Scum Man Cannot Redeem Himself

Ning Qing was thinking about how to get rid of him, and the curtain was picked up. Chen Jili was tall and thin, and it was estimated that he was afraid of knocking his head, leaning his head and bending his waist before entering the room.

"Sister Ningqing, he touched the door bolt and came in by himself. I couldn't stop him." Buer followed from behind, spreading his arms cautiously, blocking it between Ningqing and Chen Jili, like this man who broke in It's a flood beast.

There is indeed a problem with the door bolt. The arm is slightly longer and can be extended into the door to pick it apart. Last time the boss, this time Chen Jili. This courtyard gate has no effect on those of them who are tall.

After Chen Jili entered the room, she glanced at her first, then carefully looked around the room, and her face was full of dissatisfaction, "How do people live in this place?"

Pointing at her window: "The window is not big enough, the lighting is not good, the house is also dark in the daytime, and long-term living is not good for the eyes."

His eyes turned to her closet again, and she said with disbelief: "How many years has it been used? It's not too dirty."

After dismissing the cabinet, the sight fell on the ground, and it was almost unbelievable to rub it with my feet a few times. It was actually muddy soil. Although it was stepped on firmly, it was cleaned and cleaned. It’s okay to lay wooden planks, not even bluestone bricks."

Shaking his head, looking away, shaking his head again.

Ning Qing looked at him quietly. Sure enough, his critical nature had not changed at all. Think of the courtyard where he lives compared with this small farmyard. Of course, one is in the sky and the other is in the same place.

"But I live comfortably here." Ning Qing fought back quietly, and he said so unbearably. If she didn't fight back, it seemed that she was too bully.

Ning Qing's faint words easily provoked Chen Jili's anger. He crossed the bud and walked across the table where Ning Qing sat, bent down, and approached Ning Qing.

"Are you afraid of not thinking about Shu!" What he said was obvious, with a sour taste in his voice.

Ning Qing was too lazy to argue with him, pushing the boat along the river: "It is indeed as you said, I am very happy."

"You... really are ashamed." Chen Jili was badly corrupted, glaring at Ning Qing with hatred.

Ning Qing is not afraid of him, and his face is full of care, "It's my business to know whether or not to be ashamed, can you... can you control it?"

She can always easily get angry with him. Chen Jili suppressed his anger and couldn't help looking at the woman in front of him. For a long time, he regretted: "If you have half of Frost's reasonableness, we will not be like this."

"Don't presume her in my face, she is her, I am me, on par with me, she is not worthy." Ning Qing spit out these words gently, looking at the bill in his hand, his eyelids were too lazy to lift.

This woman is getting more and more courageous and doesn't take his words seriously. This kind of Ning Qing really made Chen Jili unable to start. She used to be at least angry, at least to show that she cares, but now she is so indifferent, so careless, really makes him have no way.

Chen Jili stared at Ning Qing for a long time. When she saw her at her desk, she looked at the account book carefully. She really had no intention of talking to him. Finally, she sighed and compromised.

Ning Qing turned over the bill and made a mark with a brush in an unclear place.

When Chen Jili saw that she was not going to respond to him, it was only now that she understood that indifference was the most hurtful behavior.

Recalling that she used to talk to him with a smile, but he turned a blind eye to it and ignored it. Her eyes always fell on the pages of the book. Her voice was noise to him, just like mosquitoes.

At this moment, is she the same?

How cold he used to be to her, how cold she now gives back. Sure enough, it was the little girl, stingy and revengeful.

I thought he dropped her arrogance to pick her up again and again, and she could return to him with a change of heart. But it turned out that she really didn't want to go back, and she really didn't want him anymore. Chen Jili had the answer, and he felt as heavy as a stone.

Looking at the little girl who once attached to him like that, and now it is so strange, Chen Jili sighed again, "Your mother is back in Sucheng."

Ning Qing held the brush in her hand, her eyelashes shivered slightly, and her eyes were clearly red, but she raised her eyes to meet Chen Jili's eyes, and her voice became a threat. "If you dare to lie to me, you will die."

"Arrive this morning." He received the news, without delay, and immediately came to the bank of Qingshui. He wanted to take Ning Qing back, because the parents who had promised Ning Qing had to take care of her. Even with his words, he would bring Ning Qing to her mother, and then thank him.

"Buer, help me pack two pieces of clothing. I'm going back to Sucheng." Ning Qing thought of her mother for a moment, at a loss. She was wrong, and she shouldn’t have been in contact with her mother for a year, causing her old man to run back to Sucheng in person. Nor should I hold my breath and want to use another way to counteract my mother's anger.

"I'll go to the workshop to explain, you'll hurry up and I'll leave immediately." Ning Qing walked out while instructing Buer.

After explaining the matter, he returned to the house rather hurriedly, and Xiuping came to the house to get the letter and helped to clean up.

"Girl, do you want Bu'er or me to follow? There is someone to take care of." Xiuping worried about the man's mischief. If he caught him back, he wouldn't leave him in the mansion, even the one who reported to the boss. No. This man doesn't seem to deal with it, and he doesn't know if the girl will be in danger.

"No, you're optimistic about your family. I'll go back when I go." Ning Qing picked up her baggage, remembering something like that, and turned around to take out a handkerchief-wrapped thing from the bottom of the box and stuffed it into the baggage.

Xiuping looked at the figure hurriedly away, thinking of ways to let the boss Hua come.

Hurry back to Sucheng and look at the sky rather calmly. Now that the time of ugliness is over, I don’t know if there is still a carriage. I have long wanted to buy a carriage, but the silver in my hand has been on the verge of collapse and has been dragging. At this moment, she was so anxious to move forward.

Not far afterwards, the sound of horseshoes approached in the back. Chen Jili rode to Ning Qing, strangled the reins, blocked her way, held out her hand, and made an invitation.

Ning Qing was reluctant to ride with him, bypassing the horses silently, thinking of going out of the village entrance, which is the official road, where there will be a carriage going to Sucheng.

Chen Jili was not angry when she saw this, she was so stubborn and waited for her to take a few steps to stop her again. Ning Qing ignored him and walked around again. Chen Jili chased and stopped again.

Ning Qing was angry and kicked on the horse's buttocks. The horse was in pain and ran forward. Chen Jili hugged the horse's neck and waited for the horse to run smoothly before strangling the horse again and jumping off the horse.

When Ning Qing came to the front, Chen Jili said: "It takes at least one night to go to Sucheng by horse-drawn carriage, and riding can shorten the time by half. Now walk with me, I promise to send you to Ningfu when you are in the lantern." For a moment, Chen Jili said again: "It must be that your mother is very anxious now."

Although Ning Qing has no words, he is thinking about Chen Jili's words. He is right. Riding horses will definitely be faster than manned carriages. Moreover, it is unclear whether there is a carriage going to Sucheng. If not, she would have to wait until tomorrow morning to set off, and to Sucheng until tomorrow evening.

I haven’t seen my mother for four years, and she can’t wait to see her soon, even if she is scolded.

Can think of riding with him, Ning Qing heart refused.

"Come up." Chen Jili turned around and stretched out his hand. He was so sincere that Ning Qing felt strange. Perhaps it was too long for them to get along peacefully, so that Ning Qing didn't believe that Chen Jili in front was the former Chen Jili. .

"Come up and see your mother soon." Chen Jili's voice was very tempting. "I promise not to make you angry." There was a slight humbleness in his voice, which made Ning Qing feel a trance, as if not from his mouth.

He seemed to see Ning Qing shaking, his hand stretched forward a few more times, and almost touched Ning Qing's squeezed hand.

"Go, treat me as a coachman and see your mother."

In order to see the mother earlier, Ning Qing bit her lip, stretched out her hand, and turned to sit behind him.

Feeling the peace behind him, Chen Jili smiled in his eyes, and there was a long-lost comfort in his voice, "Hug me tight."

But after waiting for a while, there was no movement behind him. Instead, because of his alienation, he turned his head and saw that Ning Qing was almost sitting on the horse's butt, and his heart was sour. "After a while, it will run fast. , If you don’t hold tight, you will fall, and you will have to live half a life without dying."

Thinking of the possibility of falling, Ning Qing moved forward a little bit, sure that she would not fall, looking at the shoulder she had longed for, thinking of Li Shuangshuang, this man did not belong to her, and his hand was stubbornly reaching the edge of the saddle.

Chen Jili sighed again, took the pair of hands that bounded him, and wrapped it around his waist. He said abruptly, "Hug tightly." Without giving Ning Qing any chance to refute, he clamped the horse's belly and raised at the same time. Horse whip, the horse underneath immediately drove up.

With a forward impulse, Ning Qing almost did not sit firmly. When he thought that his life was important, he no longer struggled. He convinced himself to hold Chen Jili's waist instead of a wooden pile.

Feeling the warmth behind him, Chen Jili's smile on his eyebrows was more obvious, and there was a sweet surge in his heart. This feeling made Chen Jili full of power, and the horses of the crotch and the horse ran faster.

The two ran in silence for more than an hour, and the sky was getting late. The autumn wind was blowing into the body and pouring into the cloth, and an unbearable chill was born. Thinking of the peacefulness behind her, she was not so thin and should be more chilly, Chen Jili Slow down the horse speed, take out the cloak and hand it to Ning Qing.

Ning Qing shook his head and took a slightly thicker piece of clothing from the bag and wrapped it outside. She is not too cold because the wind in front is blocked by Chen Jili.

Chen Jili saw her so deserving of life, presumably she would not wear his cloak, and there was another bitterness in her heart.

She put on it silently and went back on the road again. When she thought of going to school, she sat in front of him and always turned to talk to him. There was so much talk in her small mouth that kept chattering like a tireless one. Birdie.

But now it's been more than an hour. It's not the same sentence. He said that this dignified atmosphere made him very depressed. He wanted to say something to her, but he was afraid to make her angry. He didn't seem to speak very much.

Thinking of a small town not far ahead, I finally found an excuse to interrogate and cleared my throat, "Can you rest in front, are you...thirsty?"

Ning Qing has always regarded him as a wooden pile, and his riding skills are very good. She was drowsy among the women, thinking about whether or not to lean on the wooden pile to sleep, his voice blew into his ears with the evening wind.

"Not thirsty."

Chen Jili was disappointed.

After a while, when Ning Qing was going to fall asleep again, Chen Jili's voice came again, "Then... are you hungry?"

Can I finish the conversation once, rather I am interrupted and doze off twice, the voice is a little helpless, "Not hungry."

Chen Jili was disappointed again and didn't know what to say to her again.

After holding it for a long time, Chen Jili said again: "Don't tell your mother what we are doing."