Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 331 Three or two ebony plums outside the bamboo ([-])
In the early hours of the morning, Qiao Wei, who was sleeping, was suddenly awakened by the sound of ping-pong-pong.

Hearing the sound, it seemed to be coming from the living room.

Qing's family lives in an old house with poor sound insulation, and people in the next two rooms can hear every phone call clearly.

Tomorrow, there is still time for morning class. Qiao Wei turned over and wanted to continue to sleep, but unexpectedly, the commotion in the living room became more and more loud, and there was a tendency to develop this way.

She helplessly lifted the quilt, pulled the messy pajamas on her body, and opened the door under the moonlight.

The living room was lit and filled with the pungent smell of poor quality cigarettes and alcohol.

"You are my mother-in-law, your money is my money, I can take it if I want, what are you talking about!"

A middle-aged man with a fleshy face and a short, fat body was angry at the middle-aged woman with disheveled hair and vicissitudes on the sofa.

The middle-aged woman held his arm tightly, and begged bitterly: "Old Qing, you can't take it. This money is reserved for Ming'er Luo Jin to pay for the books. His teacher said that if you don't pay the debt If I pay the textbook fee, Luo Jin will not be allowed to attend class next semester."

Qing Luojin has just turned nine years old and is only in the fourth grade of elementary school.

Now the country implements nine-year compulsory education, from the first grade of elementary school to the third grade of junior high school, tuition fees are exempted, but miscellaneous fees still have to be paid. After one semester, these odd and miscellaneous fees add up to 2000 yuan.

2000 yuan is tantamount to a huge sum of money for this family of four supported by a woman with no skills or education.

She finally managed to save enough miscellaneous expenses, and before she had time to think about what to do with the expenses for the next semester, her husband who hadn’t had a house for several months came back, and took away the money for the children’s miscellaneous expenses without saying a word .

"Pay shit for books!" Lao Qing impatiently grabbed the woman's wrist and pulled it down hard, "What's the use of reading so many books? In the future, I won't be working for people like me who haven't studied!"

"Old Qing, this is the money left for the children. You can't take it, you really can't take it!" The woman was still persuading her earnestly. We suffer the same crime!"

"It's your mother's fault!"

Lao Qing's thick/black palm clattered and landed on her face with a strong wind.

After a while, a red-brown palm print appeared on her wrinkled and dull face.

"Li Yan, what do you mean? Is it very hard to follow me? I warn you, don't get angry with me! Aren't you able to make money? With so much money, why can't our family afford to buy a house and live on borrowed money? The day of the money? Where did the money go? Huh?"

Li Yan covered her face and curled up on the dilapidated small sofa, not daring to speak.

When Lao Qing saw her weak appearance, instead, he aroused the desire to abuse in his heart. He threw heavy fists on her head and covered her face.

"Have you endured hardships with me? Huh? Do you think I'm not capable? If you have the guts, go find a capable man! I want to see who will want your broken shoe!"

Hearing the dull sound of the fists hitting her head, Qiao Wei felt heartache for the middle-aged woman, but the woman just kept protecting her head, silently and resignedly accepting the punches that fell on her.

Just as she accepted her smoky marriage.

Feeling the nightgown being ripped, Qiao Wei lowered her head, and saw Qing Luojin holding a very torn bear doll, tremblingly looking at her.

Apparently, like her, he had witnessed what was happening in the living room, but he couldn't understand why it happened.

"elder sister……"

As soon as Xiao Luojin's words were whispered like mosquitoes, Qiao Wei immediately glanced in the direction of the living room.

Old Qing was completely immersed in the pleasure of violence, and did not notice the movement on the other side for a while.

Qiao Wei made a "don't talk" gesture, embraced Xiao Luo Jin's thin shoulders, quickly walked into the bedroom, and quietly closed the door.

It blocked the picture of the living room, but it couldn't block the sound from there.

"Sister, why did Dad hit Mom?"

There were tears in Xiao Luojin's eyes, which could not be shed, and the fingers that were holding the teddy bear almost sank into the stuffed cotton in the doll's stomach.

Qiao Wei touched his head and replied in a low voice: "This is an adult's business."

"What do you mean by 'adult affairs'?" Xiao Luojin asked persistently.

"'Grown things'...means everything that seems incomprehensible to you."

Xiao Luo Jin blinked blankly.

"Go to sleep, just sleep." Qiao Wei pushed him into her little bed, and tucked him in the quilt. "You will sleep at my sister's place tonight."

Xiao Luo Jin nodded obediently.

Maybe it's because simple-minded people have a good physique that can fall asleep as soon as they touch the pillow. After a while, his breathing became even.

What was going on in the living room intensified to the point where it was impossible to ignore.

Qiao Wei looked at her thin arm, silently calculated the odds in her heart, and called, "Baby System."

Everything must be done according to one's ability, and she has always known how to protect herself.

But this time, her patience has come to an end.

The system came out very quickly this time, [I am the host! 】

"Give me a pond fish, and a luck snatching pill."

[Okay host, no problem host. 】

After carefully hiding the two time-limited props, Qiao Wei glanced back at the sleeping little Luo Jin, quietly opened a crack in the door, walked out lightly, and closed the door behind her.

"Dad, are you back?"

As if she didn't see the tragedy in front of her, she happily surrounded her.

Lao Qing usually doesn't stay at home, and when he comes home, he only asks for money and hits people with his hands. No one in this family welcomes him except the young and ignorant little Luo Jin.

As soon as he heard a voice full of joy, he paused with his raised hands, followed the prestige, and saw his eldest daughter.

"Father, it's so late, have you had dinner yet?" Qiao Wei held back his disgust, held his arm affectionately, and calmly stopped his falling fist.

Old Qing was stunned for a moment, with weird eyes, then looked down at Li Yan who was curled up like a shrimp thrown into a pot, hummed heavily from his nose, and slowly put down his hand.

"It's Qiao Wei." He scanned Qiao Wei up and down several times with his cloudy and wretched eyes, focusing on her neck for a while longer, "I haven't seen you for a few months, I've grown so fast."

Qiao Wei's scalp was numb from the sight.

Damn, this bitch won't even let his wife and children go!

Before Qiao Wei could take any action, Li Yan, who was curled up on the sofa, suddenly broke out.

"Don't think about my daughter!" Li Yan rushed over and hugged his leg tightly. "Old Qing, you can do anything to me, don't touch my daughter! Don't touch my child!"

　The female supporting role is accumulating anger points
　　
　
(End of this chapter)