To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty

This New Year is a special one. Zhao Jiajia lost her rich material life, left her warm and harmonious family, came to a dilapidated village, and changed to a mother who was separated. It can be said that her life was a mess.

But not too bad.

She has a new friend, who obviously has no relatives and no reason, but feels like she is dependent on each other.

The two had a New Year's Eve dinner together, and Song Lingshu also invited her mother to have dinner together, but Zhao Jiajia only talked to her the whole time, and the mother and daughter were embarrassed and unfamiliar.

After dinner, her mother asked them if they wanted to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

So the three of them went to Uncle Wang's house to watch TV together, and when they went in, they found that there were still many neighbors there, and there were piles of melon seeds on the ground, which was very lively.

Song Lingshu also brought some biscuits. After everyone greeted each other, they gathered around the color TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

In this era of few entertainment activities, TV sets are rare things. Whoever has a TV is definitely the most popular person, and can brag for a lifetime.

Of course, the electricity bill is not cheap, so the owner needs to be generous enough.

Uncle Wang is a very generous person. He used to take good care of Yu Zhaodi. When he saw that she was not busy, he would go to the gate of the courtyard to wave and shout: "Zhaodi, let's go and watch TV with uncle."

There were too many people coming to see the Spring Festival Gala. There were more than 30 people sitting in a living room. The adults sat on the bench with their children in their arms, and the young people found their own seats and squatted.

Song Lingshu found a low stool and squeezed out a place in the corner for Zhao Jiajia to sit on.

After Zhao Jiajia sat down, he dragged her down.

"?" Before Song Lingshu could react, she was hugged on her lap.

"..." It's so strange.

But I really like it (*/ω＼*)

After a while, Zhao Jiajia pushed her away: "My leg is numb, I'll replace you."

Everyone else was watching the TV programs with great interest, even the Beijing operas, for fear of missing out on exciting programs.

The two of them took turns changing seats in the corner, Song Lingshu was far less serious than Zhao Jiajia, not to mention watching the Spring Festival Gala, she was someone who had been to the Spring Festival Gala.

She turned her head to glance at Zhao Jiajia's serious profile, and couldn't help but smile. This guy rarely has the opportunity to watch TV now, so he has been looking forward to the Spring Festival Gala for a long time.

At this time, someone next to her secretly patted her on the shoulder, and she turned her head to see that it was Uncle Wang.

Uncle Wang looked away, but he tore open her pocket with his hand, secretly stuffed a handful of candy inside, then winked at her, pretending nothing happened, and went to the other side to invite guests to eat melon seeds.

Song Lingshu felt a burst of warmth, took out two candies, and gave one to Zhao Jiajia.

Zhao Jiajia was surprised, turned her head and was about to speak, when she saw her winking, quickly lowered her head, put one arm around her shoulder to stabilize her figure, leaned over and whispered to her: "Where did you come from?"

"Uncle Wang gave it, here it is." Song Lingshu stuffed the candy into his mouth, covered his hands and whispered in her ear.

Zhao Jiajia only smelled a sweet smell, and ate one herself, feeling that it was not as sweet as hers, so she asked her without words: "Can you watch TV?"

"Look, I can see it."

The two murmured for a while, and they both had a sweet taste when they spoke.

I don't know who saw the two of them sitting and hugging and whispering, and said with a smile: "These two girls are the same as their own, like that conjoined twins."

Everyone laughed, Zhao Jiajia blushed, stood up and patted her in embarrassment: "It's me."

Everyone's attention was quickly diverted by the TV program, but Zhao Jiajia didn't watch TV, but hid behind Song Lingshu, always feeling hot on his face.

She didn't know what she was hiding, but she was a little embarrassed for no reason, her eyes were empty, staring at the slender back in front of her in a daze, then she smelled the faint smell of washing powder on Song Lingshu's body, she approached her in a ghostly way, her nose pressed against her clothes, Take a deep breath.

Song Lingshu turned his head and looked at her.

Zhao Jiajia raised his head stiffly: "What are you doing!"

"?" Song Lingshu hadn't said anything yet, but she asked the teacher first.

"Zhao, Zhao Benshan is about to come out, come out."

"oh."

"Aren't you excited?"

"Excited."

Song Lingshu took a closer look at her indifferent face, and couldn't see any excitement.

But after all, it is Zhao Jiajia's most anticipated program. Every year, he waits for Zhao Benshan to come out before washing his face and feet, and this year is no exception. When Zhao Benshan came out, the embarrassment disappeared immediately, followed by unstoppable laughter. Everyone in the room was laughing, even Song Lingshu couldn't stop laughing.

When the sound of Unforgettable Tonight sounded, everyone got up one after another to help clean up the melon seeds in the house. Song Lingshu also consciously put the stool back in place.

She came to the balcony and put the stool away. When she heard the host counting down, she subconsciously raised her head to look for Zhao Jiajia, only to see him squeeze out from the crowd.

The voice of Ni Ping and Zhao Zhongxiang was still playing on the TV: "Three, two—"

Zhao Jiajia ran to the balcony, smiled and hugged her.

"—!"

"Happy New Year!"

The people in the room shouted along with the TV, and fireworks suddenly exploded in the sky.

Zhao Jiajia was afraid that she would not hear, so he shouted in her ear: "Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year." Song Lingshu smiled and hugged her.

The sound of firecrackers bid farewell to the old year. When everyone was busy paying New Year's greetings and visiting relatives, Song Lingshu and Zhao Jiajia stayed at home all day to play, studying food, writing and reading newspapers together, enjoying a leisurely time.

However, within a few days of this kind of life, Song Lingshu had to keep busy with her business, and Zhao Jiajia had to go to school to make up lessons in advance.

The winter is very cold, but the pace of spring comes quickly. Before March, the weather is warming up, and everywhere is full of vitality and greenery.

It was finally no longer difficult for Zhao Jiajia to wake up in the morning. Of course, half of the reason was that the high school entrance examination was about to take place, and the pressure was a bit high.

This afternoon, a regular student came to buy biscuits after school, and suddenly told her that Zhao Jiajia had a fight with a boy at school.

She was surprised and wanted to inquire about the details, but the other party was busy going back to cook for the family, and left with the biscuits after speaking.

Song Lingshu was not in the mood to set up a stall anymore, so she went home with a basket in hand and saw Zhao Jiajia doing homework.

She walked over and pinched the other person's chin, well, such a beautiful face has a blemish, a bruise on the forehead, and a little red face.

She turned around and went to the pharmacy to buy some medicine to clean the wound on her forehead.

Zhao Jiajia was silent for a long time, and asked, "Why don't you ask me why I fought?"

"You, do you want to talk?"

"In no mood."

"Then I ask, ask what... what?"

Zhao Jiajia breathed a sigh of relief, and proudly said: "He was injured more seriously than me. I scratched his face and smashed his head."

"You should have put on a... helmet first."

Zhao Jiajia laughed out loud. She thought she would educate her in a long-winded manner, but she didn't expect it to be a bad move. This made her always gloomy mood much better.

System: [Happiness +1]

Song Lingshu didn't ask Zhao Jiajia what happened, but that doesn't mean she won't ask others.

She went to the school the next day during school hours and found the head teacher to inquire about the situation. The homeroom teacher knew that they were very good friends, so he didn't hide it: "Actually, this matter has something to do with you, so it's good if you know."

Song Lingshu was taken aback, why is it related to him?

Only after the head teacher told her did she know the whole story.

It’s just over three months before the senior high school entrance examination. Those who get good grades are preparing for the senior high school entrance examination, but the scumbags don’t care. They’re here to dawdle, and they don’t have any ideas about the future. At worst, they graduate and go home to grow crops or go out to work. It's okay, I won't die of hunger anyway.

So a few boys were discussing what to do after graduation in the corridor, and someone mentioned that they wanted to marry a wife, which made everyone start to boo and mention women happily.

A foolish boy said: "I also want to marry a wife, that one, that Yu Zhaodi, I think it's good."

"You must be sick, but she stutters!"

"What's wrong with stuttering, she will make money. And her family doesn't want her, and no one wants to marry her. If I marry, won't she be grateful to me and serve me comfortably? At home, she will Cooking, going out and earning money, and she looks pretty good, haven’t you noticed that she has become more beautiful recently? There is meat on her face, so there should be meat in other places too, hehehe..."

The others called it awesome, and they all screamed strangely.

At this time, the window next to him was opened, and Zhao Jiajia threw the lunch box in his hand directly on his head without saying a word, and all the soup and food poured on him, then the pencil case, books, and everything that could be thrown away on the table In the past, when she finally lifted the stool, the classmates snatched it down in time, and then the two began to wrestle with their bare hands.

In the evening, when Zhao Jiajia returned home for dinner, she found ribs soup and asked, "What day is today?"

Song Lingshu: "There are still 93 days...days before you pass the high school entrance examination."

"Help, don't say that to me! I almost hear the cocoon!"

Zhao Jiajia covered her ears, ate quickly, and then went to do her homework. After writing for a while, she was a little thirsty. She went out to pour water, but found that there was no one at home. She searched around, but she couldn't find Song Lingshu, so she had to go out to look for it.

Song Lingshu was leaning against the corner. She was wearing fat clothes and a hard hat, which was the work clothes left by Yu's father.

She also put on a mask and kept staring in a certain direction until a boy approached here and walked past her into the alley before she followed.

The boy was humming a song, and suddenly someone put a sack on him from behind.

"Who? Who! What are you going to do?!" The boy struggled a few times in a panic, trying to take out the sack, but his knee was suddenly kicked hard, and he knelt down on the ground, followed by another attack. The wound was hit with precision where it was not easy to see the wound, causing him to roll on the ground in pain, yelling for help incessantly.

But this place is remote, and no one will hear his cries for help for a while.

Song Lingshu punched the person expressionlessly, thinking: Damn it, my mother has coaxed the person for half a year, but you let me bully you, a bastard, and I can't beat you to death.

"Zhaodi! Yu Zhaodi!"

Zhao Jiajia kept looking for people on the street, feeling more and more uneasy, so she couldn't help speeding up her pace, and she was relieved when she saw a familiar figure in front of the Internet cafe.

"Boss, boss." Song Lingshu waved his hand, "I'm here."

"What are you doing here without saying a word?! In the middle of the night, do you want to court death?" Zhao Jiajia stepped forward to teach her a lesson, and even patted her heavily to show her anger.

"I, I'm here to deliver goods to...customers. I didn't dare to call or disturb you to do your homework." Song Lingshu tugged on her sleeves as if fawning, "D-I won't dare next time."

Zhao Jiajia snorted, ignored her, and walked into the Internet cafe. She has been very troubled recently because of the high school entrance examination and fighting. She came here again tonight, and really wanted to vent her emotions.

She directly turned on the two machines, let Song Lingshu play by herself, then opened the Young and Dangerous series of movies, and then started watching the second one.

Seeing that she was addicted to movies, Song Lingshu also opened the website, just in time to check the stock market. After all, newspapers are slow to issue, and it is not every day that there is news about the stock market.

In the middle of the night, the two walked out of the gate of the Internet cafe, only the sound of their footsteps on the silent road.

Song Lingshu walked for a while, and found that she wasn't interested enough, and asked, "You, are you still... angry with me?"

"Liar, you liar!" Zhao Jiajia suddenly yelled at her.

"What did I lie to you?"

"You lied to my feelings!"

"??" Song Lingshu fell into deep confusion.

"Didn't you say that Xiao Jieba was with Chen Haonan? Then why did she die?!" Zhao Jiajia asked.

Song Lingshu couldn't help laughing, seeing her expression that she was about to cry, she restrained her smile, and asked softly, "Who told you to watch the sequel."

"You said they were together, that's why I watched it." Zhao Jiajia's mouth drooped, almost dying of anger, "Why did Little Stutter die? I don't want her to die!"

"You just... like her that much?"

"Of course I like it, she is so pretty, and she is so kind to Chen Haonan!" Zhao Jiajia stomped on the spot, unable to accept this ending.

It was the first time for Song Lingshu to see someone who was so genuinely emotional when he knocked on cp, and he was afraid that she would see his smile, so he reached out and hugged her, and said, "It's all right, isn't there, is there another... Little stammer?"

Hearing this, Zhao Jiajia burst into tears, grabbed the hem of her clothes with both hands, choked up and said, "But you are not as good-looking as her."

Song Lingshu's mouth twitched.

Zhao Jiajia sobbed a few times, then said: "But you are better than her."

Song Lingshu couldn't laugh or cry, and then she heard her say solemnly: "Chen Haonan can't protect his little stammer, but I, Zhao Jiajia, will protect you well."

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