Chapter 1 (1/2)
“…… In the eastern part of the Pyrenees in southwest Europe, a group of running motorcades galloped along the Garonne River, alerting the French police... ” The sweet voice of the TV hostess rang up, and the headlines of today's news were playing on the screen behind her.
One by one sports cars sped by, helicopters were chasing in the sky at night, and police cars could be seen behind them The police suspect that the motorcycle party is from the country of the East, and the owner's identity has not yet been identified... ”
As soon as the hostess's voice fell, the screen behind her quickly enlarged. The sound of the originally suppressed whistle and the sound of the helicopter propeller turning, mixed with the sound of a sports car whistling by, suddenly the room was filled with noise.
The thin wall can't block the sound of TV outside. Jiang se gets up. In the narrow living room, du you who turns on the TV doesn't know where to run. In the TV, groups of sports cars gallop across the screen.
When she saw a white sports car running in the front of the camera, she was ready to turn off the TV. The door on the left side behind her was pulled open, and Du Honghong's angry voice rang out:
”the voice is so loud in the middle of the night. Do you know I'm going to take the high school entrance examination soon?”
Jiangse turned her head and looked. The girl in the red nightdress was impatient to slam the door again, shaking the windows in the living room where some paint had fallen off.
She turned off the TV and went back to her room. It was already hot at the end of May. A fan facing the single bed was slowly turning, sending out cool air.
She climbed into the bed, staring at the yellow light bulb above her head. She recognized the white and arrogant sports car just driving in the front, which was Pei Yi's.
”Thuse.”
Jiang's mother's voice interrupted her thoughts. When the door was pushed open, Mrs. Jiang's mother Zhou Hui reached half way into her body and pointed to the light on her bed:
”it's more than nine o'clock.”
She nodded and stood up to pull the light rope at the head of the bed. The room was dark.
In the night, Zhou Hui's face shrank in the dim light of the outside room:
”it's red and red to take the high school entrance examination. Recently, the electricity bill is expensive. Your uncle Du's performance in the factory is not good this month. Turn on the fan for a while and turn it off when it's cool...”
Janser interrupted her and said, ”I know that.”
Zhou Hui didn't speak any more and pulled the door.
The room was dark and there were no windows in the room. Janssel couldn't help turning over on the bed.
She had not thought of the past for a long time, but the news headlines I saw tonight made her a little bored.
Half a month ago, she was the daughter of the Feng family, Feng Nan, but she woke up and became Jiang se.
Her grandfather, Feng Zhongliang, worked in the army in the early years. During the turmoil in China, Feng Zhongliang and his family immigrated to Hong Kong and bought hotels. Now, the Feng family is also a well-known figure.
In his later years, Feng Zhongliang couldn't bear to leave his hometown. With the help of his former colleagues and friends, he took Feng Nan back to live in China for a long time.
Compared with Feng Nan, Jiang Se and her are one by one.
Zhou Hui, Jiang's mother, met with disgrace in her early years. After divorcing her husband, she married Du Changqun with her daughter, Jiang se, and gave birth to another pair of children.
His stepfather, Du Changqun, worked in a factory for more than 20 years. He was still a salesman at the bottom of the factory. With a meager salary, he had to support a large family of children.
After all, it's not Du. Jiang se is in an awkward position in Du's family. Du Changqun doesn't like her very much. Her two siblings, who are of the same mother and half father, don't think highly of Jiang se.