Perhaps because they were far away, the old village chief's affairs were forgotten by people after they were talked about for a while. After all, gossip cannot replace life, and how can busy people have time to relax?

Late one night after the Mid-Autumn Festival, Du Yingying, who had been living in the town for a long time, came back with a tall man in a military green suit.

The two walked into the village under the moonlight, one in front of the other. Du Yingying looked back at her brother from time to time, and only stopped when they reached the educated youth station. "Brother, are you really coming back? I have a house in town."

"No need. What our father did wasn't done by us two. Why shouldn't we be ashamed?" Du Jiaming said disapprovingly. "A person with a clear conscience has nothing to fear. It wasn't me who did it, so why shouldn't I dare go home?"

"But…"

"Alright, don't say buts. I'll stay at your house for one night. You can go live in town. Didn't Xu Zhizhou get transferred there? Don't come back in the future. People in the village will always gossip about you." Du Jiaming waved his hand to stop Du Yingying's preaching. "Besides, leaves return to their roots. Although we have severed ties, I will definitely collect his body. As the eldest son, I will take care of this matter. You just live your own life."

"Brother~"

Du Yingying opened her mouth again and still didn't make any plans, "I'll make my own arrangements. You, just be well, otherwise mom won't be worried."

Seeing that Du Jiaming had arranged everything, Du Yingying, who was speechless, could only nod and say, "Okay then, just keep it in mind. But if there is anything, you must tell me, don't hold it in."

"Don't worry, your brother knows what's going on," Du Jiaming nodded and walked forward to knock on the door of the educated youth site.

"Who is it?" Guan Chuan, who had been woken up, rubbed his eyes sleepily and walked out. As the door opened, he looked at the two people standing outside, one tall and one short, and was a little dumbfounded. "Sister Yingying, who is this?"

"My brother, Du Jiaming, will live here from now on," Du Yingying introduced him briefly and then led Du Jiaming into the yard.

Perhaps because it was the first time they met, Du Jiaming didn't say much. He just nodded at Guan Chuan and stepped in from his side, following Du Yingying's lead into the house.

"Bang~" Looking at the kerosene lamp that lit up as the door was closed, the light shone on the window and revealed two figures. Guan Chuan yawned tiredly, closed the door and walked slowly into the room.

When he woke up the next day, Guan Chuan thought he had dreamed last night. It was not until he went out to wash and saw Du Jiaming in the yard that he realized that it was not a dream last night.

Looking at Du Jiaming's smiling face, as the saying goes, one should not hit a smiling person. Although he hated what the old village chief had done, Guan Chuan still knew that he should not vent his anger on an innocent person, not to mention that this person was also a victim in a sense.

"Hello, Brother Du, my name is Guan Chuan, and I'm the team leader at the educated youth camp. If you have anything to say, just tell me later."

"Du Jiaming, a driver in the town's transport team." Du Jiaming's introduction was concise and to the point, but his voice was extremely gentle, which made Guan Chuan feel a little favorable towards him.

"Well, Brother Du, you should wash up first, so as not to delay your work." Guan Chuan walked to the well and started washing up. Then, as people got up one after another, everyone knew about Du Jiaming's arrival.

When Guan Chuan finished his meal and went to work, he remembered Du Yingying and couldn't help asking, "Brother Du, where is Sister Yingying?"

"Yingying, we sent her back early this morning."

Guan Chuan understood what he said and said, "Okay, I'll go to work first."

After Guan Chuan left, the rest of the people said hello to Du Jiaming and went about their own business. Looking at the vacant educated youth site, Du Jiaming shrugged his shoulders, went back to the house, picked up a box of snacks and went to the next door.

Du Siming was very accepting of Du Jiaming's sudden visit. He didn't seem to be at odds with the old village chief at all. Instead, he was very friendly. "You are Du Jiaming, right? I've heard of your name for a long time. Now I finally meet you in person. When did you come back? Have you arranged your work? If you need any help, please don't hesitate. We are all from the same village."

"Thank you, village chief. I have found a job as a driver in the town's transport team. I came here today to ask if the house in Wuchuan is for sale?" Du Jiaming did not beat around the bush and stated his purpose directly.

Seeing this, Du Siming paused in pouring water, then continued to slowly pour water into the cup and said, "You want to buy the house in Wuchuan?"

"Yes, I just found out when I came back this time that our house has been sold, and the house in town has been repossessed by the noodle factory, so I want to buy a residential plot. This is my home after all, and I still want to be in the village," Du Jiaming said with some surprise. "Houses in town are expensive, and the dormitories at my workplace are tight. Living at my sister's house isn't suitable either."

"That's true," Du Siming understood. "But I'm afraid Dachuan and his family won't be willing to take Wuchuan's house. After all, you know that..."

"I know, but there are not many empty houses in the village. If we build a new one, I'm afraid we won't have enough time. After all, the house over there at the educated youth site is my brother-in-law's, so it's not suitable either."

Du Jiaming's reason was very legitimate, and Du Siming couldn't find any fault with it. "Okay, I'll ask for you, but you have to be mentally prepared. If it doesn't work out, I'll grant you a piece of residential land."

"Okay, then I'll trouble you, Village Chief." Seeing that the matter was settled, Du Siming hadn't waited long enough, so he immediately stood up and said goodbye, "I won't bother you anymore, Village Chief. I have to report to the town later."

"Okay, I'll see you off," Du Siming walked Du Jiaming to the door and watched him walk away before going into the house.

Looking at the new snacks on the coffee table, he shook his head and smiled, then picked them up and sent them next door.

"Uncle Huo, Auntie, I've brought you a box of snacks." Du Siming then told the story of Du Jiaming. After listening, the old couple of the Huo family looked at each other in surprise.

Old Man Huo: "Doesn't he know that the Wuchuan incident just happened? Now he wants to buy someone else's house. What will the people in the village think?"

Mrs. Huo: "Exactly. The rumors have just died down. What is he doing now?"

"He probably doesn't have any bad intentions. He probably just wants to get a house to live in." Recalling Du Jiaming's bright eyes, Du Siming thought he had some judgment. "That man has no bad intentions. He probably wants to make peace with Dachuan and the others. After all, the person who did the wrong thing has paid the price. What's more, the Dachuan brothers have not been bullied by the old village chief's family in recent years. As for Wuchuan, she can be said to be Du Jiaming's half sister."

"I don't really care, but this doesn't look good," Old Man Huo shook his head. "He just had an accident and now he's buying a house. It's hard not to think the wrong way."

"What can I do? I can't just give my house back to them," Du Siming said, also feeling overwhelmed. "Let me ask first and see what the Dachuan brothers have to say."

"You ask first, I think it's uncertain," Old Man Huo felt that the matter was very uncertain.