Qiao Wanyue carried a hoe and walked to Zhou Wenwen's side.
He silently began hoeing the ground.
Zhou Wenwen looked down at her impatiently, "Hurry up and finish. I'm telling you, this whole bunch of grass is yours. Finish it quickly, or I'll tell the brigade leader you're slacking off."
Bang
The next second, the hoe went straight for Zhou Wenwen's forehead.
Instantly, blood gushed out.
Zhou Wenwen screamed, clutched her head, spun around in place, and cried loudly.
The people around weren't scared by the blood, but they were scared by Zhou Wenwen's scream.
Zhou Wenwen was covered in blood and was spinning around frantically.
"Qiao Wanyue, you killed someone."
Qiao Wanyue suddenly realized what was happening and pretended to be surprised, saying, "Wenwen, how could you be so careless? What happened to your head? Why are you bleeding? Quick, get her to a big hospital, or she'll die."
Everyone immediately put down their hoes, thinking that Zhou Wenwen was about to die.
When he got to Zhou Wenwen's side, he saw a wound the size of a fingertip and his face immediately turned cold.
It's just a wound, why make such a fuss?
For any injuries, big or small, on the hands and arms of working people that are not life-threatening, they would use some hemostatic herbs found in the fields—green, thorny herbs with purple flowers—crushed and applied to the skin.
Kind-hearted villagers found some and prepared to apply it to Zhou Wenwen.
But Zhou Wenwen wouldn't have it, pointing at Qiao Wanyue, "This is all your doing, hurry up and take me to the hospital."
Qiao Wanyue looked completely innocent. "Wenwen, I was hoeing the ground just now. You were standing in front of me, so I didn't see you standing there."
She spoke with a sense of grievance.
The people around couldn't stand it anymore either, "Wenwen, it's just a wound, you can just put some herbal medicine on it, why make such a fuss?"
Zhou Wenwen cursed, "If it's not your wound, of course it doesn't hurt!"
The older sister-in-law who was scolded meant well, but ended up being scolded by Zhou Wenwen.
She was immediately displeased and sneered at Zhou Wenwen, "The blow you gave Wanyue on the head this morning was much more serious than this. Your wound will heal by the time you get to the hospital."
Zhou Wenwen was taken aback.
The events of the morning resurfaced in her mind.
That morning, she deliberately hit Qiao Wanyue with a hoe, and a mouth the size of a bowl immediately appeared on her forehead. Qiao Wanyue fainted on the spot, and someone said they would take her to the town hospital.
What did she say?
"What's with the fuss? It's just a touch. It's just the typical capitalist girl's problem."
Immediately, no one dared to touch Qiao Wanyue.
I'm terrified of being labeled a "prostitute," that would be a disaster.
After she woke up, she was mocked a few more times. Qiao Wanyue seemed to have lost her soul and said a few crazy things. She endured it until she finished work. Even though the wound on her head had scabbed over, she didn't mention going to the hospital.
She is taking revenge.
Qiao Wanyue was seeking revenge.
Zhou Wenwen and Qiao Shanshan were high school classmates.
Zhou Wenwen wasn't as lucky as Qiao Shanshan. She didn't have a father who was the brigade leader, and after graduation, she wasn't assigned a job or passed the exam for a secure government position. She could only go back to the countryside to work, but she often slacked off and tried to cheat.
He was often assigned to the same group as Qiao Wanyue and would direct her work.
She reaped the benefits without lifting a finger.
Zhou Wenwen was furious.
She dared not say anything more.
It's a fact that I hit Qiao Wanyue this morning, and now that brat has realized it.
She covered her forehead, furious but unable to speak, "Qiao Wanyue, I will not let you get away with this."
Qiao Wanyue curled her lips into a smile.
He kicked her right in the heart.
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