Chu Yanyan waited patiently for a while.
"Are you there?"
"What do you want from me?" Li Hexing's voice came.
Chu Yanyan's eyes flashed: "I lost something, and I don't know if it was left at your house."
“…”
Li Hexing was silent for a while.
There was a squeaking sound.
The door opened.
Li Hexing looked at the person standing outside the door, let go of his hand, turned around and walked back: "Look for it yourself."
Seeing that his face was unscathed, Chu Yanyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, having thought Li Hexing had been beaten. He followed him inside, glancing around at the ground, and casually said, "On my way back just now, I saw a group of people walking towards your house."
"Yeah." Li Hexing sat on the stool, legs apart, hands clasped together, staring at Chu Yanyan.
Being watched by Li Hexing, Chu Yanyan pretended to look carefully and said in a puzzled voice: "Hey, it doesn't seem to be at your house. Maybe it fell on the road."
There was a sound of kicking the ground not far away.
Chu Yanyan turned her head to look at the source of the sound, staring at the man's behavior.
Li Hexing stood up and walked quickly towards Chu Yanyan. He walked up to the boy, looked down at the boy who was a head shorter than him, and his breath touched the boy's face.
The man's proximity made Chu Yanyan subconsciously step back. She looked at Li Hexing innocently, and spoke haltingly, "Xing...Xing brother, what's wrong?"
Li Hexing put his hand on Chu Yanyan's shoulder, looked into the boy's dark and bright eyes with inquiring eyes, and said softly with a mocking smile: "You came here in such a hurry, did you want to see me make a fool of myself?"
Hearing his words, Chu Yanyan's eyes dimmed from their original brightness, and a look of astonishment appeared in his eyes: "Brother Xing."
Li Hexing took his hand away and turned to walk forward. "Since you know everything, then leave here, so that others won't say bad things about you in the future." He paused for a moment and said, "If others say bad things about you."
"What do I know?" Chu Yanyan muttered to himself. He looked at the man's strong back and said, "Just now, I heard Grandma Li from Uncle Eighteen's family tell me something about you."
"Oh." Li Hexing clenched his fists slightly.
Chu Yanyan spoke slowly, "She said that recently several families' vegetables were stolen by thieves. They suspect you were the culprit, but there's no evidence to prove it was you. Of course, only some villagers think so, but Grandma Li doesn't think you would do it, and I think you would do it even less. I don't believe a thief would make shoes for me, and I don't believe a thief's eyes could have any integrity."
After Chu Yanyan finished speaking, Li Hexing shrugged his shoulders, lowered his head and said nothing.
In fact, he was also helpless, but no matter how he explained, those people just kept making trouble, thinking that if you did it, it was you who did it, and there was no chance for him to refute at all.
I'd rather just pretend to be mute, neither admitting nor defending myself.
Chu Yanyan stared at the back of Li Hexing's messy head and said softly, "Don't worry, I will help you find the real vegetable thief."
"No need." Li Hexing refused.
"Oh." Chu Yanyan ignored him, responded perfunctorily, turned around and walked out.
The wooden shoes made a clattering sound on the hard earth.
It was not until the voice disappeared that Li Hexing twisted his stiff neck and looked up at the door, but the person was gone.
After going back and forth, the day passed quickly.
A beautiful sunset glowed in the west.
Unfortunately, the villagers were too busy with farm work to pay attention to it. They only knew that it was getting dark.
Chu Yanyan lay on the hard wooden bed, closed her eyes and went to sleep.
Until there were noisy sounds outside and the aroma of food.
He suddenly woke up and went out to eat.
This was his second dinner since he came into this world.
At the dinner table, the family was chatting happily. Chu Yanyan joined in and learned about Aunt Eighteen's other two children.
Uncle Eighteen's eldest son is twelve years old. He has only been to school for a few years and can do some simple calculations. Because he has no money and he himself hates it, he dropped out of school to work with Uncle Eighteen, and plans to take on the farm work at home in the future.
Erwa is eight years old and is in the first grade of Zhushi Primary School in the village. He looks very well-behaved, but it is still unknown whether he will continue his studies.
Big Boy looked very familiar. He was not used to seeing Chu Yanyan for the first time, but he got used to it when they met for the second time. He would occasionally ask Chu Yanyan about life in the city, and said that they had a lot of fun things to do here, such as smoking mice in the rice fields, catching big frogs, picking wild berries in the mountains, building cellars to roast sweet potatoes, fishing in the river, etc.
The time of rural teenagers is always so free and full of fun.
After eating, Chu Yanyan fetched some water and went to the shed to take a shower. Feeling cool and refreshed, he squatted aside and began to wash clothes. While washing clothes, he heard the voices of his aunt and uncle Eighteenth talking from the hall. They were both talking about the thieves in the vegetable garden.
Aunt Eighteen was scared. She had finally been given a small piece of land by the commune, but the vegetables on the land were picked, while the few acres of vegetable fields planted collectively by the commune remained intact.
"The vegetable thieves specialize in stealing the vegetables we grow ourselves. They are really despicable." Aunt Eighteen said resentfully.
Chu Yanyan slowed down his scrubbing of the clothes. He quickly washed them a few times, wrung them dry, and placed them on the basin. He looked up at Aunt Eighteen and said, "Auntie, that thief hasn't been caught yet?"
Aunt Eighteen didn't expect Chu Yanyan to care about this. She said, "No." She glanced at the basin in Chu Yanyan's hand and asked, "Chu Zhiqing, you're washing clothes so soon again?"
Chu Yanyan looked at the basin in her hand and said, "I'm not worried that the clothes will stink if I wash them tomorrow. Wash and dry them early to save time."
Aunt Eighteen was stunned when she heard this. She nodded and said, "That's a good idea, but we all take time out at noon to wash yesterday's clothes."
"Um."
They chatted for a while, and after the children had taken a shower, the adults went to take a shower.
Chu Yanyan was lying on the bed. After the oil lamp went out, only a little light came in through the wooden window.
Thinking about what happened today, especially Li Hexing’s matter.
He clutched the blanket covering his stomach and frowned, feeling even more upset than when he thought of the original owner's life experience. Those people were so bad.
Fortunately, the real thief was found out later, and Li Hexing was cleared of all charges. Otherwise, everything would be blamed on Li Hexing, and the innocent would be accused of being guilty.
"Xiao Qi, Li Hexing is so pitiful. He's so strong, why didn't he beat them up secretly instead of letting those people continue to slander him."
"He used to be like that, but then his sister died and he was living in a daze. How could he have the desire to take revenge on you or teach you a lesson?"
When people have no expectations for life, they begin to be indifferent to everything, like a puppet, at the mercy of others.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
