Visiting the Village Head to Save the Weak

At this moment, it was unknown if Chen Jing was confused by fear or if she was really confused. She only kept playing with the pillow in her arms and singing a nursery rhyme. “Baby, sleep. Baby, sleep.”

Qiao An yawned, looking sleepy. “She’s been singing all night,” she said lazily. “Take her away. I’m too sleepy and want to sleep again.”

Seeing that Chen Jing was indeed muddle-headed, the village head no longer suspected Qiao An and gestured for Chen Jing’s parents-in-law to take her away.

Xing Xiaoya glared at Qiao An with hatred. She didn’t expect her to escape.

After everyone left, Qiao An collapsed in her chair. Instinct told her that it was very unsafe for her to stay here.

At noon, Xing Chen returned.

Seeing Qiao An sitting on the recliner in deep thought, Xing Chen even said a few words of concern to her, “An’an, are you hungry?”

“Brother Xing Chen, I think we should leave here.”

The herbs in Xing Chen’s hand fell to the ground. This news was too sudden and he was not mentally prepared.

He walked up to Qiao An and squatted down to ask her, “Why are you leaving suddenly?”

Qiao An looked at him and saw the bruises under his eyes. He looked especially haggard after days of picking herbs and brewing medicine for volunteers.

Qiao An asked him, “Where did you go?”

“I sent medicine to the confinement area.” Xing Chen was very happy. “An’an, thanks to your idea of reducing the fever with Chinese herbs, many patients are better after taking Chinese herbs. As long as we continue to collect herbs, this plague will soon be stopped.”

Qiao An looked at his exultant expression and knew that he had always been a benevolent doctor. She couldn’t bear to persuade him to leave.

She tried her best to suppress the uneasiness in her heart and said, “Brother Xing Chen, promise me that we’ll leave here after the condition in the confinement area is under control. Okay?”

Xing Chen looked surprised. “Why are you suddenly so eager to leave? Did something happen?”

Qiao An didn’t know how to begin. After all, many things were her paranoid guesses.

Xing Chen glanced into the house and didn’t see Chen Jing, as if realizing why Qiao An was leaving.

“Where’s Chen Jing?”

Qiao An looked at him, a sly glint in her dark eyes. “Didn’t you send someone to take her away?”

Xing Chen immediately looked uneasy. “An’an, I didn’t.”

Qiao An gently wiped the sweat off his face and said, “Brother Xing Chen, if I didn’t know you, I’m afraid you would have suffered injustice today.”

“What exactly is going on?” Star asked.

Qiao An casually told him about Xing Xiaoya bringing the village head to demand for Chen Jing. Then, she said angrily, “I thought Xing Xiaoya was purely selfish. Now it seems that she’s ruthless.”

XIng Chen’s handsome face was as he clenched his fists tightly. “Xing Xiaoya is scheming against you. I really underestimated her for daring to hurt you.”

Qiao An calmed Xing Chen down and said, “Brother Xing Chen, don’t be angry. It’s not worth it to be angry. Now we have to think of a way to save Chen Jing.”

Xing Chen sighed. “Xing Xiaoya has alerted the enemy. It will be very difficult for us to save Chen Jing again.”

Qiao An said, “Yeah. I think we have to figure out Chen Jing’s background and contact her family as soon as possible. Looks like I have to go into the tiger’s den.”

As Qiao An muttered to herself, Xing Chen stared at her in shock.

When he first saw her, he was attracted by her devastating beauty. When he saw her again, he knew that she was graceful and delicate, so he had a great desire to protect her. He always thought that he would do everything for her in the future so she would leave a life of ease.

But now, seeing her so anxious to speak up for a suffering woman, Xing Chen was conquered by her personality. He did not expect such a delicate girl to have such courage and intelligence.

“An’an, leave these things to me. Rest at home.” Xing Chen’s heart ached for her. How could he let her tire herself out?

Qiao An held his face and felt even more sorry for him. “Brother Xingchen, you’ve lost weight. The confinement area needs you. With Chen Jing’s matter, I’m worried that your body can’t take it.”

Xing Chen laid his face in Qiao An’s warm palms and said happily, “An’an, with you now, I feel that my life has a direction. What you’re doing is also what I want to do.”

Qiao An rested his head on her knee, then stroked his flowing hair gently.

“I’m the one who caused you trouble.”

Xing Chen looked into her clear eyes. They were clearly so clear, but they were filled with love for him and an expression of determination to protect the weak.

After a late breakfast, Qiao An went down the mountain for the first time. She came to the village and began to play with young girls. Of course, she found an excuse for herself.

“Xing Chen and I are about to get married. But I really don’t know the custom of getting married in the mountains. So can you help me prepare? Of course, I’ll pay you.”

The girls rejected Qiao An decisively at first, but there were always a couple of poor girls who wanted to earn money. They agreed to help Qiao An.

Hence, they gave Qiao An advice. “Qiao An, you need a new house. Since you’re not short of money, let the villagers repair the house on a piece of land. If you repair the cabin, the construction period will be fast.”

Qiao An didn’t have the energy to repair a house, but it seemed good to use the excuse of repairing a house to approach the village head and probe the secrets of the village.

Qiao An snapped her fingers. “Good idea.”

However, when Qiao An told Xing Chen that she was going to the village head’s place, Xing Chen objected strongly and ordered domineeringly, “You’re not allowed to go.”

Qiao An explained earnestly, “I want to get some information from him.”

“Even then, you’re not allowed to go.” Xing Chen thought of how rich the village head’s family was. Fu Dayou actually openly expressed his love for Qiao An, so he avoided the village head’s family like the plague.

Qiao An guessed what he was thinking and smiled. “Why don’t you accompany me?”

Xing Chen said stubbornly, “I’ll go alone.”

Qiao An insisted, “I’ll stay with you.”

In the end, Xing Chen couldn’t dissuade Qiao An.

But before he set off, he’d prepared a special weapon for Qiao An. A bottle of powder.

“An’an, they won’t let you off so easily for hiding Chen Jing. Take this. If anyone makes things difficult for you, spread it on his exposed skin.”

Qiao An placed it into her pocket. “Okay.”

Xing Chen glanced at Qiao An’s clothes again. “Go change into jeans.”

Qiao An remembered the lecherous playboy from the village head’s family and consciously went in to change into conservative traditional clothes.

Then, she and Xing Chen arrived at the village head’s place.