Do you want to take your own father's money?
Seeing this, Zheng Nanle leaned over and put an arm around Lu Guangbai's neck. Lu Guangbai was pulled by this strong force and involuntarily bent over. Zheng Nanle moved to the side, and Lu Guangbai could only bend his knees and move forward with this force.
He tried to pry Zheng Nanle's arm open, but Zheng Nanle's arm wouldn't budge, like a crab's iron pincers, once it had a grip, it wouldn't let go.
"Let me go! Men and women shouldn't touch each other!" Lu Guangbai gritted his teeth.
This position is very uncomfortable for him.
Also, help! Men and women really shouldn't touch each other. If someone sees them, he won't be able to explain himself even if he has eight mouths.
He didn't want to be forced into marriage like Xie Xiaosan and Zhang Pandi.
Despite his aloofness from the crowd, Lu Guangbai knew every bit of the village gossip. From Zheng Nanle's 'idiocy' to Xie Xiaowu falling into the cesspool, Xie Xiaosan breaking off his engagement, and Xie Xiaosan getting married, he knew it all perfectly well.
He has a gossip source: Xie Ronghua, the village chief's grandson.
“It’s okay. Just make a louder noise and struggle harder to attract attention, and then we’ll get married.”
Zheng Nanle pierced the vital point with a single needle, and Lu Guangbai immediately became incredibly obedient, not only cooperating with the walking but also speeding up.
Zheng Nanle: "..."
Is marrying her really that hard to accept?
Zheng Nanle, if not stunningly beautiful, was certainly pretty and charming. Before and after the apocalypse, she had a lot of suitors. If she hadn't been so focused on romance, she would have had countless boyfriends.
Zheng Nanle gritted her teeth, wanting to teach this blind ancient doctor a lesson, when her gaze inadvertently glanced at Zheng Erya beside her and suddenly realized what was happening.
She looked down at herself, speechless with emotion.
Well, it's definitely hard to accept.
If someone isn't good-looking, you can say they appreciate inner beauty. But a seventeen-year-old girl who looks like a twelve-year-old minor—who would be so perverted as to be attracted to her?
Zheng Nanle immediately forgave him.
She loosened her grip on Lu Guangbai's neck, pulled his arm, and slipped into the nearby grove of trees.
She didn't even ask Lu Guangbai how he guessed it was her. It's hilarious. She had just forced him to prepare the date rape drug, and then the old man from the Zheng family caused a scandal. Any normal person could guess that.
The mountain man's words, "Ten yuan, young lady," reveal the reason behind them.
She pressed, "Have you told anyone about my situation?"
Lu Guangbai shook his head.
Of course he didn't say that.
Is drugging someone something to be proud of?
"Keep your mouth shut." Zheng Nanle clenched his fist at him. "If I find out that you've told anyone about me, I'll find you a man too."
Lu Guangbai covered his mouth in horror and shook his head repeatedly.
Zheng Nanle nodded proudly, his hands behind his back.
That's the right reaction; she really is that kind of fearsome female demon.
Zheng Nanle left the grove, climbed onto a slightly larger stack of rice, and continued watching the play with great interest.
Lu Guangbai opened his mouth, thinking to himself, "He told his grandfather about her illness. Does that count as telling others?"
The village chief had already arrived at the scene, but he missed the most shocking part, thus avoiding a truly eye-watering spectacle.
Behind him were the villagers who were working. They were doing their jobs well when they saw the village chief rushing out of the fields. They could only guess what had happened to make the village chief so anxious, but there were too many busybodies in the village.
A young man shouted, "Aunt Zheng, your husband, Uncle Zheng, was caught red-handed by your eldest son with a young man sneaking into a haystack! You'd better go and see!"
Wow, that's a lot of information; the whole field heard it.
Now, no one was in the mood to work anymore, and they all went to the ridges of the fields to follow the village chief.
The educated youth were no exception.
Who doesn't love gossip, especially such explosive gossip?
It's normal for men and women to be caught cheating, but I've never seen a man and another man, especially a man in his fifties and a man in his twenties. I've never seen anything like it.
Go and see what's so special.
When the village chief saw Old Man Zheng and Old Man Zheng fighting with a young man whose face was unfamiliar and who was neither from the village nor from any of the nearby villages, he immediately ordered several young men and middle-aged strong men to separate them.
Outnumbered by three, the three were easily separated and held off.
"Can anyone tell me what happened?" The village chief's gaze swept over Old Man Zheng and Old Man Zheng.
Old Zheng opened his mouth, wanting to say something that would benefit him, but found himself at a loss for words.
He said he wanted to sell his niece, but he was drugged and woke up to find his own father and that bastard kissing and chest to chest.
Old Man Zheng spoke up, "Village Chief, I was framed. You must seek justice for me."
Zheng Nanle pursed his lips.
As expected of the Zheng family's intellectual powerhouse, he is cunning, shrewd, and deeply calculating. In that awkward and embarrassing moment, the mountain man and Boss Zheng were controlled by their emotions and vented on the spot, but he calmed down and wanted to resolve the matter behind closed doors.
If it weren't for the fact that the mountain men didn't trust him and were quite hostile towards him, everyone wouldn't have been able to watch the spectacle for long.
At this moment, he spoke directly to the heart of the matter, without uttering a single unnecessary word.
The village chief grunted in agreement and turned his gaze to the man from the mountains.
The village chief served in the army and held a minor leadership position when he was young. If he hadn't been seriously injured and had to retire, and hadn't returned to his hometown to avoid causing trouble for the organization, he wouldn't have remained just a minor village chief.
When he frowned, he became quite authoritative.
At this moment, his sharp, eagle-like eyes looked at the mountain man, and the mountain man's fierce and aggressive demeanor immediately subsided. He shrank his neck, lowered his head, and stammered, "Yesterday, he came to our village and asked me if I wanted a wife. Of course I did! He asked how much dowry I wanted. I could only offer ten yuan."
"He said ten yuan is fine, anyway, his family is an idiot, and he told me to come early today to pick up my wife."
He pointed at Boss Zheng.
"After I picked up my wife, she was drugged. When I woke up, well, well..."
The mountain man couldn't bring himself to say it; he was filled with grief and indignation.
That person who harmed others was so malicious; how could anyone act like that?
He probably won't dare to find a wife again, for fear of being harmed again.
"Anyway, it was his family that harmed me. Our village is far away, it takes three hours to walk here, and he's the only person I know here. No one else would harm me."
As he spoke, he grew bolder. "My family has saved up for many years, and we've only managed to save a little over ten yuan. This ten yuan is all we have. After we get married, the whole family will have to sleep with our bellies tied. He even dares to cheat us out of this little bit of money. Village chief, tell me, shouldn't he be beaten?"
"I'm not getting married, give me back my ten yuan."
After that period of time passed, the men in the mountains were no longer so ashamed and indignant.
The village is far away from their remote mountain village, so once he returns, this matter won't affect him.
All he wants now is to go back.
The village chief immediately knew what was going on.
Old Master Zheng actually wanted to marry Zheng Erya off to someone in the mountains.
Their village is already miserable enough; the mountains are ten times worse. If Er Ya marries into that village, she'll never be able to leave again.
That's truly heartless.
Sometimes, jackals are one's closest relatives.
The village chief, with a stern face, said to Zheng Laoda, "Return the ten yuan."
Old Zheng felt around but couldn't find any money. He looked distressed and said, "The money is gone."
The mountain man glared at him angrily: "Are you trying to renege on your debt?"
As he spoke, he clenched his fist.
Someone in the village laughed loudly, "If they don't have money, they can marry his father off to pay off the debt."
As soon as he said that, everyone in the village burst into laughter.
Zheng Nanle couldn't help but suppress his laughter.
That's really a sharp tongue.
The village chief turned around but couldn't see who was speaking. However, he saw Xie Ronghua, who always liked to shirk his duties, mixed in with the crowd and guessed that it was him.
He glared at Xie Ronghua.
The mountain man was frightened and said, "I don't want to."
"Zheng Er's wife, go and get ten yuan," the village chief said to Old Lady Zheng in the crowd.
Grandma Zheng didn't want to go; she had to give him ten yuan before the money even reached her hands.
But Old Man Zheng stared at her menacingly, and Old Lady Zheng didn't dare to linger, running home like a rabbit.
Old Zheng now had only one thought in mind: to end this farce as soon as possible.
Even with his thick skin and disregard for the stares of others, he couldn't resist the urge to find a quiet place to think things through.
Zheng Nanle was disappointed.
I knew the village chief was there, so the farce wouldn't last long.
Whether it was Er Ya's account or what she saw with her own eyes, this village chief handled things very cleanly and efficiently.
The mountain man took ten yuan, picked up his basket, and ran away without looking back. The remaining villagers and educated youth were driven to the fields by the village chief.
From the arrival of the village chief to the resolution of the matter, it took less than half an hour.
Zheng Nanle regretfully jumped down from the rice stack and returned to the Zheng family home. She used a wire to pry open the room of Old Lady Zheng's house. First, she took the eighty yuan dowry money given by the Xie family. (After what had happened, Old Man Zheng wasn't stupid. He would definitely guess that she was the one who did it. The two of them would completely break off their relationship. There was no need to keep the eighty yuan here to appease Old Man Zheng and his wife.) Then, she replaced the thin quilt with some reeds in Zheng Erya's room with the good cotton quilt that Old Lady Zheng had collected.
Although summer is approaching and we don't need quilts anymore, we should still plan ahead for winter. The quilt in Er Ya's room isn't even made of substandard cotton; it won't keep us warm at all in winter.
In other words, Zheng Erya was young when she was young and managed to survive the cold, but she wasn't so lucky every year.
Zheng Nanle originally intended to take the two new cotton quilts that Old Lady Zheng had kept at the bottom of her trunk, but Zheng Erya strongly stopped her.
Those two quilts were the dowry that Old Lady Zheng prepared for Zheng Daya, also known as Zheng Yunxia. Zheng Yunxia will graduate from high school in two months. After graduating from high school, Zheng Yunxia will be a high school student, one of the few educated people in the village, so naturally she will not marry into the village.
The Zheng family planned to send her to the county after she graduated from high school, where her uncle would introduce her to a city man.
City people are particular; naturally, they can't marry empty-handed.
In an era of material scarcity, having two fine cotton quilts as part of a dowry was a sign of a daughter's deep affection.
Zheng Erya didn't want Zheng Nanle to take it, saying that Zheng Daya was the only person in the family who had never bullied her, and she didn't want to take her things.
Zheng Nanle remained noncommittal; she too was a beneficiary of the existing system.
Zheng Erya said she knew, but she could have bullied him, but she didn't.
Zheng Nanle was persuaded by these words.
Yes, it was possible but it wasn't; isn't that a form of kindness?
All the necessary items were taken from Old Lady Zheng's place, and Zheng Nanle picked up the savings book.
There was more than two thousand yuan in the savings account, of which eight hundred yuan had been deposited twelve years ago. Zheng Nanle estimated the time and guessed that it was a pension from Zheng Erya's biological father.
Further back, the monthly payments of several tens of yuan were very regular, and they must have been wages transferred from Zheng Nanle's biological father.
Zheng Nanle asked Zheng Erya, "Do you want to take all the money that belongs to your biological father?"
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