Reborn in a virtual world, before the house was taken away

Only then did the captain belatedly realize that his restless wife had caused trouble again. He glared at Ye Dahua, who shrank back in response. After all, it was the truth, and she couldn't say anything to refute it. Didn't she see that Lü Yulan had just apologized for making false accusations?

The captain hadn't expected to get himself into trouble, especially since Feng Qingqing had so openly said it in public, practically naming him as his wife. This was incredibly disrespectful. He was a little annoyed, but now wasn't the time to dwell on it. He cleared his throat and spoke with a serious expression:

"Anyone in the brigade who spreads rumors and makes false accusations, no matter who it is, will be severely punished once the facts are verified. They will not only have their work points deducted, but will also have to apologize in public."

After saying that, he glanced at Feng Qingqing, as if to say, "Are you satisfied now?"

Feng Qingqing smiled indifferently; to her, it was a matter of taking a shot, whether there was a chance or not.

Seeing that everything was alright, the brigade leader waved his hand and told the commune members to go about their business.

After hearing this, Feng Qingqing turned around and headed towards the clinic, ignoring the murderous glare from Lü Yulan behind her.

After returning to the educated youth settlement, Feng Qingqing packed her things quickly, slung her basket over her shoulder, and went up the mountain again.

She has been going up the mountain frequently these past few days. Although she is a little tired, she has gained a lot, including improvements in her pharmaceutical skills and insights.

She came today mainly to pick some herbs for making joint ointment. Since she had been here a few days ago, Feng Qingqing still had some memory of where they grew, so she picked them quickly.

At this moment, Feng Qingqing changed direction and headed towards the small shed where He Yong'an was temporarily staying. She had reminded him yesterday that He Yong'an should be nearby at this time.

She arrived at the hillside above the shed and looked into the distance. She saw He Yong'an chopping wood. She smiled slightly and slowly walked down the hill. Suddenly, her foot slipped. She instinctively wanted to stop herself, but then she remembered something and didn't make any further movements. She rolled down the hill a few times and suddenly felt a sharp pain in her right foot. At this point, she regained her balance and had time to look at her right foot.

She noticed that her right foot was slightly swollen. She moved it and felt some pain. It seemed that she had twisted a muscle. She breathed a sigh of relief, as long as no bone was broken.

She rested for a while, and seeing that she wasn't far from He Yong'an's shed, just as she was getting ready to get up, she heard slow footsteps approaching from afar, accompanied by a question:

"Who is where?"

When Feng Qingqing heard that it was indeed He Yong'an, she felt relieved and quickly replied:

"It's me. I twisted my ankle a little. Can you come and help me?"

Upon hearing that it was indeed Feng Qingqing, He Yong'an quickly dropped the stick in his hand and rushed to Feng Qingqing's location in a few steps.

He saw that Feng Qingqing was half-lying on the lawn, one leg slightly stretched out, seemingly injured. Without saying a word, he lifted Feng Qingqing's leg to check on her, but Feng Qingqing spoke up in time:

"Don't worry, I didn't break any bones, I just twisted my ankle. Help me up, I'll go to your shed to rest for a while."

He Yong'an said with some concern:

"Can you still walk? Do you want me to carry you?"

Feng Qingqing smiled and shook her head:

"No need, it's just a slight sprain. I'll rub it with some medicinal wine when I get home, and it'll be fine in a couple of days. Don't worry, I'm a doctor myself, not some paper doll that can't be touched."

He Yong'an then took Feng Qingqing's right hand with both hands and slowly walked back. Coincidentally, when they were less than fifty meters away from the shed, someone suddenly walked towards them from a distance. He Yong'an was about to let go of her hand when Feng Qingqing grabbed him. Letting go now would only make things more obvious.

As the person approached, it turned out to be Li Cuihua, the notorious gossip of the brigade. Everyone in the brigade called her "Big Mouth Li." It was no surprise that any news she knew would soon be known throughout the entire brigade, from eighty-year-old elders to toddlers.

Feng Qingqing smiled to herself, wondering if this was fate or just good luck that Li Dazui had discovered their physical contact during the day.

He Yong'an also saw it, and his expression changed slightly. He grew up in the brigade and knew this person's personality and temperament very well. It seemed that in less than half an afternoon, the whole brigade knew that He Yong'an and Feng Qingqing were having an ambiguous relationship, and people who couldn't stand seeing Feng Qingqing doing well probably spread rumors that the two of them had been secretly having an affair for a long time.

The two saw Li Dazui, and Li Dazui, of course, also saw the two supporting each other. The gossipy look on her face was impossible to ignore. She spoke with great interest, without the slightest embarrassment:

"Hey you two, in broad daylight, with the Lu Yulan incident just yesterday, you're not going to do something like that, are you? This pulling and tugging..."

She has a mouth that always offends people, no wonder the whole brigade dislikes her. What are you saying?

Only then did Feng Qingqing shake off He Yong'an's hand and sit down on a rock nearby. She stretched out her slightly swollen right foot, making sure Li Dazui could see it clearly.

"Sister-in-law, I was picking herbs on the mountain when I accidentally fell down the slope and twisted my ankle. Comrade He kindly helped me to sit by the roadside. Don't make baseless accusations. The brigade leader just said this morning that if anyone spreads rumors or makes false accusations, they will not only have their work points deducted but also have to issue a public apology."

Li Dazui's expression, which had been smugly suggesting he was about to get some juicy gossip, softened slightly at these words, but his nature compelled him to speak anyway:

"That's what they say, but the two of you are pulling and tugging at each other like that. I'm not mistaken, am I? Tsk tsk tsk, this is the kind of time you'd be in. If it were us back then, we'd be drowned in a pig cage."

She persisted, relentlessly continuing to press the issue.

At this moment, He Yong'an, who had been silent until now, spoke up:

"Sister-in-law Li, how is Brother Shengli doing lately?"

Li Dazui, who was usually quite talkative, turned pale when He Yong'an mentioned her husband. She stopped talking and turned away.

It turns out that this Li Dazui man is named Wu Shengli. He is a cunning and sly man. Recently, it was rumored that he had an affair with a young widow from a nearby brigade. A few days ago, he came back saying that he had been beaten black and blue and was still lying at home. He felt ashamed when He Yong'an brought it up.

After Li Dazui left, He Yong'an looked at her with some worry and said helplessly:

"What a coincidence that Li Dazui saw it. I'm worried she'll make a huge fuss about it before the afternoon."

Feng Qingqing, however, remained calm and nonchalant, saying:

"People can say whatever they want. Besides, we have to take the first step."