Chapter 162: Chapter 158: Wen Ran: You’re Really a Glutton!

Zhang Weihong’s tone wasn’t as cold and hard as before. An old man who was herding ducks with him saw the young man shivering from the cold and hurriedly took out his padded jacket and wrapped it around the young man.

Just as the young man wrapped himself in the padded jacket, he turned his head and heard a splash.

Wen Ran: “?”

Seriously, who’s jumping into the river now?

Can’t we catch a breath early in the morning?

Did everyone agree to die today?

Turning his head, Bao Wenxuan had disappeared on the spot.

Auntie looked bewildered, holding a half-wet jacket, meeting Wen Ran’s eyes, she stuttered, “I, I don’t know, Bao was mumbling something about waste.

I didn’t understand, the jacket was stuffed into my arms, and before I could stop her, she jumped.”

Fortunately, Bao Wenxuan was indeed a good swimmer. She dived in and within a minute surfaced to breathe and threw a couple of large river clams onto the shore.

“Just now, I was only thinking about using these things as weapons,” Bao Wenxuan wiped the water off her face and chuckled, “But if you take out the meat, you can stir-fry it.”

“Stop being silly, get up quickly, or you’ll catch a cold.”

Most importantly, jumping in the water without warming up can really lead to cramps!

Bao Wenxuan waved her big hand, “It’s fine, wait for me, I’ll be up in no time.”

She took a deep dive, which made Zhang Weihong grab the young man and slap him twice. If it wasn’t for his troublemaking, things wouldn’t have come to this!

The young man: My wife, aren’t your hands hurting from slapping?

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A minute later, Bao Wenxuan threw up a big fish, about the length of Wen Ran’s forearm. She cheerfully paddled toward the shore, but as she neared it, her face twisted.

Wen Ran realized something bad had happened. She feared Bao Wenxuan really had cramped up.

She took a step into the stream, grabbed Bao Wenxuan by the collar, and threw her onto the shore.

Amidst the chaos, once things calmed down, everyone was in Wen Ran’s small courtyard, warm in dry clothes by the stove.

Of course, mixed in was Wen Ran’s angry scolding of Bao Wenxuan.

“You’re really greedy!” Wen Ran jumped angrily, “If you died in there, how would I explain it to the team leader?”

Saying Bao Wenxuan bravely and decisively went into the water to save someone, and came ashore hungry for food.

Thinking it was a pity to throw away that clam, she went back in to fetch it.

She brought up the clam, cramped halfway, couldn’t climb out, and drowned?

Damn!

It’d be humiliating if the story got out.

Bao Wenxuan shrank her neck, chuckling awkwardly, “Hahaha, isn’t this just because I’m lucky?”

“Stop giving me that nonsense, Bao Wenxuan, next time you don’t use your brain, I’ll throw you in the river!”

“Yeah, yeah, I got it, I got it.”

Thinking about it, she also felt scared, no wonder people say those who drown are often good swimmers.

They say skill breeds courage, leading to a lack of due reverence.

If one is careless, trouble will happen.

After dealing with Bao Wenxuan, Wen Ran looked at Zhang Weihong and the young man, wanting to say something but unsure where to start.

But Wen Ran wasn’t left pondering for long, as Zhang Weihong took a deep breath, nudged him, and knelt on the ground. The young man clung to her calf and wouldn’t let go, “Yao the Second, you’ve gone too far, any more of this nonsense…”

Oh no!

There’s a murderous look in that woman’s eyes.

Yao the Second got scared, released his grip, hesitantly scooted two centimeters away, but still clung to Zhang Weihong, “Sorry.”

“Sigh~.”

Zhang Weihong looked at Yao the Second, her eyes clouded with a bit of frustration, “This story is long.”

But, essentially, it’s a tragedy.

——

Yao the Second is Yao Shihua, a boy from the Yao Family of the Antelope Team.

The Yao Family is relatively well-off, having three sons and two daughters.

For some strange reason, the parents doted on four kids and treated Yao Shihua like crap.

Resources in the family were limited, everyone wanting their share, and in such circumstances, favoritism brought benefits.

Yao Shihua was suppressed from a young age, and over time, it became his norm.

Anyway, he wasn’t dead; he’d just make do with life.

From the village school, he studied up to the county level, earning excellent grades. Even if the Yao Family didn’t want to waste money on him, they had to consider whether the team’s people would criticize them.

Moreover, the Yao parents felt that with successful children, it not only sounded good but also benefited the other kids in the family with Yao Shihua around.

Thus, Yao Shihua juggled between studying and acting like a nanny, taking care of his siblings.

At the tender, passionate age of the early teens, Yao Shihua somehow managed to offend some evil eyes, making him a target.

He was often bullied; one person couldn’t fight off a bunch, let alone a whole group, no matter how capable he was.

At this crucial moment, Zhang Weihong descended like an angel, heroically rescuing the weak…

Or rather, a warrior saving a weakling, something along those lines.

Zhang Weihong couldn’t stand bullying the weak, so she went in and first beat the crap out of Wang Dezhu, the ringleader. The rest of the boys, scared, didn’t dare act out.

She could fight and scold, her sharp tongue tearing those boys apart with insults.

Not only that, she managed to squeeze out time to accompany Yao Shihua, demanding medical expenses and apologies door to door.

People with a sense of dignity would restrain their mischievous kids, apologize, and pay compensation, ending the matter.

For those unreasonable ones, Zhang Weihong would go to the bustling streets, scold them by name and shame them until they surrendered within half an hour.

In that instant, Yao Shihua fell in love.

For the first time, someone had stood in front of him, protecting him, defending him.

Zhang Weihong thought it was just a one-off intervention, expecting a simple thank you and thinking it was done.

But unexpectedly, she became stuck with a clingy fellow.

He was exceptionally attentive, omnipresent. Initially, Zhang Weihong thought, how could a grown man be so annoyingly clingy?

But over time, she got used to Yao Shihua’s company.

Though a bit cowardly, he was attentive and looked decent. Zhang Weihong eventually warmed up to his pursuit.

The marriage was all but set when Antelope Team’s wheat got ruined by rain, sprouting. Even if the Yao Family was well-off, they wouldn’t dare wed extravagantly at such a time.

Zhang Weihong was troubled but then heard Wen Ran from her own team came up with a solution for Antelope Team.

Not only saving the loss but also earning fame for the Antelope Team.

Just when she was happily waiting for a marriage proposal from the Yao Family, not a word came.

At that time, she started feeling uneasy.

But she wanted to believe that Yao Shihua’s care and attention over the years were real.

And the result?

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