RNP Chapter 94 You're not even worthy to carry her shoes!
Chapter 94 You're not even worthy to carry her shoes!
Liu Baoguo's body trembled, and he suddenly looked up at Qin Rushan.
He originally thought this rough man was just a brute, but he didn't expect him to be so cunning and to have such a trick up his sleeve!
If that bed sheet really exists, then all the previous rumors about Li Xianglian being a slut are just bullshit!
Not only did it confirm that his own daughter was despicable, but he also had to bear the charge of defaming military marriage.
If this charge is leveled against him, how can he hold onto his position as Party Secretary?
Liu Baoguo felt a cold sweat instantly break out on his back, and a gust of wind made him feel chilly.
Looking into Qin Rushan's sinister eyes, he tasted fear for the first time in this young man who only possessed brute strength.
This kid isn't some brainless brute; he's clearly a vicious wolf waiting for its chance to strike!
"You..." Liu Baoguo gritted his teeth, his cheeks puffed out, swallowing back the harsh words that were about to come out.
The whole place was quiet; even the cicadas in the trees stopped chirping, waiting to see how the Party Secretary would unleash his power.
Unexpectedly, Liu Baoguo took a deep breath, turned around abruptly, and kicked Liu Da Niang, who was still wailing, in the buttocks.
"Stop howling! Aren't you ashamed of yourself? Drag that brat back!"
He rushed over, ignoring Liu Chunhua's pain, grabbed her arm and yanked her up from the ground. "Go home! I'll break your legs!"
Liu Chunhua's pain had subsided, but her body was as limp as a rag doll. She struggled to turn her neck, her swollen, red eyes filled with pleading as she stared intently at Qin Rushan.
"Brother Qin... I really like you... I'm better than that widow..." She was still unwilling to give up, crying with snot and tears streaming down her face.
"Shut up."
Qin Rushan frowned in disgust, even taking a step back as if afraid of getting dirty. "You dare compare yourself to Xianglian? She's cleaner than a single hair on her head! You're not even worthy to carry her shoes!"
The word "unworthy" shattered Liu Chunhua's last illusions.
Her eyes rolled back, and this time she truly fainted from anger.
The farce ended with Liu Baoguo's family making a humiliating exit.
Although the villagers who had come to watch the spectacle were still not satisfied, they did not dare to linger any longer when they saw Qin Rushan's fierce and menacing appearance, and dispersed in twos and threes.
However, the topic of conversation will likely remain the same for the next ten days or so, revolving around the scandalous affair involving the Liu family.
The courtyard has returned to its tranquility.
Qin Rushan threw the jujube wood stick into the corner of the wall, took a deep breath, and calmed the surging anger in his chest.
As he turned around, the gloom on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a cautious expression.
Wang Qiao was already stunned by what she saw through the crack in the window of the main room.
Seeing Qin Rushan approaching, she quickly shrank back, her heart pounding with shock.
Goodness, Qin Rushan is fiercer than a wolfhound guarding its food when it comes to protecting its offspring!
Li Xianglian has truly fallen into a lucky hole this time. With such a man backing her up, who in the surrounding villages would dare to bully her in the future?
"Squeak—" Qin Rushan pushed open the door and entered the room.
The room was dimly lit. Li Xianglian was sitting on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), wrapped in a quilt. Her small face was deathly pale, and her big eyes were filled with tears. She was clearly terrified.
She heard everything that was happening outside.
"Were you scared?"
Qin Rushan strode over, sat down next to her, and patted her back somewhat clumsily with his large hand. "It's alright now. If this crazy woman dares to cause trouble at our doorstep again, I'll break her legs."
Li Xianglian raised her head and looked at the man in front of her who dared to challenge the whole village for her sake, and tears streamed down her face.
For the first half of her life, she lived cautiously, like a weed in the field, trampled on by everyone.
No one has ever stood in front of her like this, disregarding everything to protect her from the wind and rain, and to seek justice for her.
"Brother Shanzi..."
She choked out a word, then, forgetting all her shyness, buried her face in his broad, strong embrace. "Thank you... thank you so much..."
Qin Rushan's body stiffened for a moment.
Then, his two iron-like arms tightened, holding the soft, fragrant woman in his arms tightly.
"Why are you crying?"
His rough hands caressed the back of her neck, the touch making his heart itch. "Since you call me brother, as long as I'm alive, no one will lay a finger on you. What the Zhao family owed you before, I'll make it all up to you one by one from now on."
Watching the two of them being so affectionate, Wang Qiao felt a bit superfluous, but she couldn't help but smack her lips, her gossip-loving spirit burning even brighter.
If word gets out, wouldn't all those young wives and old women who are still watching be green with envy?
"Cough cough..."
Wang Qiao coughed twice, pretending to be sick. "Well, Dashan, since everything's alright, I'll head back now. I haven't fed the pigs yet."
She picked up the empty basket, her face beaming with smiles, and winked at Li Xianglian: "Little sister, take good care of yourself, your health is important. Auntie will come to see you again later and bring you some freshly picked jujubes!"
After saying that, Wang Qiao slipped away faster than a rabbit.
She had to hurry up and find a good spot under that big locust tree so that this firsthand, fresh, and exciting news could be spread throughout the whole village by Wang Qiao's mouth!
After Wang Qiao left, only the young couple remained in the house.
The atmosphere suddenly became sticky and uncomfortable.
Qin Rushan looked down at the little woman in his arms and saw her crying with tears streaming down her face, which stirred a restless feeling in his heart.
But he knew she hadn't recovered yet, so he could only suppress his burning desire and reach out to roughly yet gently wipe away the tears on her face with his fingertips.
"Stop crying, or your eyes will swell up like walnuts, and I won't be responsible."
Li Xianglian sniffed and somewhat embarrassedly withdrew from his embrace.
Qin Rushan stopped lingering and turned to walk to the large camphor wood chest with peeling paint in the corner.
With a "click," the brass lock was turned open.
He rummaged around at the bottom of the box and pulled out a heavy blue cloth bag.
The cloth bag looked quite old; the edges were worn white, and it was bulging and square, like two bricks.
"Take it."
Qin Rushan threw the cloth bag onto the kang table with a loud thud, which made the enamel mug on the table jump.
Li Xianglian was still sobbing when she was startled by the muffled sound. Her wet eyelashes trembled, and she looked at the cloth bag, puzzled.
"Open it." Qin Rushan nodded, pulled over a stool, sat down, and lit a cigarette.
Li Xianglian carefully reached out her hand, her fingertips touching the rough blue cloth, and untied the knot.
One floor, two floors.
As the last piece of fabric was lifted, the distinctive smell of ink instantly wafted out.
It's all money.
Bundles of brand-new "Great Unity" banknotes, ten yuan each, were stacked neatly like small mountains on the dilapidated kang table, the bright red national emblem dazzling to the eye.
Li Xianglian's breath hitched, and she stood there dumbfounded, forgetting even to cry.
These days, if a family in the village can save up a hundred or two hundred yuan, they have to hide it in a crack in the wall.
This pile must have at least several thousand.
"Three thousand two hundred yuan, plus two hundred more grain coupons and cloth coupons."
Qin Rushan exhaled a smoke ring, his tone as indifferent as if he were talking about cabbages in a field, "It's all clean money, it's yours."
"Three...three thousand?"
Li Xianglian's tongue stammered, her hand recoiled as if burned, and she flinched backward, "Brother Shanzi, you...you went to rob someone?"