Are you alright?
"Are you alright? Did you hurt yourself anywhere?"
"I was walking along the road just fine, how did I suddenly fall?"
"I think some people are just inconsiderate. They saw someone carrying such a heavy load and didn't even know to make way for them. Now look what happened, they made the person fall."
"The rice grains are all scattered on the muddy ground, and we don't know how much can be picked up."
The group put down their loads and hurriedly helped the man up. They then went to clean up the spilled rice, all the while grumbling under their breath.
Song Yueying leaned against Qi Yanjue's chest, feeling a wave of lingering fear. If he hadn't reacted quickly and been strong enough, both she and the rice would have fallen on her.
Even if it doesn't cause her any major harm, she'll definitely feel uncomfortable.
Qi Yanjue looked down at her, his eyes filled with an anxiety he himself didn't realize. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine... Luckily you reacted quickly, and luckily you were here." Song Yueying looked up at him, her eyes full of trust.
At the time, she was completely unaware of the danger. It was Qi Yanjue who wrapped one arm around her, pulled her into his embrace, and then suddenly took a step back to the side.
She didn't become the one who took the fall.
"You..." Qi Yanjue was about to say that he was glad she was alright, but when he saw the trust in her eyes, he was stunned and stopped talking.
The arms wrapped around her waist unconsciously tightened, and Song Yueying struggled uncomfortably. Only then did Qi Yanjue realize that he was still holding his soft little wife.
Even if the two are legally married, hugging in public will leave her with a bad reputation if word gets out.
Thinking of this, Qi Yanjue quickly released his grip and took a step back.
Song Yueying looked up at the group and immediately recognized the man who had just been helped up. It turned out to be Wang Muxiang's nephew, Wang Laicai.
A disdainful voice said, "What's the use of letting go now? You were so eager to embrace each other before, as if you were afraid others wouldn't know you were having an affair."
“As a lesbian, it’s really indecent to let a man hug you so easily,” another man said.
"Not only that, she can't even walk properly, causing people to fall and she doesn't apologize. She has absolutely no manners."
“Discipline, manners.” Wang Laicai laughed loudly. “Oh my, this is hilarious! Are you all stupid? Her mother is crazy. What kind of manners can a crazy person have?”
"How would a madman's daughter know anything about propriety or impropriety?"
“You guys are really funny. Didn’t you see her… Ouch… Ouch, damn it, you dare to throw a stone at me?”
Before he could finish speaking, Wang Laicai was struck in the face by a small stone that seemed to have flown from nowhere. The stone fell to the ground, and blood slowly seeped from his face.
He opened his eyes wide and looked around for the murderer, his gaze finally settling on Qi Yanjue and Song Yueying's faces.
While others didn't see Song Yueying move, Qi Yanjue, standing beside her, saw it clearly. She lightly kicked a pebble at her feet, and the pebble flew into Wang Laicai's face.
This woman wasn't as frail as she appeared.
Wang Laicai raised his hand to touch his face, wincing in pain. He glared fiercely at Song Yueying and Qi Yanjue, noticing Qi Yanjue's grim face…
Wang Laicai decisively turned his gaze to Song Yueying and loudly questioned, "You little slut, did you throw stones at my face?"
She grabbed Qi Yanjue's raised arm and stopped him. Song Yueying asked Wang Laicai, "Who are you calling a scoundrel?"
"You little slut, you dare insult me? See what I'll do..." Only after saying this did Wang Laicai belatedly realize he'd been led astray by Song Yueying's words. "You little slut, you dare insult me? See what I'll do..."
Muttering curses, Wang Laicai raised his hand and swung it at Song Yueying.
Song Yueying quickly withdrew her hand from Qi Yanjue's arm, determined not to affect his performance.
His hand was intercepted mid-air; the person's strength was on a completely different level. Wang Laicai was shocked, and the next second, excruciating pain swept through his entire body.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Let go of my hand, let go now!" Wang Laicai's face was contorted in pain, and his back was bent over.
The people nearby were about to step forward when Qi Yanjue gave them a cold look, and they dared not move.
"You dare hit her?" Qi Yanjue's voice was flat, and it was precisely this flatness that made it all the more intimidating. If anyone dared to lay a hand on her, he wouldn't hesitate to cripple that hand.
"I...I...I missed, didn't I?" His wrist was almost crushed, and Wang Laicai was sweating profusely from the pain. He had no choice but to lower his head. "Comrade, comrade..."
"We are all comrades on the revolutionary road, and we cannot make mistakes because of a misunderstanding."
Swallowing hard, Wang Laicai quickly changed the subject, making a face and promising, "I...I didn't hit her, I really didn't hit her, I just raised my hand and you intercepted it."
“You didn’t hit me, but it’s wrong of you to have such thoughts.” Song Yueying stood next to Qi Yanjue.
"Your thinking is dangerous. He stopped you because he was helping you realize your mistake. You should thank him."
After hearing Song Yueying's words, Wang Laicai's eyes widened like saucers. He laughed in anger, "He almost broke my hand, and I'm supposed to thank him?"
“You should thank him,” Song Yueying nodded.
"What nonsense are you spouting, you little slut... Ouch... Ouch, it hurts, let go, let go now!" Wang Laicai gasped in pain.
Qi Yanjue didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so he slowly increased the pressure on Wang Laicai's wrist.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..." Wang Laicai screamed like a pig being slaughtered. "Let go, let go quickly, my wrist is going to break, it's going to break."
"Was it her fault that you fell?" Qi Yanjue asked in a deep voice.
Wang Laicai's heart tightened. What did he say? What did he know? Or did he see something? No, impossible. He couldn't have seen that he deliberately crashed into Song Yueying.
Yes, he didn't see it, he definitely didn't see it.
Only now did Wang Laicai properly look at the man gripping his wrist. His appearance... well, let's not even go there. But one thing was certain: he didn't know this man.
He had repeatedly used the pretext of visiting his aunt to come to the countryside to see Song Yueying. He had already become familiar with the villagers, and since he had never seen this man before, he was definitely not from the village.
However, judging from Song Yueying walking with this man, their relationship is definitely not innocent.
Damn it.
"Speak." Qi Yanjue said slowly and deliberately, increasing the pressure on his hands.
"Say what? What did you say?" His thoughts interrupted, Wang Laicai glared at Qi Yanjue with eyes blazing with anger. The pain in his wrist brought him back to his senses instantly, and he quickly put on a fawning expression.
"Comrade, comrade, please have mercy, please have mercy, let's talk this out, let's talk this out."
Qi Yanjue looked at him without saying a word.
Wang Laicai cursed his ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart, but dared not show it on his face. Seeing that he couldn't get away with pretending to be stupid, his mind raced.
Song Yueying was the woman he had set his sights on, the woman he was destined to have, and he would never allow anyone to take her away.
But at this moment, he had no time to care about Song Yueying; he had to appease the man in front of him first.
"No, of course not, I fell down by myself, I fell down by myself." He remembered the mistake he made today and would deal with this man and Song Yueying slowly in the future.
"I already said that I fell down on my own."
"My hand is going to break, my bones are going to be crushed, please let go of my hand."
Qi Yanjue still didn't withdraw his hand, looking at Wang Laicai as if he were a dead man.
One of the men, unable to stand it any longer, stepped forward and angrily questioned Qi Yanjue, "Who are you? Coming to our village to bully others, I think you're tired of living."
"If you know what's good for you, let him go right now. He's a city dweller who came to our brigade to help with the double harvest. If you hurt him, you're ruining the revolutionary friendship between our brigade and the city dweller."
Another man said, "If we report this to the brigade leader, you'll definitely be in big trouble."
"Yes, let's go find the brigade leader, this guy who appeared out of nowhere, he's trying to ruin our revolutionary friendship with the city people."
These villagers didn't go to Song Yueying's house to join in the fun at noon, so naturally they didn't know who Qi Yanjue was.
Song Yueying ignored the villagers' shouts and grabbed Qi Yanjue's arm. "Let go of him. You've been holding his hand for so long. Aren't you disgusted?"
As soon as she uttered the swear word, Qi Yanjue instantly withdrew his hand. Song Yueying kicked Wang Laicai aside with a light kick and took out a handkerchief to wipe Qi Yanjue's hand.
"Be cleaner in the future, don't touch every dirty thing." She instructed while wiping, "Just kick the dirty things away from you, it's so dirty to touch them with your hands!"
"Okay, I got it." Qi Yanjue nodded readily. "Next time I encounter something dirty, I'll kick it away like you did."
Hearing the two men keep using vulgar language, even the most foolish villagers knew who they were talking about.
They all looked at... the dirty thing on the ground, Wang Laicai.
Wang Laicai was already furious after being kicked by Song Yueying. Then he heard her call herself dirty and take out a handkerchief to wipe the man's hand that had been massaging his wrist.
This action is not very harmful, but it is very insulting.
Wang Laicai was so angry that his chest ached in waves, and in his mind he had already torn Song Yueying and that wild man to pieces.
Just as he was about to get up and yell at Song Yueying, another plan formed in his mind. He simply lay down on the ground, clutching his stomach, and began to wail in pain.
"What's wrong? Comrade Wang, what's wrong?"
Where does it hurt?
"He's clutching his stomach, so he must be having a stomachache."
"Comrade Wang, do you have a stomachache? How does it hurt? Did you just get kicked?" Several villagers surrounded Wang Laicai and asked.
Having successfully attracted everyone's attention, Wang Laicai clutched his stomach and wailed even more loudly. He didn't answer their questions, but instead pointed at Song Yueying and Qi Yanjue.
Song Yueying and Qi Yanjue exchanged a glance; this was a scam.
Suddenly, a villager said, "Dr. Song, you are our brigade's village doctor. Please examine Comrade Wang and see what's wrong with him."
"Yes, yes, I was in such a hurry that I forgot Dr. Song is our brigade's village doctor. Dr. Song, stop dawdling and quickly examine Comrade Wang."
"What are you looking at?" a villager rolled his eyes and said, "Are you all out of your minds? Have you already forgotten so quickly? It was she who kicked Comrade Wang like this."
"You still dare to let her see Comrade Wang? Aren't you harming Comrade Wang?"
Uh... that makes a lot of sense.
They really forgot that Comrade Wang was kicked to the ground by Song Yueying.
The villagers looked at each other, unsure of what to do. Because everyone had gone to Song Yueying's house at noon to join in the fun, the village head had lost his temper.
When we started work in the afternoon, the team leader scolded everyone.
They even gave a strict order: if today's quota wasn't finished, everyone had to keep working until the quota was met.
Comrade Wang came to help voluntarily; if we let him be injured by Song Yueying and the man of unknown origin, their entire brigade's reputation would be ruined.
But if they try to manage it, they can't.
"It's alright, everyone don't need to worry about me." Wang Laicai lay on the ground and said weakly, "Yueying is the village doctor of your brigade, and she is my cousin's cousin."
“We are relatives. I believe that Sister Yueying is not such a heartless person. She would never really hurt me.”
"Sister Yueying, don't you think so?"
Wang Laicai grinned, a hint of smugness on his face. He thought to himself, "Song Yueying, you dare kick me, humiliate me! If I don't make you regret this, I'm not Wang Laicai."
You kicked me out, and you still want your reputation? Dream on. You want to be with that man? I'll not let you have your way. I'll make things difficult for you and infuriate you.
Song Yueying wasn't particularly angry, but she was disgusted by Wang Laicai's shameless nickname.
Sensing that Qi Yanjue was about to make a move again, she quickly grabbed his hand. She wanted to whisper in his ear, but her height didn't allow it.
"This guy is obviously trying to scam us. Don't fall for it. It's not worth jeopardizing your future for someone who's not even human," Song Yueying whispered to his shoulder.
"It doesn't matter if I'm fooled," Qi Yanjue said in a low voice. "Treating a scoundrel won't affect me."
Song Yueying paused, then snorted with a hint of contempt, "Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut? Anyway, you're not allowed to lay a hand on me again."
"I can't stand to see you being bullied." Qi Yanjue had his own principles.
"Don't worry, even ten Wang Laicais couldn't bully me." Song Yueying was confident of this. She took a peach out of her bag and stuffed it into Qi Yanjue's hand.
This was meant to shut him up, and Qi Yanjue chuckled as he looked at the peach in his hand.
“Song Rumeng is inhuman, so her cousin can’t be considered human either.” Song Yueying turned around and looked at Wang Laicai with a half-smile. “Coincidentally, I love cooking animals.”
"Wang Laicai, do you regret this?"
Regret? Regret what? A bad feeling welled up in Wang Laicai's heart. He quickly suppressed it; he didn't regret his previous actions, only that he hadn't succeeded.
His plan was to throw himself on Song Yueying and take full advantage of her.
He took the opportunity to tear off her clothes and then announced that he and she had been intimate.
Once the rumors have tormented Song Yueying enough, he will bring gifts to propose marriage. He will assure her that he doesn't mind that Song Yueying is a widow, and that she will have no choice but to marry him.
But all the plans came to naught.
But it didn't matter; he had come up with an even better way to control Song Yueying. This time, he would definitely not let Song Yueying escape his grasp.
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