Sorry for adding the chapter that was previously blocked!

Qian Xiudi's words were even more shocking: "So there was rape involved too?"

Qian Fen was also taken aback. She knew her own sister well; she was always proud and arrogant, and there was no way she would ever be interested in someone like Wang Jianguo.

She turned and slapped Wang Jianguo twice across the face, then ran away crying without saying a word. From now on, she would live with her son and pretend he didn't exist.

Wang Jianguo didn't react when he was hit, as if everything outside was irrelevant to him. At this moment, a little boy ran over, and the line stopped again.

He held a pair of large shorts and cried as he helped Wang Jianguo put them on.

Someone tried to stop them, but Zhou forced him to stop. He recognized the man as Wang Jianguo's son.

After dressing Wang Jianguo, the child knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times with a series of thuds. Everyone could tell how hard the child was trying from the sound of the thuds.

The child looked up and saw that his forehead was swollen. He glanced at Wang Jianguo and then ran away.

Those watching the spectacle felt uneasy. The child was so young, and although he was Wang Jianguo's son, everyone in the neighborhood knew that Wang Jianguo didn't like the child.

He usually wore patched pudding clothes and was so thin from hunger that everyone felt sorry for him.

The procession continued, growing ever larger. Some women would even come over and hit Wang Jianguo with brooms. By the time Wang Jianguo arrived at the police station, his face was bruised and swollen, and Qian Xiu wasn't in much better shape.

It was already past midnight, so everyone dispersed and went home to sleep.

Zhang Hongmei and the others didn't know about Wang Jianguo's accident, but Zhang Hongmei found out the next afternoon when Liu Erya came home from school.

The two sat together, and Liu Erya vividly described the gossip on the street, which was surprisingly similar to the truth.

Zhang Hongmei guessed that this must have been the old lady's doing; that old lady was no pushover.

"Hongmei, who do you think will be the new township head?"

"I really don't know. If I had to choose, I'd choose my third uncle."

“That’s right, I’ll choose my dad too.” In Liu Erya’s eyes, no one could be better than her dad.

The two girls sat in the courtyard laughing and joking for a while, and then Zhang Hongmei taught Liu Erya how to ride a bicycle.

Liu Erya was a clever and skillful girl who was quick to learn anything, including riding a bicycle. She could ride it crookedly after just two laps.

The children looked at Liu Erya with envy, while Little Stone stood to the side, puffing out his little chest with a proud expression.

Liu Daya walked over angrily. This bicycle should be hers. Why should these two brats ride it?

"Give me the bicycle, it's mine." Liu Daya grabbed the back seat, forcing Er Ya to stop.

Zhang Hongmei gave Liu Daya a cold look. "Is this yours? Are you out of your mind?"

Little Stone saw his older sister immediately turn around and run home to find his father.

"This belongs to Comrade Zhang, so it's mine."

"Heh. You're really shameless. Go back and take your medicine; delusions are an illness too."

I really can't be bothered with this kind of person. I don't know where she gets her confidence from.

Liu Daya clung to the back seat, refusing to let go, and there was nothing else she could do for the moment, but Zhang Hongmei was really fed up with her. Why this kind of awful person again?

"Er Ya, you brat, get down here right now, this is mine."

Liu Erya ignored her and didn't get off the bicycle, afraid that her sister might accidentally fall off.

Zhang Hongmei really didn't want to argue with anyone, but Liu Daya might not have understood what she was saying, so being too subtle wouldn't work.

“You’re the one who should let go. You’re acting crazy by going to a deserted place. (I was going to say go back to your house, but then I realized that wasn’t right.) This is my stuff, let go of it. I don’t want you to touch it.”

After Zhang Hongmei finished speaking, she felt there was something ambiguous about it, but since she couldn't understand it anyway, she decided to leave it at that.

"You brat, this is mine, how dare you try to take it from me?" Liu Daya's eyes were red.

Zhang Hongmei felt that she had a mental problem, but was there any treatment for this kind of illness?

Just as they were at an impasse, Li Cuihua and Liu Maocai arrived.

Liu Maocai grabbed Liu Daya's hand and said, "Hongmei, don't take it to heart." He then pried her hands off the car seat and pulled her home.

Li Cuihua's eyes were filled with tears. "Hongmei, your eldest sister is possessed. Don't pay attention to her. I don't know what's wrong with this child either."

A mother's thoughtfulness prevails. Zhang Hongmei led her into the yard, and Er Ya followed, pushing her bicycle.

“Auntie, please sit down. I noticed something was wrong with my eldest sister just now; her eyes were red. I think I read in a book that it could be a mental illness.”

Do you know how to treat it?

"It's not mentioned in the book, and I don't know either. Why don't you take her to a big hospital in the city to get her checked out?"

"I'll go back and tell your third uncle right away." Li Cuihua left in a hurry.

"Does Hongmei really have this disease?"

"Hmm, it's probably called paranoia or something, I don't remember exactly."

How did my sister get this disease?

"She's petty and narrow-minded. If she doesn't get some relief, she'll gradually become like this. People need to be more open-minded and not get stuck on things. By the way, Sister Er Ya, go back and ask if your family has enough money for the hospital. If not, I have some here."

"Okay, I'll ask my dad when I get back." Er Ya lost interest in playing and hurriedly went home.

Zhang Hongmei picked up the carrying pole and decided to fill the water vat, since it was cool outside anyway.

Although the water level in the ancient well has dropped, it is still easy to draw water.

It took three trips to fill the water tank.

Only then did he lock the door and enter the space. It's time to harvest the corn again. He changed his clothes and got to work; he should prepare first, no matter what.

I wonder when the chickens will start laying eggs again. I don't have many eggs left in my inventory. Should I go to the market to check? But chickens probably won't lay eggs in this heat, right? It would be great if I could raise a few geese.

I worked while my mind wandered, resting when I was tired and eating when I was hungry. I worked all night.

The next day, I did the same thing again. What a good life! A little physical labor is better than mental labor.

The temperature is getting a bit cool in the mornings and evenings, so I guess it'll be time to harvest the sweet potatoes on the mountain in the next few days. These sweet potato vines are good fodder for cattle and sheep, and since I don't need them myself, I'll give them all to the brigade's old oxen.

If I could, I'd like to raise a cow myself. But that's just a thought, since communism and communal dining halls are coming soon.

The radishes have sprouted new radishes, and I water them regularly. The bok choy is also growing well; I even had a meal of bok choy dumplings. Looking at my harvest, I'm truly happy from the bottom of my heart.

These were grown by myself, and they taste delicious.

Rabbits had been found in the traps in the radish field before, but Zhang Hongmei didn't take them and gave them to Li Cuihua instead, guessing that Li Cuihua had definitely pickled them, otherwise she would have stewed them for herself.

I was lucky today; I found two injured rabbits. They weren't seriously injured, but I don't know if I can raise them.