Zhang Dashuan tried his best to cheer up. He wanted to take good care of his son's only child so that his child could leave in peace.
However, because his eldest son and daughter-in-law died in an accident, and his youngest son had a black conscience and refused to pay the compensation to his eldest son and daughter-in-law, he was hit hard and aged more than ten years in an instant.
Even though he tried his best to cheer up, he still passed away in Jiujiu's first year of high school.
Family Zhang Xing paid for Zhang Dashuan's funeral, but he was unwilling to take care of Jiujiu.
Jiujiu's school was kind enough to waive Jiujiu's tuition fees. They also found a part-time job for Jiujiu in the cafeteria so that she didn't have to pay for her meals.
In the past few years, Zhang Dashuan had been saving money for Jiujiu in private. The twenty thousand yuan that he had asked for back then had become thirty thousand yuan.
Jiujiu relied on the thirty thousand yuan and the school's help to get into college.
After Jiujiu was admitted to college, the village raised money for her to go to college.
Zhang Jiujiu thought that she would be able to leave this place after she went to college.
However, she didn't expect that college was just the beginning.
College wasn't as beautiful as it was described in books. College was like a village. There would still be bullies. Moreover, some people in college were more terrible than the people in the village.
Even if the people in the village bullied you, they were only bad in the open. You just had to avoid them. However, the people in college were all educated. The bad people of the educated were clearly and thoroughly bad.
They bullied you, but you couldn't say anything. You couldn't even express your grievances.
This kind of grievance was a complete grievance.
Jiujiu didn't hide that she was a poor child from the mountains. However, the isolation of her classmates and the guidance of her roommates made her feel inferior for the first time.
If she didn't die in silence, she would explode in silence.
Jiujiu's character made her unable to die or explode. Therefore, she could only desperately squeeze herself to change herself.
She started to change her hairstyle and buy new clothes, wanting to blend in with her classmates.
But even if she changed her hairstyle and wore new clothes, in the eyes of her classmates, she looked like a child wearing adult clothes, silly and honest.
Jiujiu hadn't been able to blend in with her classmates during her four years in university.
After graduating from university, she did not manage to find a good job in the crowded group of university students.
Her salary, other than food and clothing, was barely enough to support her. If she wanted to buy a house, she would have to go without food for a few hundred years.
Jiujiu Zhang came to this big city alone. She was full of longing, thinking that she could make friends who treated her sincerely and meet a partner who shared the same soul.
But more than ten years had passed, and she was still all alone. Even though the world was so big, she didn't even have a place to stay.
Zhang Jiujiu hoped that Jiujiu could find a home for her, whether it was a friend or a family.
When Jiujiu opened her eyes, her face was wet.
Jiujiu Zhang looked up and saw Zhang Dashuan crying silently.
Men's crying was different from women's crying. They were silent and stubborn.
Big drops of tears flowed from Zhang Dashuan's cloudy eyes, rolled down his cheeks that were as dry as tree bark, and dripped on Jiujiu's face.
Jiujiu Zhang rubbed her eyes and sat up from the bed. She looked at Zhang Dashuan, who quickly turned around to rub his eyes because of her sudden awakening, and shouted, "Master, why are you crying?"
Hearing his granddaughter's innocent and tender voice, Zhang Dashuan's heart ached and he wanted to cry again.
Zhang Dashuan suppressed the grief in his heart and swallowed back the tears in his eyes. He touched Jiujiu's head and said gently, "It's okay. There's just sand in my eyes."
"Master, did something happen to my father?"
Back then, Jiujiu Zhang only found out that her parents were gone when Zhang Dashuan scolded Family Zhang Xing for a few days to ask for compensation.
Jiujiu was not a little girl like Jiujiu. She must hold tightly onto the compensation.
Zhang Dashuan did not expect Jiujiu to suddenly ask him this. He was stunned and his expression changed. "Did someone say something in front of you?"
Jiujiu shook her head. "No. I just dreamed of my parents. They said that they were leaving and asked me to take good care of myself."
Jiujiu's words made Zhang Dashuan cry.
He did not cry when his wife died. He did not cry when he found out that his son and daughter-in-law were gone. However, when he heard Jiujiu's tender voice say that she dreamed of her parents and asked her to take good care of herself, he burst into tears instantly.
Zhang Dashuan patted Jiujiu's head and sighed. "Jiu, your parents are in trouble. From now on, we are the only two left in our family."
Jiujiu's eyes reddened and tears fell. Bean-sized tears flowed down her face and wet the quilt under her body. Zhang Dashuan's nose twitched.
Zhang Dashuan patted Jiujiu's head and said softly, "Jiu, don't worry. I will take good care of you."
Jiujiu nodded and wept silently with her head lowered.
However, she was still a child. After crying for a while, her eyes became unbearably sticky and she cried herself to sleep.
Seeing that Jiujiu had fallen asleep, Zhang Dashuan tucked Jiujiu in and returned to his room. However, he did not sleep that night.
In the next few days, Zhang Dashuan waited at the entrance of the village for Family Zhang Xing to return.
He was old. Although he could continue to plant crops, the harvest of the crops in the mountains depended on God's blessing. Apart from food and clothing, he only received one or two thousand yuan a year.
His Jiu was going to go to college in the future. Her food and clothing could not be too shabby.
The compensation was the money his Jiu needed to go to college in the future. He had to save it well for his Jiu.
Zhang Dashuan waited anxiously for a week. Finally, Family Zhang Xing came back.
However, Family Zhang Xing came back with only the ashes of his son and daughter-in-law. As for the compensation, Family Zhang Xing denied it. He said that the factory did not mention anything about the compensation and that he did not know about it. He asked Zhang Dashuan not to look for him.
However, Zhang Dashuan called the factory yesterday and they said that the compensation was given to Family Zhang Xing.
Zhang Dashuan was instantly anxious. This was the money his son and daughter-in-law exchanged for with their lives. Why was Family Zhang Xing Xing so evil? He did not even care about their lives. Wasn't he afraid that his life would be shortened?
Zhang Dashuan was a farmer through and through. He did not even know how to write his own name, let alone sue Family Zhang Xing. The only thing he could think of was to stand in front of Family Zhang Xing's door and scold him. He did not believe that his Family Zhang Xing would be so shameless.
However, Family Zhang Xing was indeed shameless.
He was different from Jiujiu's parents. After he got married, he separated from Zhang Dashuan. Later, Zhang Jiujiu's parents went to the city to work and wanted to take him with them. He went for half a month and came back because he was tired.
Like Zhang Dashuan, he earned money by digging for food in the soil. He only earned a few thousand yuan a year. When he saw so much money for the first time, his eyes were dazzled and his conscience turned black. If you want to chat with more like-minded people about "Transmigration: Scum Abuse Strategy", you can follow "Advanced Reading Literature" on WeChat.
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