Chapter Eleven Fu Qingye: That night, I was the one who wronged you!
“I just checked. Given Aunt Liu’s height, it’s impossible for her hair to get tangled in the tree branch by itself.”
“I also heard that you gave Aunt Liu a hug when you heard her gossiping. I don’t think you’re the kind of person who repays evil with kindness.”
"And your methods of inciting the crowd and using their strength against them were not clever at all! Aunt Liu won't let this go easily. After she goes back to sleep and figures out what happened, she'll hate you even more. This kind of woman is very difficult to deal with!"
"Good luck, my dear... sister-in-law!" This was the first time Fu Qingchen had called Rong Nanxi "sister-in-law," and it was obvious that he was doing it on purpose.
Fu Qingchen wore a gloating smile on her face, then turned and left after speaking.
Rong Nanxi raised an eyebrow. This younger brother-in-law was indeed clever; he kept his eyes on her the whole time!
Fu Qingchen is right. Her methods are indeed not sophisticated, but in this era without surveillance, as long as they work, that's enough!
Rong Nanxi leisurely strolled back to a small brick house at the educated youth settlement.
This room was built by Fu Qingye two months ago when she returned to Bafang Village, refusing to share a large dormitory with the educated youth or go back to the Rong family. It's about 20 square meters, which is quite spacious for one person.
After many years, Rong Nanxi felt a little unfamiliar with everything. After getting used to everything, she washed her feet and then prepared to go to sleep.
I'm really tired today.
Just as I lay down to turn off the light, there was a knock at the door.
Rong Nanxi immediately became wary. Villages were not safe in this era; there were plenty of thugs and ruffians.
In her past life, she was extremely unpopular in the village. Why would anyone come looking for her, especially in the middle of the night!
Until that familiar voice rang out: "It's me!"
Rong Nanxi breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door, and sure enough, there was that familiar and handsome face. Recalling everything that had happened today, she couldn't help but hug him.
The familiar scent calmed Rong Nanxi's heart.
But the next second, she was pushed away.
Meeting those clear eyes that held a hint of grievance, Fu Qingye subconsciously explained, "I just came back from hunting rabbits, and I'm dirty."
"You're up in the mountains hunting rabbits so late?" Rong Nanxi asked in surprise.
The man grunted in response, then looked Rong Nanxi up and down to make sure she was alright before saying, "I've heard about Aunt Liu's situation. Her brother is just a janitor at the county bureau, not a policeman, so you don't need to worry!"
After saying that, he added, "Even if it is, it doesn't matter!"
Rong Nanxi paused for a moment, then nodded.
She hadn't taken it to heart at all.
What she really cares about is something else.
"That marriage application..."
The man lowered his eyes, his voice seemingly calm and even, but his clenched fists betrayed his true feelings.
"That night, I was wrong to you!"
"I'll give you time to think about the marriage application."
After saying that, Fu Qingye turned and left.
Rong Nanxi was stunned for a moment, her lips twitching.
Clearly, the man didn't take her words to heart and didn't believe she intended to settle down with him.
They might even suspect that she has ulterior motives.
Rong Nanxi clicked her tongue, turned off the light, and fell asleep shortly afterward.
Of all things under heaven, sleeping is the most important.
Besides, she's carrying several babies, so she can't afford to be shortchanged.
As for Fu Qingye? He can't escape her; she'll be hers sooner or later. What's the rush?
Outside, the man's tall figure stood, his eyes fixed on the house where the lights had been turned off, a bitter smile playing on his lips.
It seems she never really cared about him.
If Shen Yuanzhi were to come tonight, she would probably be so excited that she wouldn't be able to sleep all night.
The tall figure disappeared into the night.
The rooster crowed, and Rong Nanxi suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze sweeping over her surroundings: mottled walls, dilapidated tables and chairs…
Only then did he come to his senses, realizing he had been reborn.
Rong Nanxi changed into comfortable clothes and went out to start her morning exercise.
This was a habit she developed after studying medicine; otherwise, she wouldn't have lived to be eighty.
The material isn't as comfortable as sportswear from later generations, but given the limitations of the era, we'll have to make do for now.
Considering she was pregnant, Rong Nanxi planned to walk along the mountain first, take a stroll, get some exercise, and gather some herbs for any eventuality.
In her previous life, she had rarely been to the back mountain of Bafang Village. This was her first time climbing the mountain, and she never expected there to be so many Chinese medicinal herbs on it...
Honeysuckle, houttuynia cordata, purslane, thistle, and Panax notoginseng are all good things.
It was still dark when Rong Nanxi was walking carefully along the mountain path. Suddenly, a hand emerged from the bushes beside her and grabbed her ankle, startling her.
"Help, help me..."
A faint voice rang out, and Rong Nanxi parted the bushes to find a humanoid creature lying on the ground in a strange posture.
"Save me! If you save me, from this day forward I will follow your lead!"
Rong Nanxi's brow twitched.
Judging from her speaking style... Mu Qingxin?
Upon closer inspection, it was indeed the clothes from last night, but now they were stained with a lot of dirt and blood.
Rong Nanxi felt her pulse and glanced at her briefly, and had a rough guess in his mind.
Did he encounter a tiger in the middle of the night? That's impressive; he managed to escape unscathed with only minor injuries.
The reason she was in such a sorry state was because Mu Qingxin's foot got caught in an animal trap. The unlucky girl probably stepped on it while going down the mountain.
Wow, that's fierce! Daring to go up the mountain alone in the middle of the night to hunt a tiger! Amazing! Could it be that he was testing how powerful he is?
Rong Nanxi sighed, rubbed the small thistle a bit, and pressed it directly onto Mu Qingxin's bleeding ankle. "You're lucky. The small thistle I just picked happens to be good for stopping bleeding."
Otherwise, by the time she saw the person and went to find herbs to stop the bleeding, Mu Qingxin would probably have already fainted from excessive blood loss.
Upon hearing the sound, Mu Qingxin suddenly looked up. The instant she saw Rong Nanxi, she was filled with strength and immediately began to shrink back.
"Get away! Who asked you to save me? You sissy!"
Rong Nanxi: "???"
No, you don't study medicine, and you don't study language either? Is that how it's used?
Rong Nanxi: "You just said that if I save you, you'll be mine from now on!"
Mu Qing panicked: "I, I didn't say that! Stop talking nonsense! I'm a loyal friend! You treated my little brother like that, I won't listen to you!"
Rong Nanxi: "Oh!"
Rong Nanxi turned to leave.
Mu Qing became anxious, "Where are you going?"
Rong Nanxi: "If someone doesn't need my help, then they'll have to figure out how to get down the mountain themselves!"
Mu Qingxin watched Rong Nanxi's departing figure anxiously, but ultimately couldn't bring herself to ask him to come back and take her away.
Mu Qingxin lowered her head, looking somewhat dejected.
She knew it was wrong of her to break her promise, but martial arts is all about loyalty, and she could never betray her younger brother!
"Awooo—Awooo—"
The howls of wolves rose and fell, and the distance seemed to be getting closer and closer. Mu Qing panicked.
Although she is naturally strong, she can't stand up at all now. If she is surrounded by wolves, she may not be able to get down the mountain.
Fear and regret intertwined in her heart. Mu Qingxin picked up a branch and warily looked around, afraid that a wolf might suddenly jump out from somewhere.
Suddenly, his body was suspended in mid-air.
Mu Qingxin instinctively reached for a branch to hit it, but a faint fragrance wafted into her nose. Mu Qingxin looked down and saw that wicked woman!
Rong Nanxi!
She carried Mu Qingxin on her back with one hand and a basket of medicinal herbs in the other. The rising light shone on Rong Nanxi's face, making her look exquisitely beautiful, like a goddess of salvation.
Mu Qingxin suddenly felt that this woman might not be so bad after all.
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