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Wen Qian nodded seriously. Yes, Lu Yao was not Lu's biological child. She had learned this information accidentally while overhearing a conversation between Ding Cuihua and a man. That man was someone Ding Cuihua had found.
At the time, Ding Cuihua had moved here with Lu, and she was alone and helpless. It was surprising to see someone who appeared so fearful of Lu could actually do something so significant. Lu had raised another person's son for over ten years, unknowingly plotting for someone else's child all those years. The thought of how devastated Lu would be upon discovering this news was too much for her to bear.
However, what she wanted was not for Lu to be devastated, but for Lu Yao to continue living in fear. The days ahead for the Lu family would surely be difficult; the only normal person among them was Lu. He not only needed to take care of himself but also had to look after a family full of patients. The daily torment was far more painful than a swift death.
Now, all that remained was to deliver the most fatal blow, causing everything to collapse like a poorly played game of chess. Therefore, when the time came, she needed to leave Lu with a surprise.
Early the next morning, they packed their things. The thatched cottage had already been discussed with Uncle Ai Guo, who agreed to come and dismantle it first thing in the morning. Even if it wasn’t needed, it could be taken home and used as firewood. Since Lu was doing such a big favor for him, Jiang Ai Guo didn’t hesitate to agree.
It wasn't until they boarded the train and it began to move slowly that Wen Qian felt the reality of leaving this place. She watched the scenery pass by and realized she was finally taking her son away, starting a new life. A faint smile appeared on Wen Qian's lips, her eyes softening with relief. No matter how difficult the days ahead might be, they would at least be better than the hopeless existence she had endured in her previous life.
Lu had specifically asked a comrade working at the train station to help buy hard sleeper tickets. The journey went smoothly and gently swayed along the way. When Lu Chen woke up, he curiously looked outside and then turned to Wen Qian with excitement. "Mommy, look at the train!"
Wen Qian smiled as she gently patted his head. Suddenly, a harsh voice pierced through the air. "Country bumpkin, what’s there to see on a train? Clearly someone from the countryside who has never seen the world."
Wen Qian looked at her frightened son, Chen, and comfortingly patted his back. Once he was out of sight, her expression turned cold.
Lu Zheng shot a displeased glance at the woman sitting across from him. "Comrade, I need you to apologize to my son."
The woman scanned Lu Zheng with a dismissive look, a flicker of surprise crossing her eyes, but she stubbornly asked, "Who are you?"
How had she not noticed this man earlier? It was quite damaging to her image.
"I am the child's father. You have already harmed my son. If you do not apologize, I can call the train police."
Seeing Lu Zheng's darkening face, the woman nervously swallowed hard and quickly said, "Fine! I'm sorry, is that enough?"
She shot a sidelong glance at Wen Qian and muttered under her breath, "You think you're so special just because you're from the countryside? Just look at her; it's obvious she's been working in the fields."
Wen Qian returned to her seat with Lu Chen and coldly regarded the woman, sizing her up.
Though the woman wore the latest fashionable polyester and leather shoes, it looked somewhat odd on her. Her wheat-colored skin and high cheekbones paired with bright red lipstick gave her an unintentionally comical appearance.
It was clear that she had just bought her clothes; beneath her was a newspaper, as if she were afraid of getting dirty.
One glance revealed that she too came from the countryside.
Ha!
What a sight—disdainful of her own background yet proud and arrogant.
How dare you look down on rural people? So what if we come from the countryside? We earn our living honestly without stealing or robbing.
If you trace back three generations, who doesn’t come from a rural background? The food you eat is grown by farmers!
Wen Qian looked at the now dumbfounded woman, her lips curling into a smirk as she delivered her final words. "You dare stir up conflict between rural and urban folks at a time like this? Who knows if you're trying to provoke us intentionally? This place is deliberately mismanaged; who knows if it will pass inspection? Just take it as a hint."
"Wha—what did you say? Who are you talking about?" The woman stood up in fright, pointing at Wen Qian. She glanced around nervously and noticed that others were already looking their way.
Their voices hadn’t been quiet; in such a small compartment, it was impossible for others not to hear.
Before long, the train police arrived. They sternly dispersed the crowd and left one person behind to watch over their belongings while leading Wen Qian and several others toward the dining car.
After some inquiries, the police looked disapprovingly at the woman. "Comrade Guo Xiaojun, how can you look down on rural people? This reflects poorly on your ideological awareness."
Guo Xiaojuan had already been scared to tears. She nodded fearfully, "Officer, I know I was wrong. Please don’t arrest me, don’t arrest me. I’m relying on my brother-in-law; he’s in the army and will definitely teach me. I can change in the future."
"Just knowing you were wrong is enough. Go back!"
Lu Zhenghe and Wen Qian had already returned before her. Guo Xiaojuan looked at them with gritted teeth, resentment flashing in her eyes. She had only said a few words, yet they had called the train police over. If it weren’t for her quick thinking, she might have already been caught.
She glanced at Wen Qian, biting her teeth; she would not let this go easily.
Wen Qian smiled lightly at her and said, "Just be careful with your words in the future; you wouldn’t want to be mistaken for a spy."
"You!"
Guo Xiaojuan knew she was no match for her and could only sulk in silence.
Looking down, she saw her leather shoes had been stepped on and screamed, quickly bending down to wipe them off. "My shoes! Who stepped on them? They’re brand new and so expensive!"
These shoes and clothes were bought with money and tickets sent by her sister, costing quite a bit! Her sister, Guo Dajuan, said she would introduce a match for her in the army—someone not only outstanding but also handsome—and urged her to tidy up and hurry over.
Their family was overjoyed; the eldest daughter marrying an officer meant their lives had improved significantly, with money being sent back every month! If the youngest daughter also married an officer, wouldn’t their lives get even better? They could even find a relaxed job for their younger brother in the army and become city folks.
They hurriedly helped Guo Xiaojuan get ready, buying her the most expensive and fashionable clothes. The leather shoes were even something Guo Xiaojuan had convinced Guo Qi to buy since they weren’t cheap!
Lying on the bed, Guo Xiaojuan smiled; she was about to become an officer’s wife! When she returned to the village, everyone would look up to her.
The train came to a stop, and more people boarded. A young, refined man approached and looked at the woman lying on the bed. Frowning slightly, he spoke up, "Comrade, this is my bunk. Could you please move?"
"What do you mean yours? This is mine! Besides, what difference does it make where I sleep?"
Guo Xiaojuan was already fuming from earlier grievances, and seeing a pretty boy in front of her made him an easy target for her frustration.
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