Chapter 30: Finally home, what does it matter if others get hurt?
Even though Jiang Chen didn't know whose handwriting it was, he had a vague guess in his heart.
She continued to flip through a few pages, but they were all blank. It seemed as if all her love had just begun from this first page, but before she could do anything, it was immediately cut off.
"She did it on purpose, Xiao Ji."
"She wants you to see it, Xiao Chen."
"So are these real?"
"Judging from the yellowing of the pages and the dried-up ink, this level of forgery is difficult. All we can say is that this notebook was indeed used many years ago. As for who used it and why this sentence was left behind..."
Xiao Ji silently looked at Jiang Chen's eyes covered by his eyelashes.
It just said that, and believed that the rest of the words needed no further explanation, as she also understood it. She had always been very smart.
Jiang Chen put the notebook on the table, picked up his phone again, walked back to the bed, lay down and turned off the light.
She tossed and turned, staring at the ceiling with her eyes open.
She wondered if the image of her mother in her memory was really real?
In fact, the source of her survival for all these years was the lingering, nightmarish words from her mother that kept her hanging on for dear life.
She had no wants of her own, no dreams to drive her forward, and she acted entirely according to her mother's expectations.
So when the fog cleared, Jiang Chen's first reaction wasn't a sense of relief. Instead, he began to panic, wondering what her future would be like. What would happen after the experiment? What if Xiao Ji had something he wanted to do in the future and she was left alone?
Xiao Ji watched Jiang Chen breathing out and frowning from time to time.
In the early hours of the morning, regardless of whether he was disturbed or not, he sent another message to Chen Yinchuan, "I think I need a physical entity."
The next day, Jiang Chen was washing up in the temple with big dark circles under his eyes.
The old lady walked up behind her and said, "Wang Linjun, please stay with me. Many people in the village hate him. He might really get killed if he goes back."
Jiang Chen nodded in agreement and walked out to meet Yao Jinling. Her first words were, "Didn't you get enough rest last night? Little Jiang Chen, your dark circles are too obvious."
"It's okay. I was thinking about something last night." Jiang Chen yawned and sat down by the window. "By the way, the old lady who guards the temple asked Wang Linjun to stay here and said he couldn't go in."
Jiang Chen hadn't figured out how to explain the old lady's matter, so he just mentioned it briefly.
Unexpectedly, Yao Jinling agreed readily and ordered his bodyguards to move quickly and pack up Wang Linjun and throw him at the temple gate.
She said that if she hadn't been afraid Wang Linjun would spread rumors and cause trouble, she wouldn't have tied him up in the car when they got off the hotel. He was simply a huge burden. There was no transportation near the temple now, and the signal was poor. It would take at least two weeks for him to go out and spread rumors.
Having already wasted a night, the car was driving very fast this time, speeding across the speed limit line.
With the help of the sachet, everyone was very conscious this time, and the "ghost wall" they encountered the first time never happened again.
After a while, the car stopped steadily in front of a village.
The villagers were sparsely populated, most of them elderly, and when they heard the car stall, they rushed over.
Everyone raised their rakes and brooms and surrounded the two cars, not allowing anyone inside to get out.
"Go away! Outsiders are not welcome here! A woman died here last time. It was so unlucky that almost all the children in the village were taken to the city after that incident."
Jiang Chen pursed her lips and didn't dare to speak. After she said this, she deliberately observed Yao Jinling's reaction and she had a bad feeling.
She lowered her head in the car and secretly typed to Xiao Ji: "The villagers must be talking about Dr. Yao Jinmu. If this continues, I feel like a fight is really coming. Can we persuade them in this situation?"
Xiao Ji and Jiang Chen have completely opposite ideas.
"Xiao Chen, protect yourself and don't think about getting involved in other people's affairs. What you think is good for others may be seen as a hindrance to others. We are all adults and we know what's going on, okay?"
Unexpectedly, Yao Jinling's chest was heaving as he was searching for some "weapons of large scale" in the car.
Chen Yinchuan rushed out with the golf clubs in his car, without showing any trace of his usual cool demeanor.
He spun around comically, not hurting anyone but stumbling a few steps due to dizziness.
"You come from a poor, remote place like yours, and when Amu came, you just burn incense and pray to Buddha to express your gratitude. How dare you say she's unlucky? If it weren't for her, would your children have the chance to be sent to the city to receive an education?"
The bodyguards in his car chased out in a hurry and surrounded Chen Yinchuan tightly, fearing that he would be hurt.
"Who told her to come? The news of her death here spread like wildfire, and suddenly a group of people came and took away all the children in our village, saying they were going to get an education. Who will farm the village fields then? There are only a bunch of old guys left in our entire village. She wants us dead! She wants our village to be wiped out!"
Chen Yinchuan's chest was filled with anger, and his hand holding the golf club was shaking in the air. "A bunch of illiterates!"
"City people are so great! We don't care! Let's go!"
The two groups of people had clashed with each other and argued with each other, and the "weapons" in their hands were about to be entangled.
Yao Jinling finally found the right prop, weighed it in his hand, and was eager to join the melee.
Jiang Chen couldn't bear to see this so he stopped Yao Jinling from getting out of the car and asked for a baseball bat for self-defense.
"It's very dangerous, don't go, Xiaochen." This message was displayed on the chat box.
Jiang Chen still opened the car door and got out.
She was afraid, but she knew that if the stalemate continued, they might not even be able to enter the village gate.
Jiang Chen stood in the crowd, facing everyone's lips constantly opening and closing, with tinnitus swirling in her ears. She tilted her head to relieve the pain for a while.
She clenched her phone so tightly that her fingertips turned white.
She shouted loudly, using all her strength to cover up the voices of everyone else: "I am Wang Sunan's daughter."
Jiang Chen was ashamed to admit that she was her mother's daughter for many years, but today she shouted it out in front of everyone.
After this shout, the whole crowd fell silent.
After a long time, a villager with a crutch spoke tremblingly.
"Su Nan's daughter?"
This voice broke the atmosphere, and everyone started to chatter and discuss.
"Which Su Nan?"
"That one, Jiang Jian's wife, the widow who killed her husband. She used to bring people from other villages home to the group, but I heard something happened to her and she died."
"Isn't that what they deserve? How can they bring outsiders into the village?"
"Then why did her daughter come back? She must have brought these people here. They're obviously not good people. They're all vicious and evil."
Jiang Chen finally knew what he was afraid of.
talk.
The death of a mother can become a topic of conversation for a lot of people after dinner, so how can a living person get out of that mouth and that tongue?
When facing each other, every spit will spray firmly on your face and you can't ignore it.
"Can you please move aside? I want to go home."
Jiang Chen actually couldn't quite remember the direction of the Qing family. Relying on muscle memory, she determined the direction and felt that she had to say something.
A wrinkled hand in the crowd grabbed her arm and said, "Only you can enter. No one else can."
"I inherited my mother's constitution. My mother is unlucky in marriage, so I randomly found someone to kill her. I just killed my uncle yesterday."
Jiang Chen looked down at the hands holding her.
She thought that since she inherited so many things from her mother and continued her mother's ideas and will, she must also have inherited her mother's physique.
If my mother can defeat others, then why can't she? Of course she can.
The hands that were holding her loosened instantly after these words were spoken, and the people around her also scattered, as if they were afraid of being contaminated by some dirt and bad luck.
that's all.
Jiang Chen didn't need to use any manpower, just relying on this natural "physique", the crowd automatically made a way for her.
"Let's go." Jiang Chen turned around and said to the people behind him without any expression.
She led a group of people in the direction of their memories.
"Xiao Chen, you were too impulsive just now."
Jiang Chen replied to Xiao Ji's message while walking.
"We can't keep this stalemate going on forever. What if a fight breaks out and someone gets hurt? That would be a big deal."
"What does it matter? As long as it's not you, it's fine. Xiao Chen, as long as it's not you who's hurt, what does it matter if someone else gets hurt?"
Xiao Ji felt that Jiang Chen would never understand that she was the most important, no matter what happened, she was the most important, and the life and death of others were not worth her risking. Not only did she not gain any benefits, but she was regarded as a thorn in the eyes of a bunch of people.
She is really becoming more and more impulsive.
Jiang Chen couldn't help but laugh at Xiao Ji's childish words that seemed almost angry.
She felt that Xiao Ji still didn't understand. She had the confidence to act impulsively because of it. If it were her past self, she would definitely not have the courage to stand up in front of so many people, let alone shout her mother's name.
"It does matter. Xiao Ji praised me for being a good person last night. Shouldn't I do it for you?"
Xiao Ji choked up a bit when speaking, and his code seemed to be so angry and speechless that it was shaking.
"I'm saying that you should just be a good person as long as you can protect yourself. You're being too impulsive and reckless. This should clearly be left to Yao Jinling and Chen Yinchuan."
"I know. I'll definitely do that next time."
"Little Jiang Chen, we have already circled here twice." Yao Jinling took a few quick steps to Jiang Chen's side.
The village is neither big nor small.
Jiang Chen looked back and found that they had walked quite a distance.
It seems that muscle memory is unreliable.
She leaned close to Yao Jinling's ear a little embarrassedly and whispered, "I forgot where my home is. I haven't been back for a long time. How about asking passersby?"
"With the speed at which gossip is spread and the reaction of rejection in your village, how could anyone be willing to give us directions?"
Yao Jinling put his ear close to Jiang Chen's and lowered his voice.
"Xiao Chen, Yao Jinling isn't entirely right. Look at the nine o'clock direction. She might tell us."
Jiang Chen looked in the direction of the message sent by Xiao Ji.
A young, dirty child tiptoed to the wall, sticking his head out and looking at them with curiosity.
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