Zhou Lingling wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, filled with regret. If she had known it would turn out this way, she shouldn't have agreed to that old geezer yesterday and made the deed into a fait accompli with Bai Zhiqing.

Now her reputation is completely ruined. Even if she marries Bai Zhiqing as she wishes, she probably won't be happy.

It's all Jiang Lan's fault for spouting nonsense in front of that old geezer. She will definitely not let that bitch get away with it.

"Bai Zhiqing, how could you do such a thing? I invited you to dinner out of gratitude. Although you saved my Bao'er, you can't rape my granddaughter! She's only seventeen, what will she do in the future!" Old Mrs. Zhou pointed at Bai Zhiqing, saying with great distress.

"My poor daughter, what will you do in the future! It's all my fault, I shouldn't have given birth to you." Zhou Lingling's mother cried loudly. She was exchanged for a bag of grain and usually had a very low presence in the Zhou family. The last time she cried like this was when the news of Zhou Lingling's eldest sister's death came.

Bai Xiuwen was stunned. His mind was blank, and he couldn't remember what happened last night. But the bright red bloodstain on the bed and the bruises on the person next to him reminded him that last night was very intense.

But last night he only ate a few bites of food and drank a glass of baijiu before losing consciousness. He really has no recollection of what happened after that.

He was woken up by Zhou Lingling's screams in the morning, then the door was slammed open, Zhou's family came in and started cursing at him, and then the villagers rushed in.

Was he framed? A sinister glint flashed in Bai Xiuwen's eyes at this thought, but it quickly disappeared.

At this moment, the captain's voice came from the crowd, shouting, "Everyone disperse! Go do what you're supposed to be doing this early in the morning, what are you doing here? Zhou family, you come out too, tell them to put their clothes on properly before we talk."

Old Mrs. Zhou didn't get the answer she wanted, so she naturally didn't want to leave. But thinking that she would need the brigade leader's help later, she pulled her son out.

After a while, Zhou Lingling and Bai Xiuwen, dressed neatly, came to the courtyard. The villagers were nowhere to be seen. The brigade leader and Liu Ying, the village's women's director, were questioning the Zhou family about why they had suddenly invited Bai, the educated youth, to dinner, why Bai hadn't left after the meal, and whether they hadn't heard any noise last night.

Because the Zhou family had discussed it beforehand, the brigade leader and the others naturally received the same answer: Bai Zhiqing had assaulted Zhou Lingling while drunk.

Bai Xiuwen wanted to deny it, but he was caught in bed with another woman by the villagers, leaving him no way to deny it.

"What do you plan to do about this? Settle it privately or call the police?" the captain asked.

"You can't call the police."

"You can't call the police."

Bai Xiuwen and Granny Zhou spoke at the same time.

"Captain, Aunt Liu, actually, Comrade Zhou and I are dating. Last night I had a few drinks and then I couldn't help myself. I know I made a mistake, but I will definitely take responsibility. As long as Comrade Zhou is willing, I will go with him to get our marriage certificate tomorrow." Bai Xiuwen said sincerely after weighing the pros and cons.

When Zhou Lingling heard Bai Zhiqing say this, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't wait to nod in agreement.

"Aunt Zhou, what do you think?" The brigade leader naturally knew that Bai Zhiqing's talk of finding a partner was just an excuse.

"I don't care if you two are dating or not, you can't just marry my granddaughter whom I raised with such care! When Lingling's older sister got married, she received a dowry of 150 yuan. Now, weddings are all about the basics of a three-wheeled watch and a radio, so we don't need that. Just give us 300 yuan." Old Mrs. Zhou had already prepared her excuse.

Bai Xiuwen didn't even have thirty yuan on him, so where would he get three hundred yuan? Even if he had three hundred yuan, he wouldn't give it to them. A country bumpkin girl is worth three hundred yuan.

"Isn't this a bit too much?" Women's Director Liu Ying frowned. This old woman really didn't care about her granddaughter's life. Zhou Lingling's sister was sold to the mountains for 150 yuan and died not long after, as she heard. Now it's the same with Zhou Lingling.

After being persuaded by the brigade leader and the women's director, Granny Zhou finally agreed to settle the matter privately as long as Bai Zhiqing offered a bride price of two hundred yuan.

Bai Xiuwen didn't want to go to jail, so he had no choice but to agree.

The Zhou family gave Bai Xiuwen half a month to raise the money. If he still hadn't received the two hundred yuan after half a month, they would report him to the police for rape.

Jiang Lan saw the sinister look in Bai Xiuwen's eyes as he left the Zhou family, and knew that this matter was definitely not over. So she asked Ping An to keep an eye on him to prevent him from becoming desperate and harming innocent people.

After watching the play, Jiang Lan decided to get up and go to the Ruan family's house later.

During this time, Aunt Ruan's illness improved a lot, and she often made some pastries and snacks, which she would then have Ruan Ziqing deliver to her.

She's eaten so much food from them, she should reciprocate by sending them something in return.

Jiang Lan picked and chose from her spatial storage and filled half a basket with eggs, apples, cookies she made in her spare time, and a light blue cloth, which she used to cover the basket.

The Ruan family lived not far from the Jiang family. When Jiang Lan arrived, Ruan Ziqing was reading in the courtyard, and Aunt Ruan was sewing clothes nearby, giving people a sense of peaceful tranquility.

You can tell from the neat and tidy courtyard of the Ruan family that Aunt Ruan is a clean person.

"Sister Jiang Lan, you're here." Ruan Ziqing greeted her happily when she saw her.

"Aunt Ruan, this is Ziqing's younger brother." Jiang Lan put the basket in the kitchen.

"You silly child, you came all this way, why did you bring anything?" Aunt Ruan said with a hint of reproach. Her health hadn't been very good for years, and she was very grateful to Sister-in-law Jiang for helping to take care of the two children.

Now that I'm feeling better, I remembered that Lanlan likes pastries, so I made some and asked Ziqing to take them to her.

I remember when Lanlan was little, she loved following Ziheng around, calling him "Brother Ziheng" all the time. Who would have thought that the two children would grow apart as they grew up?

"Hehe, I only brought some eggs to help you recover. Once you're fully healed, I'm waiting for you to make me all sorts of pastries. Aunt Ruan, you can't refuse!" Jiang Lan hugged Aunt Ruan's arm and acted coquettishly. In her memory, this gentle woman was always the first person she thought of when there was something delicious to eat.

"Alright, alright, Auntie will accept it right away. I promise I'll get well soon and make delicious and beautiful pastries for our Lanlan. Cough cough cough." Aunt Ruan coughed twice after saying that.

Ruan Ziqing was about to pour water when Jiang Lan beat her to it.

Thinking of Aunt Ruan and Ziqing's health, Jiang Lan put some spiritual spring water in their water tanks. It wasn't that she was reluctant to use it, but the effect was too good and she was afraid of scaring them.

The first time she filled the water tank at home with spiritual spring water, she added a little too much. Her parents and second brother had diarrhea all night, and when they woke up the next day, there was a layer of dark stuff on the bed, which almost scared them to death.

The effects of the spiritual spring water were so amazing that she dared not use too much at once.

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