Crossing the Book: The Vicious Female Supporting Woman Was Whitewashed by Fighting with the System

Zhao Xiaohe's mood, which had only calmed down for a short time, became agitated again because of Zhao Ling's words.

A pair of beautiful almond eyes looked at Zhao Ling, and her long eyelashes became aggrieved and pitiful because of the moisture.

When innocence and pity are mixed together, no matter how rock-solid the heart is, it seems that it can be touched.

Not to mention that the cold-faced and cold-hearted male protagonist softened his fingers for her, Zhao Ling also suddenly softened her heart the moment she saw these eyes.

Hey, how can a little girl who is self-respecting and yet loved by others not be liked by others?

If such a person is not a heroine, who can be a heroine?

Zhao Ling couldn't help but think that if she was lucky enough to return to the real world, and if she could read this book with Zhao Xiaohe as the heroine, she would definitely praise the author.

However, these were too far away topics. With his mind back, Zhao Ling looked at Zhao Xiaohe and sighed: "Don't cry anymore. There are too many talkative women in the world. We will always experience some gossips from others in this life. Compared with

Men and women are destined to suffer more slander and unnecessary disasters. But our world in the future is not limited to these two villages. Since we want to do something, sometimes we still have to be strong."

Zhao Ling looked at Zhao Xiaohe with clear eyes and said, "Next time something like this happens, don't cry. Just rush up and slap her twice."

Zhao Xiaohe was amused by her, his eyes were red and he bent his lower lip, and then he couldn't help but pursed his lips.

Why doesn't she want to?

She was so filled with hatred just now that she wanted to tear that woman's mouth to pieces.

But she knew that once she crossed this line, what was waiting for her was not only the woman's accusations later, but also the Zhao family's relentless abuse and beatings.

There is no one to support her.

So she can't be so free and bold.

Zhao Xiaohe quietly swallowed the sourness in his heart, but did not feel sorry for himself. Instead, he quickly raised his head and smiled at Zhao Ling: "I have remembered everything my sister-in-law said."

Even if she can't do it this time and next time, there will be next time and next time.

One day, when she wants to make these people secretly hate themselves, she will only dare to smile at her, but she won't even be able to say a single arranged sentence.

Zhao Xiaohe packed up all the things in her house and packed up all the money Zhao Ling gave her.

Zhao Ling warned: "You don't have your own house over there, and you are stared at everywhere. If you have time, you'd better find an opportunity to go to a bank to save money."

Adding up the two times before and after, Zhao Xiaohe has almost saved one, two or five yuan of silver.

For those wealthy people, this may be just a small leak in their fingers, but for Zhao Xiaohe, this is a ray of light she sees in her hard-to-breathe life.

And this beam of light was given to her by Zhao Ling.

Before leaving, Zhao Xiaohe took out the clothes he had made for Xiaohua again, and said with a gentle expression: "I will be in a hurry later, and I am also impatient, so the stitches are a bit rough. There is still a lot of fabric left by my sister-in-law, I will wait until I have free time later.

, make another one for Xiaohua."

Hearing this, Zhao Ling picked up the skirt and exclaimed: "Even if you give me ten years, I won't be able to make this dress. It's already very good."

While talking, Xiaohua woke up from her nap, slid down from the bed, rubbed her eyes and called her mother.

Zhao Ling waved to Xiaohua, picked her up and coaxed her for a while, then helped her put on her clothes and asked, "Do you like it?"

How can a child not like new clothes? The little flower holds its head high and has a sweet smile on its cute face.

When she learned that Zhao Xiaohe had done it for her, she looked at Zhao Xiaohe and said in a crisp voice, "I like it. Thank you, sister Xiaohe."

Zhao Xiaohe smiled and touched her chubby face affectionately for the first time.

The dirty little girl before has now become pink and round, like a fairy child beside a fairy in the sky.

Anyone who sees it will bow down, right?

Zhao Xiaohe looked at Xiaohua with a smile, said nothing, put his things in his bag, and headed out.

However, Zhao Ling suddenly remembered what happened to Fu Wenle and said, "Master Fu hasn't paid for the fifty bottles of shampoo yet. I'll give it to you after the bill is settled."

Zhao Xiaohe turned around and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, if you need to collect materials next, just keep the money for everyone to settle the bill, otherwise you won't have enough money in hand by then."

After a pause, Zhao Xiaohe said again: "Don't give me any more money in the future. I will help you with the work and receive the goods, and you can just pay me the wages."

Zhao Ling didn't expect Zhao Xiaohe to think so. He looked at her in surprise and said, "We can continue to share the shares as before. Now that you have money, you can just invest in it."

Zhao Xiaohe shook his head, his round almond-shaped eyes full of smiles: "What my sister-in-law said to Mr. Fu made me suddenly realize. I like cooking very much, and I am honored to be liked by everyone. Wait until I save

When I have enough money, I will open a small restaurant of my own. Even if I don't make much money, it is still my own business. I feel very happy thinking about it now."

Zhao Xiaohe's face was full of smiles, but a bright light shone in his still red and swollen eyes, as if he had suddenly found the right path, with a firm and confident expression.

Zhao Ling looked at her and said nothing for a long time.

It wasn't until Xiaohua called her mother that she lowered her lips and said with a smile: "Okay, then everything will follow your wishes."

Zhao Xiaohe nodded and left happily.

Zhao Ling lowered his head and touched Xiaohua's face, picked up the child, and turned around.

Unexpectedly, she happened to see Qi Shu leaning at the door and looking at her.

The two people's eyes met, and after a moment, Zhao Ling put the child down and said, "I'll leave you with the task of combing Xiaohua's hair."

After that, she sighed again and said, "Hey, I'm used to eating Xiaohe's food. What will I do when she leaves?"

The implication of these words was too obvious. Qi Shu raised his eyebrows and looked at her before saying, "The food I cook is not delicious?"

"It's delicious." Zhao Ling said frankly, "But you are a scholar and a man in the family. How dare I ask you to cook all day long and wash pots and dishes?"

"There are no outsiders at home now, so you don't need to say these words."

Qi Shu picked up Xiao Hua and said to Zhao Ling with a half-smile but not a smile, "I will leave all the work at home to me. You can do whatever you want."

Zhao Ling didn't expect to hear this so easily. She looked at Qi Shu in disbelief and asked, "You agreed?"

Qi Shu nodded.

Zhao Ling asked again: "But don't you still want to study? Wouldn't doing this delay your study time?"

"You don't have to study for twelve hours." Qi Shu said calmly, "Everything in the world needs to be relaxed and moderate. Although the number one scholar needs to work hard, he has to eat the fireworks of the world. Besides, if you don't work hard to make money outside,

How can I study to gain fame?"

Zhao Ling: "???"

Are you waiting for her here?

But considering that Qi Shu was so easy to talk to, Zhao Ling did not immediately refute.

If she could live peacefully with Qi Shu, there would be nothing wrong with supporting him in studying and taking exams.