The Heroine Took The Villain Script

After He Jingtian finished recording the confession, he was about to leave with his mother when he was warned by the people: "My family is a reporter. I heard your story and wanted to do an interview!"

interview?

Wow, these days, there is no Internet, let alone self-media, basically official media such as newspapers and TV.

If it can be reported by the official media, and it is still positive, he can get a good reputation.

When you graduate from college next year and assign jobs, it will also be a plus.

"Thank you, police comrade!"

Seeing the kindness in the eyes of the police, He Jingtian bowed deeply and sincerely thanked him.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, I think your mother and son are pitiful. Besides, you have helped us a lot by catching two traffickers!"

When the police saw He Jingtian's grateful appearance, he felt very relieved.

He helped He Jingtian, not because he was greedy, but it was better to meet someone who knew how to appreciate him than that kind of white-eyed wolf.

Moreover, seeing He Jingtian's sincerity, some of the bad guesses that the police had about him also disappeared.

Such a polite, affectionate young man should not be an unfilial son who abandoned his mother!

After He Jingtian thanked him, while waiting for the reporter to arrive, he first asked the policeman for some hot water, and soaked a pack of instant noodles in the aluminum lunch box he brought with him.

"Mom, eat it!"

He Jingtian did not eat by himself, but put the lunch box in front of He's mother.

Mother He was starving long ago. She smelled the unique fragrance of Sanxian Yimian, and her saliva secreted fiercely.

Taking the chopsticks handed over by her son, Mother He did not care about burning her mouth and tried her best to pull the noodles into her mouth.

Halfway through eating, there was no such burning hunger in the stomach. Mother He seemed to have thought of something. She pushed the lunch box in front of He Jingtian and said timidly, "Little Tian, ​​eat it!"

As a mother, Mother He certainly wanted to be close to her son.

But she also knew in her heart that her son didn't like her, and even hated her very much, and she didn't dare to have too much contact with her son.

In fact, not only the son, but also her man and mother-in-law.

In the early years, Mother He had a sober time and knew that she had given birth to a son. Maternal instinct, coupled with a short sobriety, she wanted to take good care of her son.

The mother-in-law deliberately separated them from mother and son, and taught her son in front of her: "Don't pay attention to her! She's a lunatic!"

Mother He was sad and stimulated again, and her mind became more chaotic.

Later, the mother-in-law died, but the son grew up.

Every time she saw her son, Mother He could always see disgust and disgust in his eyes.

Mother He's heart hurts as if being pricked by a needle.

Sometimes, she doesn't even want to wake up - be crazy, don't know anything, and she won't be so miserable!

Maybe it's because I gave up on myself, or maybe it's because the madness dragged on for too long. In recent years, Mother He has become more and more powerful.

She hardly recognizes people, and she can't take care of herself in life, especially when her man beats her.

Originally, she became unconscious because of the shock, and lived under the shadow of violence all day long, and Mother He's condition became more and more serious.

But no matter how crazy she is, she always remembers in her heart: I have a son, his name is Xiaotian! I'm a mother, I can't let my son be ashamed, let alone delay his son.

It is this knowledge in the bottom of my heart,

Let her rely on her son instinctively and think about her son.

I was busy eating just now because she was too hungry and just fell ill.

Halfway through the meal, I was not so hungry, and the surrounding environment was no longer noisy and chaotic. Mother He's heart slowly calmed down, and she could think of her son.

"Mom, I'm not hungry, you eat first!"

He Jingtian didn't lie. After throwing his mother at the station just now, when he left the station, he bought a few tea eggs and two steamed buns on the platform.

After finally throwing away the biggest burden, He Jingtian relaxed both physically and mentally, so he ate enough.

Afterwards, although He Jingtian got off the bus again, caught the train again, and caught two traffickers by the way, he really struggled and consumed a lot of energy.

However, He Jingtian was still not too hungry.

Besides, seeing such a mother who survived the catastrophe, He Jingtian's inner conscience also made him ashamed to eat.

Alas, he almost got his own mother into the hands of the traffickers.

Such a thing that is inferior to a beast, how dare you have the face to eat?

You deserve to starve to death.

He Jingtian:  …

I feel like I really have a split personality, and there is always a voice in my mind, mercilessly and without any scruples, spurning and insulting myself!

Obviously that voice belonged to him, He Jingtian, but why did he look down on himself so much?

If it weren't for the fact that no one was talking, or the voice was too familiar, He Jingtian would have mistakenly thought that the people around him were scolding him!

He Jingtian felt that he was about to become a snake spirit disease, but he did not dare to have any objection.

Even if you are reluctant in your heart, you must act according to the voice in your heart.

I was afraid that if I angered that voice, there would be consequences that I could not control.

He was afraid, he was really afraid. Although there was no reason, he just felt that the voice made him feel fear and jealousy!

Enduring the pain, I poured the instant noodles that I usually can't bear to eat to my mother, and I also looked like a filial and well-behaved, and asked diligently: "Mom, do you eat tea eggs? I still have tea eggs here! "

Mother He was insane, and her mind was not normal. Her words and deeds were more based on instinct.

Hungry, just eat!

If you are hungry, say it!

Being able to give half of my own meals to my son is already a radiance of natural motherhood.

The son said "I'm not hungry" and asked her if she wanted to eat tea eggs. Mother He believed it and nodded obediently, "I want to eat it!"

She hasn't eaten tea eggs yet, but it should be delicious. When her son mentioned "tea eggs", he was drooling.

He Jingtian:  …

Endured the pain again, took out an oiled paper bag from the shoulder bag, took out the only tea egg left, knocked it on the table, peeled off the outer skin, and put the boiled egg with amber lines in the lunch box.

Mother He hurriedly inserted the tea eggs with chopsticks and ate them happily.

While eating, he shouted excitedly like a child, "Delicious! Xiaotian, this tea egg is so delicious, I still want to eat it!"

He Jingtian no longer had the strength to feel distressed. He accompanied his smiling face and coaxed his mother, "This is the last one. I'll buy it for you when I go to the station later!"

Although Mother He looked unusual in her words and deeds, she was not a troublemaker either.

Hearing that his son was gone, but he would buy it for her, he was immediately satisfied, with a smile on his lips, he continued to eat noodles and eggs happily.

He Jingtian sat next to him and saw that his mother's hair was a little messy and her face was stained with ashes.

He asked the police for some more hot water, took out his usual towel from his backpack, got it wet, and wiped and cleaned it up bit by bit for his mother.

The policeman's wife, the newspaper reporter who works at the county communication station, stepped into the door and looked up to see this warm picture——

Under the warm and bright sunshine in the afternoon, a handsome and gentle young boy, holding a towel, carefully wiped his face, mouth, and hair for the old woman beside him.

His meticulous appearance and his pious expression really made people feel moved when they saw it.

Click!

The reporter was in a professional instinct, so he quickly picked up the camera and captured this warm and beautiful picture!

"Take Mom to University! 》

A poor boy from a remote mountain area;

I was admitted to the best university in the province, S University, and I can rank among the top in the exam every year, and actively participate in various activities of the school community!

My father was disabled and died unexpectedly. My mother was mad and couldn't take care of herself. There was no one to take care of her in her hometown.

This college student with excellent academic performance brought his mother to the provincial capital to take care of her while studying at university!

...Every piece of information above can pierce the softest part of the hearts of ordinary people.

And He Jingtian, a contemporary young college student with outstanding appearance and talent, has all of them.

Alas, the reporter is also a well-informed person, but after listening to He Jingtian's story and seeing his clear and bright eyes, his patience and tenderness towards his mad mother, he was immediately moved.

She has a very good impression of He Jingtian, and the words she writes are particularly vivid and touching, and of course they are all biased towards He Jingtian!

"...The article has been written, but I'm not sure when it will be published in the newspaper!"

The reporter chatted with He Jingtian for a while, and she found that this young college student is well-mannered and well-mannered. Although he is young and has not yet stepped out of the society, he has an open mind and vision.

No matter what the reporter talks about, He Jingtian can catch it, and he can talk about it in an orderly manner.

With knowledge, vision, and ambition, although it is difficult now, the reporter believes that outstanding talents like He Jingtian will definitely have a bright future and a long roaring nine days.

Perhaps she cherishes talents, and perhaps she wants to have a good relationship. The reporter is very friendly to He Jingtian. She even wants to donate some money to He Jingtian's mother and son.

"The provincial capital is expensive, you are still a student yourself, and with a mother who is inconvenient to live, you will definitely need money—"

The reporter wanted to help, but was afraid of hurting He Jingtian's self-esteem, so he wanted to use a euphemistic way, "I will try my best to send this article out. At that time, there may be kind-hearted people in the society to help."

He Jingtian did not refuse the interview, and wanted to be recognized and praised by the official media.

However, he didn't want to be a man with the palms up.

"Miss Xu, thank you, but you don't need to donate anything."

He Jingtian's eyes are bright and his expression is firm, "There are more people in the society who need help more than me. It is indeed difficult for me now, but I can overcome it!"

"I can work-study. In addition to being a tutor, I am also proficient in five foreign languages: English, French, German, Spanish and Japanese. I can translate for publishing houses or interpret for some foreign-related organizations!"

He Jingtian didn't know when he learned so many foreign languages, maybe it was the benefit of rebirth.

Whatever the reason, the result is that he is proficient in five foreign languages ​​and can interpret on the spot!

Now is the early 1990s when the economy is developing rapidly. Whether it is a country or various enterprises, all kinds of talents are urgently needed.

Especially in translation, the government wants to attract investment, and the private sector is also actively doing business with foreign countries. He Jingtian is not a foreign language student himself, but because he has studied English, he has also helped some units.

It is only a general English, and translations such as French, German, Spanish, etc., which are regarded as minor languages ​​in this era, will be more scarce.

He Jingtian has technology in hand, so he doesn't have to worry about making money!

"Proficient in five foreign languages ​​including English and French?"

The reporter's eyes widened, looking at He Jingtian in disbelief.

She knew that He Jingtian was excellent, but she still did not expect that this young man who looked like a white-faced scholar was so good.

Facing the reporter's astonished gaze, He Jingtian nodded slowly, indicating that he really knew this.

"That's good, I have a few classmates in the provincial capital, and some of them work in publishing houses. I have contact information here, you can try to get in touch!"

The reporter was very enthusiastic and took the initiative to write a few contact information to He Jingtian.

"Sister Xu, thank you so much!" He Jingtian thanked him again and again.

Although he can also contact publishing houses or foreign trade companies that need translation through teachers or professors in the school, it is good to have more choices.

"You're welcome, you are good enough yourself! I'm just helping to introduce, the key is to see your own ability!"

The reporter did not take credit, but said it more objectively.

She looked at He Jingtian even more admiringly——

Takako from a poor family, excellent people, even if they were born in a difficult family, they can still shine with their own light!

And Jingtian He, who is so excellent and has so many skills, should be able to support himself and a crazy mother who needs to be taken care of!

The police helped He Jingtian's mother and son to buy a train ticket back to the provincial capital, and sent it to the platform together with the reporter's wife.

"Goodbye! Thank you!"

Across the car window, He Jingtian waved goodbye to the kind and warm-hearted couple.

"Goodbye!" The police and reporters also waved their arms and watched the green-skinned train slowly drive out of the station, driving all the way to the distance.

"Little Tian, ​​where are we going? I-I don't want to go out anymore, I want to go home!"

Mother He had eaten and drank enough, and re-dressed, and the whole person looked like a normal person.

But her expression shrank, her eyes dodged, and she didn't dare to look at strangers at all. Along the way, she clutched at the corner of her son's clothes and shrank like a frightened quail.

He Jingtian instinctively felt bored, but suppressed this instinct.

He took a deep breath, tried to use a gentle tone, and said to his mother, "Mom, the house in our hometown has collapsed. If it wasn't for the house repair, my dad wouldn't have fallen off the roof!"

"Dad is gone, and I've also moved out of my hometown. We don't have a home anymore!"

"However, I will always take care of you, and when I am there, there is a home. Wherever I am, our home is where!"

While talking, He Jingtian was also moved.

If it was possible, he didn't want to be an unfilial son and a white-eyed wolf who abandoned his mother.

Wasn't it impossible in the past.

Now that he has found that he has so many skills to make money, He Jingtian also has the confidence.

He held his mother's hand, looked into her eyes, and said word by word, "Mom, don't worry, I will never leave you again!"