"Respecting Heaven's wrath, do not dare to be frivolous. Respecting Heaven's change, do not dare to rush."
Jiang Yanxu's words echoed in her ears like a curse, and a chill surged into her heart. He Ruixue suddenly realized that she was gradually becoming too proud of herself.
She didn't know when it started, but she had become more and more dependent on the system, even though she had been prepared to disconnect from the system from the very beginning.
He Ruixue felt like a bug lying on a spider web, unable to get the entire picture of the web.
Even though he managed to break free from the shackles in front of him and even got a few condensed dewdrops as a sweet treat, he did not realize that there was already murderous intent everywhere and there was no way to retreat.
But the information she had was very limited, so she couldn't make any guesses. If she made a mistake, it would be even worse. She could only take it one step at a time.
Jiang Yanxu might really know something, which is why he took so much trouble to insist on drawing the character "隐" for her. At the same time, she was a little confused. Could it be that this metaphysical method didn't work?
It is obvious that this person seems to be quite accomplished.
No, He Ruixue changed her mind and felt a little scared. It should be effective. Perhaps without this talisman, her father would not only be injured in the fall, but would be paralyzed in bed like Fang Guoxiang, or even die from the fall.
This conjecture was confirmed after she returned to her hometown.
Zhao Meiya sat in the house, chatting with the neighbors and relatives who came to visit. "You don't know, but Old He was really lucky. When he fell, he hit his head right in the mud, and the stone used to press the sauerkraut was right next to his head."
She used her palm to indicate a very dangerous distance. "It was just this close. Lao He landed on his face. If he had fallen sideways, his head would have been broken. I didn't realize it at the time, but now I'm scared just thinking about it."
"mom."
When she saw He Ruixue, she didn't bother to talk to anyone. She quickly brushed off the melon seed shells on her legs and came up to her with a smile on her face.
"Oh, our Dongbao is so filial. He came back as soon as he heard that your dad was in trouble. I told you it was okay, but you refused to listen. Did you ask for leave to come back? Which girl is as considerate as you?"
She spoke a long string of words in a rapid-fire manner, her voice loud and penetrating, ensuring that even the neighbors could hear clearly.
They were all from the same village, so everyone knew her character. He rolled his eyes in private, looked at He Ruixue carefully a few times, and praised her as soon as they met.
"The fourth child of the He family is back? I haven't seen you for a few years. You've grown into a big girl. You're so beautiful. There's no one more outstanding than you in the whole village."
"That's right. I heard that you're already a city dweller, working in a department store in the city? Oh, if my boy could be half as successful as you, I would be able to close my eyes even if I die."
"I'm your second aunt. I held you in my arms when you were little. You were skinny, but you had a high forehead. You looked blessed and destined to great things!"
"She's not only capable, but also has a conscience. Lao He and his family went to the city twice, and each time they brought home a lot of bags. Ruixue, you just started working, so you should save money to dress up occasionally and stop thinking about your parents all the time."
It's an exaggeration. Her parents did take a lot, and her brother and sister-in-law also contributed a part, but it is obvious that her parents took all the credit on themselves.
He Ruixue was a little uncomfortable and glanced at her mother, but Zhao Meiya was smiling happily and accepted all the compliments from everyone. Sometimes she felt that their compliments were not to the point, and she was eager to try it out and wanted to participate in it herself.
She didn't criticize her parents and just responded with a few words.
In this way, her attitude towards the villagers became much more gentle than that of the original owner.
Now they found another angle to praise him, "He's worthy of being a cadre. Look at his demeanor. He's even better than the commune leader, and he's become much more calm and composed."
"You even have a small watch on you. I heard from your mom that you also bought a bicycle. You won't have to worry about who will marry you in the future."
"In the past, the eldest and second sons of the He family were very successful, and now the fourth son is not bad either. Even in the village, the third son of the He family lives a good life, which is unmatched by any other family."
"Ruixue, I heard that you can buy things in the store without tickets, and there is no limit on the quantity. You can get whatever you want. Is that true?"
Who is spreading rumors about her?
He Ruixue's forehead was filled with black lines when she heard this. She looked around and saw Zhao Meiya puffing out her chest, which was like "confessing herself without being asked."
What kind of image did her mother portray her as?
She thought this was an exaggeration, but when she listened carefully, the villagers had already described her as someone who punched suppliers, stepped on the secretary, and with a wave of her hand, the Industrial and Commercial Bureau had to obey her orders. Even the distribution of goods in half of the urban area depended on her mood. She could stamp her foot and the commune under her would have no fertilizer to use. It was really terrifying.
Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, she quickly explained, "I'm just a small employee in the purchasing department, not a leader. I just make things easier for others, but I don't have such great abilities."
The villagers didn't care and just kept bragging, "Will I get a discount if I mention your name when I go to the department store to buy something in the future?"
"Our village didn't have enough fertilizer last year. How about you think of a solution?"
He Ruixue waved her hand, "All goods are priced uniformly. Even if you mention the chairman's name, you can't get a lower price."
She also understood that the villagers seldom even went to the county town, and that going to the department store in the city was just talk. But she also wanted to remind them that it was she who spread the story of Yan Yiyi, and she must not let herself follow in their footsteps.
"As for the fertilizer..."
He Ruixue thought about it and a person emerged in her mind: Xu Mingyu, a researcher at the chemical plant. They were in the same system, so maybe he knew someone. "I'll ask a friend, but the factory only produces a certain amount of fertilizer. The most I can do is get a few more bags for the village."
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