The crying inside the door grew louder and louder.
Ye Wenshu slid down to the ground, leaning against the door, her face streaked with tears, feeling both resentful and aggrieved.
She came here with the passion to build up Heilongjiang Province, so how did it turn out like this?
It turns out that poor, remote areas really do breed unruly people!
The claim that Da Zhuang had seen her body is all fake!
Since arriving in Heilongjiang Province, she has suffered from acclimatization problems. Even though she felt sticky and uncomfortable, she never dared to take a bath.
It's freezing cold here, and if you catch a cold, there's not even a proper hospital.
She always wore a cotton-padded coat to bed at night, and never showed her underwear to anyone. How could Dazhuang have seen her body?
But her explanations were seen as nothing but sophistry by the villagers.
They only trusted their own people and didn't trust her, this educated youth from out of town, at all.
Ye Wenshu grew increasingly desperate. Dozens of people were blocking her door, forcing her to marry. Unless she died, she would eventually be tied up and taken to the village chief's house.
Trembling, she pulled out the rope she had hidden under the bed and slowly moved to the rafters.
Even if she dies today, she will never marry that liar peasant!
With a flick of her wrist, the rope landed perfectly on the beam, as if even the heavens were on her side.
Ye Wenshu stood up on the stool, her fingers trembling as she tied a knot in the rope, tears falling onto the back of her hand, icy cold.
Just as she hesitated, the village chief's wife's sharp curses came from outside the door again.
“Son! If she doesn’t want to marry you, fine! We won’t marry her either! Once this gets out, everyone in the surrounding villages will know she’s a slut. She dares to let men see her body before marriage; she’s probably trying to seduce you!”
These words were like a knife, completely severing Ye Wenshu's hesitation.
She tiptoed and stuck her neck into the noose.
"Bang!"
The stool fell to the ground with a dull thud.
At the same time, Jiang Linchuan finally pushed through the surrounding villagers, strode to the front, and coldly shouted, "Shut up!"
The village chief's wife's harsh expression froze instantly. Seeing Jiang Linchuan's military uniform, her tone softened, becoming somewhat ingratiating, "Commander Jiang? What brings you here? This is just a small family matter in our village..."
Jiang Linchuan ignored her and focused his gaze on the wooden door of the educated youth settlement. "Open the door. I'll handle this."
The educated youth outside the door exchanged glances, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly unlatched the door.
The next second, a scream pierced the sky.
"ah!"
"Ye Wenshu has hanged herself!"
Jiang Linchuan's expression changed drastically. He rushed in, and after assessing the situation, calmly ordered, "Two people, hold her legs! I'll cut the ropes!"
The two male educated youths next to her reacted very quickly, immediately rushing over to hug Ye Wenshu's legs and lifting her up a bit.
Jiang Linchuan drew the dagger from his waist, flicked his wrist, and with a flash of cold light, the rope snapped.
Another educated youth caught Ye Wenshu's limp upper body and carefully placed her on the ground.
Fortunately, she had only hanged herself not long ago; there were only red marks on her neck, and she was still conscious.
Fresh air rushed into her lungs, and Ye Wenshu coughed violently, tears streaming down her face.
She collapsed to the ground, her vision still blurry, and could only vaguely make out a tall figure squatting in front of her.
The man was wearing a crisp military overcoat with clean shoulder lines, and even his squatting posture was different from others.
He stretched out his hand, his five fingers clearly defined, and gently waved it in front of her eyes. "How many is this?"
Ye Wenshu's throat was dry and sore, but she subconsciously stared at the hand and answered in a hoarse voice, "Five..."
"Yes, I can tell the difference, it's not a big problem."
As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Wenshu's vision finally cleared up, and she was instantly met by a pair of deep eyes.
Those eyes were sharp, with the distinctive edge of a soldier.
The person before her had a sharp jawline and a high nose bridge. Even though his skin was somewhat dark, it did not diminish his imposing aura. He was like a god descending from the heavens, cutting through the darkness and coming to her in her most desperate moment.
Ye Wenshu's heart skipped a beat, and she even forgot to cough.
She recalled the novels she had brought with her, in which the heroines always met their destined partners in times of crisis.
Looking at the man before her, she suddenly felt that those stories might be true.
He was Jiang Linchuan, a military commander, who was the first person to rush in and save her when she was about to hang herself.
His voice, his eyes, the way he reached out his hand—all were etched into her heart, instantly reminding her of the scene that happened later in the book—a life-saving grace that led to a promise of marriage.
The villagers' clamor still lingered in her ears, and the comforting words of the educated youth came intermittently, but in Ye Wenshu's eyes, there was only this tall and upright figure.
This must be someone sent by heaven to save her.
Otherwise, why would it be him who appeared when he was at his most desperate?
Ye Wenshu lay on the ground, her fingers curling slightly as she stared unblinkingly at Jiang Linchuan's departing figure.
The villagers outside were dumbfounded when they saw this; they looked at each other in disbelief.
They only thought about forcing Ye Wenshu to marry, but they didn't expect this female educated youth to be so fierce and actually dare to commit suicide.
Jiang Linchuan's gaze returned to the village chief's wife at the door, his eyes icy.
At this moment, Xu Xinghe and the others finally arrived.
Xu Xinghe walked slowly, and Lian Xiao and Zhang Cishu deliberately followed her pace, so they naturally arrived a little late.
Lieutenant Wang had already figured out the situation at the door. When he saw them arrive, he quickly whispered the whole story to them.
Jiang Linchuan's voice was icy and firm: "Regardless of whether Dazhuang has seen Comrade Ye's body or not, she is an independent individual, not an object that you can force at will. No one can force her to do something she doesn't like."
Lieutenant Wang immediately chimed in, "That's right! Comrade Ye is an educated youth who came to support the countryside. Her parents are in the city. You're taking advantage of her family's absence to bully her like this. How can you live with yourselves? I heard everything you said just now. How can you do things like this? It's simply unreasonable!"
Seeing that Jiang Linchuan and Deputy Wang were on their side, the educated youth finally dared to speak out what they had been holding in their hearts.
“Dazhuang has never seen Hongying’s body! We lived in the same educated youth settlement as Hongying. She never took a bath, and she slept wrapped in a cotton-padded coat at night without even taking off her clothes. How could he have seen her?”
"Yes! Dazhuang is lying! He can't win Hongying's heart, so he makes up these lies to pressure her!"
The village chief's wife still tried to argue, sticking her neck out, "What if... what if she's not paying attention when you're not around, and my son sees her?"
Jiang Linchuan didn't waste words with her. He turned his gaze to Dazhuang, who was huddled in the crowd, and said in a tone full of pressure, "Tell me the truth, have you ever seen Comrade Ye's body?"
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