Song Wei saw it too—the child spotted a little girl eating candy, lunged at her, and snatched it away, even pushing her to the ground.
The little girl’s parents were furious and shoved Li Fugui away.
Li Fugui didn’t think he’d done anything wrong and started cursing. “My grandma says worthless girls don’t deserve good things! She’s a worthless girl! Give me the candy now, or I’ll tell my grandma to beat you up!”
Everyone overheard this, and their disgust for the Li family grew even stronger.
Aunt Lin shook her head. “The Li family doted on that grandson of theirs and spoiled him rotten. Now, who knows if he’s even really a Li?”
Li Fugui was slapped by the little girl’s parent and immediately threw himself on the ground, rolling around and screaming.
But this time, his grandmother and father didn’t rush to his defense like they always had.
Only the woman looked heartbroken.
The child might not be a Li, but he was undoubtedly hers.
“Li Gui, are you just going to stand there? Can’t you see your son is being bullied!”
Li Gui snapped back, “You tell me the truth! Whose son is he really?”
His eyes were bloodshot with rage.
The woman also lost her composure, clawing and scratching at Li Gui’s face.
“So what if he’s not yours? Don’t you know your own shortcomings? If I hadn’t found someone else, you’d still be in the dark! A few minutes each time—and you expect me to get pregnant with your child? Compared to other men, you’re not even a real man!”
Slap!
This struck at the core of his masculinity. Li Gui couldn’t hold back anymore and slapped her hard.
“Shut your mouth!”
The woman screamed, “I’ll fight you to the death! Even if I get arrested today, I’ll expose your shameful secret! You all kept pressuring me to have a child, but does your son even have what it takes? Do you know he only lasts a few minutes in bed? And you still wanted a son? Disgusting!”
This scandal was explosive. Everyone watching widened their eyes in shock.
Their gazes toward Li Gui turned peculiar, unconsciously drifting downward.
“You’re lying! You…”
Li Gui’s mother trembled, unable to accept this reality. She let out a shrill cry and lunged at her daughter-in-law, continuing the fight.
In the end, the brawl became so violent that the entire family was arrested by the local police.
Li Gui’s wife likely wouldn’t be returning, but even if Li Gui came back, after today’s shocking revelation, he would probably never be able to hold his head high in the courtyard again.
After finishing their melon (drama), Aunt Lin hurried back to cook.
Song Wei assisted, and the two women chatted animatedly in the kitchen.
Lin Zhen: …………
He had considered helping, but now it seemed better not to—his presence would likely stifle their conversation.
After the meal, Song Wei and Lin Zhen left. On their way downstairs, they saw Li Gui, his mother, and Li Fugui returning.
Li Fugui was still whining about being hungry and demanding food.
This time, the Li family no longer indulged him. After all, the woman had openly admitted it—the boy wasn’t a Li!
As for Li Fugui’s future, that was none of Song Wei’s business or anyone else’s concern.
They picked up their photos, gathered their purchases, and returned to Ping’an Brigade.
As soon as they arrived home, a pack of wolves, big and small, surrounded them, with a fox mixed in among them.
Song Wei handed the photos to Heidan and pointed at the animals in them.
“This is a herd of sheep. These are horses—the black one is the big black horse I told you about. All the other horses in the herd follow its lead.”
“Wow!”
Heidan held the photos, his eyes shining brightly.
“This is a Pallas’s cat. Doesn’t it look majestic?”
“Big cat!”
There were quite a few big cats, and they really did look majestic.
“But they’re total pushovers in a fight.”
“What does ‘pushover in a fight’ mean?”
“It means they’re not very good at fighting or hunting.”
Pallas’s cats really only have their intimidating looks going for them.
“This is a snow leopard. Isn’t it beautiful?”
Heidan held the photo and nodded vigorously. “A beautiful, big big cat.”
A cat much larger than the Pallas’s cat, the snow leopard in the photo looked aloof and elegant, even with three cubs in tow.
So pretty.
There were also blue sheep, yaks, Tibetan foxes, wolves, eagles…
Wait, eagles!
She seemed to have brought back an eagle egg, hadn’t she?
Song Wei realized what she had forgotten.
She handed all the photos to Heidan and hurried off to find Lin Zhen.
“Lin Zhen, Lin Zhen…”
She called his name repeatedly. At that moment, Lin Zhen was stuck in the melon field, trapped by an unwanted admirer.
Hearing Song Wei’s voice, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Yuyin also saw Song Wei approaching. She deliberately twisted her ankle, let out a feigned cry, and stumbled toward Lin Zhen.
Lin Zhen sidestepped neatly.
Zhao Yuyin landed hard on the ground, and the bowl of sugar water she was holding splashed all over her, drenching her completely.
“Ah!!!”
“Wow, so clumsy on your feet,” Song Wei remarked as she walked over, her tone dripping with sarcasm.
Zhao Yuyin scrambled up awkwardly, shooting a resentful glare at Lin Zhen.
“Don’t misunderstand, little sister. I was just talking to Comrade Lin—nothing else.”
Song Wei: “Of course I believe that.”
She turned to Lin Zhen. “What happened just now?”
Lin Zhen kept a straight face and explained everything in detail.
“I was here picking melons when she came over with a bowl of sugar water, pestering me to drink it. If it weren’t for the fact that I don’t hit women, I would’ve slapped her away long ago.”
Song Wei crossed her arms and looked at Zhao Yuyin. “What a waste of a bowl of sugar water.”
Zhao Yuyin stomped her foot in frustration. Why did Lin Zhen have to tell Song Wei everything?
And yet, one was willing to tell, and the other was willing to believe. Shouldn’t such situations cause some doubt or discomfort even if witnessed firsthand?
Lin Zhen picked up a large watermelon. “Let’s go.”
As he turned, a flicker of annoyance crossed his eyes.
He disliked anyone trying to cause trouble between him and Song Wei. Zhao Yuyin had crossed the line one too many times, and it was starting to test his patience.
“Oh, right, Lin Zhen—where did you put the eagle egg I brought back from the grasslands?”
Lin Zhen: “In my room.”
After returning to Lin Zhen’s house, Song Wei immediately went to check on the eagle egg.
Lin Zhen had thoughtfully made a small nest for it, lined with cotton wool, where the egg rested snugly.
Song Wei touched the cotton—it wasn’t warm at all.
After a moment’s thought, she decided to take the egg out.
“Lin Zhen, I’m taking the egg back. Li Juan’s hen is brooding right now. I’ll put the egg under her to let the hen incubate it.”
“Alright. I’ll chill the watermelon in the well. Come back quickly to eat.”
“Got it.”
Song Wei hurried off to find Li Juan and carefully placed the eagle egg under the brooding hen. Only then did she feel relieved.
“Whether you hatch or not is up to fate now.”
Watermelon, watermelon, time for watermelon~
She dashed back to Lin Zhen’s place.
“When the next batch of watermelons is harvested and we sell them in the city, I’ll also sell the caterpillar fungus. After that, we can renovate the house. What kind of style do you want?”
Song Wei: “Let’s build a blue-brick tile-roofed house. We should have a bathroom inside—for using the toilet and showering. The floors should be covered with clean tiles. We’ll keep the front and back yards and plan them as vegetable gardens and flower gardens. The backyard is pretty spacious—can we dig a small pond?”
Lin Zhen nodded. “Sure, I’ll dig it.”
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