Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 74 - 73 The Victim’s Stool and the Victim
74: Chapter 73 The Victim’s Stool and the Victim
74 -73 The Victim’s Stool and the Victim
Su Yuncheng never expected that his first embrace with Lin Nianhe would be under such circumstances.
If this could even be considered an embrace.
Lin Nianhe, on the other hand, didn’t react too much.
She pushed Su Yuncheng’s arm and struggled discontentedly: “Let go of me!”
Just pretend to block and let her be, don’t get in the way of her fighting!
Su Yuncheng came to his senses and sighed helplessly: “Little ancestor, what’s the point of fighting?
If fighting could solve problems, what do you need me for?”
It was only then that Lin Nianhe belatedly remembered—oh right, he’s Public Security.
Lin Nianhe gave up on the idea of trying to kick Mrs.
Miao and stood firmly, no longer making a scene.
The police uncle has arrived, her big performance could also come to an end.
Others might not have noticed Su Yuncheng embracing Lin Nianhe, but how could Mrs.
Miao, who was staring at her the whole time, not see?
She sneered, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth: “Well well, you little harlot trifling with affairs of men and women…”
“Slap!”
A solid slap landed on Mrs.
Miao’s face, cutting off her words.
Wen Lan, with a dark face, shook her hand.
She had been holding back that slap for a long time!
After delivering it, Wen Lan felt an immense sense of relief and was even tempted to do it again.
Mrs.
Miao looked astonished at the girl she had always used as a shield, dumbstruck.
What’s happening at the Educated Youth Corps?
Why is every single one of these girls more aggressive than the next?
When Lin Nianhe pretended to chop Mrs.
Miao, she had been holding back, but Wen Lan’s slap was another matter—solid.
Mrs.
Miao felt her face go numb, chewed on her gums, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
She sat down on the ground in a daze, then suddenly began howling and beating her thighs:
“I’m dying, oh!
Not letting people live, oh!
You’re killing me!”
“An educated youth beating people!
I’ll report it to Public Security!
Arrested them all!”
Lin Nianhe tilted her head: “This scene feels so familiar.”
Wang Shumei stood up straight: “Suddenly, I kind of miss Aunt Zhao.”
Wen Lan’s eyes burned fiercely: “Cry out again, and I’ll smack you once more!”
Su Yuncheng: “…”
He rubbed his temples and turned back to Zhou Xu: “Don’t just stand there, go call the Team Leader of the Ten Miles Team and also bring me my work notebook.”
He didn’t dare to leave Lin Nianhe for a single step.
He had a feeling that the moment he turned away, this little ancestor would also give that shrew a slap.
Zhou Xu had watched a drama he couldn’t integrate into, and now that he was mentioned, he quickly responded and limped to bring Su Yuncheng a red-covered notebook.
Being a regular messenger, he was familiar with every family in the team.
Just as he was about to go find the Team Leader, he heard Lin Nianhe say: “Uncle Team Leader went to the commune with Aunt Wang, he’s not here.”
If Aunt Wang were home, there’d be no need for her to mediate anyway.
Zhou Xu stopped in his tracks and looked at Su Yuncheng.
Su Yuncheng was silent for a moment, then flipped open the notebook and turned to ask Lin Nianhe: “Tell me, what happened?”
Lin Nianhe pointed behind her, righteously complaining: “She came to the Educated Youth Corps to beat people up!
She was the first to start!”
“She eats our food, curses our people, and even smashed our little stool!”
Upon hearing this, Mrs.
Miao ignored Wen Lan’s threat, started wailing and beating her legs again: “I’ll report it to Public Security!
These people are going to kill me…”
Su Yuncheng swept over her with a cold glance: “I am Public Security.”
“…”
Mrs.
Miao’s crying came to a sudden stop.
She wasn’t blind; this man obviously knew that most ferocious girl.
Wouldn’t that mean trouble for her?
Her eyes whirled about, who knows what mischief she was plotting.
Su Yuncheng withdrew his gaze, looked behind Lin Nianhe, and saw nothing but a small stool with a broken leg.
That must be the so-called ‘victim stool’ she mentioned.
“The victim?” he asked.
Lin Nianhe then turned around, not seeing Miao Yulan.
Wang Xue came out of their house at this point, swiftly approaching Su Yuncheng’s side, and said, “It was Comrade Miao Yulan who was beaten.
It was chaotic just now, so I helped her inside.
Comrade, would you like to take a look?”
Her speech was brisk, but her eyes were constantly fixed on Su Yuncheng.
Su Yuncheng glanced down as he was writing, and replied, “A female comrade?”
“Um, yes.” Wang Xue spoke for Lin Nianhe, “This lady is Yulan’s mother.
As soon as she arrived, she hit Yulan, and then beat her again after dinner…
Comrade, why don’t you come inside and take a look?
I didn’t lie, Yulan really was beaten.”
Su Yuncheng: “It’s inappropriate for me to enter a female comrade’s room.”
Wang Xue’s breath hitched slightly, emphasizing, “But isn’t this an investigation?
We are willing to cooperate…”
“Mm.” Su Yuncheng looked towards Lin Nianhe, handing her his notebook and pen, “Nianhe, go inside for me and check.
Note down the extent of the injuries.”
Lin Nianhe: “Oh.”
Lin Nianhe took the notebook and pen and entered the room where Wang Xue and others stayed.
Miao Yulan was lying on the heated brick bed, with Yu Xiangqin taking care of her by her side.
The clothes she had been wearing were already taken off.
Her back was crisscrossed with fresh welts; the lighter areas were swollen two fingers high, while the more severe ones were a bloody and fuzzy mess of mottled and entwined wounds, with not a single spot unharmed.
Seeing Lin Nianhe come in, Yu Xiangqin hurriedly said, “Lin Nianhe, do you still have any medicine for injuries?
I think Yulan’s wounds are quite bad…”
She frowned, one hand still holding the back of Miao Yulan’s head.
Lin Nianhe walked over, pulling her hand away gently, “Did she get hit on the head?”
“Take a look, it’s swollen so big.” Yu Xiangqin moved to the side, her eyes full of expectation as she looked at Lin Nianhe.
Last time Wang Xixi lost so much blood, and Lin Nianhe managed to heal her without even leaving a scar on her face.
This time should be the same, right?
Lin Nianhe gently touched the swollen area, the size of half a palm, with blood on it—likely hit by splintered wood.
Miao Yulan was naturally skinny; now lying there, her spine protruded in a line.
Her consciousness was already dim; her breathing in with no breath out appeared so sorrowful to behold.
Had one not seen it with their own eyes, it would be hard to believe this was done by her own mother.
Lin Nianhe withdrew her hand, shaking her head, “No, she must be sent to the town’s health clinic.
If not handled properly, it could be life-threatening.”
When Wang Xixi hit the wall, at least she did it herself, and her innate self-preservation wouldn’t allow her to hit with full force, but Miao Yulan’s case…
Even without the head injury, just the wounds on her back alone would not be easy to treat.
This degree of damage could easily lead to internal bleeding.
Yu Xiangqin’s eyes reddened.
She sat by the edge of the brick bed, silent.
Go to the health clinic?
Where would the money come from?
Lin Nianhe briefly noted down the injuries in the notebook, and looking up to see Yu Xiangqin still motionless, she understood her worries.
She closed the notebook, reached into her pocket, and pulled out a banknote, handing it to her, “You accompany Miao Yulan.
Consider this money a loan from me to her.”
Yu Xiangqin stared at the neatly folded banknote, stunned, “You…
you’re willing to lend?”
Even after making such a fuss previously, Lin Nianhe was not willing to lend money, so why today…
“Human life is of utmost importance.”
Lin Nianhe quietly instructed, “Don’t tell her mother about the money.
Help her get dressed and prepare some bedding.
She’ll need to be taken to town by an ox cart.”
“Yes, yes!”
Yu Xiangqin finally confirmed that Lin Nianhe really did intend to lend money to save Miao Yulan’s life.
She quickly accepted it, tucking it into the pocket sewn into her small vest.
She said, “I thank you on behalf of Yulan.
That, that is, I’ll bring back whatever is left.”
“Buy her something to eat…
Wait a moment before bringing her out.
I’ll think of a way to send her mother off first, she can’t withstand another beating.”
After Lin Nianhe finished speaking, she left.
There was still a troublesome person outside; without getting rid of her, sending Miao Yulan to the hospital would not be easy.
As Lin Nianhe stepped out the door, she saw Wang Xue still circling Su Yuncheng, chattering about the day’s events.
Perhaps to speak a few more words with Su Yuncheng, she narrated the causes and consequences in extreme detail, even mentioning Mrs.
Miao’s accidental detour to Nine-miles Team.
“Right!
Miao Laidi, that wretched girl, was supposed to go to Nine-miles Team!
She ran to Ten Miles Team, there must be something behind this!
You all need to tell me the truth, did she bribe the leaders to get here?”
“This wasteful thing, she has money to switch places for herself, but no money for her own little brother’s marriage…”
Her words left everyone at the Educated Youth Corps shocked to their core.
To dare throw such filth on her own daughter, was she not afraid her daughter would be sent down to an even more harsh place?
