Soul Patch

Chapter 255 That Beam of Light
Jia Song took the plastic bag and carried it in his hand, but his eyes kept following Andy.

He watched as Andy carefully wiped the chair, then sat down. She stretched out her slender arm, beckoned to the owner, and pointed to the food on the table: "This, and this, um, could you add a tea egg for me, please!"

Her voice, like her image, carries a sunny quality that brings joy to listeners.

Andy sat there eating and had a strange feeling, as if a pair of eyes were watching her.

She knew that the gaze came from Jia Song.

At this moment, Jia Song couldn't quite describe his feelings. He only felt as if a ray of light had shone into his heart, and the heavy and gloomy thoughts that had been shackled him suddenly became clear.

To be honest, his grades were good. If he studied hard, he could go to university and have a promising future... But he never thought about those things; they were too far removed from his life.

It made him feel that it was out of reach, made him feel tired, and even made him feel hopeless.

Forget about future development, even survival in the present has become difficult. Every time he was ganged up on by that group, he wanted to fight them to the death.

But what will happen to his brother and mother if he dies?
My mother was a talented woman, and since ancient times, it has been a life-threatening situation for talented women to fall in love.

The mother, just beginning to experience romantic feelings, was attracted to the father's dashing appearance and married him far away for what she called love... As a result, the father had no sense of family and would not return home for several years at a time, and when he did call, he was very perfunctory.

His mother and two children waited patiently here, and he knew she was waiting for his father...

The plump proprietress came over with a broom and swept it across the ground a few times. Seeing the pile of tofu pudding behind Jia Song, she straightened up, gave it a couple of pounding blows, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said, "Move aside, you brat, what are you doing standing here like a wooden post?"

This shout startled Jia Song.

He hurriedly snapped out of his thoughts, responding with "Oh, oh" as he took a few steps back in a fluster.

With such a loud noise, Andy naturally looked over.

He immediately spotted Jia Song standing there looking embarrassed. Jia Song took two steps back and hesitated before looking in his direction.

Their eyes met across the distance.

A hint of shyness appeared on Jia Song's handsome face, his cheeks flushed slightly. He met her gaze for a moment, then looked away and ran out of the shop.

Andy smiled faintly, thinking to himself: Silly boy.

A beauty like her is always the center of attention wherever she goes, and she's used to being admired.

She looked down at her breakfast, which was almost finished, and thought of Tie Hanhan, who was guarding the earthen slope.

I beckoned the proprietress over and packed one of each item of breakfast for her to take away later.

"Alright!" The proprietress smiled and grabbed the takeout bag, getting to work.

Jia Song ran all the way home, closed the gate, squatted down, and leaned against the door, panting heavily.

The moment I made eye contact with the girl at the breakfast stall keeps replaying in my mind:

Through the shop's simple window, the soft morning light shone on half of the girl's face, outlining her beautiful profile. Her high ponytail accentuated her snow-white skin, bright eyes, and pearly white teeth.

When the girl looked at him, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she were a little curious, or as if she could see through his little thoughts, her expression knowing.

To be honest, this kind of woman with delicate features and captivating eyes seemed to have only been seen in paintings, and now she was standing right in front of him.

Not only did she appear in front of him, but she also crashed right into his arms.

He touched his chest; his heart was pounding wildly inside, feeling like it was about to jump out of his chest.

A smile unconsciously crept onto my lips, truly proving the saying, "A person is like a rainbow; you only know they exist when you meet them!"

"Brother, what are you grinning about?"

Jia Song snapped back to reality. He cleared his throat awkwardly and said, "No, no, I wasn't laughing... You're mistaken!" Jia Nan had somehow squatted down beside him and was looking at him with a puzzled expression.

He raised his hand and shoved Jia Nan's arm: "Hey! What time is it? Why aren't you in school yet?"

"Brother, I was just about to ask you! What time is it? You still haven't bought breakfast. Mom is worried and asked me to come out and check!" Jia Nan said, glancing at Jia Song's hand.

It's tofu pudding!

He forgot about complaining to his brother, snatched the plastic bag, opened the box, and gulped down a few mouthfuls.

"It smells so good! I'm going inside... Mom steamed some buns, which will go perfectly with tofu pudding!" Jia Nan carried the box into the house.

"Brother, hurry up! What are you dawdling for? Are you even going to school?" Jia Nan's muffled voice came from inside the house.

The kid must have a steamed bun stuffed in his mouth and was chewing it, Jia Song looked at him with doting eyes.

"Going to school? Right, I completely forgot! The sick leave slip for the injury he got last time expired yesterday, and he has to go to school today!" Jia Song rushed into the house and ate a lot.

The food on the table was devoured in a whirlwind.

"You two, eat slowly, don't rush!" Their mother came over with a bowl of porridge and said slowly and deliberately.

In their eyes, their mother always had a gentle and kind demeanor.

Jia Song gulped down half a bowl of porridge, then called to his younger brother, and the two boys ran out of the house one after the other.

After running for a while, Jia Song looked at the village primary school that was just a stone's throw away and slowed down.

"Why aren't you running anymore? We're almost there, hurry up and run a few more steps!" Jia Nan said, panting. "You'll be punished by standing if you're late."

"Xiao Nan" Jia Song looked towards the village, his expression turning serious.

Upon seeing this, Jia Nan stopped and stood still.

He stared at Jia Song for a long time, then hesitated before asking, "Brother, are you leaving?"

Jia Song had mentioned this topic to him before, but he was young then and didn't understand many things.

Jia Song stared intently at Jia Nan: His younger brother had grown up so fast, his height had increased dramatically. It was just that he wasn't getting enough nutrition; he looked thin and frail.

After thinking for a while, Jia Song said as if he had made up his mind, "Xiao Nan, let's leave here!"

"Us? Where to go? But what about when I go to junior high school?"

“Yes, we’ll leave with Mother,” Jia Song said firmly, but his tone quickly softened: “As for where to go, I haven’t decided yet!”

"What will we eat and drink when we get to other places where there's no land? Will we still have to go to school?"

“I’ve made up my mind. I won’t take the college entrance exam. Let’s go to a big city. I’ll earn money and support you and Mom.”

After saying these words, Jia Song felt much better.

Jia Nan remained silent for a while, then said, "Okay!"

If you're going to be ostracized and bullied here, you might as well try your luck in a big city.

“Brother, I can also do part-time work after school. I can work!” Jia Nan smiled at Jia Song.

The morning sunlight enveloped the two brothers, making them feel warm.

(End of this chapter)