Chapter 11: A Perfect Touch on the Scar
The next day, Xia Yuhuan got up early, ran around the courtyard three times, and then practiced Tai Chi in the courtyard.
Although the original owner's body had not undergone any special training, she had grown up in the countryside.
Although her grandfather doted on her, he didn't spoil the original owner into a useless person who couldn't carry anything.
Grandpa usually let her do all the farm work and garden chores.
He would take her with him when he went up the mountain to collect herbs, and he never spoiled her.
Therefore, the original owner's physical condition was quite good.
Therefore, Xia Yuhuan couldn't understand why the original owner of this body would be so angry that she died after just recognizing her biological father.
With a grandfather who treated her so well, making up for the lack of family affection, what else could the original owner be dissatisfied with?
If her biological father treats her badly, she can go back to live with her grandfather. It's not like she can't survive without her biological father.
"Tsk, Xia Yuhuan, your taste is really quite unique. You actually like things from old men and women. What a weirdo." Xia Zhuyu got up and saw Xia Yuhuan practicing Tai Chi. She couldn't help but laugh and mock her.
Xia Yuhuan wasn't going to back down and immediately retorted, "You're such a useless piece of trash who relies on your family for everything. The only thing you can move is your mouth. You can't move anything else."
Xia Zhuyu was stunned for a moment before realizing that Xia Yuhuan was saying she was brainless, and she immediately became furious.
"Xia Yuhuan, you bitch, just you wait, I'm coming down right now, I'm going to tear you apart!"
Xia Zhuyu stormed downstairs in a huff.
Before she could even reach Xia Yuhuan, someone was calling at the gate.
"Hello, does Xia Yuhuan live here?"
Xia Zhuyu looked up and saw a middle-aged man in military uniform.
She recognized the man; his name was Zhao Desheng. He was from the same military region as her father and they were currently competing for the same promotion.
What did Zhao Desheng want with Xia Yuhuan?
Xia Yuhuan, that bitch, wouldn't she collude with Dad's rival to harm him?
No, that's unlikely. If Xia Yuhuan really wanted to collude with others to do bad things, there would be no need for her to bring people to her home.
Wouldn't that expose us immediately?
Before Xia Zhuyu could figure it out, an old woman emerged from behind Zhao Desheng.
She waved to Xia Yuhuan and said with a smile, "Xia, I've come to find you."
Xia Yuhuan then realized that it was the old lady she had saved yesterday who had come to find her.
The one who spoke earlier must have been her son.
Xia Yuhuan smiled and quickly stepped forward to open the door.
"Grandma, what brings you here? How are you feeling? Is there anything else that's bothering you?" Xia Yuhuan asked.
"No, after your treatment yesterday, I felt much better. I even managed to get a full night's sleep, which is rare for me. That's why I came to thank you first thing this morning," the old lady said with a smile.
In fact, she wanted to come last night, but Zhao Desheng wouldn't let her. She only came today because he kept pestering her.
As the two were talking, Xia Zhuyu went inside and called Xia Jianyong and Li Rouyue out.
When Xia Jianyong saw Zhao Desheng, a dark glint flashed in his eyes.
"Oh, Staff Officer Zhao, what brings you to my humble abode today? I didn't even get a heads-up, so I'm afraid I won't be able to entertain you properly."
Xia Jianyong appeared polite, but every word he uttered implied that Zhao Desheng's uninvited visit was impolite.
Zhao Desheng knew long before he came that he would be humiliated by Xia Jianyong as soon as he arrived at the Xia family.
That's why he didn't want to come yesterday.
But who can blame Xia Jianyong for having such a wonderful daughter?
Xia Jianyong's daughter saved his mother's life, and he bowed his head in front of Xia Jianyong, a fact he could not change.
"It was indeed my presumption that led me to come here today, mainly to express my gratitude to Comrade Xia," Zhao Desheng said expressionlessly.
"Thank her? What did she do?" Xia Jianyong frowned as he looked at Xia Yuhuan.
Li Rouyue, who was standing to the side, said gently, "Chief of Staff Zhao, don't stand at the door. Quickly take the old lady inside and sit down to talk."
The group entered the house and sat down. Zhao Desheng placed the gifts he was carrying on the table and briefly explained his purpose.
"Comrade Xia, thank you for saving my mother yesterday. I have no way to repay your life-saving grace. If you ever need my help in the future, just let me know. I will do my best to help you." Zhao Desheng said in a deep voice.
Xia Jianyong then learned that Xia Yuhuan had saved Zhao Desheng's mother the day before.
Although the specifics are unknown, Zhao Desheng owes Xia Yuhuan a favor, which is equivalent to owing him a favor, and this is undoubtedly a good thing for him.
Before Xia Yuhuan could speak, Xia Jianyong interrupted, "This is easy to say. There's an old saying that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Yuhuan is kind-hearted, which is why she saved someone without expecting anything in return. She's a good girl, haha."
Zhao Desheng nodded slightly upon hearing this: "It's your good fortune, Staff Officer Xia, to have such an outstanding daughter. It's truly enviable."
“Of course, I also think my daughter is excellent. Ever since I brought her back, my luck has improved. Problems that I couldn’t solve before seem to have become simpler. Don’t you think so, Staff Officer Zhao?” Xia Jianyong said meaningfully.
"Yes." Zhao Desheng felt aggrieved, but he could only agree.
While being pulled into conversation by Grandma Zhao, Xia Yuhuan didn't forget to pay attention to the conversation between Xia Jianyong and Zhao Desheng. Seeing that Xia Jianyong clearly had the upper hand, she couldn't help but narrow her eyes slightly.
Xia Jianyong and Zhao Desheng know each other and are both staff officers. Could they be rivals?
Originally, the two should have been evenly matched, or perhaps Xia Jianyong was at a disadvantage. But now, because she saved Grandma Zhao, Zhao Desheng, mindful of her life-saving grace, tolerated Xia Jianyong, putting him at a disadvantage.
How can this be allowed?
She's determined to bring Xia Jianyong down, so how could she let him benefit from her influence and gain an advantage?
She has to find a way to cause trouble!
Xia Yuhuan remained outwardly calm, but her mind was racing with thoughts.
Zhao Desheng and Grandma Zhao sat for a while before getting up to leave.
Grandma Zhao and Xia Yuhuan got along very well, and Grandma Zhao held Xia Yuhuan's hand and gave her repeated instructions.
"Xia, come visit me more often when you have time, and keep me company. I've always wanted a lovely granddaughter, but my son has given birth to three sons in a row, which makes me so angry..."
Grandma Zhao looked like she was about to die of anger.
Xia Yuhuan glanced at Xia Jianyong out of the corner of her eye and almost burst out laughing when she saw his constipated appearance.
Xia Jianyong had always wanted a son to inherit his family business, but it hadn't come to pass.
Grandma Zhao's words may be true; she genuinely longs for a granddaughter. But for Xia Jianyong, it's like rubbing salt into his wounds.
Although Xia Jianyong was a scoundrel who cheated on the original owner's mother, he was deeply in love with Li Rouyue. The two had been together for many years and only had one daughter, Xia Zhuyu. Xia Jianyong did not abandon Li Rouyue to find someone else.
Li Rouyue had been pregnant once before, but she miscarried unexpectedly when she was eight months pregnant. She gave birth to a daughter, but was unable to raise her.
After that miscarriage, Li Rouyue's health was damaged, and she had been recuperating and had not been able to conceive again.
The fact that he didn't have a son was a pain in Xia Jianyong's heart, and Grandma Zhao perfectly hit that sore spot.
Zhao Desheng also knew about this matter; what is honey to one is poison to another.
He quickly pulled his elderly mother aside and gave an awkward smile: "Officer Xia, don't take it too seriously. My mom was just saying it casually. We'll be leaving now."
As he spoke, he quickly pulled Grandma Zhao away.
After they had disappeared from sight, Xia Jianyong began to curse under his breath, using extremely vulgar language.
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