Chapter 7: Go Away

Qiao's grandmother was so distressed by a piece of meat that she stayed up all night waiting for Qiao's father to come back and tell him off.

"I bought it specially to make for Qiao Yuan, but it was all gone as soon as I turned my head. I said I would give Qiao Yuan some leftovers, but there was nothing left..."

Qiao's father frowned, Qiao's mother was quick to answer, "It's just a piece of meat, what's the point?

Qiao's grandmother's lungs hurt, and this is not a veiled way of saying she is stingy!

"I bought this for Qiao Yuan!"

Qiao's grandmother repeated it again in anger.

"Qiao's father was about to say something, but when he heard Qiao's mother say so, he remembered that his son had said that the meal was good today, so he was in a good mood again. Qiao's father was about to say something, but when he heard Qiao's mother say so, he remembered that his son had said that the meal was delicious, so he was in a good mood.

When I was in a good mood, I felt that Qiao's grandmother was in a state of shock, so it was no big deal.

Furthermore, Qiao's father is not a tenth as stingy with money as Qiao's grandmother.

Qiao's grandmother was so angry that her brain hurt.

Qiao's mother had three daughters in a row, and Qiao's grandmother scolded Qiao's mother every day for not being able to give birth to a son, and Qiao's father also beat and scolded Qiao's mother. Because of this, Qiao's mother felt that she owed it to Qiao. Later, Qiao's mother finally gave birth to a son, and finally her status in the family soared, and Qiao's father lost all the dislike he had for Qiao's mother because he had a son.

In the latter years, Qiao's mother was treated better and better because of the bride price she got from her two daughters.

Her daughter-in-law is a real gem, and once her son's attitude changed, she turned against her in every way possible. A few years ago, her son was particularly obedient to her, but in the past few years, he has been listening to his daughter-in-law more and more.

Qiao's grandmother hates it with a passion.

Qiao's mother was in a good mood when she saw Qiao's grandmother's aggravated look. After finishing her last sentence, she added, "Our family is now well-off, but mother is really stingy, still stingy as before.

Qiao's grandmother didn't even think twice before saying, "What's the point? It's not my son's money!

Qiao's father, who had been unhappy with Qiao Lan after hearing Qiao's grandmother's words, was immediately frightened by Qiao's grandmother's words, and when he saw his daughter-in-law's hurt face, he felt that his own mother had no regard for what she said. Qiao's grandmother was not very happy, she drank Qiao's grandmother's eyes and told her to keep her mouth shut.

Qiao's grandmother watched her son and daughter-in-law enter the house, her mouth hanging open for a long time, and then she went back to her room, covering her heart.

I couldn't sleep with my left or right breath and I had insomnia all night.

Qiao Lan didn't know that Qiao's grandmother had been angry again, so she woke up early after a good night's sleep and Qiao's mother woke up just in time to go to the bathroom. When she saw Qiao Lan, she remembered how she had made Qiao's grandmother suffer yesterday, so she felt better and gave Qiao Lan two hundred yuan from her wallet.

"You don't even know how to breathe when you don't have money, you're so skinny and abusive, don't let your grandmother see you, you'll have to chatter about it again", he said, not caring what Qiao Lan said, he yawned and went back to his room to sleep.

Qiao Lan looked at the money in her hand, looked at Qiao's mother and turned around and left the door

It's good that the food is guaranteed again these days.

Qiao Lan arrived at the classroom before 6.20am.

Qiao Lan has been memorising Politics, History and Geography recently.

Although she has only been studying for a month, Qiao Lan still has to work hard if she wants to achieve the ranking she expects.

The only students in the class are a few residents who are surprised to see Qiao Lan here so early and have become accustomed to it.

For almost a week now, Qiao Lan has been coming in quite early every day.

And instead of coming in and trying to talk to the boys that Chen Yaoyang plays well with, he's been reading a book lately and seems to be taking it pretty seriously.

The students were all piled up, and generally speaking the conditions of the residents were a little worse than those of the day students. Apart from a few very good students, the rest of the residents had hardly had any dealings with Chen Yaoyang Qin Yang's group, so they did not have much experience of Qin Yang's leading efforts to alienate Qiao Lan.

When you see Qiao Lan after a while, you can even make eye contact and say hello.

Qiao Lan wanted to memorise the political points today, but the class was very quiet and I was worried that I might disturb my classmates, so I took my textbook out of the classroom and found a place to do so.

As a result, within a few minutes, someone behind her called her name.

Qiao Lan was a little surprised to see a girl with a high ponytail standing behind her, and Qiao Lan used her good memory to determine that she was not in her class.

The girl glanced at the politics book in Qiao Lan's hand and sniggered with an I'm-right look on her face, "You're memorising?"

Qiao Lan looked at the girls with an expressionless face, are you talking rubbish?

Qiao Lu doesn't believe me. Qiao Lan doesn't like to study at all and there are so many places where you can memorise books, so why do you come here?

Qiao Lu subconsciously glanced towards the canteen, not wanting to argue with Qiao Lan any further, "You go and carry it somewhere else."

Qiao Lan felt that there was something wrong with the girl in front of her.

"No go."

"How can I recite a book when you're reciting it so loudly!"

There are so many students around and several others louder than her, why don't you let the others go somewhere else.

Qiao Lan exhaled and controlled his temper, "First come, first served, if you don't want to hear it you can change places yourself."

Qiao Lu glared at Qiao Lan, and then suddenly sneered, "I knew you came here on purpose, you might as well read more if you have the time.

He said and ran off in a huff.

Qiao Lan: ......

Qiao Lan was dumbfounded.

Isn't she reading a book here?

And what does her coming here to read have to do with Chen Yaoyang?

When it was nearly 6.40, Qiao Lan put her books away and was about to go back to class, she turned her head and saw Chen Yaoyang coming out from behind the canteen.

Qiao Lan: ......

She finally understood what the girl had just meant.

This place is probably Chen Yaoyang's daily stop in the morning.

Qiao Lan thought of the girl's words just now and frowned, a little annoyed, when she looked up and met Chen Yaoyang's surrounding boys' ulterior motives and Chen Yaoyang's annoyed face.

You're annoyed my ass.

She was even more annoyed.

I'll never come back to this hellhole to recite my book.

Qiao Lan walked out of the classroom, speechless, and met Tan Mo, who had just arrived.

Although Tan Mo had ignored her last time, Qiao Lan said hello to Tan Mo.

After the greeting but without saying anything else, he just smiled and turned around and went into the classroom.

Tan Mo watches Qiao Lan's back for a long moment with a sullen gaze.

This is the fifth time this girl has greeted him.

It's not that he's specifically looking for him, it's that he says good morning or good noon when he meets him, but Tan Mo never responds.

Why say good morning to him when he has already rejected him so many times.

Couldn't she see that he wanted her to get away from her, couldn't see the possibility that she wasn't responding to her.

No one has spoken to Tan Mo again and again since he decided to hide himself away and decided never to trust anyone's good intentions again.

His mother said it would turn away many people with good intentions for him, but Tan Mo has no regrets.

For since his refusal, those who had pranked him had never succeeded.

There is no one in this world who would be kind to him for no reason other than his mother.

Fifteen years have passed and Tan Mo has seen it all, and the human condition has never been his to own.

Just like this girl's initiative, maybe next time, it will disappear cleanly.

Tan Mo lowered his eyelashes and resumed turning the wheelchair back to his seat in silence.

But fate, could this girl, seemed different again.

One afternoon, two days later, on the school grounds, Tan Mo was turning her wheelchair as she always does, when she heard a familiar voice again.

Qiao Lan stood two metres away from Tan Mo and greeted him, "Good afternoon."

Tan Mo looked up at the girl in front of him, her eyes cold and still silent.

Qiao Lan is getting used to Tan Mo's attitude and perhaps because no one is talking in class or at home these days, Qiao Lan talks a bit too much.

Qiao Lan took a step closer to Tan Mo, "Let me push you."

Tan Mo's fingers on the wheelchair tightened uncomfortably for a moment, and the whole man looked like an enemy, "Go away!"

He didn't care what the girl's name was, but he had to care why she approached him again and again.

All active concern is a potential persecution for Tan Mo.

Qiao Lan looked at Tan Mo, who was suddenly nervous, and regretted, in retrospect, the day she had pushed Tan Mo of her own accord.

It is clear that Tan Mo is very resistant to being approached by people.

Qiao Lan retreated again.

She didn't know what to say to Tan Mo, but she didn't know what to say to him, and she was afraid she would say something wrong, so she looked at him.

The over-long hair covers the eyes, the nose is high and very pretty, and the lips are taut in an indifferent curve and slightly dry.

My lips are dry... Qiao Lan looked at the glass of water in his hand and after some thought added, "Then would you like some water, I can fetch you a glass on the way."

As soon as the words left her mouth, Tan Mo's pupils suddenly tightened as if she had heard the cruelest and most horrific words, and her fingers gripped the wheelchair so tightly that it was a split second away from Qiao Lan.

Tan Mo's voice was as cold as a waxing winter.

"No need."

"Stay away from me."

Qiao Lan stared blankly at Tan Mo's abruptly distant back. Even though Tan Mo had only said two words, Qiao Lan understood that Tan Mo was angry.

His own words made Tan Mo angry.

But Qiao Lan thought and thought about it, but couldn't think of a single word that had struck a chord with Tan Mo.

Qiao Lan analyzed the three sentences in her head, but she still couldn't figure them out.

What exactly did one say wrong.