CHAPTER 410: CHAPTER 410: KICK HER OUT

Jian Zhiqing sat on the couch, crossing his legs. He felt uncomfortable without the screen, and all the more so for Qin Xiangnuan and the others.

"Have someone send the stuff to the school tomorrow, and get the keys back."

"And what if she doesn’t give them?" Qin Xiangyang knew that Qin Xiangmei wasn’t going to leave so easily. She would probably cling to them for who knows how long. Such a great opportunity to freeload, even a fool would know it’s a good deal; there was no reason why Qin Xiangmei would give it up for nothing.

"If she doesn’t hand over the keys, we’ll send her to the station."

Jian Zhiqing’s lips curled up with a cold sneer, "Selling my things? She should consider whether she can bear the consequences."

"Yeah, how could I forget," Qin Xiangyang slapped his forehead as he recalled that when the Qingming River Painting was given, it was under Jian Zhiqing’s name. Therefore, in a certain sense, the Qingming Shangsa painting and the screen made from it, both belonged to Jian Zhiqing.

Items worth one hundred thousand yuan, even if they sold Qin Xiangmei, she couldn’t possibly pay back so much money.

Qin Xiangyang pulled Conghua back and helped groom its fur for a long time. He thought about bringing Conghua to school, but dogs weren’t really suitable for military academies, to avoid the risk of them accidentally biting someone.

When Qin Xiangnuan came out, Qin Xiangyang was still grooming Conghua’s fur, and she then remembered something.

"Brother, is the corn in our field ripe yet?"

"Corn cobs?" Qin Xiangyang put down the steel comb, "Do you want to eat them? They’re ripe. I just went to check on them today, perfectly tender. If you want some, I’ll pick a few for you tomorrow. Our home grows a new variety, and the ones in the greenhouse don’t have any pests."

"Just a few cobs," Qin Xiangnuan was thinking about cooking corn. This particular type of corn seed was a new variety she specifically sourced; it included sticky corn and sweet corn. She loved sweet corn and wouldn’t mind eating two at a time.

"Right, brother, pick some more tomorrow, and send some to Brother Dongsheng and Commander Xu as well."

"Sure," Qin Xiangyang agreed. Whatever his sister said went. A few corn cobs weren’t troublesome; he could just carry them over.

In fact, he really couldn’t understand his sister. These corn cobs aren’t considered special in the countryside, as every household grows them. They used to be mere food for filling the stomach. As people’s living conditions have improved, corn cobs have faded from view, and some even use them to feed pigs.

But the new varieties of corn cobs are indeed delicious. In her previous life, Qin Xiangnuan particularly enjoyed them. However, as time passed, a cob that sold for three to five coins eventually became something she could hardly afford to eat. By then, 10 yuan couldn’t even buy a meal.

Qin Xiangyang got up early in the morning and packed up all of Qin Xiangmei’s things, including dirty socks and underwear stuffed into the bedding. He really didn’t understand how a girl could be so dirty, not bothering to wash her clothes, oh, right, he forgot, she made Granny Lu wash them for her. They washed their own clothes; why should Granny Lu have to wash Qin Xiangmei’s clothes? Just how significant was she supposed to be?

He wrapped everything together and did a final check. Not a single thread from Qin Xiangmei was left, determined to completely eradicate any trace of her and not let the spring breeze and spring come again.

He slung the rolled-up bedding over his shoulder. All right, time to leave.

He had registered his name outside the door, asking the dormitory auntie to call Qin Xiangmei down.

Qin Xiangmei was in the middle of an argument with He Juan, and the two hadn’t spoken all day. She also didn’t dare to go back to the Siheyuan; she planned to wait a few days, let things cool down, and then return. By then, she’d stubbornly insist that it was already sold—what could they do to her even if it was? Of course, the 1000 yuan was out of the question. She had already spent five or six hundred of it, and the rest she needed for living expenses. She stuck to this point; what could that wretched girl do to her anyway?

She realized now that the most difficult person to deal with among them all was that wretched girl. The others were all soft-hearted; as long as she got a grip on that girl, everything else was within her control. Even He Juan, that shameless wench who dared to cut off her flow of cash, would never get any more benefits from her again.

She angrily grabbed a handful of the sheets, cursing He Juan in her heart, wishing her a bloody downfall. She could have returned to the Siheyuan and mooched off of them for free, but now, thanks to the damned He Juan, she couldn’t even return home and had to spend money on food.

"Damn girl, bloody wench," she spat on the ground and pounded heavily on the bed.

"Qin Xiangmei, someone is looking for you outside."

At that moment, the dormitory auntie knocked on the door, calling Qin Xiangmei to meet someone.

Qin Xiangmei was puzzled—who would be looking for her at this hour? She tidied herself up, put on her shoes without thinking too much, and followed the dormitory auntie out. When she reached the doorway, she saw Qin Xiangyang.

What was he doing here? Qin Xiangmei instinctively wanted to retreat to her dormitory. However, Qin Xiangyang, with his keen eyes, spotted Qin Xiangmei, and his chilled expression truly frightened her. Qin Xiangyang was usually good-natured, but when he got angry, he could be terrifying—she had witnessed that previously.

Hence, after hesitating, she still walked over.

"Are you looking for me?" She lifted her chin, appearing as if she couldn’t be bothered to say another word to Qin Xiangyang, which was precisely what Qin Xiangyang wanted to impart to her.

Without saying another word, Qin Xiangyang tossed the object he had been carrying on his back to the ground.

"Qin Xiangyang, what do you mean by this?" Qin Xiangmei wanted to scream, but remembering she was at school, she lowered her voice instead. She recognized at a glance that this was the bedding from the Siheyuan.

"It means nothing," Qin Xiangyang kicked the bedding on the ground, as if he had brought it for her, and then stretched out his hand in front of Chun Xiangmei.

"What are you doing?" The sudden appearance of his hand made Ge Xiangmei instinctively step back.

"The keys. The keys to the Siheyuan," Qin Xiangyang still extended his hand forward.

"Why should I? They’re mine."

Qin Xiangmei clenched her teeth. Even if she was the biggest fool, she knew that they were trying to drive her out. Why, just why? She was living just fine there! Why did they have to kick her out? In the Siheyuan, she could eat and drink for free, and sometimes Granny Lu would give her some money to spend. Granny Lu was easy to talk to; whenever she got tough, Granny Lu would give in. If she moved out, where else could she find meals for free? And now that her classmates knew she lived in a Siheyuan in Capital City, if she couldn’t return, she’d become a laughingstock. She couldn’t afford to lose that face.