In the end, Teacher Zhang admitted nothing.
He offered no resistance and obediently allowed himself to be handcuffed.
But as he put on the handcuffs, he looked at Ning Yuan and suddenly bared his teeth, revealing a ferocious smile that was completely different from his refined appearance.
"I'll remember you, little girl."
Before he could finish speaking, a fist suddenly slammed into his stomach.
The smile on Teacher Zhang's face immediately twisted, but the excruciating pain in his abdomen prevented him from making a sound.
The man's cold voice rang out above him: "You'd better remember me, after all..."
Cold sweat trickled down Teacher Zhang's forehead as she glared fiercely at the man who had somehow gotten into the car.
Rong Zhaonan glanced at him and said indifferently, "If I see you outside of prison, I'll send you straight to see Marx."
Teacher Zhang froze for a moment: "..."
He subconsciously felt that the man in front of him was simply stating a fact, not threatening him.
"Get out of the car! How dare you threaten a brave citizen!" Wang Zhihe kicked him without hesitation and, along with his colleagues, forced the man off the vehicle.
Ning Yuan felt a warm feeling in her heart as she watched Rong Zhaonan's retreating figure.
A short while later, the flight attendant brought the Chen couple over, and with the help of the train police, they identified the child in Ning Yuan's arms.
After checking everything from the outer garment to the features on the body.
The couple, who had just taken the child from Ning Yuan's arms, knelt down with a thud and kowtowed to Wei Heng, Rong Zhaonan, and the others.
"Thank you so much, my benefactor!"
Wei Heng quickly helped the couple up and pointed to Ning Yuan: "She is the one who found your child and saved your child."
The couple in their thirties were about to kneel down again before Ning Yuan, and once more, in Mandarin mixed with Cantonese, they cried and kowtowed—
"Thank you so much, my savior! If it weren't for you, our Hao-zai would be missing!"
Ning Yuan quickly stopped them, but the couple from Guangzhou started asking for money again.
Ning Yuan naturally refused to accept the money, but the Chen couple acted as if they would cry and refuse to let go if she didn't take it.
Ning Yuan could only say helplessly, "We still have to go to the police station to give statements. Let's all have a meal together."
Seeing that Ning Yuan finally agreed to let them treat them to dinner, the couple stopped crying and started smiling.
...
Arriving at the railway police station, it was another ordeal.
This case is big, with many victims, but fortunately it's all the police's responsibility.
Ning Yuan had already completed most of her statements on the train, so there was no need to add any more.
Rong Zhaonan handed her a piece of clothing and helped her change out of the blood-stained clothes she was wearing: "I've booked a guesthouse for you near the military region."
Ning Yuan looked at him, her big eyes crinkling into crescents: "Okay, then I'll be able to see you and my older brother more often!"
Rong Zhaonan looked at her and gently curved the corners of his lips: "That's not necessarily true."
Although the two of them hadn't said anything inappropriate, the atmosphere between them made Wei Heng frown.
He rudely stepped between the two and looked at Ning Yuan: "Little sister, you need someone with you to ensure your safety, wherever you plan to go next."
Ou Minglang stood to one side, carrying his bag, his head bowed proudly, his feelings somewhat complicated—
So, he's no longer considered a person, but rather an accessory?
Ning Yuan coughed lightly: "Next, we're going to Gaodi Street to buy goods. Big brother, it would be great if you could come along if you have time."
Wei Heng was speechless. He frowned and looked at Rong Zhaonan.
Both he and Rong Zhaonan will be very busy with their upcoming schedules...
Rong Zhaonan was about to speak.
A strange Mandarin accent mixed with Cantonese rang out again: "What? My benefactor, are you going to Gaodi Street?"
Ning Yuan turned her head and saw the Chen couple in their thirties, holding their child, coming out of the police station and standing behind them.
Ning Yuan considered that none of the people around her, except for her eldest brother, spoke Cantonese.
She still spoke in Mandarin: "Yes, I'm here in Guangzhou to buy goods."
Carlos Chan hurriedly tried to speak in his Cantonese-speaking Mandarin: "My benefactor, our home... is our house—our home is... on Gaodi Street!!"
As he spoke, he looked at his wife: "Ah Xin, don't you think so... right?!"
It's so tiring! Mandarin is so hard to speak!
His wife, Liang Xin, also nodded in agreement.
Her Mandarin was relatively better: "Our ancestors lived on Gaodi Street, and everyone in the neighborhood knows us. We will definitely protect our benefactor!"
Ning Yuan was taken aback. No wonder.
Although the couple was thin, they were dressed quite stylishly, and they were actually local residents of the trendiest shopping area in Guangzhou!
Chan Ka-lok said earnestly in his broken Mandarin, "My benefactor, I dare not say anything else, but as long as you buy your goods on Gaodi Street, I will definitely help you and make sure you are not ripped off at the price!"
Liang Xin nodded, holding her child, "That's right, whatever goods our benefactor wants, as long as my husband and I can help find them, we'll definitely get them for you!"
Ning Yuan's mood was suddenly hard to describe, like a gloomy sky suddenly being blown by a southerly wind from who-knows-where.
The misfortunes and threats brought to her by "Teacher Zhang" and his gang of thugs seemed to have been blown away all at once.
The sky seems to have cleared up again.
She remembered an old saying: "Do good deeds and don't worry about the future."
As long as you have a clear conscience, how can you know that every good deed you do is not a new opportunity?
Even if it's not a new opportunity, it's still accumulating good karma for yourself. People with clear minds live longer!
Ning Yuan smiled brightly and nodded: "Okay, then I'll have to trouble you two!"
We needed to go to the military guesthouse to drop off our luggage first, and they had already arranged a welcome meal for us.
Ning Yuan politely declined the invitation from Chen Jiale and his wife to a lavish meal.
She took a note with their contact information and address, arranged to meet the next day, and then left with the car that came to pick up Rong Zhaonan and the others.
That guesthouse was near the back gate of the military region; it was quite clean.
Wei Heng, Rong Zhaonan, and the others dropped Ning Yuan and Ou Minglang off at the guesthouse and then left.
Ning Yuan waved to them and went up to the third floor with Ou Minglang to put their luggage away.
Ning Yuan went to the bathroom to take a shower and wash her hair, changed her clothes, and as she dried her hair, she went out and saw a figure on the bed.
Ning Yuan was startled: "You...you didn't leave?"
"Wei Heng was summoned by his superiors, so I came back." Rong Zhaonan calmly sat on the edge of the bed peeling fruit and gestured for her to sit down.
Ning Yuan sat down next to him, rested her head on his shoulder, and smiled, saying, "You're quite smart."
Rong Zhaonan stuffed a slice of pear into her mouth: "Are you really planning to go to Gaodi Street with Ou Minglang tomorrow?"
While eating the sweet pear, Ning Yuan nodded: "Don't worry, not only me and Ou Minglang, I've already sent a telegram to the village!"
The village had a bumper harvest, which was reported in the city newspaper. Sitang Village was hailed as the second Xiaogang Village, and the village party secretary was not criticized at all.
He and a group of villagers who supported his secret land redistribution went to the city and were awarded big red flowers.
"The old Party Secretary sent Sister Manhua and Brother Huazi to Guangzhou to work together!" Ning Yuan said with a smile, her happiness evident on her face.
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