Chapter 7 A Village Girl in the 1970s

Yao Sheng agreed: "Okay, then your second uncle and I will go and take a look first."

If we find there are other people, we can call for help then.

Yao Yunzhen quickly said, "I'll go too, Dad. I know where he is. I'll take you there."

That kick of hers was quite heavy. She didn't chase after him when she ran, so he must still be standing there.

Yao Sheng initially wanted to object, but looking at his daughter's slightly excited expression, he thought about it and agreed.

"Alright, lead the way, but you'd better stay far away. Second brother, keep an eye on Zhenzhen too."

In Yao Sheng's heart, Yao Yunzhen was the most important person, and her safety was the top priority.

"Brother, don't worry."

Yao Hai also had his eye on Yao Yunzhen.

Putting aside any utilitarian motives, no one could dislike such a beautiful, lively, and cheerful girl.

Although his son was the most important person in his heart.

Yao Yunzhen led the two to the path where she had taken a walk earlier.

Sure enough, from a distance, they could see Li Yunqi clutching that spot, walking with difficulty.

Yao Yunzhen pointed at him and said, "Dad, he's the one who bullied me."

Seeing that the other party was indeed only one person, and a weak and pale-faced young man, Yao Sheng did not hesitate at all. He rushed up, kicked the man to the ground, and then pressed him down and beat him.

Every punch lands squarely.

Seeing this, Yao Hai also eagerly joined in, punching and kicking.

Both men were seasoned farm workers with plenty of strength, far surpassing the often lazy and thin Li Yunqi.

He was pinned to the ground, completely powerless to resist, and couldn't even see who was hitting him; he could only shout for help.

"Ah—help! Someone's hitting me—"

Unfortunately, the place was too remote, and it was during working hours, so no one came no matter how much he shouted.

Yao Yunzhen listened with great pleasure.

Hmph, he still dares to covet her and spouts trash to pollute her ears. Let's see if he dares to do it again.

Yao Yunzhen, unafraid of incurring hatred, cheered from the sidelines:

"Yes, Dad, Second Uncle, hit him hard and teach him a lesson."

"Yao Yunzhen? It's you? It's you, isn't it?"

Upon hearing Yao Yunzhen's voice, Li Yunqi became excited. He struggled with all his might, but was held down tightly and could only move his hands and feet weakly.

To dare call his daughter's name in such an attitude right in front of him, it seems the beating wasn't severe enough.

Yao Sheng was not good with words, but he had some knowledge of martial arts, and he swung his fists even harder.

How could Li Yunqi, with his delicate skin and tender flesh, resist? He immediately began to beg for mercy:

"It hurts! Stop hitting me! I was wrong! Please stop hitting me... I apologize! I'll never do it again! Yao Yunzhen, no, Comrade Yao, I'm sorry, I was wrong! Please stop hitting me..."

But he couldn't kill him. Seeing that the situation was about right, Yao Hai punched him hard again before stopping and picking up Li Yunqi, who was like a lump of mud.

"Tell me, will you dare to bully my daughter again and say those awful things to her?"

"I... I didn't do anything. I just talked to her, but she was unreasonable and even kicked me there."

Li Yunqi felt wronged; he genuinely didn't think he had done anything wrong.

Although he wanted to teach that woman a lesson, he failed to hit her and even got kicked. If anyone was being bullied, it was him who was bullied.

The Yao family is being incredibly unreasonable.

Thinking of this, anger and resentment flashed in Li Yunqi's eyes.

"Smack—"

Yao Sheng had no temper when it came to anyone who bullied his daughter; he would raise his hand and slap them across the face.

The blow sent the person's face twisting to the side, making their already bruised and swollen face even more swollen.

"You dare glare at me? Do you think my daughter would talk nonsense? You bastard, you dare talk back? I'll beat you to death."

Yao Sheng raised his hand and slapped him several more times.

Li Yunqi was beaten until tears streamed down his face, but he dared not reveal his scheme, fearing he would be beaten even more severely. He only deflected the blame by saying:

“I didn’t do anything, I really didn’t do anything. It was your daughter who said she liked me, so I came to find her. I didn’t bully her.”

Yao Yunzhen couldn't stand these words: "What nonsense are you talking about? When did I ever say I liked you? Someone like you is not someone I would be interested in."

As she spoke, she looked Li Yunqi up and down, her eyes filled with disdain.

It has to be said that Yao Yunzhen knows how to infuriate people; that look really hit Li Yunqi's fragile and sensitive pride.

But he didn't dare to get angry, and could only say with aggrieved frustration, "I'm not lying. You were the one who wrote to me first. You said you liked me and wanted to be with me, so I contacted you."

Yao Sheng frowned, his expression turning serious: "What letter?"

Yao Yunzhen quickly retorted, "I never wrote you a letter, don't try to frame me."

At this moment, Li Yunqi knew perfectly well that this woman truly disliked him, and that the letter couldn't possibly have been written by her.

He was outmaneuvered.

Li Yunqi panicked immediately. The little bit of confidence he had kept in his heart vanished at this moment.

"Really, I really received a letter that said you like me and asked me to meet you at the warehouse tonight."

He hurriedly recited the contents of the letter to prove that what he said was true.

He often took leave to slack off and didn't go to work, and today was no exception. Then, while wandering around the village aimlessly, he saw Yao Yunzhen.

Now that he had seen her, he thought he should make things clear to her in advance, so that she wouldn't have to come out again at night.

It was late at night, he couldn't see the road clearly, and there were so many mosquitoes. All he wanted to do was lie comfortably in bed.

Yao Sheng pressed further, "Where's the letter?"

"Yes, where's the letter?"

Yao Hai also said, "Yes, quickly take out the letter."

Regardless of whether the letter was written by my niece or not, I must get my hands on it.

His niece is going to marry into the capital, how can she be with a sent-down youth who is even worse off than those in the village?

Even if there's no connection, it doesn't sound good if word gets out.

"I didn't bring it; it's in the box on my bed."

Yao Sheng loosened his grip and released the person.

"Take us back to get it."

Li Yunqi quickly led the group, limping, towards the educated youth settlement.

He was in excruciating pain all over his body, but he dared not resist, or even slow down.

After arriving at the educated youth settlement, he went inside and took out the letters he had put away.

Yao Yunzhen took the letter and opened it immediately.

She glanced at it from head to toe and said firmly, "I didn't write this letter."

Although her academic performance wasn't great, her handwriting was quite good.

The handwriting on this letter was not only ugly, but it also contained many typos.

Yao Sheng also confirmed, "Yes, it wasn't written by Zhenzhen."

He could recognize his daughter's handwriting.

Yao Yunzhen carefully read the contents, which were written from her perspective, describing how deeply she loved Li Yunqi.

Yao Yunzhen felt nauseous as she read on, but she suppressed the urge and continued reading.

The entire letter was disgusting nonsense, with only a promise at the end to meet at the village warehouse at eight o'clock that evening.

That warehouse was used by the village to store grain and farm tools, and it was usually locked. But there was another small, semi-abandoned warehouse next to it, which was unlocked.

Buying a lock costs money and requires an industrial permit. This warehouse is so dilapidated and doesn't store much, it's not worth using a lock.