Transmigrating into the Villain's Sickly Childhood Friend

Azhi on the side suddenly burst out: “After going back this time, I’ll make Xiao Cui leave that old man and marry me for life.”

Qiao Wen looked at him incomprehensibly. Unexpectedly, after swearing, he peeked at Qiao Wen’s side, and after seeing him looking at him a trace of shame appeared on his dark face, a little embarrassed to touch his nose, did not say more.

However, Jiang Yufeng chuckled, and explained to him with a smile: “Xiao Cui is Azhi’s old friend. She used to be a dancer in the ballroom. Azhi felt that he had no money, so he never proposed to get married. Later, the girl became upset, and had been a concubine for a rich boss a few years ago.”

Yes, Hong Kong City only promulgated the law on monogamy two years ago. Before that, the feudal custom of polygamy still remained, especially for the rich. It was very common to have wives and concubines.

Azhi said angrily: “I wanted to wait for another two years to settle first before getting married, but I didn’t know she couldn’t wait.”

Jiang Yufeng said: “A woman’s youth is only these few years. Xiao Cui is already two years older than you. You don’t marry her, so she finds a way out by herself, don’t blame her.”

Azhi fell into a long silence, his voice became a bit astringent: “I don’t blame her.”

Jiang Yufeng said: “If we can go back safely this time, you divide the money to buy a small apartment and live a good life with Xiao Cui.” Saying here, he sighed sadly, “Originally ten of us came, but I didn’t expect in just one day, there are only four of us left.”

Thinking of those brothers who died tragically, the three of them were filled with sorrow.

After a while, Azhi raised his head and said, “Brother Feng, if we can go back alive, we must avenge our brothers.”

Jiang Yifeng’s cold and stern face showed a touch of ruthlessness, and nodded his head while saying, “I will kill Ansha by myself.”

Qiao Wen didn’t mix with river and lake, he didn’t have any vengeance or hatred, but thinking of Chen Jianan who was still unconscious and laying behind him, a rare hatred of wanting to slash his enemies floated on his eyes.

As they were chatting, the two brothers and sisters Aming and Ajiao came back.

Dressed in traditional local costumes they looked like very simple villagers. 

Ajiao spotted them sitting at the door from far, she happily ran over and showed the fungus picked in the basket to them.

Qiao Wen gave her a thumbs up with a smile.

Ajiao tilted her head to the side and the corner of her mouth curved up in an arc with a touch of shyness on her face. She was a young girl of seventeen or eighteen, with a healthy complexion and dark eyes, not exactly pretty, but such a young, simple and enthusiastic girl had her own pleasing features.

Pointing to the brother who was following her, she said a word.

Although she knew very well that among the three, only Azhi knew Vietnamese, her eyes were still looking at Qiao Wen when she said this.

Azhi translated with a narrow expression: “Awen, Ajiao said that his brother caught a fish from the river. How do you like to eat it?”

“Just stew the soup.” Qiao Wen said graciously.

Azhi said loudly to the girl in front of him in Vietnamese: “Stew soup.”

The girl nodded, couldn’t help but glance at Qiao Wen, and then called her brother to go to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Anyway, the two brothers and sisters didn’t understand Chinese, so Azi joked without any scruples: “Awen, if we really can’t go back, you don’t have to worry. You can stay here and be a son-in-law. A good-looking boy like you is in high demand.”

Qiao Wen smiled indifferently, and before he could open his mouth, Jiang Yufeng had already said, “Awen is not only good-looking, but was also capable. If it weren’t for him, the few of us would have died long ago. A person with such ability as him still has to go back to Hong Kong City to show his strength..”

Azhi also saw Qiao Wen’s ability, and nodded his head in deep understanding: “That’s true.”

Jiang Yufeng turned to Qiao Wen and said from the depth of his heart: “Awen, this time, the wisest decision of Brother Feng is to let you come with us. But it does make you suffer with us.”

Qiao Wen shook his head indifferently: “I’m also worried about Brother Nan. As long as he’s okay, this bit of suffering is nothing.”

Jiang Yufeng looked back at the unconscious Chen Jianan, and smiled: “Anan, this punk, it’s a blessing to have a younger brother like you.”

Qiao Wen also laughed: “Brother Nan is very nice to me.”

Jiang Yufeng said: “I know you guys have a good relationship.”

After last night’s chaos, the three of them had a rare leisure time of chatting and laughing, although the road ahead was uncertain, but at least this moment was peaceful for the time being.

Compared to Ajiao, his brother Aming seemed to be a taciturn young man, and he rarely goes in front of people. Only Ajiao comes in and out to greet a few male guests, but she was generous.

Tonight’s dinner was a pot of delicious stewed fish with mountain mushroom soup. Southeast Asia makes good use of various spices. Before it was brought into the house, the fragrance had been fragrant for ten miles.

Qiao Wen first served a bowl to Chen Jianan.

Since Chen Jianan had a bandage in his stomach, he placed his head on his lap rather than pulling him up to lean on the wall, and then tentatively called him: “Brother Nan wake up and eat!”

After the series of calls he drowsily opened his eyes. And saw the person above, his eyes were a little lost, as if he didn’t recognize the person, and whispered: “Xiao Qiao?”

Qiao Wen: “Brother Nan, it’s me.”

Chen Jianan nodded indistinctly, and said vaguely: “Well, it’s Xiao Qiao.”

Qiao Wen picked up the small bowl: “Brother Nan, you should be a little awake, eat something.”

Chen Jianan’s eyes were still half-open and half-closed, obviously not so clear, but when Qiao Wen put the spoon containing the fish to his lips, he instinctively opened his mouth and slowly swallowed it into his abdomen.

He usually used to see him gobbles his meals in a big mouth, so it was rare to see him chew slowly, but it was when he was about to lose half his life.

Not only did he eat slowly, the soup also dripped from the corner of his mouth from time to time, and Qiao Wen wiped it off immediately. He has been pampered from childhood, and was the pride of the sky in the eyes of others. In fact, he was not good at taking care of patients. But at this moment, taking care of Chen Jianan is meticulous and ironing. It seemed that this kind of thing had been done many times.

In fact, it wasn’t how many times he had done it, but in the original body’s memory, Chen Jianan had taken care of the weak little Qiao Wen countless times in this way.

It took less than half an hour to finish feeding a bowl of fish meat with soup. After all, Chen Jianan was still not sober. After eating this little food, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Qiao Wen let him lean on his lap to digest for a while before putting him back on the pillow.

After eating such a big meal, they finally regained their strength. If they catch up on a good night’s sleep, they would probably be able to fully recover their strength tomorrow.

Therefore, not long after the sun went west, Jiang Yufeng and Azhi fell asleep beside him.

It was a few minutes past nine o’clock. Since Qiao Wen had slept for a long time during the day, he couldn’t fall and just lay awake on the ground.

From time to time the whispers of the brothers and sisters came from the next room, but he didn’t understand Vietnamese, and he didn’t know what the brothers and sisters were talking about at night, let alone join them.

Since he didn’t feel sleepy, he finally decided to wait for Chen Jianan to wake up again.

This time he really woke up. Although the voice was still weak, he called out “Xiao Qiao” very clearly.

Hearing the movement, Qiao Wen hurriedly took the candle next to him and lit it, then sat up slightly, looked at the person next to him by the candlelight, and said, “Brother Nan, are you awake?”

Chen Jianan fumbled and grabbed his hand, opened his eyes, and looked at him in the dim light.

His dark, heavy eyes looked much clearer, but he just didn’t speak for a long time.

Qiao Wen was not sure about his condition, and asked worriedly: “Brother Nan, do you feel pain? Do you want to drink water?”

Chen Jianan shook his head slowly, and finally said in a low voice: “Xiao Qiao, I seem to have a dream.”

Hearing his tone, Qiao Wen seemed to be really sober, and followed his words and asked, “What dream?”

Chen Jianan said: “I dreamed that you told me that you were going to go far away and will never come back again.”