Tang Zhirou drew a dagger and stabbed Xiao Heng in his firm rear. He cried out, reaching to cover himself, but she pushed him away and tried to escape.
Just as she got up, Xiao Heng grabbed her leg, throwing her back down. She whispered angrily: “Let go, or I’ll stab you to death!”
“You’re too cruel. What did I do to deserve this? Why are you treating me like this?”
Xiao Heng wouldn’t let go. He wanted both the gold and Tang Zhirou. After the breakup, he realized he loved her and couldn’t let go.
Now, with Tang Zhirou treating him this way, his love turned to hate, and he was caught in a mix of love and revenge—he wanted to cling to her, dragging everyone into misery.
“Because you don’t know how to cherish, because you meddle in relationships, because you tried to kill me!”
Tang Zhirou shouted, tears streaming. In her previous life, she had truly loved him, but he betrayed her and killed her.
“I don’t understand what you’re saying!”
“Then don’t! Just die!”
Tang Zhirou stabbed his hand with the dagger. Xiao Heng reflexively let go, and she got up, grabbed her basket, and ran straight to Chief Liu’s house.
“Knock knock knock!”
Liu Changqing, Chief Liu’s son, opened the door. “What is it?”
“I’m looking for Chief Liu.”
“Come in.”
Liu Changqing led her to his father’s room. Chief Liu was at his desk arranging plans for tomorrow. Seeing her, he immediately sensed trouble.
He stopped writing and told his son, “Go out, close the door, and tell your mother I have business to discuss.”
“Okay, Dad.”
Liu Changqing left and closed the door behind him.
Chief Liu stared at Tang Zhirou, waiting for her to speak.
She placed her basket down and took out a gold brick, placing it on the desk. Rectangular and only slightly smaller than a construction brick, it gleamed.
Chief Liu was shocked. He had never seen so much gold! Tang Zhirou wanted to bribe him? Could he accept it?
Tang Zhirou spoke bluntly: “Xiao Heng tried to assault me. I injured him, but don’t worry, Chief Liu, he won’t die!”
Chief Liu tensed. “Where is he?”
“He might come asking to borrow a cart to go to town.”
“Wait here!”
Chief Liu stepped out to instruct his son to wait at the door. If Xiao Heng arrived, he would be taken to town for treatment and given some money in case he hadn’t brought any.
Liu Changqing went to wait at the door.
Returning to his desk, Chief Liu said gravely: “He only agreed this afternoon, and tonight someone’s already getting hurt. If you stay here, I won’t even be safe as village chief!”
Tang Zhirou hurriedly replied, “Don’t worry, Chief Liu. I don’t think Xiao Heng will report this.”
She didn’t want to leave Dawan Village. Her target was Huo Nanting; if she left, how would she cultivate feelings?
“Are you sure he won’t report it?”
“Eighty percent sure.”
Chief Liu glanced at the gold: “You’re giving me this to avoid being transferred, and you still plan to keep causing trouble?”
“As long as Xiao Heng doesn’t try to assault me, I won’t stir up trouble!”
“Then you two will fight to the death? Someone could get hurt. I can’t accept this gold; you should go elsewhere as a Zhiqing.”
Tang Zhirou panicked slightly: “Chief Liu, don’t transfer me!”
He remained stern: “Go somewhere else.”
Tang Zhirou cursed under her breath. A whole gold brick, and he didn’t want it! She gave him a sharp glance. He clearly liked gold—was it too little for him? Hah, what an appetite!
“Go pack up. Don’t go to work tomorrow either!”
Tang Zhirou’s face darkened. She bit her lip and pulled another gold brick from the basket, placing it on the desk. “Now is it enough?”
Chief Liu glanced at it. He wanted it, but didn’t want someone dead on his hands. “Swear you won’t let anyone die!”
Tang Zhirou muttered: “What if Xiao Heng kills me?”
“Who made you meddle in other people’s love? If you die, it’s your own fault!”
“You—”
This village chief was unbearably infuriating.
She raised her hand: “I swear, no one will die. If I break this oath, may lightning strike me!”
Chief Liu coldly said: “Go back.”
Tang Zhirou snorted, lifted her basket, and left.
As soon as she stepped out, Xiao Heng limped over, holding his rear, shouting, “Tang Zhirou, you bitch!”
“What happened, Xiao Zhīqīng?”
Liu Changqing, knowing better, hurried to support him.
Tang Zhirou made no sound and ran past him with her basket.
“Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!”
Xiao Heng shouted again as Liu Changqing helped him onto a cart to go to town for treatment.
Tang Zhirou returned, still fuming. Chief Liu had extorted a gold brick from her—she had only intended to give one.
Chief Liu was cunning!
But then she thought, as long as she stayed, she could still pursue Huo Nanting. In the future, gold bricks would be limitless.
In her previous life, Huo Nanting inherited immense wealth, becoming the richest man in the country. Marrying him meant endless money.
After venting a little, she calmed down and went to wash and sleep.
Huo Nanting went straight to the “Desire Rock” behind the mountain, thinking about kissing the young master’s soft lips—his body was fired up, and he finished quickly.
Carrying rabbits back, he couldn’t resist glancing at the figure behind the curtain, imagining how beautiful it would be to actually kiss her.
“Wow, Huo Zhīqīng, you got lucky! Three rabbits today—three, four, twelve yuan!”
Zhang Weiping interrupted his daydream. Huo Nanting nodded and went to sell the rabbits.
Today, Wang Na bought one; the remaining two would go to the black market tomorrow. Zhang Weiping asked, “Going to town to sell rabbits tomorrow. Need me to bring anything?”
Lan Xingyu didn’t respond. Zhang Weiping said, “Bring me a bottle of snow cream,” grabbing money. He had saved over seven yuan.
Huo Nanting stored the rabbits and handed Zhang Weiping five yuan. “Adjust if it’s more or less—I never bought snow cream, didn’t know the price.”
“City price is 4.5 yuan. Don’t know the countryside price.”
“Close enough.”
“Should be.”
Huo Nanting pocketed the money and went to wash, returning to read.
Zhang Weiping also picked up a high school book; with the young master reading every day, he had to improve too.
Lights out around nine. Shortly after, Zhang Weiping made a noise.
Huo Nanting and Lan Xingyu both looked his way, utterly speechless. That sound… was highly suggestive.
Lan Xingyu couldn’t help but speak up: “Can’t you do that outside?”
Zhang Weiping’s hoarse voice came: “It’s easier lying on the bed… or you do it, Huo Zhīqīng too… let’s see which of the three of us goes first…”
“You…!”
Lan Xingyu wanted to hit someone!
Huo Nanting, however, said, “Lan Zhiqing, why not try? Let’s see who’s faster?”
“Try your grandpa! I’m going to sleep. You two can go at it all night!”
Lan Xingyu glared at the ceiling, utterly speechless. Soon, Huo Nanting’s low, husky voice floated up again—damn, that voice was intoxicating. If she had a wooden gun, she wouldn’t have resisted at all!