Zhao Leyi was shocked. "You are talking nonsense. I have never kissed He Weiyuan. If it weren't for the fact that he wagged his tail in front of me like a dog and tried to please me, I would never date a useless man like him."
"What did you say, you bitch, you actually said I was a dog." He Weiyuan suddenly rushed out from behind the crowd, grabbed Zhao Leyi's neck and threw her to the ground.
He Haiming rushed forward to pull the people apart, leaving Zhao Leyi with a new wound on his forehead.
"How can a grown man like you hit a woman?" Liu Sicun accused He Weiyuan. The faces of other female educated youth at the educated youth point were also full of indignation. It is wrong for a man to hit a woman.
Outside the crowd, Wang Shuning, Zhang Meili, and Guo Jingyi stood not far away and watched. They didn't want to get involved, so they just stood far away.
Zhang Meili's mood was very complicated. Although they didn't have much interaction with Zhao Leyi, they were all educated youth who came to Dafeng Village to work in the countryside. If they couldn't return to the city, they would have to get married in the future. Zhao Leyi broke up with He Weiyuan and was beaten by his mother. What if they couldn't meet good people in the future?
Their parents and brothers are far away from them, and no one supports them, so they can only be bullied by the man’s family. It is so miserable.
The village chief stood in the middle with his hands on his hips to prevent them from fighting again. "If you fight again, I will send you directly to the police station in town."
He Weiyuan's mother was difficult enough, but He Weiyuan came over and threw Zhao Leyi to the ground. It was simply violence. The faces of those educated youth became more and more ugly. Everyone had his own thoughts. Zhao Leyi was beaten so badly in front of them, which inevitably made them feel a little sad.
He Weiyuan was originally waiting at home, but someone came to his house and told his father that his mother and Zhao Leyi had broken heads. Feeling happy, He Weiyuan wanted to come over and see Zhao Leyi's miserable condition.
Unexpectedly, he ran into Zhao Leyi who called him a dog and shamelessly knelt in front of her to beg for a smile. He became so angry that he rushed over and wanted to press Zhao Leyi to death.
When he heard the village chief say he was going to send him to the police station, he panicked. "Village chief, if Zhao Leyi hadn't scolded me, I wouldn't have done it. We were both willing to do it. Who would have thought that after I spent money to build her a new house and get married, she would be so heartless as to break up with me? My mother was so angry that she couldn't help but come to my house to ask for an explanation."
He Haiming doesn't care about love affairs between men and women. What does it have to do with him whether He Weiyuan gets married or not? But fighting will undermine his prestige as the village chief. Beating people in front of him means that he doesn't take him as the village chief seriously.
They are two brothers from the same father and mother, so why is He Weiyuan so much worse than his elder brother?
"Marriage is a matter of personal choice. If you can't afford the gift, don't bother with them. Girls in the city have high standards and tastes. They don't even consider whether they are worthy enough before dating. Apologize quickly. You are not young anymore. Those who should find wives should find wives, and those who should date should date. Don't waste your years."
Wang Shuning raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a bitter smile on his face, "Zhao Leyi's request for a betrothal gift is too high, and it will probably be difficult to discuss marriage in the future. Even if they apologize, the rumors in the village will not stop, and their reputation will be ruined."
Guo Jingyi nodded, "Maybe the next one will be worse than He Weiyuan."
Zhang Meili couldn't help but sigh, "He Weiyuan hits women. Even if you have to live alone for the rest of your life, you can't marry such a man. You will definitely die from domestic violence in the future."
In the end, He Weiyuan and his mother apologized to Zhao Leyi. Zhao Leyi's medical expenses were paid by He Weiyuan, but as for compensation for injuries, he did not receive a penny.
He Haiming never thought of asking He Weiyuan to pay compensation. After all, He Weiyuan's family was indeed torn apart by Zhao Leyi. They have been dating for such a long time, so it's nothing for you to ask for such a high gift before getting married. It's enough for an ordinary family in the village to marry three or four good wives.
When the crowd dispersed, they were still pointing fingers at Zhao Leyi. They had nothing nice to say, and they all said that she was overambitious and lacked the skills. Who would dare to marry such a person?
He Qianghai looked at the three people standing behind the tree, pointed at the educated youth point and said, "Are you going to see Zhao Zhiqing?"
Zhao Leyi was helped in by Liu Sicun. It was getting late today, and Zhao Leyi planned to go to the town clinic tomorrow to bandage her wounds and check if she had any other injuries, especially the place where her hair was pulled out, to see if there would be any sequelae.
Wang Shuning shook his head, "We don't live here anymore, we have to go back to sleep now."
Tomorrow she plans to go to the county to find Aunt Ma. The things in the space have been harvested again. In two days, the villagers will go to work in the fields to fertilize the wheat, so they will have no time to go to the county.
The next morning, Liu Sicun brought Zhao Leyi to He Zhuzhu's house to borrow a bicycle from Wang Shuning, but the door of the room was locked.
"He Guoyue, isn't Wang Shuning at home?"
Mingming, who was squatting on the ground drawing, looked up and replied, "Sister Shuning went to the county to buy new clothes."
Zhao Leyi, with a piece of white cloth stuck on the top of her head and forehead, felt a little upset. She was beaten and scolded, and her whole body was still in pain. But Wang Shuning happily went to the county to buy new clothes. Why is the gap between people so big?
Liu Sicun had no choice but to support Zhao Leyi to go to the town. She was a woman and was almost as tall as Zhao Leyi. She couldn't carry Zhao Leyi on her back. Being able to accompany her to the town to see a doctor was already a great favor between friends.
The two walked to the entrance of the village, only to find He Weiyuan's mother standing there staring at them, "I'm going to the health center too, I won't let you over-report the medical expenses and cheat money."
Zhao Leyi took a few quick breaths and walked around to Liu Sicun's left side, unwilling to get too close to He Weiyuan's mother.
Wang Shuning rode his bicycle directly from the village to the county, and his butt was sore from the bumps. The road from the village to the town was so dilapidated that if he went a little faster it would feel like riding a bumper car.
They parked their bikes in the yard of a state-owned hotel, where there were people to help watch over the bikes to prevent them from being stolen. It cost three cents per parking session, and the bikes had to be taken away before six in the evening at the latest.
Although she could put the bicycle in the space and was not afraid of being stolen, it was not as convenient as parking it outside. A bicycle was not like food or fruit that could be taken out of a backpack. If someone saw her turning a bicycle into something out of thin air, they would definitely shout that she was a monster.
Song Qian waited at the black market in the north of the city for ten days but didn't see Wang Shuning. She became more and more frustrated. Could it be that the black-faced girl was looking for someone else to cooperate with?
A few days ago, she also asked her son to inquire about it and confirmed that no familiar goods had appeared in the county's black market, which made her feel a little relieved.
"Aunt Ma." Wang Shuning came forward from behind and touched Song Qian's arm with his elbow.
Song Qian turned around, the joy in her eyes was like the colorful lights of fireworks at midnight, "Sister, you are finally here!"
Wang Shuning nodded. "It's the same goods as the last batch. We'll trade it tonight at the same place and time."
"Okay, I'll go back and tell my son right away." Song Qian walked quickly. If she wasn't afraid that people would find it strange, she would have wanted to run back directly.
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