Chapter 242

It turned out to be a relatively poor local village, not even an ordinary village.

At first, Ye Fan thought he had the wrong address. However, after repeated comparison, he found that Lin Maomao filled in the address when ordering takeout or shopping online.

For a time, Ye Fan was confused

He remembered that when he first met Lin Maomao, her disdainful eyes were ridicule. Did he come from the countryside?

But what about her?

After thinking for a long time, Ye Fan didn't think of it, so he had to drive Lin Maomao home.

After arriving at Lingde village, Ye Fan found that the village was not only extremely remote, but even the construction in the village was much more dilapidated than he thought.

There is a stone tablet at the entrance of the village, engraved with many people who make donations for the village, and the number of donations in the first place is only 500.

Other villagers basically donate about 50 to 100, and 200 is already high.

Ye Fan looked at the sleeping Lin Maomao and couldn't guess what the girl was thinking for the first time.

Because it was late, few people in the village were wandering outside. They all huddled at home with bright lights, but there was unspeakable peace.

Because there was no one, Ye Fan had to ask Lin Maomao door to door.

Fortunately, there were few villages. When she came to the door of a shabby wooden house, a middle-aged woman came out with a crutch. The middle-aged woman had only one leg and her face was very haggard without any blood color. She looked ill.

The middle-aged woman swallowed her saliva. When she saw Lin Maomao in Ye Fan's arms, her face showed heartache and hurriedly said, "this is my daughter. What happened?"

"Well, aunt, I'm very. Lin Maomao is a classmate. She's drunk today. I'm afraid a girl is unsafe outside, so I sent it back to you."

Ye Fan smiled politely and explained.

"OK, thank you." The middle-aged woman looked at Ye Fan with gratitude on her face, and then said in some embarrassment, "you see, I'm not very convenient now. Can you send her to my house?"

"Yes."

Ye Fan nodded and followed the middle-aged woman in. After glancing at the dress of the house, he found that Lin Maomao's life was very difficult.

It seems that she and her mother are the only ones in the family. The yellow walls are hung with certificates of the first prize, and there are a pile of messy textbooks on the bed that can barely squeeze two people. There are several sets of JK uniforms in the cabinet. However, if people in the circle look carefully, they will find that they are all fake and belong to the kind of high imitation.

"Thank you, young man. I don't think it's easy for you. Why don't you drink some water before you go."

Lin Maomao's mother was very enthusiastic. Her tone was both grateful and guilty. It seemed that her daughter was drunk outside. She was a mother, but there was nothing she could do.

"Nothing."

Ye Fan politely refuses and is ready to leave here.

But Lin Maomao's mother was so enthusiastic that she had to let Ye Fan drink and have a rest before he was allowed to leave.

Ye Fan had no choice but to listen to Lin Maomao's mother and sat on the small bed waiting for Lin Maomao's mother to bring water.

Just then, Lin Maomao's eyebrows suddenly moved twice. Her little red face had a slight expression. It lasted about ten minutes. Lin Maomao completely woke up.

She slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were confused. When she saw the familiar ceiling, she showed a trace of panic. She sat up fiercely. She immediately noticed Ye Fan and flustered: "Ye, Ye Fan, how are you here."

"What do you say?" Ye Fanbai glanced at Lin Maomao, then took out his camera and handed it to Lin Maomao: "a girl's family must know something in the future. Gangsters like Dongge can have less contact if they can. Reading well is not bad for you."

"Hmm..." Lin Maomao lowered his head in shame, picked up the camera and looked through it. When he saw the contents, his face turned red and wanted to drip water.

Because the photos in the camera are too large. There is even a photo with Ye Fan in it.

Does this not mean that ye fan has seen his own body?

However, compared with these photos, Lin Maomao is more worried that ye fan will tell his family.

She quickly grabbed Ye Fan's arm and said in an almost praying tone: "Ye Fan, don't tell me about my family environment, otherwise, my good friends will dislike me."

"Because I was admitted with good grades instead of spending money to read it. The reason why I despised you before was to show it to my group of friends. I'm afraid they'll be angry if they know I'm at the same table with you."

As she spoke, her voice became lower and lower, and there was almost no sound behind her.

When ye fan heard this explanation, the fire in his chest rushed up and fiercely grabbed Lin Maomao's arm, The tone was a little excited and said, "so, you just fooled around in the school, right? You know, in this school, if you can get the first prize, the subsidy will be enough for you to live. What's more, you got in with good grades instead of spending money. Can you compare with those animals?"

With that, Ye Fan's fire disappeared a little, but his face was still very unhappy. He didn't expect that Lin Maomao's family had been in such a difficult situation.

She also thought about how to compare outside, and even get the favor of her classmates.

It made him very unhappy.

And Lin Maomao, knowing that he was wrong, just kept saying sorry.

"Well, if you don't want to read here, I have a way to help you transfer, but you must study hard."

Ye Fan touched his nose, looked at Lin Maomao seriously and said.

Because he had personally experienced the atmosphere in the school, he naturally understood that if Lin Maomao continued to stay there, there would be no good fruit to eat.

After all, she is not in the same circle with her classmates. How can she compare?

"No, I'm a sophomore now. I just want to finish the rest of the journey quietly."

Lin Maomao shook his head and said. The eyes in his eyes were firm.

Just then, Lin Maomao's mother came over. She took a cup of hot milk and said with a smile: "come on, child, it's time for you to grow up. Drinking boiled water for you has no nutrition. Hot milk makes up your body."

"Thank you, aunt."

Ye Fan smiled and stretched out his hand to pick up the milk. When he saw Lin Maomao's mother's palm dark and full of dry lines, he suddenly felt sour in his heart.