"Why? I don't need anyone's protection, I'm very strong."
Qiao Jinling didn't understand why little Ji Cheng had such thoughts. Was it because she had saved him before?
"Because you saved me, I have to protect you."
Sure enough.
"Ji Cheng, you call me sister, and that sister tells you that even if it wasn't you that day, but another child, I would have saved him. If you want to save more people, you have to make yourself stronger, like Officer Gu
That way, you can learn a skill to protect the people you want to protect."
Qiao Jinling patted Ji Cheng's shoulder. She didn't know how much Ji Cheng could understand these words. Anyway, she said it and left it to him to digest it slowly.
"Learn skills?"
"Yes, study hard and eat well. Look how thin you are. How can you protect me?"
Qiao Jinling pinched Ji Cheng's thin arm, which was not taller than her.
"Well, I must eat well and exercise well to make myself strong so that I can protect my sister."
Ji Cheng understood what he was saying, and then he understood how to eat well and exercise.
Qiao Jinling didn't want to explain too much. After all, Ji Cheng would no longer show off wearing all kinds of small leather shoes, so he was considered clean.
In the next few days, Qiao Jinling did not pay attention to Ji Cheng's changes. Instead, her eyes wandered around, looking for Ge Ruiwei's figure to see if he had restrained his behavior after receiving the blood letter. It seemed to have some effect. He saw Ge Ruiwei drooping several times.
His head looked like a lost dog, and the boys he usually bullied laughed unbridled.
But not long after, Grewei relapsed into his old behavior. Most likely, he felt that someone was teasing him with the blood letter, or that even if there was Brother Scar, he couldn't keep an eye on him anytime and anywhere.
"Are you Qiao Jinling? Have you seen the scarred man?"
A girl with a timid voice walked up to Qiao Jinling. She looked familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was.
After the girl introduced herself, Qiao Jinling remembered that this was Zhang Yingdi, her classmate in her previous life. The two of them had sat at the front and back tables. Originally, Qiao Jinling was bullied by Ge Ruiwei, but now it was Zhang Yingdi who was bullied alone.
Anyway, in the class, there is always the weakest person who is attacked by the group. Anyway, if everyone steps on him, a child can be trampled into the dust.
"I saw the scarred man, what can I do for you?"
Qiao Jinling felt a little guilty. Originally, these tramples should have been stepped on her head, but after she was reborn, she avoided them perfectly, which made Qiao Jinling feel like she was cheating.
"Can you tell me where he is? I want to find him and let him teach Grewe a lesson."
Zhang Yingdi clenched her little fists, her anger towards the school bullies had made her forget that if there really was a man with a scar, that would be the real threat.
"Actually, there is no such thing as a scarred man. I made it all up."
Qiao Jinling told the truth.
"What? You made it all up? Why?"
Zhang Yingdi didn't understand how this first-grade girl could be involved with Ge Ruiwei and how she had to go to great lengths to make up someone to scare him.
"Haha, I'm just trying to avenge him. I couldn't bear the way he bullied others, so I just wrote a few words with the chicken blood at home."
Qiao Jinling could only explain it this way. Could it be that he told a girl that he wanted to avenge his past life?
"Oh, that's right. I'm so useless. If only I were you, he wouldn't be able to bully me like this."
Zhang Yingdi looked gloomy and lowered her head.
Only then did Qiao Jinling notice that her hair was messy, and it looked like it was uncombed and tied up randomly. She was wearing a floral cotton-padded jacket and sleeves, with the cotton at her elbows exposed, and the hem of her clothes was too short.
Another kind of cloth is connected and it looks funny.
When Qiao Jinling heard the name "Yingdi", she knew that there were probably a bunch of sisters named "Pandi", "Xiangdi", "Niandi" and "Laidi". This shameful name would
These girls cannot hold their heads up for the rest of their lives. Even if they change their names when they grow up, they still know that when they come into this world, they will not be welcomed by their parents.
"Zhang Yingdi, let me help you, okay?"
Qiao Jinling couldn't bear it. The common experience made her unable not to help this poor little girl.
"Really? You are willing to help me, but no one wants to be my friend. They all think I have lice on my head."
Zhang Yingdi's eyes brightened briefly, then sank again, like a drop of clear water splashing into the thick and sticky quagmire of life, struggling briefly, and then fell into silence again.
"If there are lice, just kill them. Don't worry, I will help you."
Qiao Jinling stretched out her hand, her eyes affirming. At this moment, she became a light that illuminated Zhang Yingdi's life.
After school, she waited for Zhang Yingdi to come with her, took her hand, and found Sun Huifang.
"Mom, this is my classmate. She wants to go to our house to play."
"Oh, okay, then do her parents know?"
Sun Huifang has never met this classmate, but since her daughter said yes, it must be so.
"Well, hello auntie, my parents usually don't care about me, so I always go home by myself."
Zhang Yingdi lowered her head and sounded timidly.
"Okay, then I'll take you home and play with Lingling."
Sun Huifang stopped asking. Now parents are busy making money and have no time to take care of their children, especially such a messy girl, who is like a weed, and most likely no one will take care of her.
After arriving home, before Qiao Jinling could say anything, Sun Huifang boiled a large pot of water and said she wanted to wash Zhang Yingdi's hair.
"Auntie, I don't wash it. I have lice on my head."
Zhang Yingdi covered her head and refused to let go.
"Good boy, auntie has some medicinal powder here. If you agree, we will cut your hair short and kill the lice. Otherwise, we won't be able to get rid of the little lice (lice larvae) stuck to the hair."
Sun Huifang's gentleness and kindness made Zhang Yingdi relax, and she nodded slowly.
It turns out that not all mothers moan and talk, and there is such a gentle and beautiful mother.
When Sun Huifang saw that Zhang Yingdi agreed, she took big scissors and cut off the two pigtails with a click. Then she mixed the medicinal powder in a hot water basin and when it cooled down slightly, she pressed Zhang Yingdi's head into it.
"Sha..."
The water was a little hot, and Zhang Yingdi couldn't help but scream.
"Good boy, bear with me, we have to boil the lice."
Sun Huifang scooped up water from a ladle and soaked Zhang Yingdi's hair bit by bit. She combed it over and over with a comb, poured out the water, replaced it with a new basin of water, dug out a large piece of Seagull shampoo, and washed it twice.
I rinsed the foam several times and it was almost done.
"Let's rub our necks well. Otherwise, if our face is white and our neck is black, wouldn't we be like a noodle digger?"
Sun Huifang rubbed strips of black mud from Zhang Yingdi's neck, like thin little earthworms.
Qiao Jinling watched them operate and felt that she was so lucky. How could she have such a good mother? Otherwise, she could only be called Qiao Yingdi.
Sun Huifang took Zhang Yingdi to the briquette stove and roasted her hair. She also found a new set of Qiao Jinling's autumn clothes, long johns, and a new cotton-padded jacket, and gave them to Zhang Yingdi. Even her socks and shoes were brand new inside and out.
"Oh, I don't even recognize you. Whose little girl is this? She's so cute."
Qiao Jinling teased Zhang Yingdi. She looked in the mirror with a shy face. She had never dressed so well during the Chinese New Year. She was so happy today.