Being a heartthrob in a small world

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The system feels like an old mother at this moment

But it still can't do anything

The girl sat obediently on the wooden bench. Her dirty face had been wiped clean.

Qin Ya looked at the girl's face

"Oh my God, she dared to say that her appearance was comparable to Miguel in her village.

It's just that the girl's appearance is not offensive

Sitting there, I feel like a good little angel.

Even if you do nothing, just looking at it makes people feel good

This is a small earthen house.

From the furnishings in the room, it can be seen that the family's conditions are not good.

There is an old yellow cow tied outside the door

The old ox was also skinny and hungry, and looked like it had not been fed much.

There were groans of pain coming from inside the house.

Qin Ya was washing vegetables

The small vegetable garden at the door has finally grown some edible seedlings.

There happened to be guests coming today, so Qinya picked them off

Prepare to use this to entertain Qianzhan

Aunt Qinya put down the dish in a hurry.

Rushed into the room

When I walked in, I saw the man rolling on the ground.

"Oh my God George, my son, how are you?"

Aunt Qinya immediately stepped forward and helped the man to the bed.

George was mumbling something, and Qin Ya lowered her head to listen.

"MiG...MiG..."

It's that man again. Qin Ya slapped the man in the face.

"George, you are crazy. Hasn't he hurt you enough? You are still thinking about him."

Aunt Qinya let go of the man's hand

George seemed to have lost his soul, lost his support and collapsed on the bed

His eyes were fixed on the ceiling, and he kept repeating Miguel's name.

Aunt Qinya couldn't stand it anymore and ran out

Qianzhan looked at the woman crying in front of him

"Wow, my life is so miserable. My husband died early, and I have been dependent on my son. Now my son has been bewitched and broke his leg. What should I do in the future?"

Aunt Qinya cried so hard that she almost fainted.

But the girl in front of him remained indifferent

"Son, what do you think I should do in the future?"

Aunt Qinya wanted to seek comfort, but her words fell on deaf ears.

"Oh, forget it, you are too young to understand, why should I tell you this?"

Aunt Qinya stood up and picked up the dish again.

"Just stay here with your aunt and I'll go ask around in the streets in a few days to help you find your family."

Aunt Qinya looked at the girl

She found that the girl didn't seem to understand what she said at all.

Just lowering my head and playing with my fingers

Soon it was night.

"Sleep with me tonight, kid."

Aunt Qinya held the girl's hand and said, "When I was pregnant with George, I hoped that it was a girl. I didn't expect that after the baby was born, I found out that it was a naughty one."

Qin Ya smiled happily as she looked at the girl in front of her who had an angelic face.

"Now that you're here, I have a daughter now. Girls are well-behaved, unlike my son."

Thinking of her son, the woman sighed again, as if she had endless sorrow in her heart.

Qin Ya talked for a long time, and found that the girl just looked at her indifferently.

Qin Ya suddenly felt that her thoughts had nowhere to hide.

She looked carefully again, and the girl's eyes had moved away.

The woman let go of the girl's hand

The girl's hands are so white and tender, her skin is like a newborn baby's

It's obvious that these hands are not the hands of someone who does regular work.

It looks more like the hands of the noble ladies in the city, even better maintained than them.

Under the dim light of the small earthen house, her hands looked like a piece of extremely smooth mutton-fat jade.

But there is a black mark on the jade

That was Qin Ya's black handprint. The woman's face looked a little unnatural.

She pulled the girl's hand and wiped it with the corner of her clothes.

Not only did it not get clean, but it became darker and darker

And because the fabric of Qinya's clothes was too rough

A few strokes made the girl's hands red.

Qin Ya not only did not let go of the girl's hand, but rubbed it even harder.

The woman looked at the girl with a hint of pride.

But I found that Qianzhan didn't react at all, as if he didn't feel any pain at all.

At this moment, the girl suddenly turned her head and looked at the woman.

Aunt Qinya let go of the girl's hand instantly

She stood up, her expression somewhat cold. "We don't usually eat dinner at home. You should go to bed first. I still have work to do."

After saying that, Qin Ya went out, and soon the sound of chopping wood was heard outside the door.

When Qin Ya came back from chopping wood

I found that the girl was still sitting in the same position as before, looking into the distance.

It is obviously a dilapidated house with a dirty environment.

Even the bench the girl sat on was pitch black.

But she was there, like a filter for this shabby little house.

It seems that the air around me has become sweeter.

"Ah! Miguel! Miguel! I'm going to kill you! I love you the most!"

Suddenly a man screamed in the house

The girl sitting on the bench was startled and turned her head blankly to look inside the house.

Aunt Qinya, who heard the sound, immediately put down her work and rushed into the house.

Because he was too anxious, his foot bumped into the small stool where Qianzhan was sitting.

She staggered and nearly fell.

Aunt Qinya couldn't help herself this time and glared at the light at the door.

But she found that the girl ignored her

Just curiously looking inside the house

Qin Ya's face looked a little ugly. Qianzhan's expression of watching the show irritated her.

There were more roars coming from the house, each one more intense than the last.

Aunt Qinya didn't care about anything else at the moment.

He ran in hastily.

After a while, there was a sound of something falling in the room.

"I'll prove it! I'm the one who loves Miguel the most!"

The man looked crazy, crawling on the ground in a dark and twisted manner.

"George! George, don't do this."

Aunt Qinya tried to hold back the mad man, but it was in vain.

George finally climbed to the door with his own hands.

He looked up and met a pair of curious eyes.

The murderous intent that was screaming wildly in my mind suddenly stopped.

George had a moment of clarity, and the crazy love in his eyes dissipated like a tide.

The man rolled his eyes and fainted.

Qianzhan looked at the hand that was about to touch his feet.

She stepped back with the stool in her hand.

At this moment, Aunt Qinya also got up from the ground. When she was trying to stop George

George hit me on the head with a water bottle

Her head is still dizzy now.

She fluttered and hugged her son, "Wuwuwu, Miguel, you bitch, you will not die well..."

Qin Ya scolded Miguel at the door for half an hour

When I looked up, I met the girl's excited eyes.

The girl's eyes are crystal clear, like two pools of autumn water

The black pupils are like gems under the water, full of mystery.

Under such a look, Aunt Qin Ya lost interest in scolding people.

"Child, help me."

Aunt Qinya showed a fragile smile, as if she was a mother whose heart was broken by her child.

But the girl still didn't move.

Instead, he changed his hand, supported his chin and looked at her.