Chapter 70: Jiaojiao is spoiled by the rough man

Some villagers who came upon hearing the noise couldn't bear to see the village chief waiting here in person, so they scolded a few ignorant young men nearby and spoke sincerely to the village chief Su Yang in front of them.

"What's wrong with that? As the village chief, you have to solve everyone's problems." Su Yang glanced at Su Wanwan secretly.

Seeing her father, who was so old, sitting outside a few rooms despite the cold wind in order to save face, Su Wanwan suddenly felt a little sad.

But since her father Su Yang was already sitting here, it would be worse if she joined others in persuading him to go back.

Thinking of this, Su Wanwan sniffed and looked at the people in front of her coldly——

"It's not convincing for me to sit here alone. I'll wait here with my father. You old people can go back first. When the materials needed by the factory are delivered, we will notify you door to door. You don't have to wait here."

Although Su Wanwan's voice was clear and sweet, her words gave people an extremely cold feeling. Some elderly people on the opposite side did not dare to speak again after she finished speaking, and their anger was stagnant for a while.

It was thought that these villagers who were standing in a circle watching on the side would soon go back to their homes, after all, there was still work to be done in the production team tomorrow. But to Su Wanwan's surprise, although these villagers didn't say anything, they seemed to have made an agreement and just stood not far away, with no intention of leaving.

Only the first few young men who appeared could not bear it anymore after standing there for a while and left.

Su Wanwan, wrapped in a thick blanket, felt a little warm at first, but as time went on, the blanket was penetrated by the constant wind, causing her to shiver slightly again.

"Wanwan, it's time to go back and rest. Mother has already made the quilt for you." Mother Zhao Ying stood beside Su Wanwan at some point and whispered in her ear.

The wind around her blew against her face. Su Wanwan opened her eyes in a daze and didn't know what time it was.

"Mom, why are you here so late?"

"Can mom not come over? You and your dad are here, and you can still sleep so soundly at home by yourself?" Mother Zhao Ying scolded Su Wanwan softly, and then she was about to pull her up from the mat and take her home.

Noticing her mother's actions, Su Wanwan quickly pulled back her mother's hand with a little force.

"Mom, what will happen to my dad if I go back?" Su Wanwan admitted that when she first decided to sit here and wait for Xu Yan to come back, she didn't think too much about it, nor did she think about how torturous the night wind could be.

"Alas, it has come to this. If your father passed away at this time, it would be a joke. After all, he is the village chief, and he still has to have dignity."

Zhao Ying glanced at Su Yang, who was sitting there silently with his head down. He looked like he had fallen asleep.

"You are different from your father. You are not our village cadre, and you are still young. We can't compete with a child." Turning her gaze back to Su Wanwan, mother Zhao Ying softened her voice and continued to pull Su Wanwan away, but Su Wanwan pulled her hand back again.

"I won't go back. My father is suffering from the cold here because of me. If I go back to sleep at this time and leave my father here alone, am I still a human being?" Su Wanwan shook her head.

No matter what, she would wait here until dawn.

"If you don't go back with mom to rest, when your father wakes up and sees you still sitting here, don't you know that he loves you?" Zhao Ying sighed.

"I feel bad for you, but I'm not going back anyway. You should go back and rest." Su Wanwan tilted her head slightly and didn't look at her mother Zhao Ying.

"Then hold this small pillow between your legs. It will make you more comfortable."

Knowing that his girl always did things according to her own ideas and that no amount of intervention from others could change Su Wanwan's mind, Zhao Ying handed her the small pillow he had brought a long time ago, and stood there for a few minutes before sighing and turning back to go home.

The wind in the second half of the night was obviously stronger than that in the first half. Most of the villagers standing in front of the two of them had left without them noticing. In the night, Su Wanwan squinted her eyes, identifying the faces of the crowd in front of her, and was surprised to find that those waiting here were not young youths, but some unusual old faces.

Almost all of them are elderly people of the same generation as her father.

Feeling filled with sorrow, Su Wanwan exhaled a few breaths into her palms, carefully adjusted the position of the pillow on her knees, and slowly lay down on the pillow.

Although she couldn't get a good night's sleep sitting on a mat as good as the bed at home, at least her mother brought her a pillow so she could make do.

The wind in the second half of the night gradually blew on Su Wanwan's exposed forehead, and her jet-black hair kept flying in the wind. After an unknown amount of time, Su Wanwan opened her eyes after hearing a series of noises. She vaguely saw that many people in front of her moved away from their original positions, leaving a wide path in front of Su Wanwan and the other person.

Then, a sound of cars came closer and closer.

"Is this Xu Yan coming back?"

The elderly people who were waiting opposite Su Wanwan and the other person also found a place to sit down and rest. Everyone was woken up by the sound of the car and someone asked in a daze.

"That should be the case. Besides him, who else in our village can drive a car?" someone in the crowd immediately responded.

Su Wanwan's father Su Yang, who was sitting next to her, was also awakened by the noise and raised his head silently.

Sure enough, the shadow of the car body gradually appeared in the distance and caught everyone's eyes at the same time as the first rays of dawn in the sky!

As agreed, Xu Yan delivered all the materials and machines needed for the factory within two or three days.

When the car stopped steadily outside a few dilapidated houses, Su Wanwan could vaguely see in the dim light that Xu Yan in the car looked unhappy.

Just as she was about to step forward and say a few words, Xu Yan suddenly opened the car door lightly and jumped out of the car. He didn't even bother to open the trunk and walked straight towards Su Wanwan.

"Why are you here? What time is it now? Did you spend the night here last night?" His eyes fell on the blanket that Su Wanwan stood up and casually put aside. At the right time, Xu Yan saw Su Yang beside Su Wanwan, and the look in his eyes unconsciously became serious.

"Ah...it's just a small matter, it's all over." Although her cheeks were a little numb from the cold, Su Wanwan was still able to respond to Xu Yan's questions completely.

"What do you mean by a small matter? Why did you spend the night here last night?" Grabbing Su Wanwan's exposed hand, a chill instantly spread in Xu Yan's palm.

This further confirmed his previous doubts.

"Ha... just a little thing."

Avoiding Xu Yan's sight a little, Su Wanwan wanted to put away the materials Xu Yan brought back as soon as possible.

"What's the small matter?" However, Xu Yan stood in front of Su Wanwan.