The road to whitewashing for the male supporting role

Yan Tingan knew that he couldn't hide it from them, so he simply explained the matter in a few words.

"Worm!"

"He's so damn good..."

"Spicy chicken!"

"I killed him!"

"As long as the **** is in the imperial capital for one day, I will be at odds with him!"

Seeing the angry expressions on everyone's faces, Yan Ting'an suddenly felt relieved, that's right, it shouldn't be a waste of time for a piece of rubbish.

Dealing with him is a waste of time, and ignoring him is the most correct choice.

When he spoke, everyone responded superficially, but in their hearts they all thought how life would be worse than death to kill him.

Yan Tingan saw their restlessness, and said helplessly, "We don't need to waste time on people like this, the best revenge is to ignore them."

"Tch, there's not much, but I have more time, sir."

"Okay, shut up and say hello to me!"

It has been a week since the incident, and Chen Jingran finally managed to get a hundred thousand yuan. After paying half a year's rent, he sent a WeChat message to his second sister who has a smartphone at home, "Second sister, give us the 5 yuan. Dad has [-] yuan, and the remaining [-] yuan, you and eldest sister will each have [-] yuan, and I will try my best to go back before the Mid-Autumn Festival."

When transferring money, what Chen didn't expect was that WeChat couldn't allow him to transfer [-] yuan at once, and he had to verify it, so he first transferred [-] yuan, and then transferred [-] yuan separately.

Liang Yulan was surprised when she saw the money transfer message sent by WeChat on her mobile phone, and then saw the profile picture of her younger brother. When she clicked on the content, her hands trembled a little, and she immediately sent a voice, "Xiao Baonong didn't do anything bad, what? Got the money?"

Liang Yulan's heart is extremely complicated for this younger brother who is often out of contact. She has been working part-time for several years, and she is no longer the girl who was brainwashed in the small mountain village and only thought that her younger brother was the only one to rely on.

Unlike those simple people in the mountains, she thinks that this younger brother can change their village. As far as she knows, students in good schools can do part-time jobs to support themselves, but her younger brother still asks the family for money every year.

She doesn't think it's bad for her younger brother to ask the family for money, but the family situation is like that, and the people in their village are also very poor. Even if they come out to work, they can't read a word and the salary is very low.

People in her village did not dare to go out of the ravine, and she was able to come out because of poverty. Now the monthly income of more than 2000 yuan is beyond her imagination.

But she knew that these were not enough for her brother's living expenses for a month.

But years of thinking does not mean that changing can change.

Still habitually thinking about him.

Chen Jingran felt the sister's timidity, panicked and immediately sent a voice to appease, "Sister, I haven't been back for so long, I have been working on a project, and now this project can finally make money, you can use this money to buy some clothes and food Yes, I'll take care of it for you next month, and you ask Dad to pay off the family's debt first, and when I go back during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will repair the house in my hometown."

It's only May now, and there are still three months before the Mid-Autumn Festival, which is enough for him to get a sum of money.

Liang Yulan was a little afraid to ask for it, but thinking about her parents and her hard-working niece who only knew a few words, she gritted her teeth and collected the money. She didn't keep the [-], but gave it to her elder sister.

"Okay dad, I got it. Xiaobao said he would come back after the Mid-Autumn Festival, and he also said that he would repair your hometown house."

"I knew that Xiaobao was not the white-eyed wolf they said. They were jealous that my littlebao could be admitted to such a good school. Who made our littlebao smart since he was a child..." A series of praises came from the honest man in front of him. The generous man kept pouring out his words.

It seems to tell the pain of the past two years.

The village has been poking him in the back for the past few years, saying that even if his family confessed a college student, so what?

It's not just a white-eyed wolf. It's been two years and he hasn't even returned home.

Except for asking for money, the rest can't even make a phone call.

The house in my hometown is still so dilapidated. I heard from the college students who went out from the neighboring village that they are now wearing famous brands, and they are doing well in school. I heard that a piece of clothing costs hundreds, thousands!

What a waste of tuition they paid for!

But they still underestimated that the suit Liang Qinzhou was wearing was bought by Yan Ting'an, plus the watch in his hand, it would cost around [-] yuan for the whole body.

Chen Jingran sat on the swivel chair and played with his hands. He didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't look up for a long time, until the phone rang, and then picked up the phone calmly, "Qinzhou, are you busy now?"

"Is Qingqing okay?"

The girl opposite was crying and flustered, "Can you come to the Central Hospital to accompany me, I'm a little scared, Brother Qinzhou, I'm so scared."

The voice trembled violently, and Chen Jingran frowned, "Don't panic, just send me the location and the floor, and I'll rush over there right away."

When Chen Jingran received the news, he put on his coat and hurried out of the house. He climbed to the third floor of the hospital and saw Wu Qingqing outside the door of the emergency room, squatting on the ground with disheveled hair and hugging his knees. Little by little.

He stepped forward to put the coat on her body, Wu Qingqing cried out when she saw him coming, clutched his arm tightly, and asked uneasily, "Grandma Liang Qinzhou will be fine, right?"

Now Chen Jingran finally knew what made the little girl in front of him so scared.

He took out his hand and patted her on the back, comforting her gently, "Don't be afraid, trust the doctor, grandma will be fine."

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"Hey, you still have an older brother." Chen Jingran squatted down and hugged her into his arms.

There was a dazed look in his eyes.

He seems to have a sister too?

Why can't I remember anything?

All he knew was that his name was Chen Jingran, and he was bound to a system to go to the world derived from the novel to perform missions to cleanse the male supporting roles, or fulfill their last wishes.

He seems to have done a lot of tasks, but there is no memory in his mind.

"Grandpa, didn't the doctor tell you to eat less sugar when you get older, and mix rice with sugar? What's the way to eat it? You have to put yourself in the hospital to feel better, don't you?" Yan Tingan was very angry. , now very fierce.

Seeing how old he was and being taught a lesson by his grandson, the Yanyan postponed his expression, "How can rice taste good if it is not mixed with sugar? Braised pork is not allowed, sweet ones are not allowed, and pickled vegetables are not allowed. Meat is not allowed to be eaten, but vegetables are eaten every day, vegetables, vegetables, you are raising me like a sheep!"

"Is that not letting you eat? It's for your body. If you don't have three highs, who will let you..." Yan Ting'an who was talking suddenly saw Liang Qinzhou hugging Wu Qingqing and didn't know what he was talking about.

For a while, his footsteps stopped in place. After such a long time, he thought he had forgotten, and even complained about his vision in the middle of the night, and he liked all kinds of rubbish.

Unexpectedly, when he saw him again, his heartbeat was still beating non-stop, even stronger than before.

The face couldn't help but clouded up.

Are you that cheap?