I don’t know if there will be any future life, so why waste a woman’s life. What's more, it was his stepmother who picked it.

His stepmother, who has a sweet face but a bitter heart, instigated him and his father to become more and more distant, pretending that he didn't know what she was planning in her heart. If he dies in the future and leaves the entire Lu family in the hands of his stepmother and his children, he will not be willing to do so. This family still has half of his mother's.

When my father worked as a salesman, my grandfather provided the money to buy the goods. Later, when he bought a shop in the town, my mother sold her dowry and my grandfather also sold ten acres of fertile land to buy it.

Who knew that his maternal grandparents had just passed away, so his father took his stepmother back home. After his mother died, his stepmother became the head of the family again.

It doesn't matter if he dies, he just happens to be reunited with his mother and grandparents. But who will offer sacrifices and burn paper to them during the next four o'clock and eight festivals? In the future, after his death, my mother's memorial tablet may not even be wiped by someone else, but it may be thrown into a corner by the stepmother.

If he was going to leave something to his stepmother and his half-brothers, it would be better to leave it to someone else.