In fact, Li Ninghua rely had indecent thoughts about Xu Qinghuan, but hadn’t had the chance to act on them yet. Besides, Jiang Xingye was right there. In today’s world, it wouldn’t even count as harassnt, let alone be worthy of going to the police station.
It’s only in this era that he was locked up and given ideological education. Once the education is finished, he will surely be released.
Ma Zilan and Li Zhiguo, those legal ignorants, don’t understand this, but Xu Qinghuan does.
That’s why she used these words to threaten Ma Zilan.
Afraid of being beaten when she returns ho, Ma Zilan, taking advantage of the fact that Jiang Xingye is her biological son, dared not hide anymore, "I just blurted it out. He looked terrifying with the knife, and I was afraid he’d kill soone. I said it for his own good."
"What did you say?" Xu Qinghuan asked coldly.
Ma Zilan said, "I told people he stole from my man’s house."
Xu Qinghuan asked, "Then what’s the real story?"
"I told him my husband always beats , making covered in injuries, so he ca to check on . It happened that my husband beat that day, and to protect , he fought with my husband.
I didn’t dare speak against my husband, or else he would beat to death!"
Ma Zilan had uttered these words at the police station seven years ago, and now she said them again without a trace of hesitation. Seeing Jiang Xingye’s calm face, for so reason, a feeling of panic arose in her heart.
Ma Zilan rushed towards Jiang Xingye, "Xingye, mom didn’t do it on purpose. Mom was just too scared, scared he’d beat . Mom knew you were young; even if you killed soone, the police wouldn’t punish you much.
But he’s different! If anything happened to him, people would say I’m cursed to harm my husband, and mom doesn’t want that reputation!"
She covered her face and cried.
Everyone sighed deeply, never imagining that a mother had falsely accused her son like this for seven years.
Thinking back on these years of fearing Jiang Xingye, secretly cursing him, often giving him cold stares, the community mbers felt quite unsettled.
Such a pitiful child nearly got killed by his stepfather because he cared for his biological mother. He survived but was burdened with a false cri, enduring disdain and bla from society for seven years.
If it weren’t for Xu Qinghuan today, they wouldn’t have recognized the truth.
Previously, Jiang Baohua and his family had spoken on behalf of Jiang Xingye, but comparatively, they believed the words of the witnesses more, not to ntion the accuser was his biological mother.
After all, what mother would defa her own son for an outsider.
Who’d have thought, such mothers do exist in the world.
Jiang Xingye’s heart beca completely calm. So it was like this!
No big deal. He was just never chosen by his mother, always abandoned by her. Previously, he felt lonely, aggrieved, and resentful; but now, isn’t there soone standing beside him?
Caring about him, speaking for him, clearing his na. This warmth has also dulled the bitterness in his heart.
"Let’s go!" Jiang Xingye grasped Xu Qinghuan’s hand.
"Xingye!" Ma Zilan panicked, stepping forward to block them, speaking sharply to Xu Qinghuan, "You said if I told the truth, you’d forgive my son."
Xu Qinghuan said, "You acknowledged that you spoke the truth. Xingye, due to your lies, has been underestimated and looked down upon for years. You said you didn’t want the cursed reputation; did you ever consider how Xingye bore the false cri for seven years?
Your son can’t bear the label ’hooligan’ or what? Did he live as an emperor in his past life, more noble than others?"
Ma Zilan was trembling with anger, "Are you deceiving ?"
"So what if I am? Isn’t it taught by you?" Qiao Xinyu was also filled with anger, rushing over and pulling Ma Zilan aside.
Ma Zilan wanted to fight back but a few aunts from the team, led by Zhou Guizhi, surrounded her, compelling her restraint, "Oh, aren’t you..."
Jiang Xingye shot her a sharp glance, making Ma Zilan swallow the rest of her words.
At that mont, she was acutely aware that there was no bond between her and her biological son anymore. Previously he might have had so lingering resentnt, but now in his eyes, she was just a stranger.
Ma Zilan felt panic, regret, and so remorse. She chased after him for a few steps, shouting unwillingly, "Xingye, Xingye!"
But Jiang Xingye’s silhouette grew more distant, indifferent to her cries.
Xu Qinghuan wasn’t around for two days, yet the front and backyards were all planted with cabbages and radishes. The land was tilled by five together, except she was absent. Xu Qinghuan felt a bit embarrassed.
"I have so white flour, we can make dumplings tonight, I’ll treat you!" Xu Qinghuan said.
Yu Xiaomin gave her a sideways glance, "There’s a long road ahead, no need to be so calculative about it. Tomorrow is your engagent banquet, you can have a good al there, let’s save the white flour dumplings for now!"
"Yes, I heard the autumn harvest is exhausting. When we can’t hold on anymore, we’ll eat your white flour dumplings." Chen Dewen added.
"I agree!"
"I agree!"
"I agree too!"
Five against one, Xu Qinghuan conceded, "Alright, I’ll consider when to make them for you."
The team leader arrived, standing in the yard, and said to Xu Qinghuan, "The top had transferred Tang Jini to the community’s health clinic, assigning you to be the barefoot doctor in the production team. Usually, everyone participates in the autumn harvest, but if you don’t want to, you certainly don’t have to."
After all, she was the future wife of his nephew, so Jiang Baohua, regardless of being straightforward, didn’t force Xu Qinghuan to participate. Indeed, her presence or absence made little difference.
Xu Qinghuan didn’t possess a barefoot doctor’s certificate, but she had a physician’s license and employnt certificate given by the county hospital.
Her household registration was still with the production team, but if she wanted, she could transfer it to the county directly, though that would give Song Wanlin a chance to intervene.
Xu Qinghuan was unaware that Song Wanlin had just disembarked from the train heading from Yan City to Anguang.
As night fell, Song Wanlin found lodging at a nearby guesthouse, getting in touch with one of Lu Ranglian’s subordinates who’s stationed there, arranging for a car to take her to Shangjiang Team tomorrow.
Jiang Xingye took a walk around the hills, resetting all his traps, then returned under the cover of night, unexpectedly noticing a light on in the house.
Seeing the graceful figure under the light, a warmth surged in Jiang Xingye’s heart, prompting him to hasten his steps.
"Huanhuan!"
Xu Qinghuan was feeling a bit drowsy, but upon hearing the call, she awoke and ran towards him.
"Sweetheart, I’m dirty, let wash up first!" He lightly held Xu Qinghuan’s shoulder, his eyes filled with tenderness, a part of him felt a gap within collapsing in.
He was becoming greedy for this warmth, having a light at ho waiting for him, and under it was the person his heart yearned for, he wanted to preserve this warmth forever.
Xu Qinghuan sat back down at the table, but seeing him at the well, pouring a bucket of water over his head, his drenched clothes wrapped around his lean body, she jumped in surprise and quickly turned away while covering her nose.
This temptation, who could resist it!
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