At the foot of the mountain closest to Songzhuang Village, there is an abandoned wooden house that used to be inhabited by an elderly woman living alone. She passed away a few years ago, and the wooden house has been empty ever since.
Over time, a hole appeared in the roof.
Villagers rarely come here.
If we can lure Song Yinhua here and then devise a plan to catch the villagers in the act, the marriage will be a done deal.
Han Zhiyuan knew that Song Yinhua was not so easily fooled.
He had tried to bribe Xie Daguang and Wang Erchui several times to carry out a "hero saves the beauty" plan, but Xie Daguang always acted on his own and ruined his plans.
He was eventually arrested, which caused his plan to rescue the damsel in distress to be shelved.
Han Zhiyuan cursed Xie Daguang in his heart, "He's more trouble than he's worth, and his mistress is more reliable than him."
These things didn't happen in my past life.
Xie Daguang was not arrested, and Zhao Huizhen did not go to the factory to look for him.
He wasn't in such a hurry to marry Song Yinhua.
After being rejected by her during a blind date, he hesitated because he didn't want to hurt the girl. However, seeing his own family situation—his parents couldn't be left unattended and his children couldn't be left uncared for—he had no choice but to make a decision against his will.
Who told him to value his children's filial piety towards their parents so much!
By the time he figured out a solution, about half a month had passed since the blind date. He had Xie Daguang and Wang Dachui follow Song Yinhua up the back mountain and pretend to bully her. He then rescued her and got injured, successfully tricking Song Yinhua into his home little by little.
Han Zhiyuan didn't know why he was reborn back to forty years ago, and the things that happened were different.
But he didn't have time to think about that; he just wanted to marry her first.
Song Caixing was cutting pig feed in the field when Wang Erchui was talking to her and teasing her.
“My older sister said you are all bad people and told me to stay away from you when I see you,” Song Caixing said timidly.
"Little sister, I'm not a bad person. Has your dad been building houses for other people these past few days?"
Song Caixing nodded.
“Your dad fell while working and is dying. He asked me to take you there.”
Song Caixing believed it to be true, dropped the sickle in her hand, and got up to go home, saying, "I'm going home right now to tell my older sister... ah..."
Wang Erchui knocked Song Caixing unconscious from behind with a single chop.
Han Zhiyuan, who was hiding nearby, jogged over and complained, "You could have just knocked her out. Why are you dawdling around and talking for so long? Do you have that much to say?"
"I did that to lower her guard. She said her older sister told her to stay away from us, saying we were all bad people!"
"Alright, alright, don't mess up what I told you before." Han Zhiyuan picked up the unconscious Song Caixing, placed her on the crossbar of a bicycle by the roadside, and drove away.
Wang Erchui also left the field and found a child playing on the road to tell Song Yinhua that her younger sister, Caixing, had been knocked unconscious by Xie Daguang and taken to a small, dilapidated house at the foot of the mountain.
When Song Yinhua, who was drying wild vegetables in the yard, heard that her fourth sister had an accident, she grabbed a wooden mallet and rushed to the small, dilapidated house.
Han Zhiyuan was afraid that others would see Song Caixing sitting on the crossbar of the bicycle in his lap, so he deliberately pressed Song Caixing's face closer to his chest and pedaled the bicycle hard with his face turned to the side.
We didn't encounter many villagers along the way, only some children running and playing on the road.
He was relieved that no one had discovered him, but little did he know that just as Wang Erchui knocked Song Caixing unconscious, he was seen by a peasant woman working on the ridge of a nearby field.
The peasant woman squatted on the edge of the field, planting beans, her body hidden by rice stalks that were about knee-high.
Seeing Han Zhiyuan take the unconscious Song Caixing away, the peasant woman didn't want to meddle, but then she thought that Song Caixing was only sixteen years old. If a young girl was knocked unconscious and taken away by a man, what would happen to her in the future?
She thought for a few minutes, then dropped what she was doing and ran to the Song family to find Qiao Guilan.
Seeing that no one was at the Song family's house, they asked several neighbors around the neighborhood, but none of them had seen Qiao Guilan.
The peasant woman thought that Song Erzhuang's older brother also lived not far from the same village, so she went to tell Tang Suxiang about it. Knowing that Tang Suxiang's family had a motorcycle, she told her to quickly ask her son to ride the motorcycle to the next village to find Song Erzhuang.
Tang Suxiang refused outright.
He said the motorcycle broke down and his son took it to the auto repair shop in town to get it fixed.
The peasant woman couldn't help but say, "Song Erzhuang and your husband are brothers, and Qiao Guilan has always helped your family with chores. Now that Erzhuang's daughter is in trouble, you can't just stand by and watch her die!"
Tang Suxiang said with a smile, "My son Hanwen really did take my motorcycle to town to get it repaired. There's nothing I can do about it."
The peasant woman didn't say anything more. She went home and asked her fifteen-year-old son to borrow a bicycle to go to the next village to find Song Erzhuang.
Tang Suxiang turned and went back into the house, gleefully telling Grandpa Tang and Tang Su'e about Cai Xing's accident.
All three of them felt a degree of schadenfreude.
"It's all because of that jinx Yinhua!" said Grandpa Tang. "She killed her grandparents when she was born, and she also caused her mother to be unable to have children for several years. Now Caixing's reputation has been ruined by her! Suxiang, your two families are relatives and live in the same village. In the future, please take care of Qiuxue and don't let Qiuxue be cursed."
“Dad, even if you don’t tell me, I know. Qiu Xue is the only college student in our village and my husband’s niece. If something happens to her, how can I not care about her?” Thinking of her brother-in-law’s eldest daughter being a jinx and her fourth daughter having ruined her reputation, Tang Suxiang’s eyes were full of gloating.
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Huojiabao Village.
Song Erzhuang was working with cement mortar when he heard a toddler in puberty shouting anxiously, "Is Song Erzhuang here? Is Song Erzhuang here?"
"Erzhuang, is this the one looking for you?" asked the bricklayer who was cutting the wall on the bamboo scaffold, then shouted to the child, "Song Erzhuang is here, see if he's the one you're looking for!"
Song Erzhuang placed a bucket of cement mortar on the hook, turned his head and glanced at the child running over, "Isn't this Gou Dan from Third Master Song's family?"
“Uncle Erzhuang, I’ve finally found you! Something’s happened to your family. Sister Caixing was knocked unconscious and taken away by Han Zhiyuan from the next village.”
"What!" Song Erzhuang threw down his carrying pole and rushed to the village in a hurry.
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In a small wooden house at the foot of the mountain, Cai Xing was tied up and sitting on a broken chair, her eyes closed and her head tilted to one side.
Song Yinhua pushed open the door and found that only the unconscious Song Caixing was in the small wooden house.
She gently patted Song Caixing, "Caixing! Caixing?"
Song Caixing was still unconscious. Song Yinhua quickly checked Caixing's clothes with her eyes and was relieved to find that she had not been violated.
She bent down to help Song Caixing untie the ropes binding her behind her back, when Han Zhiyuan suddenly jumped out from behind and knocked her unconscious with a stick.
"Wang Erchui, come in quickly!" Han Zhiyuan shouted. "Take Caixing back, and bring the villagers here in half an hour to catch him red-handed. Half an hour, don't forget!"
Wang Erchui glanced at the old watch Han Zhiyuan had given him on his wrist. "I'll keep an eye on the watch. I won't forget it."
He picked up Song Caixing and went out.
Han Zhiyuan closed the broken door of the cabin, turned around and looked at Song Yinhua who was lying unconscious on the ground. He impatiently unbuckled his belt and pressed himself on top of Song Yinhua.
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