Little One Tears the Villain’s Script

Chapter 200

Amaze All Who See (1)

Jiang Xiaoman cried as she exited the barbershop. Zhang Xinhua had gone home with his father, and now only she and Yu Qingshi were left.

The little girl cried amidst the wind. Her eyes and nose were red, and her eyelashes were trembling from bean sized teardrops. She looked very pitiful.

Yu Qingshi looked at her for a while and said, “Don’t cry.”

“Wuu wuu wuu!” Her nose wrinkled and she kept on crying. She couldn’t control herself at all!

“Be scientific, don’t be so superstitious.” Yu Qingshi said, “This is what the teacher taught us, and it’s also mentioned on the school bulletin. Why would you be afraid?”

Jiang Xiaoman wiped her tears and explained, "But my uncle and my grandma are superstitious."

Yu Qingshi fell silent.

Jiang Xiaoman said again, "I don't want my uncle to meet a disaster."

Yu Qingshi looked at her with pity and took her hand to comfort her, "Don't be afraid, as long as your uncle comes home safely today, that means that this is not true at all. Adults are very strange, and they always have many strange taboos."

"That's all the rules laid down by the ancestors."

"There are so many ancestral rules."

"Yes." Jiang Xiaoman looked at him, feeling that she had met a soulmate, but she still wanted to cry.

Uncle would most likely be fine, but she was the one who would come across a disaster.

Jiang Xiaoman said in a low voice, "But I don't want to come across a disaster myself."

Seeing her worries, Yu Qingshi was willing to take a knife for a friend again.

"Don't be afraid, if your grandma beats you, just say that I cut your hair. This way you won't be beaten."

What he said was right.

Under normal circumstances, as long as there were guests or it was related to Yu Qingshi, it was easy to talk it out with Grandma. But there was one exception; when it came to breaking rules and taboos, it was absolutely useless.

For example, back in the village, when Jiang Xiaoman rode the stone lion guarding the gate of the house like a wooden horse, Grandma taught her a lesson and it was useless no matter how miserable she pretended to be.

Thinking of this, Xiaoman said, “No, you can’t talk it out with Grandma about this kind of thing.”

Yu Qingshi was stunned and said, “That’s okay. Then the two of us should get beaten together, so you will feel better inside.”

Jiang Xiaoman was very moved and cried even more, "You are such a good person."

Yu Qingshi blushed again, and gave a small "en".

After returning home at night, Jiang Xiaoman also kept wearing her hat, unwilling to take it off.

She figured that if she wore it for a few more days, her hair might grow out and neither Grandma nor Uncle would know that she had had her hair cut.

It was just a pity that her plan died before it could hatch.

Because on that evening, when Jiang Xing returned home, he did not see the notification board for a road construction clearly, and accidentally ran into a pillar on the roadside. He himself was fine, but the car bumper was broken.

It was an unexpected accident.

When he got home, Jiang Xing only mentioned it casually and didn’t think about it much.

Jiang Xiaoman was eating at the time, and when she heard it, the chopsticks she was holding fell and she started sobbing.

Her reaction was really strange.

Jiang Xing asked, "What's wrong? Don’t you see that Uncle is fine? I just didn’t see clearly. I’ll just be careful next time. Why are you crying?"

Jiang Xiaoman jumped out of the chair and cried while hugging his legs, "Uncle, Uncle, I’m the one who harmed you. I don’t want anything to happen to you, if something happened to you, I will never forgive myself for the rest of my life, wuu wuu wuu.”

Jiang Xing looked at her, then lifted her up and put her on his lap. “How did you harm Uncle? What does it have to do with you?"

Jiang Xiaoman took off her hat silently and whispered, "I had my hair cut."

"..."

Jiang Xing was so surprised that he almost fell off his chair.

Jiang Xiumei was the most superstitious person in the Jiang family. She also put down her chopsticks immediately and her heart was beating faster. She clutched her chest and said aiyo twice.

"Xiaoman, tell me, when did you have it cut?"

"Just today..."

Jiang Xiumei choked, and Jiang Xing immediately went silent.

At this moment, many thoughts flashed through Jiang Xing's mind.

He thought of the hair that he had sent to be tested. If the result came out right now and they turned out to not be related by blood, would he be spared from the calamity?

No no, that’s not right. The result wouldn't come out so quickly, he needed to wait at least one or two months.

Jiang Xiaoman was already crying wuu wuu wuu, but unexpectedly, Grandma didn't hit her this time.

Jiang Xiumei and Jiang Xing whispered, "It's okay, don't be afraid. They have no blood relations anyways… "

Jiang Xing nodded with all his strength, but his hands and legs were still shaking.

After eating, the mother and son launched an emergency response to the incident.

The superstitious Jiang Xiumei grabbed a handful of ash from who knows where and sprinkled them in the yard. She drew a random abstract pattern and lit a stick of incense, her mouth mumbling, chanting who knows what.

Jiang Xing was a bit more scientific.

He took Jiang Xiaoman and went to a barber shop again to get her hair reconnected.

Jiang Xing looked at Jiang Xiaoman and said, "Don't be afraid, it's okay. We need to be scientific, don't be superstitious. Just reconnect the hair, and the matter can be considered as if nothing happened.”

Jiang Xiaoman nodded.