She Became A Downfall Noble Lady-Chapter 66 - Qi Jiaers Car

Chapter 66: Chapter 66 Qi Jiaer’s Car

Chapter 66 -66 Qi Jiaer’s Car

Qi Congwu from the Third Branch was squeezed among the crowd, normally he wouldn’t dare to come near the Second Branch. Qi Congming… no, Qi Jia’s sister was too fierce, as soon as she saw them near their Great Uncle’s place, she would clench her fists and curse at them viciously, sometimes even holding a broom, truly detestable.

Now it was different; their own grandfather was there, Qi Jia’s sister would definitely not dare to curse anyone.

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Qi Congwu squeezed into Qi Younian’s yard with an air of superiority, and seeing Qi Jia riding his bike over, he called out loudly, “Boy, get down. Give me your bike to play with.”

This was already a very mild approach for him; in the past, if this boy had something he was interested in, he would just go over and kick the person, then snatch it away. The boy wouldn’t even dare to glance at him and would just roll away dejectedly.

In little Qi Jia’s mind, every member of the Qi Family Third Branch was probably a nightmarish existence. Qi Congwu’s attitude towards Qi Jia had indeed undergone a complete turnaround compared to the past, but Qi Jia was still shocked in the moment, his face blank with fear, sitting still on the little bike, seemingly clueless about what to do next.

With so many people in the yard, Qi Congwu’s shouting disgraced the presence of the three brothers of the Qi Yougui family. And Qi Jia’s demeanor was an even greater slap in the face for the Third Branch of the Qi family.

Qi Younian was of an advanced age, and though his heart ached at the sight of Qi Jia’s fear, it was not appropriate to fuss over such matters with his Third Branch nephew’s grandson. He saw Ye Xinyan approaching and was relieved; with his granddaughter taking care of little Jiajia, Xiao Jiajia would certainly not suffer any injustice.

He just gave Qi Yourong a cold stare and went to greet several older villagers in the village to sit down and talk, presenting Qi Yourong with the back of his head.

How domineering and fierce could his grandson Qi Yourong’s son be, compared to his family’s Ye Zi? Since Qi Yourong wasn’t disciplining his grandson, then he should not interfere with Ye Zi protecting her brother.

Qi Yougui, unable to stand the sight, was about to scold Qi Yourong when Ye Xinyan came over and shouted at Qi Congwu, “Didn’t I tell you to stay away from our Qi Jia? Who let you in? To dare shout and make a scene in my house, get out!”

Initially embarrassed by his grandson’s unfriendly behavior towards his own brothers, Qi Yourong felt his awkwardness swept away upon hearing Ye Xinyan’s scolding of his grandson. He darkened his face and angrily said to Ye Xinyan, “You woman, Congwu is your own brother, your grandfather’s nephew; why can’t he come to your house? How old are you to be intimidating a child, aren’t you ashamed?”

Ye Xinyan rolled her eyes and looked at Qi Yourong from the corner of her eye, “Great Uncle, you really don’t understand why Congwu should not come to the Second Branch? Since that is the case, I will tell you – my younger brother is afraid of Great Uncle’s family. He shivers at the sight of anyone from Great Uncle’s household. That is why I told the children of Great Uncle’s family not to get too close to my little brother.”

Qi Yourong opened his mouth, found that he could not delve deeper into the reason, and turned to complain to Qi Younian, “Second Brother, your Ye Zi really doesn’t know her manners, speaking to an elder like that, and you don’t discipline her.”

Qi Younian knew his granddaughter would step in the moment that boy started shouting at his grandson. Seeing that things turned out as expected, and that even with his Third Brother stepping in, his granddaughter still handily came out on top, he felt extremely pleased.

Qi Younian turned back and glanced nonchalantly at Qi Yourong, before speaking in a measured tone, “I thought that matters among the grandchildren could be handled by themselves, and we didn’t need to get involved. Just now, Third Brother, you also didn’t discipline Congwu for shouting at Jiajia, did you? So I thought how Ye Zi dealt with Congwu shouldn’t concern me either.”

Although that was what he said, it wasn’t appropriate to make a scene in front of so many villagers, so he immediately frowned at Ye Xinyan and said, “Ye Zi, you can’t speak to your Great Uncle like that, understand?”

His eyebrows were furrowed, but the smile in his eyes was something he simply couldn’t conceal.

Ye Xinyan casually curled her lip in response, carelessly acknowledging with a “Got it,” without giving Qi Yourong a glance and calling out to Qi Jia, “Qi Jia, let’s go, your sister will accompany you to ride the bike.” I’m here, let’s see who’s bold enough to boss around my little brother!

The villagers present all widened their eyes, watching the Second Branch and Third Branch of the Qi family face off.

The old man from the Third Branch was predictably defensive and unreasonable, while the old man from the Second Branch was not outdone, treating his own children’s disrespectful words towards their elders with such casual dismissal. So this was another way to discipline children.

Even Qi Yougui couldn’t stand watching this scene anymore, “Alright, alright, they’re all our own kids, no need to take it so seriously. Second brother, tell us what’s going on here. Those people just came to look at the kid’s bike, right? There’s nothing else, is there?”

Qi Younian: “They’ve already seen the bike and know how to make it, so I don’t think there’s anything else. Big brother, rest assured.” As for whether Ye Zi’s identity would cause problems, he didn’t mention it, as talking about it would only add to his brother’s worries without solving anything.

At this moment, a younger child who had been playing with Qi Sanshun pleaded, “Sanshun brother, please ask Qi Jia if I can ride his bike. I’ll just ride a little bit and then give it back to him.”

Qi Sanshun sized up Xiao Si and thought he actually might manage it; he caught up with Qi Jia and said, “Xiao Jiajia, are you tired from riding? If you are, could you let Xiao Si have a go on your bike? He really fancies it.”

Hearing Qi Sanshun speak, Qi Jia stopped riding and took a serious look at both Qi Sanshun and Xiao Si. This Brother Xiao Si had played nicely with him these past few days and had never bullied him before. Well, if Brother Xiao Si wanted to ride the bike, then why not.

The little guy got off the bike and generously said, “I’ll let you have a go, but you can only ride two laps, okay?”

“Got it, got it,” Xiao Si was so thrilled he could have flown. He just wanted to sit on such a finely made object and pretend to ride; he never expected Qi Jia to be so generous and allow him to ride for real, even for two laps—it was fantastic.

Xiao Si sat on the bike, copying Qi Jia’s movements, while Qi Jia stuttered out instructions on how to pedal and steer.

Ye Xinyan saw Qi Congwu slinking around, sticking close to Qi Yourong, not daring to cause any trouble. Now with Sanshun following Qi Jia, she didn’t go after them but stood to the side with a beaming smile, watching the little guy and a few children play together. It was only with peers his age that he could gradually adapt to the childhood he deserved and become more fluent in speech.

Children’s communication with each other turned out to be even more genuine than that of adults. Listening to Qi Jia’s disjointed explanations, Xiao Si managed to fumble his way through a lap and picked up the knack for riding. The next lap was pure enjoyment.

Xiao Si joyfully completed two laps and reluctantly got off the bike, pleading with Qi Jia, “Xiao Jiajia, can I come play with you again tomorrow? I’ll bring you some wild fruits from the mountains.”

“Sure,” Qi Jia nodded, “Then I… will let you ride the bicycle for two more laps. But you have to come in the afternoon; in the forenoon my family is going out to set up a stall.”

At that moment, Qi Jia didn’t realize that setting up a stall in the county was something to brag about; he spoke in a very ordinary tone, simply telling his little friends when he would be available.