"Hengheng!" Wen Qing called out urgently.
Ji Yanjun glanced at Hengheng and then handed him to Wen Qing: "Check if he's injured."
Wen Qing quickly hugged him and examined him. He was a chubby, soft little bundle, with a faint milky scent. Her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down: "Hengheng."
"Mom." Hengheng hugged Wenqing's neck tightly. "Mom, I missed you."
With tears welling up in her eyes, Wen Qing touched his chubby little body, checking him over and asking, "Hengheng, does your body hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt," Hengheng said in her childish voice.
"Did she hit you?" Wen Qing asked. "Where did she hit you?"
Hengheng shook her head, then covered her mouth with her little hand and pointed at Zhang Fangfang: "She covered my mouth like this, to stop me from crying, and pulled me."
Listening to Hengheng's intermittent speech, Wen Qing's tears streamed down her face. It was all because she hadn't taken good care of Hengheng that he was forced to utter a complete sentence in such a short time due to the shock and external forces. How scared he must have been at that moment.
Wen Qing sniffed.
"Mommy, don't cry." Seeing Wen Qing's tears, Hengheng reached out his chubby little hand to wipe Wen Qing's tears, and coaxed Wen Qing in the same way Wen Qing had coaxed him: "Mommy, don't cry."
Wen Qing became even more upset. She couldn't hold back her tears and sobbed softly on Heng Heng's little shoulder. Heng Heng, acting like an adult, patted Wen Qing's hair and said, "Mommy, don't cry, don't cry."
"Mm." Wen Qing nodded, but the crying did not stop.
Hengheng turned to look at Ji Yanjun.
Ji Yanjun reached out, put his arm around Wen Qing's shoulder, patted her shoulder and said, "Qingqing, Hengheng is alright now, don't cry."
"Mm," Wen Qing responded, then looked up.
At this moment, Gangzi had already untied Liang Wenhua's ropes and removed the gag from her mouth. As soon as Liang Wenhua had a chance, she lunged at Zhang Fangfang: "Zhang Fangfang, you..."
Before she could pounce, Gangzi grabbed her, saying, "Auntie!"
Zhang Fangfang snapped out of her daze and immediately took several steps back. Ji Yanjun, Gangzi, Wen Qing... how did they get here? How did they know she was here? Zhang Fangfang was panicked and scared. Even now, she didn't know at what point she had given herself away and let them find her. She took two more steps back.
The two men who had just been kicked away were already standing up, clutching their stomachs. There was another man standing next to Zhang Fangfang, who, seeing the large number of people outside the door, did not dare to make any rash moves.
"Zhang Fangfang," Gangzi called out.
Zhang Fangfang was startled and looked at Gangzi.
“We used to go to the same school, eat together, and have fun together. I never expected you to do something like this. Not only did you lie about Feng Qing, but Heng Heng is still a child. You are too cruel,” Gangzi said.
Zhang Fangfang's gaze swept over everyone before settling on Gangzi. She forced a smile and said, "Gangzi, what are you saying? I don't understand. I just brought Hengheng to my grandma's old house to play. Why are you all here? You startled me."
"Keep making things up! Keep making things up!" Gangzi said, "Auntie's hands were tied and stuffed with wads of cloth, and you're saying you were just playing with her grandson? Zhang Fangfang, how come I never knew you were this kind of person?"
Zhang Fangfang's face was extremely ugly, and she couldn't help but glance at Ji Yanjun.
Ji Yanjun's face was ashen. He didn't want to look at Zhang Fangfang again and said, "Let's go. We called the police before we came. Your behavior will be handled by the police. You can make up stories in front of the police later."
Zhang Fangfang's face turned ugly upon hearing this.
Ji Yanjun, Gangzi, and Zhang Fangfang still had some friendship. Although they had broken off relations, they hadn't completely severed ties. At least for now, they were still giving Zhang Fangfang a little bit of face.
However, Zhang Fangfang didn't want to continue. She couldn't keep up the act any longer. The moment Ji Yanjun turned around with Wen Qing and Hengheng in his arms, she shouted loudly, "Ji Yanjun!" startling everyone present.
Hengheng blinked, and Wen Qing patted his little head, saying, "It's okay, Mommy's here."
Ji Yanjun patted Hengheng's little head, then turned around and looked at Zhang Fangfang.
Zhang Fangfang looked at Ji Yanjun with tears in her beautiful eyes, as if the tears were welling up from the deepest part of her heart, expressing love, grievances, and unwavering devotion until death.
Ji Yanjun immediately frowned, but his face remained calm as he asked, "What is it?"
Zhang Fangfang was taken aback. She hadn't expected that Ji Yanjun would be completely unmoved by her show of weakness. Even if he were to consider their friendship, he should have shown some reaction to her current miserable state, since she hadn't hurt his son. But all she saw on his face was disgust and impatience.
Think back to his past "impatience" with Wen Qing. Even when Wen Qing chattered around him, or even got angry and argued with him, or threw things at him, he frowned and showed his impatience. But his impatience with Wen Qing was completely different from his impatience with her. The former was full of love and affection, while the latter was heartless and ungrateful. Love and indifference were clearly distinct.
She suddenly wanted to laugh. It turned out that from the very beginning, Ji Yanjun had only liked and loved Wen Qing. As for her, it was respect, or perhaps appreciation because she was sensible. Now, nothing was left, absolutely nothing.
Zhang Fangfang gritted her teeth secretly. She hated it, she hated it intensely. What did it matter if someone liked her or loved her? How many couples in this society truly married because of love? In the end, it was all about matchmakers and social standing. She and Ji Yanjun were clearly a better match, but it was all because Wen Qing came along. If it weren't for Wen Qing, she would already be married to Ji Yanjun. Ji Yanjun was responsible and capable, his mother and sister were easy to fool, and his father was irresponsible. She would definitely be very happy and never have to worry about food or clothing if she married him.
Instead of being married to Li Chuanli, who is younger than her, Li Chuanli's family has no skills other than getting rich overnight. He always looks down on her, while she has to work hard for the business. Li Chuanli is also an incompetent good-for-nothing. Besides eating and drinking, he can't resist pretty girls. He is not even a tenth as good as Ji Yanjun!
It was all because of Wen Qing that she gradually went astray, and now she had no way out. She looked at Ji Yanjun and asked, "Are you really going to hand me over to the police?"
"Right and wrong will be judged fairly," Ji Yanjun said.
"Stop giving me that official talk! Ji Yanjun! You just want to kill me!" Zhang Fangfang practically shouted.
Ji Yanjun raised an eyebrow: "Did I ask you to make counterfeit products? Did I ask you to kidnap my son? Did I ask you to abuse my mother?"
Zhang Fangfang was speechless when asked the question.
“You should bear the consequences of your own actions, Gangzi, Mom, let’s go,” Ji Yanjun said.
"Okay," Gangzi replied.
Liang Wenhua glared fiercely at Zhang Fangfang, wishing he could smash her to death with a brick!
“What if I don’t take responsibility!” Zhang Fangfang suddenly shouted.
Ji Yanjun glanced at the three men beside Zhang Fangfang. Two of the men were injured, and the third man didn't want to fight at all. Putting aside how powerful Ji Yanjun and Gangzi's kicks were just now, whether they were trained fighters or not, the four men beside Ji Yanjun alone were no match for them.
Ji Yanjun ignored Zhang Fangfang and put his arm around Wen Qing, saying, "Let's go, Zhou Xu will be here soon, let him handle things."
"Okay." Wen Qing nodded.
"Dad!" Hengheng shouted in a loud voice.
Ji Yanjun smiled and reached out to touch his chubby face: "Dad's here." Ji Yanjun then escorted Wen Qing and Hengheng towards the courtyard.
Gangzi said to Liang Wenhua, "Auntie, let's go."
Liang Wenhua, still staring at Zhang Fangfang, asked, "What about them?"
"Let those three brothers keep an eye on things; the police will be here soon," Gangzi said.
“Let them go to jail! How dare they kidnap my grandson!” Liang Wenhua cursed.
Gangzi didn't reply. Whether or not he would go to jail was up to the police. He simply said, "Then let's leave the yard, Auntie."
Liang Wenhua still stared fiercely at Zhang Fangfang, as if afraid she would run away.
Gangzi's three friends stayed behind to watch over Zhang Fangfang and the others. One of them said, "Let's go, the police will be here soon."
Zhang Fangfang's face was already deathly pale. She had shouted loudly, but no one paid any attention to her. She was no longer a threat. She couldn't escape or resist. She could only go along with them. But she was unwilling to accept it. She was unwilling to accept it!
Just then, a unified voice suddenly rang out: "Run!"
Zhang Fangfang was startled and turned around to see the three men behind her suddenly leap out like arrows from a bow, rushing towards the two fences.
With a whoosh, one or three people smashed through the fence made of corn stalks and jumped over it.
"Chase!" Gangzi's three friends immediately gave chase.
At the same time, car horns sounded in the village, followed by shouts from several men outside the courtyard: "Chase them! Chase them all!" This was followed by a chaotic sound of footsteps, even accompanied by the sound of fists hitting flesh and cries of pain.
Hengheng opened his eyes wide in fright and looked around quickly. Wen Qing immediately hugged him tightly and said, "Hengheng, it's okay, it's okay."
"Yanjun, Zhou Xu is here," Gangzi said. "He caught a man."
"Hmm." Ji Yanjun responded and looked out of the courtyard with Gangzi. He had one arm around Wen Qing's shoulder, afraid that the two men who were running around might suddenly bump into Wen Qing and Hengheng. He glanced back at Zhang Fangfang and saw that she was also stunned. He then turned to Gangzi and said, "Gangzi, protect my mom."
"good."
Several people, including Zhang Fangfang, noticed the mess outside the fenced yard.
Zhang Fangfang was extremely nervous at this moment. Several thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant: run? escape? hide? No matter which one it was, she rejected it in a flash.
She couldn't run away, she couldn't escape, and even if she hid, she would be caught. She was getting more and more nervous. She couldn't escape. The country was cracking down on counterfeits, and her factory had just happened to be caught in the crossfire. She was caught red-handed. She couldn't escape. In addition, she had also kidnapped Hengheng and Liang Wenhua. The police officers had arrived.
One manufactures counterfeit and shoddy products, the other commits kidnapping—will she ever get out of prison? Even if she gets out after a few years, not only will she be unable to make a living, but Li Chuanli's mother will definitely not let her go. Thinking this, she became even more afraid. As she feared, a nameless courage arose in her heart—the courage to destroy everything. This courage defeated her reason, her morality, and her concerns, faintly revealing a sense of impending destruction. Yes, that's right, it was pleasure, the pleasure of impending mutual destruction.
Her gaze settled, fixed on Hengheng. Hengheng was truly beautiful, fair-skinned and chubby, with long eyelashes, like a little doll that had stepped out of a New Year's painting. Even Liang Wenhua doted on her, and Ji Yanjun and Wen Qing liked her even more.
If this child is lost, will Wen Qing go crazy? After all, it was born after ten months of pregnancy, it's so cute and clever, and you get attached to a dog after raising it for more than a year, let alone a child.
Thinking this, Zhang Fangfang felt a surge of evil energy throughout her body, prompting her to pick up a brick from the ground amidst the constant noise outside the fenced yard, and quickly approach Wen Qing and Hengheng. Looking at Hengheng's little head, she imagined whether Wen Qing would immediately go crazy if she threw the brick.
Yes, definitely!
Wen Qing, Wen Qing, I'm going to make you taste what it's like to lose your most beloved!
Zhang Fangfang gritted her teeth, used all her strength, gripped a brick, and fiercely smashed it down on Hengheng's little head.
"Watch out!" Gangzi suddenly shouted.
At the critical moment, Ji Yanjun swiftly used his right arm to pull Wen Qing and Heng Heng into his arms at the same time. The brick grazed his arm and fell down with a "thud".
Whether it was because all three men had been arrested, or because everyone had seen Liang Wenhua holding a brick and smashing Zhang Fangfang's head until it bled, the courtyard suddenly fell silent.
Ji Yanjun turned around.
Wen Qing looked up.
Gangzi opened his eyes wide.
Zhou Xuleng stood outside the courtyard.
...
All eyes were on the blood flowing down Zhang Fangfang's head, then slowly shifted to Liang Wenhua. A brick in Liang Wenhua's hand fell to the ground with a "thud," and she took two steps back in terror.
Ji Yanjun quickly released Wen Qing and strode towards Liang Wenhua: "Mom."
Liang Wenhua turned pale with fright and grabbed Ji Yanjun's hand, saying, "Yanjun, Yanjun, she wanted to kill Hengheng, she wanted to kill Hengheng, that's why I hit her, Yanjun, I didn't mean to." Seeing the blood streaming down Zhang Fangfang's head, Liang Wenhua was terrified and could barely speak.
"Mom, Mom, calm down, calm down." Ji Yanjun turned to Gangzi and said, "Gangzi, let's go, let's get Zhang Fangfang to the hospital first."
"good."
The moment Zhang Fangfang collapsed, Gangzi caught her, picked her up, and carried her out of the yard.
At this moment, Zhou Xu came up.
Ji Yanjun released Liang Wenhua and said, "Zhou Xu."
Zhou Xu said with a serious expression, "I'm afraid I'll have to take your mother away first."
Ji Yanjun: "Okay, I'll go in a bit too."
Upon hearing this, Liang Wenhua immediately grabbed Ji Yanjun's arm, her voice trembling, "Yanjun, Yanjun..."
"Mom, don't worry. Go with the police officer first, and I'll come see you in a bit. Don't worry," Ji Yanjun said.
At this moment, Liang Wenhua was completely at a loss. She had been staring at Zhang Fangfang the whole time, and she really wanted to kill Zhang Fangfang because Zhang Fangfang had hit her, torn her hair, tied her up here, and even tied up her grandson. She really wished Zhang Fangfang was dead.
So, she kept her eyes on Zhang Fangfang. When she saw Zhang Fangfang carrying a brick and rushing straight towards Hengheng, she didn't think twice. Driven by anger, she picked up a brick and followed after her, smashing Zhang Fangfang with the brick until she bled.
Making a mistake can happen in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, she realized her mistake and obediently followed Zhou Xu, turning back to say, "Yanjun, you must come to see Mom."
"Yes," Ji Yanjun said cautiously.
As Liang Wenhua followed Zhou Xu, he turned and glanced at Wen Qing.
Wen Qing looked at her calmly, then she looked at her chubby grandson. The grandson glanced at her and then snuggled into Wen Qing's arms. Liang Wenhua sadly followed Zhou Xu into the police car.
The group dispersed in a flash, leaving the villagers of Hutai Village looking at Ji Yanjun and Wen Qing with expressions of shock.
Ji Yanjun and Wen Qing looked as if they had suffered a great disaster. Their faces still showed signs of the aftermath of the turmoil. When they saw the blood on the ground, they fell silent.
"Let's go," Ji Yanjun said. "I'll take you back to Shuiwan Village first."
"Mm." Wen Qing nodded.
Amidst the chatter of the villagers in Hutai Village, the two got into a car and left Hutai Village, heading towards Shuiwan Village.
The two remained calm for a while before speaking.
Wen Qing asked, "Will Mom be alright?"
Ji Yanjun paused for a moment before replying, "After you all go home, I'll go visit Zhou Xu in Nanzhou."
"Okay," Wen Qing said.
“Mom.” At this moment, Hengheng, who was sitting to the side, spoke up. When Wen Qing saw Zhang Fangfang bleeding, she covered Hengheng’s eyes, so Hengheng did not see it.
"Hmm? What's wrong?" Wen Qing asked gently.
"Hungry," Hengheng pouted and said, "I want meat."
Hearing the lively little voice again, Ji Yanjun and Wen Qing couldn't help but smile. No matter what, the worst hadn't happened, so everything would be easier from now on.
“We’ll eat it when we get back to Grandma’s house, okay?” Wen Qing said.
Hengheng turned her head, opened her eyes wide, looking exceptionally cute, and pouted her little mouth: "Eat, big, meat."
Wen Qing smiled and touched his soft face: "Okay, let's eat big chunks of meat."
"Um."
"Once we arrive at Shuiwan Village, have Liangliang invite a doctor over to give Hengheng a full check-up. You should stay with him closely for the next couple of days, so he doesn't get too shaken up and not recover properly," Ji Yanjun added.
Wen Qing also had this idea, so she nodded and said, "Okay."
As soon as Ji Yanjun arrived at Shuiwan Village in his car, Yao Shiling, Wen Peng, and others rushed up to him.
"Hengheng, Hengheng".
"Hengheng".
"We found Hengheng! Where did you find her?"
"Hengheng".
"..."
Wen Qing carried Hengheng out and explained with a smile, "It's nothing, it's nothing. Hengheng just ran onto the main road and was taken to the county town. We found him with the help of the police."
A group of simple villagers easily believed it, expressing their gratitude to heaven and earth, and telling Yao Shiling to be more careful next time she took her children, while also scolding their own children.
Then Wen Qing carried Hengheng and returned to the Wen family compound with Yao Shiling, while Ji Yanjun drove to Nanzhou City.
After returning home, Wen Qing asked Yao Shiling to boil a pot of water and stripped Hengheng naked. While bathing Hengheng, Wen Qing told Yao Shiling about what had happened, which frightened Yao Shiling so much that she couldn't speak and her eyes turned red.
"Mom, it's alright, it's alright." Wen Qing said, "It's not your fault. It's impossible to guard against a thief."
Yao Shiling still felt guilty.
"Oh no, I'm hungry," Hengheng said, sitting in the bathtub. "Grandma, I'm hungry."
Wen Qing smiled and said, "Mom, it's alright. Why don't you cook us something to eat?"
"Okay, okay," Yao Shiling replied repeatedly.
“Annoying, chubby.” Hengheng said, tilting his head up.
"Okay, okay, okay, I'll make you some meat." Yao Shiling wiped away her tears and went out.
While giving Hengheng a bath, Wen Qing checked his body. There were bruises on his chubby little arms, probably from Zhang Fangfang pulling him, and two bruises on his knees, probably from falling while walking unsteadily. There were no other bruises.
Wen Qing lovingly dressed him, held him in her arms, kissed his little face, and asked, "Hengheng, are you scared?"
Hengheng seemed to have completely forgotten what had just happened, blinking as she looked at Wen Qing.
Wen Qing smiled and asked gently, "You and your grandma were kidnapped by bad guys, and you cried."
Hengheng stared at her fingers: "I cried, um, I was scared."
"Tell your mom, what were you afraid of back then?"
"Fear, fear, woof woof." Fear woof woof.
Wen Qing: "..."
"Black, that, house, there, woo..." means that the tiled house is very dark, and there might be wooing sounds, which means ghosts and monsters.
Wen Qing's sad mood was stirred up by Heng Heng. When she tried to comfort Heng Heng again, Heng Heng was already calling for Rou Rou, saying that he was starving.
After finishing their meal and waiting a while longer, Wen Liang invited the doctor over to give Hengheng a thorough examination. Only after confirming that everything was alright did Wen Qing feel completely relieved. Afterward, Wen Qing discussed Hengheng's psychological issues with the doctor.
The doctor said that every child's psychological capacity is different, and children's minds are different from adults'. Adults understand the seriousness of the matter and are very fearful, but in the eyes and mind of children, it may just be a casual chat.
"Will this kind of thing cause him psychological trauma?" Wen Qing asked.
The doctor glanced at Hengheng, who was playing with other children, and said, "There shouldn't be any psychological trauma, but you should observe him for another two days."
"Okay." Wen Qing nodded.
Hengheng ate and slept as usual all afternoon, but in the evening, he stopped playing and hugged Wenqing's neck tightly, saying, "Mommy, it's dark, woof."
Wen Qing was fine as soon as she held him; it seems Hengheng was just scared of the dark.
"Don't be afraid, Mommy's here." Wen Qing held Hengheng the whole time, even during dinner. Yao Shiling never spoiled her child, so she didn't say anything. After dinner, she said to Wen Qing, "How about I call his soul back tonight when he goes to sleep?"
"Calling back the soul? Does it even work?" Wen Qing didn't really believe in this superstitious method of "calling back the soul." She preferred to believe that Hengheng would become less afraid as he grew older.
“Yes, of course it’s useful,” Yao Shiling insisted.
Wen Qing had no choice but to go along with her, and after coaxing her for a while, she handed Hengheng over to Yao Shiling.
A short while later, Ji Yanjun called and asked, "How is Hengheng?"
"The doctor came this afternoon, and everything is fine," Wen Qing replied.
"That's good."
Wen Qing then asked, "How's the situation on your end?"
Ji Yanjun was silent for a moment before saying, "Zhang Fangfang has injured her brain and hasn't woken up yet. When she does wake up, she will definitely be different from a normal person."
What do you mean by "slightly different"?
"It's not quite clear yet. The doctor gave an example, like nerve damage."
"What about Mom?" Wen Qing asked again.
Ji Yanjun was clearly troubled, and his tone became much lower: "At best, they'll have to pay compensation; at worst, they'll face imprisonment. It all depends on Zhang Fangfang's situation and intentions. Of course, Zhang Fangfang will also be punished."
After listening, Wen Qing thought for a while. Judging from Ji Yanjun's tone, she could tell that things were not optimistic. However, no matter how pessimistic things were, the consequences were of their own making, and they had to face them.
Zhang Fangfang is malicious. Liang Wenhua is not only malicious, but also intolerant of being wronged. Today's incident was partly about Liang Wenhua protecting Hengheng, but more importantly, it was about her own revenge. However, she didn't expect to go so far and suffer a great loss.
Speaking of which, although everyone's life was not wealthy in that era, Liang Wenhua was fortunate to be born into a well-off family. She was loved by her parents at home, and when she grew up, she married Ji Yousheng. Ji Yousheng had a good personality and treated her well. He worked in a factory and earned money, so their lives were better than most people's. A few years later, Ji Yanjun was born. Ji Yanjun was smart and sensible from a young age and rarely stayed by her side. When she went to middle school, she lived at school. At that time, Ji Yanjun began to think about making money. She earned money by repairing flashlights, radios, record players, etc. Later, she didn't even let her family pay for her tuition and gave money to her family to spend. Gradually, she made a lot of money. It can be said that Liang Wenhua never suffered a loss in her life.
That's why we suffered a huge loss this time.
Wen Qing secretly felt that it was good for Liang Wenhua to learn a lesson. After all, when she got older, she would still be wicked and unable to tolerate being bullied, and might even make a bigger mistake.
I just hope the lessons learned are within everyone's acceptable range.
Although Wen Qing thought this way, she didn't say it to Ji Yanjun. After all, Liang Wenhua was his biological mother. She changed the subject and asked, "Have you eaten?"
"No," Ji Yanjun replied.
"Let's go out and get something to eat."
"Gangzi went to buy it."
Wen Qing brought the topic back: "Yanjun, the law is fair. Who is right and who is wrong, and what the score is, they have a set number to give. Don't worry too much."
"Yes, I know."
Wen Qing was silent for a moment before asking, "Have you been smoking?"
"Um."
"Stop smoking, Hengheng doesn't like the smell of smoke."
"Okay." Ji Yanjun on the other end immediately stubbed out his cigarette.
Wen Qing continued, "Hengheng and I are waiting for you at home."
"Um."
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