70s: The Feeble Intellectual Being Pampered in the Countryside

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Whether it's the original owner or the female lead, it's the same person!

Wen Qinghe, who held a fortune i...

Chapter 37 Cowshed

Today she is wearing a white sweater bought by Yan Xiao, a retro cable knit style, which is her favorite piece among the clothes Yan Xiao bought.

But now there's a black five-finger mark on the hem.

Wen Qinghe frowned immediately. This was the first time she had worn this sweater today, and anyone would be in a bad mood if their new clothes got dirty right after putting them on.

But since he was just a child, Wen Qinghe didn't get angry at the little boy.

He simply asked the little boy what he wanted in a lukewarm way, but the little rascal responded imperiously and rudely.

"Give me the sponge cake, and I want your bag of snacks too!"

Wen Qinghe was completely bewildered: What?

She was almost laughing in anger. His self-righteous tone made it seem as if she had stolen something from him.

If the child hadn't spoken in that tone, she might have been willing to share some snacks and sponge cake with him.

But considering how he wiped the black handprints off her clothes earlier, and now his attitude towards her is like this.

She turned her head away and ignored him, and the boy opened his mouth and started howling.

The sound pierced her eardrums, making Wen Qinghe frown and her brows furrow with annoyance.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman walked in upon hearing the noise. The instant she saw Wen Qinghe, a hint of amazement and intense jealousy flashed in her eyes.

When the little boy saw his mother arrive, he started complaining, "Waaaaah! Mom! She won't give me any chicken cake!"

The middle-aged woman immediately gave Wen Qinghe a cold shoulder:

"It's just a little sponge cake! How much can a kid eat? I asked you for some and you wouldn't give it to me! You look like a vixen, and you're so stingy!"

Wen Qinghe's eyes instantly turned cold.

"Excuse me, ma'am! I really can't give it to you!"

Seeing Wen Qinghe's attitude, the woman became enraged and raised her hand to slap her face.

But a tall man rushed in just in time, grabbed her wrist, and threw her away.

"I dare you!"

Yan Xiao immediately stepped in front of Wen Qinghe as soon as he entered. That woman looked like she often did farm work; she had such a strong grip.

If he hadn't heard the noise and rushed over, Qingqing's skin was delicate; what would have happened if she had hit her?

Yan Xiao's face was sinister and terrifying. His precious darling was almost... almost bullied.

He first checked Wen Qinghe's clothes and found a black handprint on the hem of her clothes.

His face immediately darkened. "What happened? Are you injured here?"

With someone protecting her, Wen Qinghe complained sweetly, "I'm not hurt, but that child tried to steal my food and got my clothes dirty..."

Upon hearing this, Yan Xiao turned to look at the woman, his eyes filled with icy coldness, his expression ferocious:

"Attempted theft plus damage to other people's property. My fiancée's sweater cost me 65 yuan. Do you choose to pay for it or wait until we get to the next stop and I'll take you to the police station?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman exclaimed in disbelief: "My little one didn't take anything from you, how could he steal it? And what kind of expensive clothes cost sixty-five yuan!"

Besides, it was just a kid who bumped into it; a wash will fix it!

Her husband works at a steel factory, earning only thirty yuan a month. Their family's monthly expenses are at most ten yuan, yet this person is asking for half a year's worth of expenses. It's outrageous; he's treating her like a sucker…

Yan Xiao took out a sales slip from the supply and marketing cooperative from his pocket, his eyes cold.

"This is the receipt for the clothes. Since you're unwilling to pay compensation, I'll go find the train conductor now and hand you over to him for his disposal."

He then prepared to leave with Wen Qinghe, but the woman stopped him.

"Hey, wait! Don't go! I'll pay for it!"

Her husband's factory is currently in the midst of a promotion drive. If the factory workers find out they've been to the police station, forget about the promotion; he might even lose his job…

After she painfully pulled out the money and handed it to the man,

The man's words made her heart skip a beat.

"I, Yan Xiao, never hit women, but that doesn't mean there won't be a precedent! You'd better behave yourself for the rest of the trip and don't show up in front of us again."

If I find out what kind of evil deeds you're up to, don't you want to know the consequences!

The woman looked terrified; she had been so focused on the money that she had almost forgotten what the man looked like. Seeing him glaring at her with a menacing expression, she quickly took her child and left.

After the others left, only the two of them remained in the small cubicle, and Wen Qinghe felt very safe.

Upon seeing the unrelated people leave, Yan Xiao immediately pulled the little girl into his arms, his voice soft and gentle, a stark contrast to the man who had just been speaking harshly.

"Sweetie, it's my fault. I shouldn't have left you here alone..."

"It's not Brother Yan's fault. Besides, Brother Yan showed up just in time."

"It's just that the clothes you bought me are dirty..."

After saying that, Wen Qinghe lowered her head and frowned as she looked at the fingerprints on the hem of her clothes.

"I'll buy it for Qingqing after we get back this time! Don't worry, Qingqing, I won't let this happen again..."

As he spoke, the man took out his suitcase, opened it, and took out a clean, light yellow sweater.

"Sweetie, change into this first. I'll definitely wash it clean when we get back. Okay?"

"good."

Hearing Wen Qinghe's reply, he went out to close the door and waited outside for the girl to change her clothes.

To avoid a repeat of the previous incident, Yan Xiao took the little girl with him wherever he went.

He would take the little girl to eat in the dining car, and when she went to the toilet, he would wait outside the stall door.

They were practically inseparable.

While the little girl was sleeping on the lower bunk, he sat beside her, pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed.

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