RNP Chapter 106: Clothes that have never been worn
Chapter 106: Clothes that have never been worn
The happy family breakfast ended quietly when the soup in the pot was gone.
Uncle Zhang did not go to the fields or help out on the construction site today. He and his nephew Su moved a stool and sat at the door, chatting about family matters.
Aunt Zhang came to clear the table. Su Ping wanted to "grab the job" but was pushed to go outside with Xiao Cui.
Aunt Zhang held the pot in one hand and the rag in the other, and shouted without turning her head: "It's a holiday, you two kids go out and play, I'll clean up the house!"
After hearing this, Xiao Cui wanted to refute it. She was already in her twenties, had her own job, and could earn money for her family. She was not a child. But in the end, she held back and didn't say anything.
As for Su Ping, he didn't react much. After all, his age was there. No matter how confident he was, it was useless.
The two Aunt Zhangs, Uncle Zhang, and the child in Su Yue's eyes, went out together and walked on the dirt road in the village.
However, before she had walked far, Xiao Cui ran back home and closed the doors and windows tightly, which surprised Su Ping, who was not expecting this.
Not long after, when the door opened again, Xiao Cui had changed completely. The clothes she wore had become much more refined, a turquoise Liyue-style long skirt, and her straight hair was casually tied up in a simple bun.
If this woman could be whiter and have a more delicate skin, she would definitely be a beautiful and graceful lady recognized by the world.
Su Ping looked at the familiar clothes and couldn't help but touch his nose. He smiled and said, "Is it necessary to change into this just to go out for a walk?"
"Of course, I haven't worn it much since I bought it. It's like new. I need to wear it a few more times." Xiao Cui said, tucking the sideburns by her ears and asked, "Is it okay?"
Su Ping half-closed his eyes and said seriously, "If a gentle breeze caresses me, it's like the sound of a clear spring flowing, surpassing all the beauties, no one can compare to me!"
Xiao Cui was stunned when she heard the words of praise coming out of the boy's mouth. She touched her slightly red cheeks and murmured, "It's not so... exaggerated, right?"
"Not an exaggeration." Su Ping smiled and said, with the filter of knowing each other since childhood and being very close to each other, he felt that his description was not an exaggeration.
It's a description, not a compliment.
Xiao Cui no longer paid attention to these compliments, as if she wanted to quickly cover it up. She reached out and gently brushed across her sleeves, smiling sweetly, "This dress is really beautiful. Xiao Ping, you have a good taste."
Su Ping's eyes flickered. "That also requires the person who wears it to be able to match the clothes. Otherwise, no matter how exquisite the design is, no matter how exquisite the materials are, it will be useless even if you ask a famous tailor to make it."
"Okay, okay, let me be serious. This dress is really nice-looking, and it's comfortable and fits me well. It's really good!"
"I'm not joking. Sister Xiao Cui doesn't look much worse than those ladies from wealthy families. She has a good demeanor and is capable of carrying things. But... maybe she should be a little whiter."
"Well, you think I'm dark!"
"Yes... But it's okay. Health is the most important thing. If you become as white as cloud paper, I shouldn't be happy. I should be worried!"
"You have a point."
"Ah?" Su Ping scratched his head, then his eyes showed a thoughtful look, as if he didn't understand, shaking his head and pretending to be stupid.
Xiao Cui saw that he was pretending to be stupid and didn't intend to hold it against him any further. She thought that such words were just a joke occasionally. It would be embarrassing if he took them seriously one day.
She also knew that the other party didn't really think she was dark, and of course she thought those words of praise were just a momentary impulse of the boy, and she didn't really regard them as compliments bestowed upon her.
After all this trouble, the two finally got out of the door and walked onto the dirt road in the village. Along the side were wheat fields with heavy ears of wheat.
They just kept walking, occasionally exchanging a few words, or Su Ping would talk about the interesting things he encountered while setting up the stall.
Of course, I didn't mention the old man's nonsense. After all, it didn't make people laugh. Instead, it ruined the fun and added unnecessary annoyance to the people around him.
"Oh? You come here every three to five days, and at least buy a box of 'three-piece' sweet pastries. When there are more, it's like you're buying more? Hahaha, this sounds like a strange flower!"
"Indeed, a little bit. But after all, he is still a big customer." Su Ping put his hands behind his back, thinking about the unknown person who supported his business in all weathers, and felt inexplicably grateful.
This was not considered as leaking the customer's information. After all, he did not mention any names or specific characteristics. Besides, he was just a snack seller and did not have any big, shameful business, so he was not afraid of these things.
Just as the two were chatting happily, an old, hunchbacked figure came staggering towards them.
He was an old man, his hair and beard were completely white, his face was so thin that it seemed like only a layer of skin was left covering his bones, and it was wrinkled. His eyes were especially dull and lifeless, which was very scary.
This old man was naturally not the person that Su Ping suddenly remembered just now, but the old man, the father of one of the girls who pushed the door when Su Ping came back from vacation a few years ago.
Seeing that the old man was getting closer and closer to them, Su Ping couldn't help but be alert. He pulled Xiao Cui's wrist and dodged to the side of the road.
Xiao Cui was slightly stunned by this pull. She looked at Su Ping in confusion, and then shook her head slightly at him, but did not speak.
"Hmm?" When the old man was about to pass by, he let out a light exclamation and looked blankly at the man and woman on the side of the road. His eyes were mainly on the young man's face, and his expression changed unexpectedly.
His scattered eyes gradually gathered, and a different kind of brilliance burst out, as if Su Ping in his eyes was a rare treasure in the world.
Su Ping's heart sank. He stared at the old man who turned to face him and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong with you?"
The old man narrowed his eyes, and his face, which seemed to have finally regained its ability to express itself, gave him a creepy smile, and said in a hoarse voice, "Yes, of course! I don't know how long I've been looking for you!"
"I've been living a miserable life since that house was taken away. You can't imagine what it feels like, right? After all, you have a happy family and a good income!"
"You've been known as a child prodigy since you were young. I don't know how many people want to get some of your fame. You're so famous that everyone in the village calls you a child prodigy. I'm so jealous of you!"
Su Ping frowned slightly. When the old man said the words "happy family", he felt a dull pain in his heart and clenched his fists.
"Hehehe..." Suddenly, the old man laughed out loud, which was quite abrupt. His gray beard kept shaking and swaying up and down.
"I almost forgot that you were also destined to bring bad luck to your parents. It happened... four years ago, right? Your mother was covered with a white sheet and someone carried her out to bury her! Am I right?"
Su Ping loosened his hand and let go of Xiao Cui's wrist. There seemed to be two flames burning in his eyes. If they could be reflected in reality, they would probably burn the old man to death ten times.
The old man uttered a roar, showing no fear at all, and continued to laugh. "You want to hit me? Come on, hit me, hit me! Kill me with one punch, or you will have to pay me a million Mora!"
"Hit here, come on! Hit here!" The old man pointed his finger at his heart, his chest heaving violently, as if his heartbeat was speeding up because of this decision.
Su Ping ignored the threats and ridicule in the old man's words. He had only one thought in mind: to beat him up.
This was the first time in his life that he wanted to beat someone up so much, so much so that he didn't want to think about the law or how his family's money would be lost.
Right now, he just wants to beat him up, at least... he has to hit him with one punch to end it, no matter who tries to persuade him, it's useless!
Su Ping's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly swung out with his clenched fist. There was no skill or beauty, just a very simple and ordinary punch.
The punch, which contained only the anger of the young man, hit the old man between the chin and the ear. For some reason, the latter was unable to dodge the blow and fell straight to the ground with his eyes closed.
All this happened in a flash. When the old man fell down and his body hit the ground with a slapping sound, Su Ping slowly retracted his fist.
There was no pity or regret on his face, and there was no ripple in his heart. If he had to say something, it would be that he was just happy. After all, the person he beat was someone who had insulted his family.
"Xiaoping!" Xiao Cui covered her mouth, frightened by his sudden action. Looking at the old man lying on the ground, she thought and thought, but couldn't speak.
In fact, the woman who grew up here has seen fights before, and she has also seen fights that end in a bloody mess.
The main reason why she was so surprised was that Su Ping was such a respectful and gentle child, but he was forced to take action by this old man, which showed how hateful this old man was.
And since the old man seemed to have fainted after being hit by the punch, he shouldn't be unable to wake up, right? Then what should she do?
Just as the woman was daydreaming, Su Ping hurriedly looked around and saw that there was no one else. He squatted down, dipped his hands in mud, and patted the old man's face and clothes a few times.
Originally, his clothes were very old and torn. After being tampered with by Su Ping, they looked even more disheveled, as if he had been robbed on the road.
Then, the young man carried the old man on his back, told the woman beside him something, and hurried to the west side of the village. His destination was the residence of the old doctor named Zhang.
Su Ping had just gotten well, so nothing could happen to the old man, at least not at his hands, and not now.
Based on this not-so-good idea, a lie had already been born in Su Ping's mind, and it gradually became more and more watertight.
If it can't be his hand, then we can just go and get the notorious treasure-stealing gang. Anyway, the mountains are high and the forests are deep, so even the real people can't find them.
As for Su Ping, he was picked up from the roadside by a mentally ill old man, who carried him to the doctor for treatment. There was also an eyewitness, Xiao Cui, who was traveling with him.