Chapter 80 The Truth

Bian Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, then quickly shook her head: "Mom, are you imagining things? She looks so rustic, how could she look familiar?"

Bian's mother thought about it and agreed, but she still felt depressed, probably because of her son's situation and hadn't recovered yet.

Zhou Xiaochuan first went to see Sun Xiaoyue and gave her a lot of things.

Upon seeing Zhou Xiaochuan, Sun Xiaoyue's eyes instantly reddened: "Brother Xiaochuan, thank you for coming to see me. I'm doing fine here."

Seeing Sun Xiaoyue's aggrieved look, Zhou Xiaochuan felt that she was definitely lying: "Don't be sad. My brother is here too. Have you gone to see my brother? Or is Jiang Zhizhi with my brother and she won't let him take care of you?"

Sun Xiaoyue shook her head: "I didn't go to see Brother Zhou. I'm really fine. I was just a little excited to see you come to see me."

The more she said she was fine, the more Zhou Xiaochuan felt something was wrong.

It must be Jiang Zhizhi who's causing trouble: "I'm going to find my brother right now."

Sun Xiaoyue pretended to stop him, but as she watched Zhou Xiaochuan leave, she was anxious. If this idiot came, Zhou Xiye would immediately find out that Technician Jiang was Jiang Zhizhi.

Ever since Jiang Zhizhi came up with the idea of ​​bringing water up the mountain, the villagers have treated her very well and valued her highly.

You can't even smear them!

...

Zhou Xiaochuan stormed up the mountain, where Zhou Xiye had just come out of a meeting.

Upon seeing Zhou Xiaochuan, his expression turned serious: "What are you doing here?"

Zhou Xiaochuan also felt wronged. He had traveled such a long distance by train and was exhausted. His own brother didn't even offer a word of concern when he saw him. Instead, he complained, "I just wanted to come see you. Mom hasn't been feeling well lately, so she wouldn't let you know."

Zhou Xiye looked at Zhou Xiaochuan, who looked pale and sickly, and asked, "What's wrong with Mom?"

Zhou Xiaochuan sighed: "I've been complaining of chest pain lately, maybe it's because I got angry at home? They want me to go to work at the neighborhood committee, but I don't want to. They want me to get married, but I'm still so young, getting married already."

Zhou Xiye finally understood: "So, you just got a family visit pass to come find me? If you have nothing else to do, hurry back home."

Zhou Xiaochuan said aggrievedly, "I finally made it all this way, and I haven't even had a sip of water yet, and you're already telling me to go back."

Zhou Xiye glanced at him, said nothing more, and led Zhou Xiaochuan to his tent.

Zhou Xiaochuan went in, looked around, and finally sat down in the chair in front of the three-drawer table: "Brother, your environment is really bad."

As he spoke, he noticed water in an enamel mug on the table, picked it up, and was about to drink from it.

Before it could even be brought to her lips, Zhou Xiye reached out and stopped her, taking it away: "How can you be so unhygienic? Use your own cup."

Zhou Xiaochuan paused for a moment, then took his enamel mug from his military satchel, muttering, "We're brothers, what's wrong with me using your mug?"

Although he was unwilling, he still picked up the thermos on the table and poured himself some water.

Zhou Xiye placed his teacup a little further away from Zhou Xiaochuan: "Rest here for two days, then hurry back."

Zhou Xiaochuan gave a perfunctory reply: "Brother, you left Jiang Zhizhi in the family compound? You absolutely can't give her a good look. She's living a good life with you, and she doesn't care about Uncle Jiang and the others."

“I heard that she has never written to Uncle Jiang and the others.”

Zhou Xiye frowned as he looked at his younger brother, who had some mental issues: "Xiao Chuan, how old are you this year?"

Zhou Xiaochuan was taken aback: "Ah, I'll be twenty-two in two months, what's wrong?"

Zhou Xiye's voice was slightly cold: "You're twenty-two, yet you don't even have the most basic judgment. You just listen to what others say. Do you like that Sun Xiaoyue?"

Zhou Xiaochuan's face flushed instantly, and he waved his hands, "No, no, I don't like her. I just feel sorry for her background."

“She suffered in the countryside since she was a child. Isn’t that pitiful? Jiang Zhizhi, on the other hand, enjoyed so many years of good life for nothing.”

Zhou Xiye looked at the incomprehensible Zhou Xiaochuan: "Was the switch your idea?"

Zhou Xiaochuan was a little puzzled: "That's definitely not the case. She was a baby back then."

After realizing the meaning behind Zhou Xiye's question, she said somewhat indignantly, "Even if it wasn't her intention, she still enjoyed it."

Zhou Xiye was too lazy to talk to his stupid younger brother any longer: "I don't care who you pity, or whether you like Sun Xiaoyue or not, you are not allowed to cause trouble for Jiang Zhizhi. She is your sister-in-law. Remember that."

"Sister-in-law... Sister-in-law..."

Zhou Xiaochuan stared at Zhou Xiye with wide eyes incredulously: "Brother, you want me to call her sister-in-law?"

"Brother! Do you know how wicked she is? She's taken advantage of her good looks to date a lot of men."

Zhou Xiye reached out and tapped Zhou Xiaochuan on the head: "Did you see it with your own eyes? If you keep talking nonsense, get out of here right now."

He nudged Zhou Xiaochuan to his feet, sat down, took out his meeting minutes to prepare to write a report, and ignored the foolish Zhou Xiaochuan.

Zhou Xiaochuan was forced to stand up and watch his older brother writing furiously with a pen, ignoring him.

He racked his brains trying to recall, but he had personally witnessed Jiang Zhizhi pushing Sun Xiaoyue to the ground several times. He had also seen Jiang Zhizhi telling the others in the courtyard not to have any contact with Sun Xiaoyue.

He saw all of this!

Jiang Zhizhi must have used some method to bewitch her older brother.

The more she thought about it, the more unwilling she became: "Brother, I think Sister Xiaoxiao is great too. Didn't you like her back then?"

Zhou Xiye put down his pen, turned to look at Zhou Xiaochuan, and said, "Who told you I like her? Why do you have this misconception?"

He never cared about these misunderstandings before, especially after Bian Xiaoxiao got married, he thought these rumors would disappear on their own.

But recently, it's resurfaced, and the rumors are quite exaggerated.

My mother said it, my father said it, and they didn't believe him no matter how he explained.

Zhou Xiaochuan asked in surprise, "Brother, you've never liked Sister Xiaoxiao?"

Zhou Xiye shook his head: "No, she's just Bian Zhan's sister."

Zhou Xiaochuan still didn't believe it: "If you don't like it, then why do you wear the scarf that Sister Xiaoxiao gave you? And why have you worn it for so many years?"

Zhou Xiye was taken aback: "That navy blue wool scarf?"

Zhou Xiaochuan nodded: "Yes, wasn't that a gift from Sister Xiaoxiao?"

Zhou Xiye paused for a moment, then said, "No, it was given to me by Bian Zhan."

Because of the camaraderie among brothers, he valued this scarf very much.

Zhou Xiaochuan still didn't believe it: "Brother, don't you know that scarf was knitted by Sister Xiaoxiao? Also, did you write a love letter to Sister Xiaoxiao? Aunt Bian even showed it to Mom?"

"love letter?"

Zhou Xiye was even more puzzled. How could he possibly have written this: "No."

Zhou Xiaochuan was puzzled: "But that handwriting is yours."

Zhou Xiye gripped the pen tightly. Bian Zhan was best at imitating handwriting. They had grown up together and were very familiar with each other's handwriting.

When Bian Zhan gave him the scarf, he casually said that he had two and he would give him one.

So, all the misunderstandings were actually caused by Bian Zhan helping out from the sidelines?

Zhou Xiye's face darkened. He never imagined that his most trusted comrade-in-arms would do such things behind his back!

Zhou Xiaochuan also realized: "Could it be Brother Bian Zhan?"