He dared not gamble, nor did he dare to make things difficult for Jinhe.
Forget it, I'll just comfort myself.
He's fine, he's perfectly alright.
Song Ye silently swallowed his anger, took a deep breath, and forced a smile.
He kept repeating to himself: He's alright, he's really alright.
Brother Chuan is a former soldier, capable of carrying heavy loads. What's this little injury?
He can definitely do it.
I believe him, and he knows I believe him.
Although I couldn't actually help her up, the thought was there, and that's enough.
"Dad, Mom!"
As soon as Lu Jichuan helped Su Qingzhi to her feet, he called out to his parents who were walking towards them from a distance.
Yin Hua and Lu Jianguo were walking briskly from the entrance of the main room.
He gazed at the two familiar yet aged faces, his throat bobbing slightly, and his voice softened involuntarily.
Yin Hua's eyes immediately reddened when she saw her son.
She rushed forward, looked him up and down several times, and reached out to touch his face.
"Good! Good! Good! It's good that you're back and that you're alright!"
Tears welled up without warning, winding their way down the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.
Her hands trembled as she touched her forehead to her chin, over and over again.
Countless times she dreamt of her son lying in a pool of blood, covered in wounds, calling her name but unable to hear her.
Now that warm face was truly pressed against her palm.
Only then did she realize that her son had truly returned alive.
During this period, she couldn't sleep soundly at night, fearing that her son was hiding something from them.
She already knew how serious her injuries were.
But they lived far away, and she couldn't abandon the work in the fields, nor could she take care of her family. So she could only wait, burning incense and kowtowing every day, begging God to open his eyes and not take her son away.
When I turn over in bed at night, I always hear the wind outside the window and think it's the phone ringing.
My phone is always on the bedside table, charging, so I don't miss a missed call.
She secretly checked her son's social media account and found that the last post was from three months ago.
She dared not ask, yet couldn't help but inquire, asking relatives if there was any news from the factory.
But each time the answer was ambiguous.
She could only kneel before the incense burner in the corner of the courtyard at dusk, clasping her hands together, tears streaming down her face as she prayed repeatedly while burning paper money.
The person is standing here now, full of energy, without a single scratch on their face.
The heavy weight that had been pressing on Yin Hua's heart for so long was finally lifted with a thud.
She vigorously wiped away her tears, grinned, and said, "I've lost weight, I've lost weight, I need to eat more!"
But as she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes again.
"Mom, I'm really fine."
Lu Jichuan said softly.
He knew his mother didn't believe him, and he didn't blame her for not believing him.
But all he wanted was to put her mind at ease.
Even though he had once been on the verge of death, now he said it all as "I'm fine."
He turned his head, his gaze slowly landing on the familiar yet silent figure beside him.
"dad."
Lu Guanglin remained standing to the side, his hands behind his back, his eyes lowered, and his face expressionless.
He had been standing there for a long time, and his feet hadn't moved an inch since his son stepped into the yard.
His eyes were already slightly red when his son returned safely.
But he kept that tenderness and heartache firmly hidden in his heart.
His biggest weakness is wearing his emotions on his sleeve.
He slowly raised his head, looked at his son's face, and finally nodded heavily.
"It's good that you're back."
Only then did Yin Hua truly come to her senses, and the anxiety that had been hanging over her finally subsided.
She quickly shifted her gaze from her son to Su Qingzhi, who was standing to the side.
From head to toe, no detail is overlooked.
Her gaze lingered on Su Qingzhi's face for a moment, then slid down to her shoulders and hands, confirming that there were no injuries on her body.
Her voice trembled slightly as she asked with concern, "Ningning, you must be exhausted from the long and bumpy journey. Is anything bothering you?"
Su Qingzhi, however, looked relaxed, her cheeks flushed with a healthy blush.
He was in even better spirits than before he left.
Seeing this, Yin Hua felt a heavy weight lift from her heart.
Her eyes welled up with tears, and her heart softened so much it almost melted.
These past few days, she has been restless during the day, always worried that her daughter-in-law might not be able to hold on during the journey and that her body might not be able to take it.
Lying in bed at night, I have nightmares as soon as I close my eyes.
I dreamt that my son had an accident and was lying on a cold stretcher.
Even so, she dared not cry out loud, much less shed a single tear in front of others.
She feared that if she broke down, the rest of her family would panic as well.
Now, I see them standing side by side in their own yard.
Yin Hua felt that there had never been a moment in her life when she felt more at ease and secure than now.
"Mom, I'm perfectly fine."
Su Qingzhi stepped forward and gently took Yin Hua's arm.
"Look at me, I have a rosy complexion, I walk with a brisk pace, I'm quite resilient, even more durable than the old ox at home."
Yin Hua nodded repeatedly, her eyes glistening with tears, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up in a smile.
"Yes, yes, you look so radiant, your face glows, your eyes are bright, you look even more energetic and beautiful than when you left. Mom is overjoyed to see you like this."
Upon hearing this, Su Qingzhi smiled, then turned her head slightly and scanned the courtyard with her eyes.
"Mom, where are my parents and older brother? I haven't seen them. Didn't they come with me?"
This surprised and angered her.
Upon hearing Li Jianjun's words, Zhao Ya immediately stood up to speak for him, "I never thought Brother Li Jianjun would do such a despicable thing. He is such a kind and upright person! How could he hurt an old man and then turn a blind eye? He would never do such a thing, I believe him."
“That’s right, Li Jianjun would never do that, we can all vouch for that.”
Other teammates echoed this sentiment, agreeing that the man's statement was utterly unreasonable.
If Li Jianjun really did hit someone, he would have taken the person to the hospital for treatment without hesitation. How could he just ignore it like that?
"No testimony is of any use! You're all in cahoots, you'll definitely protect your own people. You only know how to bully ordinary citizens like us, do you think we're so easy to bully? I'm going to your superiors and report you!"
The man's face turned red with anger, as if he had been greatly insulted and wronged.
The man was furious. "Is there no law? Is there no justice? How can they treat ordinary people like this? Does being a soldier give you the right to bully people? They even broke an old lady's leg! This behavior is absolutely intolerable!"
This struck Su Qingzhi as particularly unbelievable.
They clearly saw the old man enter the village before leaving, but now they're being falsely accused. It's hard to accept this feeling.
She felt a mix of emotions, both helpless and sad.
“I don’t know the specifics either,” the man said, his tone clearly displeased, “but my mother told me that you caused the leg injury, so you have to take responsibility. Don’t think that wearing a military uniform can help you escape responsibility.”
The man was convinced that Mu He and Li Jianjun were responsible, and insisted that they give an explanation. His eyes were firm, as if to say that if they did not cooperate, this matter would not end easily.
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