These people are absolutely despicable.

The things they said, her son can't clear his name even if he falls into the river or jumps into the Yellow River.

Most of the people gossiping were from the east side of the village, and they had never gotten along with the people from the west side, so they said the most nasty things possible.

A few locals did say a few words in their defense.

But he was quickly rebuffed.

The middle-aged man and woman supporting Mao Cuicui were also from Heishui Village. Perhaps they were related to Mao Cuicui's family. They looked at Lao Si and Qin Xiang'e with dissatisfaction, "You from Zhaojiawa, that girl did save your college student. You can't just let this go like this, can you?"

The fourth brother was about to get angry again when Qin Xiang'e, who was beside him, grabbed him and pulled him back.

Qin Xiang'e knew the fourth brother's temper; what he hated most was being wronged. Fearing that the fourth brother's impulsiveness would escalate the situation further, she gritted her teeth, suppressed the tears welling up in her eyes, and asked, "What exactly do you want?"

Mao Cuicui gave the woman beside her a wink, and the woman immediately cleared her throat and said, "We don't want to make things difficult for you either. Cuicui is a young woman, and she got wet while saving your fourth brother and even had intimate contact with him. It would be really unreasonable for them not to get married."

marry?

A collective sigh rippled through the crowd. A promising college student paired with a girl who could work in a cornfield with anyone?

Qin Xiang'e's eyes suddenly reddened.

"Auntie, you can't say that. Our fourth son is still a student..."

"What student? Hasn't he already graduated? He's long past the age for marriage, isn't he? Our Cui Cui is a good girl, and besides, she was defiled by your fourth son. Wouldn't it be perfect for them to get married?"

"clean?"

The fourth brother, unable to bear it any longer, suddenly let out a gloomy, cold laugh.

He abandoned his previous excitement, his sinister gaze fixed on Mao Cuicui, and he spoke slowly and deliberately, as if squeezing out each word from between his teeth: "Fine, this is truly the first time I've ever used 'pure' to describe a woman who is promiscuous. Even if I drown today, I'd rather die than let her tarnish my life!"

After saying that, he broke free from Qin Xiang'e's hand and rushed into the river—

Thump!