Chapter 50: Maybe it has already been...

Huo Jingyuan's eyes were as cold as ice. He glanced at Jiang Ye and saw her approaching him. He slowly said, "Although I never hit a woman, if you get close to me again.

I might have violated my own boundaries.”

When Jiang Ye heard Huo Jingyuan's cold voice, he immediately stopped and looked at him aggrievedly, saying, "What's so good about Wen Ci? She might have been..."

Before he finished speaking, Huo Jingyuan took action.

Beating a woman is extremely unmanly.

But Huo Jingyuan couldn't stand it. Jiang Ye slandered his wife in front of him. If he could bear this, he would be unworthy of being a man.

Jiang Ye was slapped in the face. She stared at Huo Jingyuan with wide eyes, then covered her right face with her hand, "You...you actually hit me?"

In her impression, Huo Jingyuan was a polite and graceful leader. But she never thought that such a man of integrity would actually hit a woman?!

Huo Jingyuan chuckled: "You spread rumors about my wife in front of me, and you still want me to be magnanimous?"

The other side.

Wen Ci saw that it was getting late and the temperature was gradually dropping. She was not wearing thick clothes when she went out, and was surrounded by gusts of cold wind. She planned to go back and hug a big heater.

"Then I'll wait for the little ones at home tomorrow."

Xiang Qin handed over the kerosene lamp in her hand, "Sister Wen Ci, the road is dark, you should take the lamp with you, so that you can see more clearly when you go back."

Wen Ci refused: "No need."

Her eyesight is so good that she can see clearly even in the dark.

Several children waved at Wen Ci and shouted obediently: "See you tomorrow, pretty sister~"

"See you tomorrow."

On the way home, Wen Ci felt the cold wind and his steps quickened. There were no street lights in the northwest, but there were stars above his head.

Due to serious pollution in later generations, you can’t see the stars at all in the city. Only in the countryside with good air quality can you see the twinkling stars.

Wen Ci walked out of the yard and saw the iron gate was open. She frowned. She clearly remembered to close the door before leaving, but she didn't lock it.

Suddenly, soft sobbing sounds reached her ears.

Jiang Ye covered her face, tears welled up from her eyes, and she yelled madly: "Why did you hit me? I'm telling the truth. Wen Ci is a favorite in the eyes of old men in the countryside. She is..."

"You still want to be beaten?"

Wen Ci walked in slowly. Through the light in the room, he could clearly see the slap marks on Jiang Ye's face. He understood the purpose of her visit from a few simple words.

To sow discord between himself and Huo Jingyuan.

However, what Jiang Ye said was indeed true. In the poor mountain village, her original body was indeed a favorite in the eyes of the old men. When she was eighteen, her adoptive parents wanted to sell her to an old man as his wife more than once.

But the original person was lucky because the police came to the village to catch the hooligans.

In the 1980s, the punishment for hooliganism was extremely strict. Once caught, you would be punished without any excuses, so the original person escaped.

"You're back?"

Huo Jingyuan's eyes fell on Wen Ci, and the coldness in his eyes melted away a lot. He said in a calm voice: "Are you planning to stay here if you don't leave yet?"

"May I?"

Huo Jingyuan: "..."

I have never seen such a shameless person.

Jiang Ye's eyelids drooped slightly, and there was a little more jealousy in her eyes when she looked at Wen Ci. Even if she couldn't get a man as outstanding as Huo Jingyuan.

Wen Ci can forget about it!

The whistling cold wind blew past, and Jiang Ye's skirt was slightly lifted up. She got goose bumps all over her body, and a chill spread from her heart to her whole body.

Wen Ci thought for a moment, turned back to the house and got a coat for Jiang Ye, then slowly said, "No matter what your purpose is in coming to the northwest, as a teacher you should cultivate the flowers of the motherland and use your knowledge to tell the children about the vast world outside."

Most of the children who grew up in the Northwest Military Region followed in their father's footsteps and joined the army when they reached the age. The world outside was vast and boundless.

She hopes her children can go out and see the world.

(End of this chapter)