Chapter 116 Haystack
"Hey Lin, what are you doing so close to this crazy woman? Be careful or she might bite you."
Seeing that Ye Lin and Old Lady Cui were almost close to each other, Jin Fenglian hurriedly took two steps forward, pulled him over, hid behind her, and was on guard against Old Lady Cui like an old hen.
"Lin, what did you say to her just now?"
Ye Lin leaned out from behind Jin Fenglian, smiled at Old Lady Cui, and said to Jin Fenglian
"Nothing, just chatting with Aunt Cui about the fish porridge at home."
The Ye family was a little confused. Why did they talk about eating?
Her nephew/his grandson/young master wants to eat fish?
Old Mrs. Cui, who was lying on the ground, was so frightened when she heard Ye Lin say that he wanted to eat fish porridge that she fainted.
Jin Fenglian quickly stepped back, pointed at Old Lady Cui, and asked the onlookers to testify for them.
"Everyone, look here! This is blackmail! I didn't do anything. She fainted on her own, so you can't blame us!"
The villagers who were watching the whole process knew that Mrs. Cui had indeed fainted on her own.
Although she couldn't hear clearly what the two of them said, Boss Ye, who spoke to her at the end, always spoke to her in a gentle voice. He didn't scold her, yell at her, or even hit her. How could she blame him for this?
"Fenglian, I think she's here to blackmail your family. She might be dressed formally now!"
"I think so too. She must be jealous of the good life in our village. She is jealous."
"Boss Ye is indeed a cultured man. He didn't even scold her. He's really different from us peasants. He has a great demeanor!"
The villagers determined the nature of the incident in a few words.
But it is indeed true.
Wasn't Mrs. Cui just trying to extort money? Who could I blame for my low fighting ability?
In terms of martial arts, he couldn't beat the bodyguard and Jin Fenglian, and in terms of literature, he couldn't argue with Ye Lin.
He was so scared that he suffocated himself to death.
Not bothering to care about her, the old Ye family thought it was unlucky to see Old Lady Cui lying on the street, so they simply brought some steamed buns and went back to Ye Dajun's house for dinner.
In the cold winter, Old Mrs. Cui lay there until almost dusk before her son came to find her. Cui Erzhu heard in the afternoon that his mother had come to Xiahe Village to cause trouble, so he rushed over. But Old Mrs. Cui was only breathing her last.
It will probably be difficult to get out of bed in the future.
Ye Dajun's home
"You idiot! Why didn't she die in the toilet? She's spitting out food!"
When Old Lady Ye heard that Old Lady Cui was looking for trouble with her granddaughter, she was so angry that she threw the goose feeding bowl into the goose pen.
Just as he was about to curse a few more times, he saw Ye Xiuhong coming out of the kitchen carrying steamed buns, and he swallowed the rest of his words back.
Carefully observe the granddaughter's emotions
"Xiuhong, let's ignore her. She's a bitch. We can't be fooled by her."
Seeing that her grandmother was also so cautious, Ye Xiuhong put down the steamed buns and focused on feeding her. "Grandma, I am very open-minded now. She is just a scoundrel. Why should I care about her? I am fine, really."
"That's good, that's good, that's how it should be, we are not afraid of her."
Old Mrs. Ye patted her granddaughter's hand and pulled her into the house.
Seeing that Ye Xiuhong seemed to be fine, the other members of the Ye family breathed a sigh of relief and went about their own business. The old Ye family once again returned to its lively atmosphere.
"Lin, do you want to eat fish?"
Ye Sanxing moved closer to Ye Lin to find out what his nephew was thinking.
His nephew hasn't asked for anything since he came home. He eats whatever he is given except white meat. Today he found out that the child wants to eat fish, which is rare. Shouldn't he take it seriously?
Ye Lin just said it casually, but he didn't expect that his third uncle still remembered it.
He just wanted to take Old Lady Cui away and stew her.
"No, I was just saying where to get fish here in the winter."
“Hey~”
Ye Sanxing winked at Ye Lin, then gossiped with him mysteriously.
"There are fish in the ditch behind. I saw your brother Yang catching fish there the day before yesterday. He was probably feeding his wife."
Every time Ye Lin heard gossip from Ye Yang, eight out of ten times it was related to Bai Wei. The two of them had such a good relationship, why would they get divorced?
"They have a good relationship, why would they get divorced?"
Ye Sanxing had an expression that said, "You don't understand this."
"No matter how good the relationship is, what's the point of living together if you can't get along? Bai Wei said that your brother Yang doesn't know what an elevator is, doesn't know what a black steamed bun is, and his brain is not on the same level as hers."
Ye Lin tried to translate this passage
"Pinot Noir? Not in the same world as her thoughts?"
Ye Sanxing nodded repeatedly
"Yes, that's exactly what I said. Oh, maybe you two can come up with something."
Zhao Zhaodi, holding a pot of freshly stewed radish, deliberately walked between the two of them and sprayed Ye Sanxing with a
"What are you talking about? The young lady finally left, and I've heard her less and less in front of me every day."
Ye Sanxing timidly took Ye Lin to another corner to squat, and saw Ye Ling playing with Wen Hai in the room, and secretly asked Ye Lin
"Lin, when do you think the higher-ups will exonerate Bai Wei? Xiaoling keeps asking when her mother will be back. I've been afraid of her lately."
Ye Lin had previously called Secretary Wang at the brigade office to report this issue, and they had promised to investigate as soon as possible. However, if they wanted to exonerate Bai Wei, they had to investigate her parents.
There are also issues such as Director Jia of the Revolutionary Committee's dereliction of duty and shielding of his relatives, which will require some effort to address.
"I asked Secretary Wang before, probably in the last few days."
"That's good, that's good. Secretary Wang is a good official, there will definitely be no problem. We haven't invited him to our home for dinner yet. If there is a chance, we must invite Secretary Wang to our home for dinner."
When they returned to Qing County from the provincial capital that day, Secretary Wang had official business to attend to, so he sent them to the county guesthouse and hurried back to the provincial capital.
farms
The biting cold wind whistled into the straw hut. Bai Wei huddled in the straw, wrapped in the quilt that Ye Yang had brought her, but she was still shivering from the cold, her teeth chattering.
Old man Jiang beside him was sleeping soundly.
"Bai girl, thanks to you, my teacher and I are so lucky. This is the first time in over ten years that we can sleep in such a warm bed."
Old Man Jiang and Ban Chen have been taking advantage of Bai Wei recently. Every time Ye Yang comes to deliver something, he always brings three portions, hoping that they will take better care of Bai Wei.
Old man Jiang took on the responsibility and let Ye Yang rest assured that he and the old teacher would take care of all the cow dung for Bai Wei!
"Uncle Jiang, I'm still so cold, so cold."
Seeing that Bai Wei's head was almost covered with sweat and she was still complaining about the cold, Old Man Jiang sighed helplessly.
"Girl, you're just lucky and have never suffered any hardship. When your classmate and I were in the most difficult time, we didn't even have a straw hut like this to live in. We had to sleep in the same hut as the cows outside. You'll get used to the cold after a few days."
Old man Jiang turned around and thought, comforting Bai Wei
"Maybe it's our turn to be rehabilitated soon. The man on the straw pile you slept on before was a painter. He was rehabilitated and returned home last month. It's almost our turn too. Look, no one cares about us covering our quilts now."
Old man Jiang wrapped himself in the quilt tightly. In the past, the red armbands would not even allow him to cover himself with a thicker, ragged jacket, let alone a quilt.
"You only benefited from Bai Wei's in-laws' influence. It has nothing to do with your rehabilitation."
Ban Chen, who had been sleeping, retorted to Old Man Jiang.
Old man Jiang opened his jacket and threw the straw he was wearing at the crow mouth.
"Bah! Don't curse me. If you have the guts to redress your wrongdoing, don't leave."
As he spoke, Old Man Jiang looked at the unkempt Ban Chen, who was nestling in the straw pile, and made a pertinent comment:
“Tsk tsk.”
"With your appearance, you can be your brother's father. The dust on your face can be used as dumpling filling. Young Master, you haven't washed your face in half a year, right?"
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