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Chapter 131 Wang Er was taken away

After finishing their morning work, the group prepared to go home. As usual, Zeng Jiamei and Yang Laidi went home a little early to cook.

The rest of the people started heading home around 11:00 AM.

"Brother Rui~ Wasn't I amazing just now? I did way more than you!"

On the way home, Zhou Lao Er rode his tricycle, while the others followed behind, playing and joking. Zhao Qingya's attitude towards Zhou Rui was noticeably different.

Zhou Rui was also surprised to find that this girl was actually quite skilled, and didn't have the air of a noblewoman at all.

"Xiaoya is the best! She's not only better than me, but she's even surpassed Xiaomingzi by a large margin. Don't you agree, Xiaomingzi?"

Zhou Ming, walking beside him, said somewhat dejectedly, "Hey, bro, are you even my real brother?"

Zhou Guo'er laughed and ran ahead, plucked a weed, and threw it at Zhou Ming.

"Big brother is right. Sister is so strong, unlike you who fell and got bruises all over your face."

That's right, Zhou Ming tripped and fell into the wheat field when he was distracted.

Zhou Shijie rode his bike ahead with a relaxed and content expression, not joining in the younger generation's conversation.

Before long, everyone returned home. Zhou Shijie didn't ask Zhou Rui, who had come to help, to move the wheat; he finished the work by himself in an orderly manner.

Zhou Yong'an looked at his descendants with a smile. He was going out of the village less and less these days, while more and more of the village's elderly men were heading to Zhou's courtyard.

"You've worked hard, Qingya! Come in and sit for a while~ Didn't Ruizi take good care of you, you blockhead!"

Zhao Qingya was neither flustered nor deliberately avoided Zhou Yong'an's enthusiasm. She walked to the old man's side and helped him sit back down in his chair.

"Grandpa~ Brother Rui takes good care of me, don't worry~"

At this moment, Zhou's mother, Zeng Jiamei, also came out from the stove after hearing the noise. She happened to hear what she said, but instead of teasing her, she praised Zhao Qingya as a good child.

Seeing this, Zhou Ming ran to his grandfather to complain: "Grandpa, although my older brother didn't bully Sister Qingya, he bullied me and even called me Xiaomingzi."

After saying that, when he saw Zhou Rui pretending to teach him a lesson, he darted behind Zhou Yong'an and made a face.

Zhou Guo'er burst into laughter at this scene.

The family had a good atmosphere, with no unnecessary infighting and everyone working together against outsiders.

The meal was prepared quickly because Zeng Jiamei timed it perfectly. She started cooking as soon as everyone entered the house, and the food was served just as everyone had washed their hands and put their things away.

Two hot dishes, one soup, and one cold dish.

For some reason, the Zhou family had chicken today, a dish they only get to eat during festivals.

The other hot dish was stir-fried vegetables, along with seaweed and egg drop soup and a cold dish of houttuynia cordata.

"Wow, we're having chicken today!"

Zhou Guo'er stared intently at the stewed chicken on the table. The golden broth with oil floating on top was so enticing that just the aroma alone was enough to whet one's appetite.

Zhou Yong'an kindly picked up a piece of chicken with the skin on and placed it in Zhao Qingya's bowl.

"Qingya, we don't have any good food at home, not as good as your dad's factory. I'm sorry to have to make do with it."

When Zhao Qingya saw Zhou Yong'an serving her food, she didn't refuse or just watch; instead, she picked up the bowl with both hands and accepted it.

"Thank you, Grandpa. But you're too kind. It's all the same as eating, as long as it fills our stomachs. I'm the one who feels a little bad that you've spent so much money on me."

Zhao Qingya was sharp-eyed and clever; she knew this must be an extra meal for the elderly.

Zhou Yong'an laughed heartily and said nothing more. He didn't feel particularly eager to express his thoughts directly because Zhao Qingya was still young, and although she was intelligent, it was still somewhat inappropriate.

He specially stewed chicken, partly out of love for his granddaughter, and partly because this was the first time Zhao Qingya from the Zhao family had eaten alone at his home, and he thought highly of this girl.

After dinner, Zhou's mother went to clear the dishes and wash them, and Zhao Qingya, instead of playing around, followed along to help.

"Xiao Qingya, you can just sit and play. You don't need to get up and do anything." Zeng Jiamei took the bowls that were stacked in Zhao Qingya's hands.

"Auntie, it's alright, we'll finish the work quickly if we work together!"

Zhao Qingya was very sensible, and Zhou Rui nodded in approval at this sight.

Let's try our best to make up for the regrets of the previous life in this one.

After resting for a while, everyone packed up their farm tools and sickles, got on their tricycles, and prepared to go to the fields to continue harvesting wheat.

Just then, Zhou Yun, who was running around outside, suddenly entered the room, gesturing wildly.

"Auntie, Second Uncle, Grandpa, come quick! There are so many people outside, including some uncles!"

Zhou Yun's voice was childish, and everyone who was about to go to work immediately put down what they were doing and went outside to listen to the sound.

As soon as they stepped outside, the noisy country road caught the attention of the group, including Zhou Rui.

The commotion was only about a hundred meters away from the Zhou family's house, heading towards Wang Ermazi's house.

"Why are there so many people? What happened?"

Zhou Shijie muttered to himself. Zeng Jiamei glanced at him and seemed to have a guess. "It looks like Wang Ermazi's house? Did something happen to his family?"

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Zeng Jiamei was unsure, and the elderly Zhou Yong'an who followed behind her also didn't understand the situation. A group of people went forward to join in the fun, after all, they were their neighbors.

However, Zhou Rui was not among the group who were unaware of the situation. He looked at Wang Erjia on his left, and in the center of the commotion, he could vaguely see several staff members in uniform.

Has it finally arrived?

Zhou Rui understood that Wang Er was about to be taken away.

As the group drew closer, Zhou Xing seemed to spot the figures and instinctively hid behind Yang Laidi out of fear.

But Zhou Yun wasn't afraid. He jumped around and shouted, "It's Uncle Sun! It's Uncle Sun!"

Only after seeing the two figures in uniform clearly did Zhou Yong'an's voice sound with doubt, "Did you disturb them? What did Wang Er do wrong?"

Only when you get close to the crowd can you hear the lively chatter.

"What's wrong with Wang Er? What did he do? Is he going to be taken away for reprimand or something?"

"Oh dear, Third Aunt, don't you know? I've heard that Wang Er has no sense of propriety when it comes to gossip, always talking behind people's backs. I'm afraid he's offended someone!"

"No way, would he really speak ill of someone important?"

"You don't understand this. And don't tell anyone else what I'm telling you. I've heard that Wang Er..."

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After hearing this, a middle-aged woman looked around mysteriously, making sure no one was paying attention, before lowering her voice and saying fearfully, "No wonder—no wonder they were taken away. Oh well, let's just go. Watching porn is like losing your jacket; I'd better not join in the fun."

After saying those two sentences to the villagers, she disappeared like a slippery eel in the next second.

Zhou Rui's attention wasn't on Wang Er's doorway; although his gaze was elsewhere, he heard everything clearly.