Traveling through the 1970s: The young wife loves to make trouble

Chapter 279 Qiu Si Gets Slapped in the Face

In the late afternoon, Tao Qiuyi pushed her bicycle back to the Wei family's house.

The person who came back with her was not Wei Jingyuan, but Zhang Moli.

When she and Wei Jingyuan returned, they ran into Zhang Moli at the village entrance, thinking it was a coincidence. But Zhang Moli immediately said that she had been waiting for them at the village entrance on purpose.

Because something happened in the bamboo forest.

Wei Jingyuan had already gone to the bamboo forest, and Zhang Moli had brought Tao Qiuyi's things back. On the way, she told her what she knew about what had happened at the bamboo forest.

I told Tao Qiuyi everything.

After listening to Zhang Moli's words, Tao Qiuyi understood why Wei Jingyuan had let her go home first.

They were probably worried that she might not be able to resist hitting someone.

"Is Han Ying seriously injured?" Tao Qiuyi asked Zhang Moli; that was all she cared about at the moment. She didn't care about what happened in the bamboo forest; Wei Jingyuan would handle it anyway.

"Han...Han what?" Zhang Moli looked at Tao Qiuyi with a blank expression. "Who is Han what? I don't know him. There are no families with the surname Han in the village."

“I’m talking about Han Ying, not the Han in Han surname,” Tao Qiuyi explained. “Han Ying is the Han in cold winter and the Ying in hero, the child who was beaten today.”

It's her fault for not explaining clearly, which led to Jasmine's misunderstanding.

Grandpa and his family have been living in the village for quite some time, but the villagers all tacitly avoid him. Most of the villagers don't even know Han Ying's name, fearing they might get into trouble.

Zhang Moli suddenly realized, "So that child's name is Han Ying? Han Ying, what a beautiful name, it must have been given by a very learned person."

Tao Qiuyi nodded, "Yes, Han Ying, his name is Han Ying."

Zhang Moli thought for a moment and replied, "I arrived quite late and didn't see those people hitting Han Ying. I only saw that Han Ying's palms were bleeding, but he didn't cry."

"I don't know if he has any other injuries."

"Han Ying's palm is bleeding." Tao Qiuyi frowned. "It's either from rubbing against the ground or from being injured by a sharp weapon."

“Injured by a sharp weapon.” Zhang Moli’s eyes widened as she thought of Han Ying’s dirty clothes. Then she shook her head and said, “No, not injured by a sharp weapon.”

Tao Qiuyi asked in surprise, "Jasmine, how can you be sure that Han Ying's palm wasn't injured by a sharp weapon?"

“Because…” Zhang Moli hesitated for a moment, but still said firmly, “I saw that Han Ying’s clothes were very dirty, as if she had fallen on the ground, so…”

"So, you think Han Ying's palm must have been rubbed on the ground." If it really was rubbed on the ground, Tao Qiuyi would be relieved.

The fact that they weren't injured by sharp weapons shows that those villagers who suffered from typhoid fever still had some conscience.

“Yes, yes, that’s exactly what I meant.” Zhang Moli nodded in agreement.

She was carrying a bulging cloth bag, which looked like it was filled with many things. Zhang Moli had taken the bag from Tao Qiuyi.

Because Wei Jingyuan left, Tao Qiuyi needed to push her bicycle.

According to the villagers' custom, if someone is home during the day, the courtyard gate is simply closed but not locked. Pushing open a courtyard gate, Tao Qiuyi pushed her bicycle inside.

Zhang Moli followed Tao Qiuyi into the courtyard and placed the cloth bag under the eaves. She said to Tao Qiuyi, "Qiuyi, I've delivered the things. I have other things to do, so I'll head back now."

"Okay, thank you, Jasmine. Take care." Tao Qiuyi waved.

As soon as Zhang Moli left, the door was opened, revealing Tao Qiusi's face.

Tao Qiusi's eyes lit up when she saw Tao Qiuyi at the door. "Sister, you're back."

"Hmm." Tao Qiuyi responded, taking the bag off the bicycle. "Qiusi, you're just in time. Come and take the bag back inside." "Okay." Qiusi came out, bent down to pick up the cloth bag and net bag under the eaves, and turned to go inside.

"Qiu Si." The moment Qiu Si turned around, Tao Qiuyi saw his somewhat red and swollen face, which was obviously from being beaten.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

Someone slapped Qiu Si.

Unexpectedly, her sister called out to her, and Qiu Si stopped in her tracks. Turning back to look at Tao Qiuyi, she asked in confusion, "Sister, is there anything else?"

"We can talk about it later. Take your things inside first." Tao Qiuyi smiled and shook her head. She wanted to ask Qiu Si who hit him, but then felt it wasn't appropriate to ask at this time.

"Okay." Tao Qiusi nodded and carried her things back into the house.

Tao Qiusi had no idea that the instant he turned around, Tao Qiuyi's pretty face darkened, a cold glint flashing in her eyes, as she pushed her bicycle to the kitchen.

yard.

Li Hongying, who was weeding in the vegetable garden by the courtyard wall, heard voices and turned around. She saw Tao Qiuyi riding back on her bicycle and stared at the bicycle.

Aiguo had mentioned to her a long time ago that he wanted a bicycle. This bicycle would have been perfect for Aiguo, but unfortunately, he and Wei Jingyuan have now separated.

If the family hadn't separated, what business would Tao Qiuyi have with this bicycle? It has to be her beloved grandson, the patriotic one; only her beloved grandson is qualified to ride a bicycle.

Who do Wei Jingyuan and Tao Qiuyi think they are? Do they even deserve to ride bicycles? And those cloth bags and nets they brought back—the contents of those bags were also hers.

I was careless; I shouldn't have separated from Wei Jingyuan.

Li Hongying regretted it! Unfortunately, it was too late for regrets now. With a sigh, she withdrew her greedy gaze and quickened her pace in weeding.

After parking her bicycle, Tao Qiuyi came out of the kitchen.

Tao Qiuyi was somewhat surprised to see Li Hongying weeding in the vegetable garden. It was strange that Li Hongying didn't come over and yell at her.

Has Comrade Li Hongying changed her ways? Or has she come to a realization?

Neither. Li Hongying's demeanor seemed more like that of someone with a guilty conscience. Tao Qiuyi thought of the slap mark on Qiu Si's face, and the answer was self-evident.

Qiu Si was beaten up, and it must be related to Li Hongying.

Even if she guessed what was going on, guessing was still just guessing. Tao Qiuyi suppressed her anger and didn't make a sound. Before entering the room, she glanced at Li Hongying again.

Li Hongying, who was pulling weeds, suddenly felt a chill down her spine. She turned around and looked down. There was no one there. She looked around the yard again and realized she was the only person there.

Was that just my imagination?

Yes, it must be an illusion.

Upon entering the house, Tao Qiuyi saw Li Zi and Xiao Huai, along with Qiu Si, the three boys standing in a row.

"Sister-in-law, you're back," Xiao Huai greeted.

"Hmm, you and Lizi are studying at home. Is there anything you don't understand?" Tao Qiuyi glanced at Xiao Huai, and paused as she passed Lizi.

Suppressing her anger, Tao Qiuyi walked to the table and sat down. Her face was calm, but inside she was furious. Very well, not only Qiu Si was slapped, but Li Zi was also slapped.

“Yes.” Xiao Huai glanced at Qiu Si and told the truth, “Brother Qiu Si explained everything to us that Li Zi and I didn’t understand.”

In his studies, Qiu Si Ge knew everything that neither he nor Li Zi knew, which Xiao Huai greatly admired.

Tao Qiuyi nodded; her judgment was as reliable as ever.