Can't escape the female supporting role of Black Heart Lotus [Transmigration Book]

On the way back, I passed a dorayaki snack bar.

Ji Xun called Uncle Li to stop, she turned her head and said, "Shall we buy some snacks for Wen Renting to take back?"

She still remembered that Qingqing said before that Wen Renting had no friends, that's why she cried in the room.

Although I don't understand why, the other party is handsome and fair, and looks easy to get along with, and he will have no friends in school.

Ji Xun took this matter to heart.

This time it's because I'm going to celebrate Gu Mo's birthday, so it's not easy to bring others.But it's okay to bring something delicious.

Wen Renqing beside her took a deep look at her and said nothing.

Her family's little liar is too soft-hearted.

She suddenly realized that perhaps when Ji Xun bumped headfirst into the garden and tried to make friends with her, it might have been because she saw that she was out of gregariousness, so she felt pity for her and wanted to drive her away from loneliness.

After buying dorayaki, Ji Xun bought a few more cups of milk tea.

When she returned to the car, she inserted a dorayaki with a bamboo stick and said softly, "Shall we eat too?"

She bought two sets of Dorayaki, one for each of Qingqing and Wen Renting.

As if his heart was filled with emotions like soft water, Wen Renqing lowered his eyes, and ate one like a little liar.

Sometimes warmth seems to transcend time and space.

All her long days of solitude, those hours spent alone, seemed to drive out the chill with the warmth of the present.

It turns out that meeting the sun can melt all the scars on your body.

Wen Renqing looked out the window, the sky darkened, and it was going to be night again.

But she seemed to have lost the former hatred in her heart.Even to mother.

Lancun.

In the village where the flood had just occurred, the cold was killing people.

Wen Renyue came here wearing a skirt and high heels, she always wanted to be graceful rather than warm.Beauty is the creed engraved in the bone.

But after entering the village, her beauty made her the center of discussion.

When the people in the village saw Xiao Cui coming back, they shouted: "Cui, you haven't come back for a long time, who is this, this girl is so handsome, she looks like a big star."

"Do you have a partner? Seeing that you brought back such a handsome girl, what's the matter, what's your relationship?"

Everyone loves gossip.

Especially when Xiaocui was in the village before, everyone watched her grow up.

The maintenance and exercise made Wen Renyue look extremely young, coupled with her attire, she became the brightest light in the village.

Everyone hardly noticed Wen Renyue's age, they only thought she was a 27-year-old girl.

Wen Renyue has never seen such a passionate scene, almost everyone who sees her enthusiastically looks at her from top to bottom, and then comes over to say a few words in a familiar way.

Xiao Cui stopped in front of her, and said to everyone: "Don't bother her, she is not used to it. She is my customer, she is a nice person, she heard something happened at my house, come and have a look."

Everyone knew that Xiao Cui was working as a nanny for a wealthy family in the city, and when they heard that the beautiful girl was a customer, they all restrained themselves a bit.

Some people came to Xiaocui and whispered: "Cui, you let that family work, and you look beautiful."

Xiaocui used to do farm work at home, and her exposed skin was exposed to the sun all day long, making her look dark. When she smiled, only her big white teeth and the whites of her eyes were visible.

When they came back this time, everyone noticed that Xiaocui had turned white a lot, and she looked delicate once she was white.

"You look like a city dweller too." Xiao Cui's childhood playmate chattered beside her, and planned to help her clean up the mess at home together.

Right now, Xiaocui's grandparents are still living in the house of the village cadres, and Xiaocui came back to solve the problem of the collapsed house.

Either take grandparents to the city, or spend money to find someone to rebuild the house.

These things, old people with inconvenient legs and feet, can't do it at all.

Without the support of the parents in the middle, almost all the burdens of the family fell on Xiaocui's shoulders alone.

After exchanging pleasantries with everyone, she went back to find Wen Renyue.

"lady…"

Xiaocui looked around, feeling a little embarrassed.

Others don't know Madam's previous living environment, but she gets along with Madam day and night, and knows what kind of character and living standard she is.From the inside to the outside, the madam is living the life of a young lady.

Let the other party see that the place where she grew up is so backward, she didn't know what to say for a while, and her heart was very complicated.

Wen Renyue took off her sunglasses, took out a small mirror to touch up her makeup, and repainted her lipstick.

The more she was in such a bleak and barren place, the more energetic she was to maintain her beauty and decency.

"Are you busy? What are you doing standing here watching me?"

After Wen Renyue finished applying her lipstick, she turned her head and saw Xiaocui's melancholy gaze, her phoenix eyes widened.

Xiaocui hesitated and said, "Then what about you, madam?"

She hasn't figured out where to put her wife.

Wen Renyue looked around.

The tiled house made of red bricks looks dusty and primitive.

Some houses were destroyed by the flood, and some of them stood bare on the yellowish soil.

After being soaked by the flood, everything on the ground fell to this side.

Even the trees and grass are crooked, not organized at all, and extremely ugly.

She felt a little regretful, feeling that she didn't even have a good place to stay, but she didn't show it on her face, but raised her head.

"Where can I stand?"

It's just a lump of soil, with her standing next to it, it can be radiant.

Xiao Cui: "..."

It was she who was worrying too much.

One room of the dirt house where my grandparents lived before has been demolished, and the remaining one, the cooking stove, is still in good condition.

Xiao Cui went in to find a rag, brought out a bench, and wiped it again.

"Madam, sit here and wait for me for a while. I'm looking for someone to pick up my grandparents now. I'll pack up a place for you to live in later."

Wen Renyue didn't even look back, so he pointed the back of his head at Xiao Cui: "Yes."

Xiaocui left helplessly.

As soon as she left, Wen Renyue immediately turned her head and limped back to the stool.She felt a little disgusted when she sat down, but her feet really hurt, and the mountain road almost killed her.

She took a long breath and sat down, once again regretting why she followed.

After eight o'clock in the evening, Xiaocui finally finished her busy work.

As soon as she came out, she saw that Madam was still sitting on the long bench, her legs were not crossed as usual, but her knees were tremblingly hugged.

"Ah..."

"... Ma'am, it's cold outside, why don't you come in?" Xiaocui's eyes flashed disapproval.

"How are you?"

Wen Renyue stood up, her face was pale with cold, but she still tried her best to maintain her dignity as a customer.

"You're wearing too thin, it's cold in the village at night. We don't have air conditioning here."

Xiaocui went in after nagging, and took out a stack of thick cotton jackets, and a pair of old cotton shoes under her armpits.

Wen Renyue's eyes widened: "You let me wear this??"

The padded jacket is colorful and has a strong rural atmosphere, just like the rural aunt she wore in the video she saw.

"I don't wear it. I won't wear it if I'm frozen to death." Wen Renyue pursed her lips, not even wanting to take a second look at this suit.

Xiao Cui sighed: "These are new. My grandparents bought me some for the New Year. I haven't worn them yet."

Her explanation made Wen Renyue a little embarrassed, but she was still stubborn: "...Then I won't wear it either."

The dirt is dead and not pretty at all.

After half an hour.

Wen Renyue is just like the charter woman in the movie, wearing a big padded jacket and a pair of old cotton shoes, sitting at the door and staring at the instant noodles brought by Xiaocui with disgust on her face.

"...Eating this kind of food at night is the easiest way to gain weight. I have no appetite."

Xiaocui coaxed: "It's too late to start a business today. There is no liquefied petroleum gas at home, and the firewood is dry, so it's not easy to start a fire. This is the only thing I have. Tomorrow, I will buy a chicken and make you stew?"

Wen Renyue turned to the side, regretting for the third time, why did she follow.

Xiaocui didn't say anything, and rushed an untouched egg from her own bowl to the wife's bowl.

"I don't eat this..."

Wen Renyue's distasteful nagging is just uncompromising.

One minute later, she took a bite of the egg that Xiaocui had beaten into her mouth. She ate a piece of noodles, served with the spicy bean curd stick and ham that Xiaocui put in, and she couldn't help but inhale.

She gave up on herself.

No image, no body.Let's eat first, it's cold in here.

Xiaocui suddenly said: "Madam, why don't you call Wang Yong tomorrow, you see...it's really inconvenient. Besides, you've been away from home for a long time, and Miss will miss you too."

Wen Renyue stopped eating the noodles, put down her fork, and stopped eating.

After a long while, he choked out a sentence.

"Why would she miss me?"

Xiaocui just laughed: "Why not. You are mother and daughter. Mother and daughter are united, and the blood relationship is endless. I will buy some souvenirs tomorrow, and you ask Wang Yong to take you back. You try to care about Miss, right now She is in puberty... I mean, Miss Wenren and Miss Xun have such a good relationship, if you want to get closer to Miss, you might as well start with Miss Xun."

Ms. Xun is kind-hearted and clever, she is Miss Wenren's weakness.

Starting from the weakness, it is possible to solve the old diseases.

Fragrant Hills Villa.

The car parked in the yard, but no one came out.

Wen Renqing's house was a bit deserted, and when Xiao Cui came out to greet her, Ji Xun asked in surprise, "Haven't they come back yet?"

Two days ago, Qingqing said that Aunt Yue and Xiaocui went back to the countryside together, but didn't Uncle Yong receive a call today to pick up Aunt Yue?

Wen Renqing had a dull expression on his face: "I don't know."

Even the mother in this life is indeed a little different from before.

But the blood that has cooled down in the heart, the love that has been extinguished, is like being covered in a thick layer of ice, having endured the severe cold and loneliness, it will never rekindle.

Because there is no spark, there is no ash.

Ji Xun was going to get in the car and go home, but she looked at Qingqing's back.

She walked into the big house alone, as if she was going to be swallowed by an open pouring mouth, her figure was lonely.

Ji Xun only hesitated for a moment, jumped out of the car, stepped up the steps, and chased after him in a few steps.

"Qingqing..."

The little girl's voice was sweet and soft, Wen Renqing paused, and turned around slowly: "What's the matter?"

Ji Xun said softly: "I was just thinking, your desserts are delicious, can I come in and eat desserts?"

Always find an excuse to stay!Of course, craving for dessert is also true.

Ripples appeared in Wen Renqing's eyes, as if the frozen river melted in spring, and another stone fell into it, causing ripples.

"Ah."

Ji Xun happily followed in, like a cat brought home by someone, who came to be a guest at someone else's house, and sat on the sofa in a well-behaved manner, waiting for the owner to deliver the dried fish.

Wen Renting heard the commotion and came down from upstairs.

Ji Xun waved with bright almond eyes: "Xiao Tingting!"

Young Master Ting's body froze, and half of his face turned red instantly when he was called by this name.He couldn't get up and down and got stuck on the stairs.

On the one hand, I feel that Sister Ji Xun has a strong affinity for people, and I can't help but want to get closer, but on the other hand, I am shy.

Who can bear this.

I can't complain that my "niece" can also be fascinated by sister Ji Xun. If he is older, he probably can't stand it.

What the little boy has done most in his life is acting. He knows how to act as a bad boy who makes people hate and go crazy, as long as he is unreasonable and tries to act in a bad direction.

But he didn't know how to be a good boy sincerely.

After a while, he shuffled his feet and walked over with his head down.

Ji Xun didn't see his discomfort, but just took out the dorayaki and milk tea bought on the road from his bag, and said softly.

"Have you eaten? We bought some food on the way, and it's still warm."

Wen Renting's body stiffened, and he didn't even dare to look at the girl's smile opposite him.

"En." He replied vaguely and hesitantly, until Wen Renqing took out the dessert from the kitchen and gave him a cold look, he felt better.

Accustomed to the cold atmosphere, and accepting the spring breeze suddenly, he just felt restless.

The TV was turned on in the living room, but no one actually watched what it was playing.

It's just that with some sound, it will become more lively.

Ten years ago, no one even sat and watched TV here, only Wen Renyue came back drunk, fell into the sofa and threw things and went crazy.

However, ten years later, Wen Renyue, who was domineering and hysterical back then, unknowingly became better.

The years have smoothed out the original unbearable.

The three young people sitting here are more energetic than each other.The house that looked empty and condensed just now, now because of the excitement in the living room, seems to have regained the original happiness.

Ji Xun wanted to spend some time with these two quiet "little friends", so he talked about this and that.

Her voice was the happiest in the drawing-room, and no lark can sing more sweetly than that, and it rubs one's ears.

Chef Lao Zhang made cheesecake today.

Ji Xun nodded while eating, and the happy Xing'er narrowed her eyes: "It's delicious."

At home, Ji's mother was afraid that she would develop tooth decay when she was young, so she would control her to eat sweets.

So the plan to hire a pastry chef at home is impossible to realize.She murmured to Qingqing several times about it.

Qingqing listened to her muttering silently and calmly every time.

If you want to eat dessert, come to Qingqing to sit here for a while.So happy!

The way the elves eat is also very appetizing.With every bite, the brows and eyes are full of satisfaction.

If you go to eat and broadcast, such a happy look should attract many people who fast at night but are hungry.

Wen Renqing raised his eyes and saw that the little cake in the little liar's hand was almost finished: "There are also egg tarts."

Ji Xun nodded: "Yes!"

Young Master Ting at the side was eating Dorayaki and drinking a sip of milk tea, and he was gradually "fumigated".

The two foodies started broadcasting online, and Wen Renqing still maintained the image of a snow mountain that does not eat fireworks, and was not shaken and assimilated at all.

The news from the local station happened to be broadcast on the TV.

"...a section of the road three kilometers away from Lancun, a landslide occurred..."

The TV screen cut to the road, several cars were trapped in the middle of the road, and even one car was flattened by the rolling stones falling from the mountain.

On the TV, the sound of the ambulance whizzed, and the mosaic wounded being carried on the stretcher flashed across the screen.

bang.

Wen Renqing, who had just come out of the kitchen, dropped the plate in his hand to the floor.

When Ji Xun heard the movement, she immediately stood up and went over.

"Hiss..." Because he walked in a hurry, his knee hit the corner of the coffee table hard.

She bent down in pain, tears almost came out.

"Sister Ji Xun!" Young Master Ting put down the milk tea in his hand to look at her.

Wen Renqing over there came back to his senses, his lips were a little pale, but he came over to support Ji Xun.

She lowered her eyes, and pulled the little girl back to sit on the sofa: "Where did you hit?"

There were two tears in Ji Xun's eyes: "Knees..."

It happened to bump into the sharp corner of the coffee table, and it hurt my heart.

Wen Renqing didn't say anything, but suddenly turned to Master Ting and said, "Go to the pharmacy and get safflower oil."

Master Ting obediently went to the pharmacy.

Wen Renqing withdrew his gaze, leaned over and lifted Ji Xun's leg, placing it on his lap.

Ji Xun looked at her blankly: "?"

Wen Renqing's dark eyes were calm and deep: "Roll up your trouser legs, let me see."

Seeing Ji Xun looking at him stupidly, he looked like he couldn't react.

She pursed her lips, and reached her ankles with her cold fingertips, intending to roll up her trouser legs.

Ji Xun retracted like a bunny: "No, no need."

She pulled that leg back in a daze, clenched her palms tightly, and said in a low voice: "It's just a bump, it doesn't hurt now, I'm not that delicate."

She just looks like a squeamish girl, but she's actually strong!

The lights in the living room are bright but soft.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Ji Xun feels that Qingqing seems to have something on his mind at the moment, and he is a little dazed.

She asked in a low voice, "What happened to you just now? Did something happen?"

A person like Qingqing who has never dropped a single dollar all year round can't possibly drop the egg tart on the ground because of recklessness.

Wen Renqing was silent, did not speak, but his eyes seemed to be out of focus, and the usual indifference was missing.

"Qingqing." Ji Xun sat over and carefully touched her face.

Why is it so cold.

Qingqing's cheeks are also a little cold, Ji Xun's heart aches.

"You can tell me, don't keep things in your heart, okay?"

Ji Xun has never seen Qingqing like this before, and she is a little fragile.

In sight, the elf's lips were ruddy, her smooth and fair face looked like a shelled egg, and her eyelashes fluttered when she blinked.

Warm palms.

"Qingqing...don't keep silent, I'm worried about you."

The gentle voice is like a fine needle thread, stitching the broken heart together and restoring it to its original state.

Wen Renqing's pale pink lips moved with his face being held by Ji Xun: "The place where my mother went is Lancun."

Wang Yong set off to pick up his mother in the morning. According to the round-trip journey, he should have arrived home by this point.

Ji Xun was a little at a loss.

She could understand Qingqing's words, but she lacked the logic to connect this matter with Qingqing's gaffe.

Wen Renqing lowered his eyes: "The news just now reported that a landslide occurred on the three-kilometer road near Lancun. Several cars were trapped there, and someone in the car was injured, and..."

She didn't continue speaking, but her face was terribly pale, and for the first time, her Danfeng eyes showed a dazed emotion.

Ji Xun was very distressed, and she comforted her: "Qingqing, don't think about it. Let's call Aunt Yue first. Maybe she was delayed by something, so she didn't come back in time."

She touched her cold hands and took out the phone from her pocket for her.

"It's okay, let's make a call now and ask."

Wen Renqing glanced at her, and that glance almost made Ji Xun hug her in distress.

"Good boy. Make one to see." She hugged Wen Renqing's arm, grabbed her hand, and pressed her fingerprint on the screen to unlock it.

Wen Renqing didn't move.

Ji Xun felt that Qingqing must have panicked, so she didn't dare to call. She touched Xueshan's thin back, and subconsciously clicked into the call record, trying to find Aunt Yue.

However, there are only two contacts whose names are saved in the call record.

One is Uncle Yong, and the other is... a doll.

Ji Xun's heart skipped a beat, knowing that the doll was her.

——She almost occupied Qingqing's entire world.

This realization caused a subtle throbbing in her heart, as if the deer had been bumped.

"187..." Wen Renqing's voice was cold and sweet.

Ji Xun was taken aback, and immediately entered the number according to Qing Qingnian's number.

The number was entered, but no matching contact name popped up.

Qingqing did not save Aunt Yue's mobile phone number.

It was only then that Ji Xun realized how alienated the relationship between the mother and daughter was.

When she dialed the phone, the ringtone from the receiver turned out to be a explosive Two-dimensional song.

The bell rang in the living room all of a sudden. Master Ting came back at some point, stood on the stairs and watched, but didn't come over.

The bell rang for a long time, but no one answered.

Wen Renqing on the sofa put his hands on his lap, his fingertips dug into his palms, his expression was indifferent, even a little numb.

Ji Xun patted the back of her hand comfortingly from time to time, signaling her not to worry.

She tried to comfort Qingqing from another angle: "No one answered Aunt Yue's cell phone, which means that Aunt Yue is not there for the news you saw on TV."

Wen Renqing looked up at her.

Ji Xun continued to bite the bullet and said: "Think about it, the news has been broadcast, and those wounded must have been sent to the hospital immediately. Someone next to me must have heard the phone ringing. Maybe she fell asleep , put the phone on silent."

Wen Renqing still didn't speak, only his deep eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist that made it difficult to see clearly.

Her fingertips were still cold, but her heart slowly floated up from the cold place amidst the elf's chattering comfort.

Very strange.

In the previous several plot retracements, when the relationship between her and her mother was at its worst, it reached the point where she never had any contact with each other.

She thought she didn't care at all.

There is no family affection, and no other unnecessary emotional involvement.

But if this is the case, why did he tremble and drop the egg tart that the little liar likes to the ground when he heard the news.

She stood up and said in a low voice, "I'll get you another egg tart."

Ji Xun looked at her dazed look and frowned.

Friend status is wrong.

Her cherry lips parted: "Qingqing."

Wen Renqing turned his head in response, with no emotion in his eyes.

The elf smiled at her, her voice was sweet and coquettish: "My knee hurts."

Wen Renqing's gaze fell back to her lap: "..."

Master Ting by the stairs took no time to put the safflower oil on the coffee table.

Ji Xun touched his knee, blinked, and said softly: "It doesn't work even if you wipe it... My legs hurt and I can't walk."

She lay back like a fool, fell on the back of the sofa, and said in a coquettish voice, "I'll stay and sleep with you today, okay?"