Era: After foreseeing the future, I changed my fate using spatial abilities.

Chapter 30 Reaction
"Brother Zhang, follow me, I'll take you out via a shortcut!"

The three of them finally walked against the flow of people to his location. Wu Ming grinned, revealing a set of big white teeth, and his eyes, which were not big to begin with, narrowed into slits.

"Go this way!"

Meeting the questioning looks from Zhang Ze and Mao Qianjin, Su Ning nodded without much thought; having someone familiar to guide him was better than being completely clueless.

It was more than ten minutes later when the group finally walked out of the train station.

In the morning, before the sun had fully risen over the horizon, the temperature in southern Hunan had already begun to rise steadily.

Waves of oppressive heat swept over them, forcing pedestrians on the street to quicken their pace unconsciously.

The back of my clothes was still damp when they were soaked with sweat again, leaving me feeling sticky and extremely uncomfortable.

Wu Ming left his address and repeatedly emphasized that if he ever came to Xingcheng again, he should contact him. Only then did he reluctantly carry his heavy bag and, looking back every few steps, board the bus he was supposed to take and leave.

Located in the south and the north, and unlike Beijing, Hunan's Changsha has its own unique kind of prosperity.

Four- or five-story buildings are not uncommon, with portraits of great figures and various red slogans on gray-white walls.

The train station, located in the city center, is shaped like a clock tower with a spire. Diagonally opposite are the guesthouse and the People's Commune canteen.

You'll need to transfer to another bus to Gushi, which takes about six or seven hours.

Su Ning glanced across the street, then looked down at her watch and mentally checked the time.

"Brother Zhang, you take Brother Mao to the commune canteen and wait for me. I'll go to the post office to call Grandpa Fu. We can catch the bus after we eat and rest for a while."

"it is good."

I'm not tired, but it's really hot. Wouldn't it be great to have a shady place to rest my feet?

but…

Zhang Ze casually wiped the sweat from his face with his shoulder, looked up and glanced around, "Let Qianjin go first, I'll go to the post office with you."

"Yes, Ningning will have Brother Zhang go with you."

Mao Qianjin tacitly accepted the large snakeskin bag handed to him by Zhang Ze, and while persuading him, he exchanged the lighter luggage he was carrying with him.

Knowing they were worried about her being alone, Su Ning, though confident in her ability to manage, decided against being stubborn. After all, she was in an unfamiliar place and needed to be extra careful about her safety.

Nowadays, most people are simple and kind, but that doesn't mean there aren't bad people. She still remembers the abduction case of Jin Hua that shocked the whole school last semester.

There were such arrogant human traffickers right at the school gate. They would drag people away without saying a word, and they would claim to be Jin Hua's relatives, giving the person no chance to react at all.

The thought of a situation where one is utterly unable to defend oneself, and even when all the onlookers side with the human traffickers and try to persuade the victims to sympathize, sends a chill down Su Ning's spine.

"So, Brother Mao, are you sure you'll be okay going by yourself?"

"No problem! This is nothing, and it's not far. I'll go wait for you two over there!"

After saying this with a cheerful smile, Mao Qianjin covered his chest and back with the clothes, his hands also busy.

He didn't seem to be having any trouble at all, and walked with a brisk and energetic air.

"Ningning, let's go too."

……

Beijing, steel factory staff quarters.

Qian Huiru was getting on in years, and after so many years of trying, she almost miscarried. She stayed in the hospital for several days until the pregnancy was stable before being discharged and going home.

"Hey, who's this? Isn't it our Factory Director Xu?"

As Xu Zixin and his daughter carefully helped Qian Huiru into the courtyard, they heard a sarcastic greeting.

"Aunt Qin, what's wrong with what you're saying?"

Oh, what's wrong?
Aunt Qin looked indignant. Her own daughter was so heartless, hitting her and abandoning her so easily!

She wanted to see if Xu Zixin would regret it later, and what kind of golden nugget Qian Huiru was carrying. Even if it was a boy, so what? The Xu family needed a male heir to inherit the throne!

The thought of never being able to see Su Ning as often again makes me feel suffocated.

The more Aunt Qin looked at him, the more sleazy he became. She snorted coldly, turned around, and left without bothering to say another word.

People resting under the big tree nearby also shook their heads and whispered among themselves.

After exchanging a glance with Qian Huiru, Xu Zixin suddenly had a bad feeling.

Over the years, wherever he went, everyone held him in high regard. Without boasting, especially in the residential compound and the steel plant, not a single person had a bad word to say about him.

What did Suning do that caused everyone's impression of them to plummet after only a few days away?

"Shanshan, when you came back to get your things, you really didn't bump into Ningning even once?"

“Dad, I really didn’t see it. Her room was locked.”

Wu Shanshan pursed her lips, secretly annoyed by Su Ning's anti-theft measures: So what if he has a few pieces of jewelry and pretty clothes? Does he think everyone else doesn't have them?

"Let's go home first!"

When they arrived at their own doorstep a few minutes later, the three of them were completely dumbfounded.

He remembered that he had kicked the front door in a fit of anger that day, leaving half of it hanging upside down. But how did the house end up in such a mess, with not a single place to step?
"My God, who...who did this?!"

Qian Huiru couldn't help but cry out, feeling dizzy in waves.

The thought of the money and tickets needed to completely replace everything inside and outside the house caused a sharp pain in my heart.

"Who else could it be?"

"Uncle Lian, what exactly is going on?"

Grandpa Lian, who was strolling by with his hands behind his back, gave him a look of disappointment.

I used to think that Xiao Xu was a good person in every way. Not long after, his son was transferred and became a full-fledged employee. With him leading the way, everyone felt at ease.

Now...

He shook his head inwardly; his old eyesight was failing him.

"Besides that old bastard Fu Dadan, who else could it be?"

"Tsk, that old geezer has a limp, yet he still wields that stick with such force—you, Little Xu!"

Xu Zixin clenched his fists tightly: The Fu family is simply going too far!
His molars made a clicking sound, and his entire lower jaw trembled slightly as he exerted force.

After taking a few deep breaths, Xu Zixin let the mother and daughter go inside to tidy up, while he inquired in detail about what had happened in the past few days.

After figuring everything out, Xu Zixin, walking back into the house, felt like he wanted to eat people.

After this old man and the young boy caused several disturbances, half of his hard-earned good reputation collapsed!
How could they not be hateful?!
Good, good, good, what a brilliant scheme! She really is his daughter. This move of using retreat to create something out of nothing is a brilliant play!

"What exactly happened to Lao Xu?"

"Don't ask anymore, I'm going out for a bit."

Qian Huiru didn't have time to put down what she was holding. Seeing the person rushing out the door, she quickly chased after him, calling out, "Hey, Lao Xu, where are you going?"

"Mom, what happened to Dad? Where did he go?"

Not daring to run vigorously, Qian Huiru could only watch his retreating figure without turning back. She touched her chest with her hand and then slowly slid it down to her lower abdomen.

"Go inside and tidy up!"

Rolling her eyes wide, Xu Shanshan stomped her foot and turned back to work.

(End of this chapter)