"Zhengzi, only big bosses can afford this kind of motorcycle, right?"

"How magnificent!"

"Taking his wife back to her parents' home on a motorcycle, he's truly the first in our Heishui Village to do so!"

In the yard, there was a brand-new motorcycle, bright red with several English letters printed on it. Several villagers gathered around the motorcycle, their eyes filled with envy.

This is a very rare item.

Let alone the entire township, you probably couldn't find more than a few in an entire county; it's something only the extremely wealthy can afford.

A pockmarked man said sourly, "It's just a motorcycle. What's the big deal?"

"You make it sound so easy, why don't you buy one yourself?"

"I..." The pockmarked man, annoyed and embarrassed by the retort, turned to Qin Zheng and asked in a rude tone, "Qin Zheng, where did you get this car? Did you steal it?"

Ye Yun's heart skipped a beat.

She was also puzzled as to where the motorcycle came from, and quickly went outside.

"Oh, Ye Yun is out!"

The men, young and old, gathered around the motorcycle fell silent when they saw Ye Yun come out.

They were afraid of Ye Yun.

Other women fight by grabbing hair and tearing clothes, but she goes straight for a knife!

The thought of Ye Yun holding a knife to Sun Fengmei's neck yesterday sent chills down the spines of the men, young and old.

This woman looked gentle and weak on the surface, but I didn't expect her to be so ruthless. Her marriage to Qin Zheng really proves the saying: "Birds of a feather flock together!"

"Qin Zheng, where did this car come from?"

Ye Yun first greeted everyone with a smile, then looked at Qin Zheng with clear eyes.

The pockmarked man, with an air of schadenfreude, deliberately provoked, "Hey Qin Zheng, where did you get this car? You didn't steal it, did you?"

Qin Zheng: "..."

Ye Yun glanced coldly at the pockmarked face, her smile not reaching her eyes: "Young man, you'd better have some evidence to back up your claims, or I might tear your mouth apart?"

For a moment, the air was silent.

His pockmarked face gradually froze, and a hint of fear crept into his eyes as he looked at Ye Yun.

"What robbery? You don't know anything!"

Someone, enraged, kicked the pockmarked man hard.

Outsiders only know Qin Zheng as a bully, but the people in the west of their village know his true character perfectly well.

When the village was distributing land, several teams from the east ganged up on the west team and tried to take their land. It was Qin Zheng who led the charge and drove them away; otherwise, the west team wouldn't have had a single piece of land to cultivate!

These days, not having land to farm means not having food to eat. They will remember this kindness forever!

"Wife, it's borrowed."

Perhaps it was Ye Yun's words of protection that warmed Qin Zheng's heart, because Qin Zheng clarified in a deep voice.

Borrowed?

Ye Yun glanced at the brand-new motorcycle again, giving it a confirming look.

Qin Zheng nodded, "Borrowed."

He repeated it twice, meeting Ye Yun's scrutiny with an open and honest expression.

Before, he would have thought Ye Yun was going to misunderstand him again, but ever since Ye Yun opened up to him yesterday, he no longer thought that way.

He believes Ye Yun.

Believe what she says, she doesn't look at him with the same disdain as outsiders.

"Um."

Ye Yun smiled with relief.

Qin Zheng has the ability to borrow a car; he wasn't just wasting his time during those two years of hard work.

She turned to look at the pockmarked face, her tone turning icy: "Did you hear that? This car was borrowed by my man. If I ever hear you say anything that slanders my man again, I'll chop you up! You're not welcome in our house, get out!"

The pockmarked man gritted his teeth in anger, turned and left with a gloomy face.

The others started to jeer.

Qin Xiang'e's eyes were slightly moist, and she said with a smile, "His wife, you are so good."

Ye Yun was slightly taken aback.

Qin Xiang'e said, "After all these years, you are the first person who knows to protect Zhengzi."

Ye Yun: "..."

Oh, I see.

"Zhengzi, you guys go ahead with your work, we'll be leaving now."

After watching the spectacle, the villagers left one by one.

Among the departing crowd, a pair of eyes lingered on Qin Zheng, only disappearing completely when someone forcibly pulled her away.

But Ye Yun still sensed it keenly.

She gazed intently at the departing crowd, searching among the different figures, wondering why anyone would look at Qin Zheng with such a lingering gaze.

Who could it be...?