Chapter 1313 Stay Away From that Disaster Star!

The villagers who were pulled over by the driver uncle to answer their questions curled their lips and expressed great disdain for Ye Linlang.

"You seem to be Lao Chen's cousin, right? You usually do the passenger transport business? You weren't the one who brought them here just now, right?"

The driver uncle nodded blankly, not knowing what to say.

And the villager gave the driver a serious suggestion.

"I advise you to stay away from that disaster star. Anyone who comes into contact with Ye Linlang will be unlucky! This has been verified by history! Grandma Song and her family are bloody examples! It is better not to accept this customer in the future."

The uncle driver was startled when he heard this, and suddenly felt that the three big red bills in his pocket were a bit heavy.

Although it is almost the Chinese New Year, it is still in the mountains after all. Everyone would rather break their legs and walk on the mountain road than take a van unless they are going to the city.

This three hundred yuan is already worth almost a week's wages!

However, the driver's uncle was not impressed by the pretty girl Ye Linlang. Instead, he couldn't help but point at the tall and handsome boy who spent a lot of money.

"Fellow, if the little disaster star you are talking about refers to the girl, then who is that boy? It doesn't seem like he is from our area."

The villager couldn't help being stunned when he heard what the driver uncle said.

Because Jiang Qiran's back was turned to him earlier, he only noticed Ye Linlang. Although he saw a tall boy next to Ye Linlang, he didn't pay any specific attention.

Now that the uncle driver asked this question, he couldn't help but stare at Jiang Qiran a few more times. The moment Jiang Qiran turned sideways and could see his face clearly, the villager couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Sometimes, a good-looking appearance does have an innate advantage. This kind of advantage, even regardless of gender, makes people feel admirable.

"Oh my god! That boy is so handsome! He seems to be wearing nice clothes. He looks like a city dweller. Why are he getting involved with Little Disaster?"

When the driver saw that the villagers obviously didn't understand Jiang Qiran, he immediately lost interest.

"I feel like that boy is very protective of that Linlang you just mentioned. His family seems to be quite rich. He just gave me 300 yuan a short distance from Plum Blossom Village to here. He said he would pay me back later. Take them back!!”

When the villagers heard this, their jaws almost dropped.

Oh my god, three hundred dollars? !

So generous? !

Just when the villagers were shocked, the driver smiled twice, patted the questioning villager on the shoulder, and immediately walked towards the relative's house he was looking for.

"Okay, no more talking, I'm going to go have a drink with my relatives."

The villagers were left standing there in a daze, dumbfounded.

Ye Linlang is getting rich?

Or is it true that after Ye Linlang returned to City A, found her biological parents, she really flew up a branch and turned into a phoenix? !

After all, Xiaohuang Village is poor. Three hundred yuan may be enough for some families to prepare a good New Year's Eve dinner, plus buy two sets of fabrics for clothes.

Just when the villagers were stunned, the figures of Ye Linlang and Jiang Qiran had already drifted away and disappeared from his sight.

The thing that puzzled the villagers the most was that not long ago, village elder Li said that someone from City A called to ask about Ye Linlang's past affairs.

Moreover, the tone was very disdainful towards Ye Linlang. At that time, the village elder Li said that a girl like Ye Linlang would not please anyone wherever she went. She was also hated by her own sister, and her parents didn't like her very much either.

But listening to what the driver of the van said, it seemed like Ye Linlang was living a pretty good life, right? !

…

No matter how gossip about him spreads in other people's mouths, Ye Linlang's concern for this place has faded.

Whether others laughed at her, questioned her as a disaster star, or even scolded her, Ye Linlang would feel a sting in her heart occasionally, but most of the time, she was indifferent.

After listening to it for fifteen or sixteen years, anyone will be tired of hearing this kind of rhetoric for such a long time.

She and Jiang Qiran brushed through the thorns in the mountains and walked step by step towards the place where the Song family's grandmother was buried.

The heavy women's four-wheel suitcase from before and Jiang Qiran's black mountaineering bag were all placed in the trunk of the van driver.

Jiang Qiran only had his mobile phone and wallet left on him, not that he had much trust in the driver.

In fact, if that driver was greedy for the contents of the suitcase and mountaineering bag, he would probably realize what kind of person he had messed with.

Jiang Qiran remembered his license plate number. As long as he wanted to find out, he would know everything about the other person's resume from childhood to adulthood, as well as various family networks and work routes. If the other person is greedy for small profits, he will only get into trouble. That’s all.

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Jiang Qiran's hearing was not bad, so of course he heard what the villagers said to Ye Linlang.

While climbing the mountain, Jiang Qiran couldn't help but ask Ye Linlang.

"Linlang, have you ever hated this place?"

When Ye Linlang heard this, the smile on her lips suddenly froze.

Her hands shook, and because the mountain road was still a little muddy, she almost stumbled and slipped, but Jiang Qiran caught her in time.

Ye Linlang glanced at Jiang Qiran gratefully, and then sighed.

"Hate? Maybe there was some on the day when grandma died, but other than that day, it was more about complaints. I can't say hatred. They thought I was the disaster star and they were ignorant. I have figured it out. .”

Jiang Qiran reached out and stroked Ye Linlang's head.

His only wish was to give Ye Linlang as much warmth as possible.

In fact, Ye Linlang is like a hedgehog. Others may only see the stubbornness of this girl, but Jiang Qiran can feel that hedgehogs also need to be kept warm.

He cherished her, that's all.

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Grandma Song's tombstone was already stained with a lot of soil. After all, no one had come to clean it. In addition, the north wind had blown past in recent days. There were yellow leaves and a few fallen pine cones in front of the tomb.

Ye Linlang looked at the tombstone of the Song family's grandmother, and tears suddenly filled her eyes as clear as stars.

She half-knelt down and placed the two-color plum blossoms in her hand in front of the tombstone.

"Grandma, I miss you so much. You will definitely be healthy in heaven. If there is an afterlife, I hope we can meet again and let me honor you."

When Jiang Qiran heard Ye Linlang's innocent words, she was suddenly touched in her heart.

He reached out his hand and wiped away the dust on the tombstone bit by bit.

"Grandma, although we have never met, I am very grateful to you for raising Linlang. My name is Jiang Qiran. I want to spend a lifetime with Ye Linlang. I will take good care of her."

The sound of wind rustled everywhere, as if it was Grandma's response from heaven.