Li Chengjun was no dull or rigid person. How could he not know the reason behind the figure that kept appearing in his mind?
But one has to admit that the thoughts in his mind were indeed somewhat beastly.
After all, that little girl was too young, how could he dare to delve into those inappropriate thoughts?
Little did Li Chengjun know that the person he called "little girl" was actually eighteen years old, even though she looked like a minor. Her mental age was almost twenty!
"Yes, yes, that's her! Brother Jun has a good memory!" Zhou Qiang exclaimed in surprise.
It was truly unexpected that this seemingly rough-around-the-edges Jun Ge could remember Xia Wan's name so clearly.
Given Li Chengjun's usual personality, it's practically a miracle that he could remember a woman's name.
“I need this ginseng, so when the money is distributed at the end of the month, just deduct it directly from my account.” Li Chengjun ignored his teasing and simply reached out and took the wooden box from his hand.
Meanwhile, at the other end of the street, Xia Wan contentedly pushed her wheelchair, carrying a heavy iron pot in her hand, and leisurely embarked on her journey home.
He parked his bicycle outside the alley when he went to get the wheelchair, so he had to carry the wheelchair and the iron pot out on foot.
At that moment, she was overjoyed with the wheelchair she had bought for her father, completely unaware that the ginseng she had casually given away had already caused a huge uproar between two strangers.
When she finally arrived at her doorstep after a bumpy journey, she was surprised to find the gate wide open, and Qiao Qiao standing side by side with a strange man in her yard.
This sudden scene startled Xia Wan for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure.
When Qiao Qiao saw Xia Wan pushing the repair cart into the room, her eyes darted away, and a hint of panic flashed across them.
She stammered, "Xia...Xia Wan, you're back."
However, faced with Qiao Qiao's slightly awkward greeting, Xia Wan merely raised the corners of her mouth slightly, forming a meaningful smile. She didn't even bother to glance at the two of them again, as if they didn't exist at all, and walked straight into the house.
Xia Wan gripped the wheelchair handles tightly, crossed the courtyard, and arrived at her father's door. Without hesitation, she pushed the door open and saw her father quietly leaning against the wall, engrossed in reading a book.
Sunlight streamed through the window and fell upon him, creating a peaceful and warm scene.
Seeing her father so focused, Xia Wan's smile deepened.
She said softly, "Old Xia, look what good things I brought back for you! Look, this is a wheelchair I bought especially for you. With it, you can easily walk around the yard from now on! Come on, let's go for a walk."
As she spoke, Xia Wan carefully pushed the wheelchair into the room and stopped it beside her father.
After Xia Wan learned that her father had regained his memory, the weight on her heart finally lifted. As a result, she became more and more unrestrained when talking to her father, completely losing her previous cautious demeanor.
Xia Jianguo's gaze fell on the wheelchair in his daughter's hands, and a look of undisguised joy flashed in his eyes. He said, "Oh my! This thing looks really good. Good daughter, put it away quickly so your dad can try it out."
It should be noted that his arms have gradually regained their strength, and with this wheelchair, he will basically no longer need constant care from others.
Xia Wan quickly unfolded the wheelchair and placed it steadily on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed).
Just as she was about to reach out to help her father into his wheelchair, she was surprised to find that he had deftly lifted himself up and gotten off the kang (a heated brick bed) using his own strength. Looking at his agile figure, there was not a trace of the weakness one would expect from a disabled person.
Seeing this, Xia Wan couldn't help but give her father a thumbs up, praising him with admiration, "Hey! You really have to admit, Lao Xia, not just anyone could do that!"
Hearing his daughter's praise, Xia Jianguo laughed heartily, showing no humility whatsoever, but rather responding with considerable pride, "Of course! How many people are as lucky as me to have such a well-behaved, sensible, and filial daughter like you!"
"Of course! Your little darling is very well-behaved!"
Without saying a word, Xia Wan gripped the wheelchair handles and slowly pushed her father toward the door.
At this moment, Qiao Qiao and the man from before had long since disappeared, but Xia Wan didn't care too much about it. After all, at this moment, all she cared about was her dear father.
After walking around the yard and finding the wheelchair easy to use, I went back inside to make sure everything was alright.
"Old Xia, I have something to tell you. We'll use this wheelchair again tomorrow."
Xia Jianguo looked at his daughter with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong? What happened to you when you went to the city this time?"
Xia Wan mentally reviewed all the information she had learned that day.
"Today I went to the post office to mail something, and Sister Zhao told me that Grandma Xia went to Beijing to wire money and also made a phone call..."
Xia Jianguo sat there quietly, listening to his daughter recount the events in detail. On his weathered face, apart from a calm expression like a still lake, was an undisguised deep disgust.
For him, who is now middle-aged and has experienced the ups and downs of two lifetimes, the so-called home of his biological parents can no longer stir the slightest ripple in his heart.
Those hopes and desires of the past have long since vanished under the wear and tear of time.
But the actions of the Xia family were truly disgusting. Especially when he learned that Xia Jianlin had dared to impersonate him, the nausea intensified, as if a turbid gas was stuck in his chest, making him almost suffocate.
While observing her father's expressionless face, Xia Wan continued, "Old Xia, in my opinion, why don't we just let that old lady Xia fall ill in bed too? That way, she won't have the energy to come to our house and cause trouble anymore!"
After saying that, she stared intently at Xia Jianguo, waiting for his response.
Xia Jianguo nodded slightly, indicating that he had no objection to his daughter's suggestion. He simply advised casually, "You have to be careful in your actions, and don't let anyone catch you doing anything wrong. Or, if they really try to take action against me one day, we can take the opportunity to 'fight fire with fire.'"
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