The Heroine Took The Villain Script

"Mr. Chen, hello, I'm He Jingtian, a third-year student in the Department of Biology. I just rented Professor Xu's house on the first floor..."

In the evening, He Jingtian knocked on the door of the upstairs neighbor with a plate of his fried buns.

This is the faculty dormitory of S University, so the people living here are basically teachers from the university.

When He Jingtian rented a house, he specifically asked the owner, Mr. Xu, who the neighbors of the two upstairs households were.

After cleaning the house and settling down, He Jingtian asked his mother to blow up some buns and use them to get closer to the neighbors.

Yes, this naan is made by He's mother.

Although Mother He was not very conscious, she did not delay her work.

She has been in the He family for more than 20 years, and under the sticks of her mother-in-law and men, she has developed an excellent cooking skill.

This is also one of the reasons why the He family will tolerate a crazy daughter-in-law in Ghana - she can work.

Another reason, of course, is that Mother He looks good and can have a son.

However, after Mother He gave birth to He Jingtian, the effect of fertility seemed to be less.

He Jingtian's father, He Laoguai, can still support He's mother. He never thought of throwing away this lunatic directly like He Jingtian, and He's mother can still serve him.

After all, for He Laoguai, who has a poor family and is a lame man, he couldn't get a wife when he was young, but now that he is old, it is even harder to find a wife.

What's up with the lunatic?

One is not to delay work, and the other is to not delay the warmth of the quilt.

When you're in a bad mood, you don't have to be afraid that someone's family will come to you.

People in the village laughed at He Laoguai for marrying a crazy wife, but only He Laoguai knew in his heart how comfortable his life was.

Mother He cooks well and loves cleanliness very much. As long as she doesn't fall ill, she will clean up her house and herself.

He Jingtian disliked his mother as a lunatic since he was a child, but when his mother cooked, he still ate it very sweet.

delicious!

The same fried naan, the milk made it tasted like a zika, while the mother made it was oily and crispy.

In the childhood days of lack of oil and meat, it is definitely the food that He Jingtian dreams of eating.

Even if He Jingtian was reborn once, he had eaten so many delicacies from mountains and seas in his last life, and what he talked about most was his mother's fried dumplings!

But now it's the early 1990s, people's economic conditions are much better, commodities are also freely bought and sold, and the goods are very abundant.

However, as a gift for a new neighbor's visit, a plate of fried naan is not too bad.

This is also true. Teacher Chen, who was in the east room on the second floor, saw He Jingtian entering the door with a plate of naanzi, and a flash of approval flashed in his eyes.

He Jingtian's story, he heard people say when he was in school.

When I came home from get off work and passed by the first floor, I also saw a busy figure coming in and out.

As a teacher, I still feel pity and love for a student like He Jingtian who has a difficult family but excellent grades.

"It doesn't matter if we didn't meet before. Now we're all neighbors. Let's help."

As a result, before he could discuss with his wife to send some meals to He Jingtian's mother and son downstairs, the children came to the door with gifts.

The gifts he gave were not random vegetable leaves or rotten apples, but were carefully made by themselves, which showed the sincerity of their hearts.

This boy is not bad, although he is young, he is very knowledgeable about the world.

He Jingtian is sensible,

Teacher Chen added some appreciation to his pity.

Teacher Chen didn't say much, and gave his wife a wink.

The wife took the plate over, put the naan on her own plate, and then picked out a few apples she just bought, carried it with a net bag, and asked He Jingtian to take it back.

This is their local custom and etiquette.

It means that there is a coming and going, so that it can last for a long time.

"This student named He Jingtian is really good!"

Watching He Jing go downstairs, Teacher Chen's wife couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

"Well, a filial child, your character will not be too bad. In the future, there will be people living upstairs and downstairs. You can help take care of them."

Teacher Chen nodded, closed the iron security door with a fence, turned his head and said to his wife, "By the way, I haven't told you yet."

The wife asked suspiciously, "What?"

Although the door has been closed, Teacher Chen lowered his voice, "He Jingtian's mother, it's not normal here, but I heard that it won't hurt people, but life is not very convenient!"

Teacher Chen pointed to his head and whispered to his wife, "It is precisely because He Jingtian's mother is ill that he has to bring people to the school. The school leaders also knew about his difficulties, so they found a way to find him. house."

Hearing that Mother He was a lunatic, Chen's wife was startled at first, and then a little disbelieving, "When I went upstairs just now, I took a look and found that it was very quiet, not noisy-"

In the inherent impression of most people, a lunatic will be hysterical, run around, and even beat people in serious cases.

If there is a lunatic living in one's own community, it is definitely a nightmare for the surrounding neighbors.

Even if the lunatic is locked up, it is enough to be troubled by beating, beating, and making noises every day.

However, although the He Jingtian mother and son downstairs had only been here for a day, the house was really quiet. If the neighbors up and down, left and right were not visited by He Jingtian, they would not have known that they had already moved in.

"It may be that classmate He took good care of him. I heard that he has gone to the provincial mental health center to see it, and he has been taking medicine!"

Mr. Chen heard more news at school, so he wentssips to his wife.

"It's good not to make trouble. He Jingtian is still a student himself, and his studies are the most important."

Chen's wife complied with a few words, then took out the naan, picked one up and threw it in her mouth, her eyes lit up: "It's very good, it's better than the one bought outside!"

Seeing this, Mr. Chen also ate together, a plate of about ten small buns, and the couple quickly ate them all.

"...I really didn't realize that this student He Jingtian from your school is actually a chef."

Chen's wife was still unfulfilled after eating the buns. She sucked the oil on her fingers and couldn't help but sighed, "I look good, study well, and can cook. Oh, I just don't have a daughter, otherwise I'd like to recruit him as my son-in-law. !"

Of course, Chen's wife said this casually.

No matter how good He Jingtian's personal conditions are, the fact that he has a crazy biological mother is enough to scare off all the mother-in-law who love their daughter!

That night, the neighbors on the first and second floors were discussing He Jingtian and his crazy mother.

Especially in the east household on the first floor, there lived an old professor, surnamed Ma, who was a professor in the Department of Foreign Languages.

His wife was married when he went to the countryside in his early years.

Professor Ma was admitted to S University and stayed at the school to become a teacher. He did not act as a conscienceless Chen Shimei, but took his wife and children to university, and lived in harmony with his wife for more than 20 years.

Professor Ma himself values ​​affection and righteousness, so he also particularly likes those who are affectionate.

The story of He Jingtian taking a crazy mother to college really appealed to Professor Ma's appetite. Therefore, when the school arranged for He Jingtian to rent a house opposite his house, he heard that He Jingtian's mother was insane.

Professor Ma was a little worried, but agreed readily.

It was Professor Ma's wife, a down-to-earth housewife, who was very moved when she heard the story of He Jingtian's mother and son.

"This is a filial good boy!"

At the age of fifty, Mrs. Ma has lived in the provincial capital for more than twenty years, but she is still simple and kind in her bones.

Especially when he saw He Jingtian carrying the naan from home, Mrs. Ma felt that this child was very painful.

She directly patted her chest and said to He Jingtian, "It is said that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. Old Ma is still your teacher, an elder, and he should take care of the younger generation!"

"Little He, just go to class steadily, and I will take care of you at home."

Unlike Mrs. Chen, Mrs. Ma used to go directly to He Jingtian's house to chat, so she saw Mrs. He busy in the kitchen with her own eyes.

Mrs. Ma knew from the very beginning that the fried golden and fragrant dumplings were handmade by Mrs. He, who is said to be insane.

To be honest, at first glance at Mother He who was working with her head down, Mother Ma couldn't believe it: "She is crazy? How is that possible!"

When Mrs. Ma was in the countryside, she saw the crazy people in the next village make trouble.

Yelling and kicking, even two or three people couldn't get over it, and the bloodshot eyes made people feel anxious.

However, Mother He in front of her was very quiet, quieter than the average normal middle-aged woman.

At most, when she saw her stranger, Mother He would desperately shrink back, dodge her eyes, and clasp her hands unconsciously.

Mother Ma didn't understand the difference between depression and neurosis, but she just felt that Mother He was not really crazy.

Facing such a frightened mother, Mrs. Ma not only did not have any fear or disgust, but felt pitiful.

Now that she has become a door-to-door neighbor, Mrs. Ma has no job and is happy to help.

"Thank you, Mrs. Ma!"

Feeling the sincerity of Mrs. Ma, He Jingtian is very grateful.

In this era, the neighbors are like relatives.

It's like later generations, who lived door to door for several years, and didn't know who the other party was!

He Jingtian had too many feelings in his rebirth, and what moved him the most was the relationship between people in this era.

Simple and kind, intimate and natural.

It is precisely because he knows that this era is human, He Jingcai has the confidence to rent a house with a crazy mother.

Otherwise, he would have to send his mother to a mental health center.

"Mom, I'm going to class, you stay at home by yourself."

After a few days of work, he finally stabilized in the staff dormitory, and He Jingtian went back to class after taking leave.

Before he went out, he told his mother carefully, "Don't use the gas, and don't go out casually. If you have any trouble, just call out and tell the door that Mrs. Ma is at home."

"Mother Ma, you've seen it, and I specially introduced it to you, do you remember?"

Mother He lowered her head and clasped her fingers. She wanted to hold the corner of her son's clothes, but she was afraid of delaying her son's schooling.

Hearing her son mentioning Mrs. Ma and asking her "Do you remember?", Mother He quickly raised her head, glanced at the door, tapped it hard, and spit out two words, "Remember."

She is a good person, her brain is not good, but she can keenly sense the good and evil of people.

The chubby eldest sister opposite the door, although her voice was loud, Mother He was startled when she first saw her, but soon, Mother He felt the kindness of others.

"Okay, just remember! If you have anything, just call Mrs. Ma!"

He Jingtian patiently reiterated.

"...Well!" Mother He nodded lightly.

In fact, what she thought was that when her son left, she would close the door, and she would not run out or let anyone in.

Although this place was unfamiliar, it somehow gave her a sense of security.

Because here, there is only her and her son, no one will scold her or beat her.

She just needs to be obedient, and her son will always watch over her.

This feeling is really good.

Mother He felt the relaxation and safety that she had never felt before!

When the son wants to go out, Mother He can't stop her, so she will close the door tightly, stay alone, clean for a living, cook and cook, and then wait for her son to come back!

Mother Ma is very nice, but Mother He is used to being on guard against everything, and she can't trust anyone except her son.

"Oh, by the way, I bought a piece of cloth, Mom, if you feel like you have nothing to do at home, help me make a pair of pants."

"In addition, you can also learn to knit sweaters, and the opposite mother can knit, so you can learn from her. Other students have sweaters knitted by their mothers, and I want them too!"

Recently, He Jingtian stayed with his mother almost every day.

He found that when his mother was busy with her work, she was actually quite normal.

Instead, she was left alone, and when she did nothing, she would be trembling and nervous.

So, let's find something for her to do.

In fact, with the development of the economy, people have become accustomed to buying ready-to-wear clothes. Except for rural areas or some towns with poor economic conditions, few urban people can't buy their own tailor-made clothes.

Young people like He Jingtian also prefer the fashionable and brightly colored ready-to-wear clothes bought in department stores or the free market.

The former He Jingtian, on the surface, did not feel inferior because he was born in a mountain village, but except for the first year of college, he wore clothes and shoes sewn by himself.

After his sophomore year, He Jingtian began to wear the jeans and sneakers he bought just like the urban students in his class!

He is now telling his mother that he should let her cut clothes for himself, and more to find something for his mother to do, so he may not really want to wear that kind of dirty clothes.

Mother He took it seriously, raised her head quickly, and said with bright eyes, "Okay! Mom will make you pants. Also, I will learn to knit sweaters with Mrs. Ma!"

Mother He was still afraid of seeing people, but for her son, she was willing to take that step.

Especially when the son said "other classmates have it, I want it too", which touched Mother He's heart.

Yes, other children have them, so does my son!

She has been living comfortably recently, and Mother He has been insisting on taking medicine. She may not have noticed it herself, and her eyes are getting clearer and clearer.

More and more images flashed in her mind.

After He Jingtian left, Mother He was busy cutting clothes and sewing pants for a long time.

He Jingtian came back at noon and had a meal from the cafeteria. The mother and son ate. He Jingtian went to the study alone to translate the manuscripts from the publishing house, while He continued to cut clothes.

In a small rented house, there is an intoxicating warmth and tranquility...