"Then why didn't you say it back then?" After a long time, Wuchuan finally found his voice.
"Speak," Aunt Cui sneered, "It has nothing to do with me in the first place, why should I explain? Besides, I'm a person who always does things instead of talking about them."
Upon hearing this, Wuchuan subconsciously thought of the hard work and fatigue of those years, and his face immediately turned bad.
Dachuan and his wife, who were about to raise an eyebrow and question the culprit, fell silent. Finally, Dachuan stood up and bowed to Aunt Cui. "Aunt Cui, I'm sorry for causing you trouble over the years. As your brother, I was wrong to do this. I apologize."
But Aunt Cui waved her hand nonchalantly, "No need to apologize. This matter ends here. From now on, we can go our separate ways."
"Okay, sorry to bother Aunt Cui," said Dachuan, and his wife supported the devastated Wuchuan on both sides as they left the educated youth site.
The conversation between the few people was not in low voices. Basically, everyone living in the front yard knew about it. As expected, for those who liked to share information, they couldn't wait to share this explosive news with Du Jiang while picking wild vegetables in the afternoon.
After hearing the whole story, Du Jiang didn't know where to start complaining. "So it was Wuchuan's mother who did that first, and then Aunt Cui retaliated. And the old village chief just had to watch the child of the person he once loved suffer."
"Ah, uh," Qian Meili scratched her hair and shook her head subconsciously, "From what Aunt Cui said, the other party didn't do anything, just watched."
"Something feels wrong," Yu Chunxiao and Du Jiang knew the same thing and immediately picked up a piece of soil and played with it in their hands. "It stands to reason that if you like someone, you should love them as well as everyone else. It's unreasonable for a scorekeeper to just watch someone get hurt."
"That's right," Luo Yue also expressed her opinion. "If you ask me, Aunt Cui probably didn't tell the truth. I honestly don't know you guys, but I feel that the two of them are a bit similar, especially their eyes."
"Similar," Du Jiang perked up and leaned closer to Luo Yue, whispering, "You really think they're similar."
Luo Yue nodded hesitantly. "Although it's wrong to talk about people behind their backs, don't you think Dachuan's uncles have been very strange over the years? Even if they've taken care of us, they've only taken care of Dachuan and his brothers. As for Wuchuan, they haven't taken care of him at all. Moreover, when Wuchuan got married, no one showed up. Instead, the old village chief showed up."
Gu Ruomei glanced around, and after making sure no one was around, she cautiously approached, muttering, "Wuchuan didn't dress up at the wedding, but later on, Sister Yingying's wedding was held at the educated youth camp, and I noticed that they both had the same eyes. Although there are many people in the world who look alike, in the village, especially when there are rumors about them having the same eyes, I feel uneasy."
Duan Yin and the others nodded in agreement. Du Jiang hesitated, "If Wuchuan doesn't know, Dachuan should know too."
"Dachuan was probably just a child back then," Qian Meili calculated the ages of the two and shook her head. "Forget it, it's someone else's family affair. Besides, the old village chief is not in the village anymore, so there's no point in talking about it."
"That's true," Yu Chunxiao said, unconcerned. "It has nothing to do with us anyway, so let's just go back to digging wild vegetables."
Returning to the main topic, the few of them dug wild vegetables without hesitation, and did not go home together until sunset.
As a person who loves to share, especially with his family, Du Jiang had no intention of hiding anything and shared the news immediately.
When the news came out, both the old couple of the Huo family and Du Siming were unable to react in time.
It took a while for Du Siming to swallow the steamed bun that he almost choked on. "This happened so many years ago, how did it get dug up again?"
"It's all because of Zuo Qingfeng. It sounds like Wuchuan wanted to do something to the old village chief at Du Yingying's wedding, but Zuo Qingfeng tipped him off and prevented him from doing so." Du Jiang added a chopstick of salad cucumber and chewed it with relish. "Although Wuchuan looks different from Sister Yingying, they have the same eyes. I always thought there was something similar, but I just remembered it now."
"Same eyes, that's rare." Seeing Du Jiang wanting to put down her chopsticks after a few tries, Mrs. Huo quickly scooped a spoonful of bone soup into her bowl and coaxed her softly, "Drink more, you don't have to be afraid of this."
Looking at the large pieces of bones in the bowl, Du Jiang was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He wanted to give it away, but everyone present quickly covered their bowls. Du Jiang could only digest it by himself.
"Perhaps we can start with the elders in the village, but they certainly won't tell of such scandals," Du Siming sighed. "It's really too long ago. Wuchuan's mother has been dead for ages. Even if there was evidence, it's probably almost gone by now."
"Yeah," Old Man Huo also sighed, "Fortunately, the village has been relatively stable in the past few years, so that person didn't do anything wrong. Otherwise, there would be a way to deal with him."
Unlike Du Siming and Old Man Huo, Du Jiang had his own ideas. "Uncle San, Grandpa, do you think Wuchuan has something in his hands? Today's incident has brought the matter to light. Aren't they afraid of it getting out?"
"Maybe Aunt Cui feels that she has nothing to fear from her own shadow," Du Siming guessed. Du Jiang disagreed. "Impossible. Aunt Cui is very good at hitting the snake at its weakest point, and she values her family very much. She would never do something that could easily cause rumors. Why do I feel like she didn't avoid people when she spoke? It was intentional."
Mrs. Huo: "No way, is she trying to spread the dirty laundry?"
"Maybe the other party did something that she couldn't tolerate." Du Siming narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, "I'll go to the town for a walk some other day."
Hearing this, everyone present looked at Du Siming, who shrugged disapprovingly. "It doesn't matter if he's causing trouble for me, but he shouldn't have let anyone steal Huo Ze's things and beat him up. That alone is a mortal enemy between him and me."
The angry young man's speech left the three people present speechless, especially Huo Ze's parents, the old couple of the Huo family, who were speechless.
"Uncle San, the old village chief has been quite well behaved in recent years. He shouldn't do anything tricky, right?" Du Jiang believed that the conflict between Du Siming and the old village chief was merely a transfer of power. Perhaps the old village chief did not like his position falling into the hands of an outsider when he left, so he asked his subordinates to find something for Du Siming to do.
"No, but that incident has never gone away for me."
Okay, seeing that Du Siming was holding a grudge, Du Jiang didn't intend to say anything. "Then be careful and remember that there are people protecting you behind you." However, in order to prevent Du Siming from doing anything irrational, Du Jiang still said something in advance.
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