Chapter 37 Seeing Zhou Xiye made me feel wronged
Fearing that Jiang Zhizhi might cause a fatality if she continued to smash things, Old Man Liang quickly called Yang Fengmei and Widow Ma over to pull Jiang Zhizhi away.
The two male educated youths who had been beaten and were lying on the ground were helped up by others.
Old Liang was also quite angry. He looked at Liu Chunqin and said, "You educated youths can go back first. I will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly. If Comrade Xiao Jiang is wrong, you can accept the punishment as you see fit!"
He paused for a moment, then spoke in a more stern tone: "But if you've framed her with baseless accusations, you'll have to apologize to her later."
Liu Chunqin didn't want to leave like this. If she didn't crush Jiang Zhizhi in one fell swoop, she would definitely be retaliated against by Jiang Zhizhi.
But when she met Jiang Zhizhi's fierce, wolf-like eyes, she felt a little guilty and scared. She didn't expect her to be so ruthless and to attack so fiercely!
After weighing the options, he quickly led a group of people away, including the two men who claimed to have had an affair with Jiang Zhizhi.
Old Liang chased away the villagers who had gathered around: "Alright, go back to sleep. And watch your tongues, if you dare to gossip outside, don't blame me for being impolite!"
Everyone had left, and the village committee courtyard became quiet.
Old Man Liang dragged Liang Jingui to the militia company to argue.
Yang Fengmei and Widow Ma accompanied Jiang Zhizhi.
Looking at Jiang Zhizhi's disheveled hair and the blood seeping from her ear, Yang Fengmei was both angry and heartbroken: "How could these things be so cruel? They're holding onto a little girl like this."
Widow Ma felt sorry for him and said, "Little Jiang, come inside first, I'll put some medicine on you."
Jiang Zhizhi casually wiped the blood from under her ear: "It's okay, I can take care of it myself in a bit. Auntie, it's getting late, you should go back and rest first. I also want to be alone for a while."
Yang Fengmei couldn't rest assured: "We'll stay with you. Don't worry, we all believe you're innocent."
Jiang Zhizhi didn't speak. The issue now wasn't whether she was innocent or not, but that she had been slow to react at the time!
How could she possibly swallow this insult!
She once again urged Yang Fengmei and the other woman to go back: "Auntie, don't worry, I'm fine. I'm just a little tired and want to lie down and rest."
Seeing Jiang Zhizhi's tense face, Yang Fengmei thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay, let's go back first. You should rest well. I'll tell Da Zhuang's dad that you can also take half a day off tomorrow morning. I'll come over and get your hair trimmed."
Jiang Zhizhi went back to her room and lay on the bed. She thought about what happened tonight and realized that she had been too careless and too confident!
Touching her unevenly cut hair, she became even angrier!
How could she be so stupid!
Jiang Zhizhi was so angry that she didn't sleep well all night. When she got up in the morning, everyone had already gone to work, and she wasn't in the mood to go out. She lay in the house for a while, touched her messy hair, grabbed a pair of scissors, and prepared to go to the river to trim it and calm down.
He took the scissors to the riverbank, squatted by the water, and looked at his reflection in the water. His hair looked like that of a lion king with its mane standing on end, and his anger flared up even more.
I used to disdain female competition; why should girls make things so difficult for each other?
Now she's going to get things going too! She'll crush these bastards!
Jiang Zhizhi angrily reached out to get some water to straighten her sticking-out hair, pondering how to cut it.
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Zhou Xiye came from the army and was heading to the mountains. As he passed by the river, he saw Jiang Zhizhi sitting by the river in the distance.
The back view was hers, but her hair had suddenly become short and messy, like an exploded flower.
After hesitating for a moment, I stepped on the brakes and pulled over to the side of the road.
He got out of the car and walked towards Jiang Zhizhi.
When he got closer, he noticed that Jiang Zhizhi was holding a pair of scissors and gesturing with one hand as if she was about to cut hair. Afraid of startling her by suddenly walking up to her, he coughed and asked, "What are you doing here?"
The sound of flowing water kept Jiang Zhizhi from hearing anyone approaching.
When Zhou Xiye spoke, she was still startled. Her hand trembled, and the scissors almost stabbed her face again. She turned around and looked up at Zhou Xiye.
She hadn't seen the man for half a month and thought that they were building roads in the mountains and wouldn't have any contact with the village in the future. Unexpectedly, she ran into him again, and when she was in a bit of a mess.
Zhou Xiye looked at Jiang Zhizhi's surprised expression. There was a bloodstain from below her ear to her cheek, and her hair was cut messily.
He crouched down to look her in the eye, frowning slightly: "What happened to you? Who cut your hair?"
Jiang Zhizhi didn't feel wronged yesterday, or even just now. But now, after Zhou Xiye asked her this, she inexplicably felt wronged. Her nose tingled, and tears almost fell.
She blinked, letting tears well up in her eyes before swallowing them back. Pouting, she said stubbornly, "They ambushed me. They cut my hair, but I smashed their heads in. I didn't lose!"
Looking at Jiang Zhizhi's stubborn expression, Zhou Xiye's tone softened: "Fighting is not just about winning or losing, but also about strategy. Winning is not important; what's important is whether you can subdue your opponent."
"And why did they manage to launch a successful sneak attack?"
Jiang Zhizhi bit her lower lip: "Because I was careless and overconfident."
Zhou Xiye looked at Jiang Zhizhi, her beautiful eyes slightly red, with a hint of stubbornness and defiance. Her originally pretty face was now covered with a layer of frost, which suggested that this matter had made her very angry.
He originally intended to say hello and leave, but seeing Jiang Zhizhi's appearance, he couldn't bear it: "Warfare is based on deception. Take advantage of chaos and avoid strength. We've suffered a loss this time, but we'll get our revenge next time."
Jiang Zhizhi was initially very angry, but after hearing Zhou Xiye's words, she surprisingly calmed down and muttered softly, "I'll let them be smug for a day."
Zhou Xiye looked at the somewhat childish Jiang Zhizhi, then at the scissors in her hand: "Remember, never lose your ability to observe, and never underestimate your opponent. Of course, it's best not to fight."
Feeling like he'd said a bit too much, he paused for a moment and then asked, "Would you like me to cut your hair?"
Jiang Zhizhi was surprised and stared at Zhou Xiye with wide eyes: "You can cut hair?"
Zhou Xiye nodded: "In the army, we cut our own hair."
Jiang Zhizhi looked at Zhou Xiye's short, neat hairstyle, which made him look more rugged. Should she give her a similar hairstyle?
Suddenly I remembered that soldiers didn't have many requirements for hairstyles back then, and many people would keep their hair a bit longer.
He gritted his teeth and handed the scissors to Zhou Xiye: "Alright then, otherwise I won't be able to go out."
Zhou Xiye glanced at Jiang Zhizhi's coat, the woolen fabric of which made it easy for hair to get inside.
After a moment of silence, he took off his coat and handed it to Jiang Zhizhi: "Put your coat on backwards, otherwise the stubble will get inside."
Jiang Zhizhi didn't hesitate, slipped the glove on, and then had Zhou Xiye button it up from behind, whispering, "I'll wash your coat later."
Zhou Xiye replied that he didn't need it, but then looked at Jiang Zhizhi's hair and hesitated.
He acted impulsively just now. Seeing Jiang Zhizhi's aggrieved look, he couldn't help but want to cheer her up.
But Jiang Zhizhi is a girl after all. What if he cuts her hair badly? Young girls love beauty, will she cry?
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