Ji Chengxuan was feeling lazy, but his ears perked up.
The flattering look of the little girl popped up in his mind. Did she still have the gauze and sell it?
This was going to cause big trouble...
Just as he was thinking, the villagers in the clinic were craning their necks to look outside. "It's Mr. Yun. He's back!"
On the village path, a middle - aged man wearing glasses was walking in a hurry. His washed - out yellow shirt had rolled - up cuffs. He had a square - shaped face with deep furrows between his eyebrows.
Yun Motan never expected that while he was teaching in the town for a week, his family would turn upside down!
Thinking of the children at home, he felt a rush of anxiety and quickened his steps.
In the Yun family compound, Yun Fujin stood upright, while Yun Jianzhou sat on the steps with his chin in his hands. Their looks were surprisingly the same, as if they were enjoying a beautiful view and reluctant to leave.
"Little sister, spin around one more time. Let your second brother take a good look."
"Yeah, it fits well. Big brother has really good taste."
In the warm sun, Yun Que'er drooped her eyelids but still had to maintain a stiff smile on her lips. She tugged at her floral dress and spun around on the spot. As she did, the pleated skirt fluttered in a beautiful circle.
Yun Fujin and Yun Jianzhou wore the kind of loving looks of a father. Yun Que'er was adopted. With her big bright eyes, she looked like a doll. Her biological parents must be good - looking.
"What's going on here!" At this moment, a loud and powerful shout scared Yun Que'er off - balance. She stumbled forward a couple of steps before regaining her footing.
"Dad!"
"Dad!"
Yun Fujin and Yun Jianzhou looked at the newcomer and called out in unison.
Yun Que'er turned to look as well. Her father, Yun Motan, was just as she remembered. He had a just and imposing appearance. One look at him and you could feel his strict and solemn aura.
In her impression, her father had been kind to her. Otherwise, he wouldn't have adopted and raised her.
Yun Que'er thought so, and Yun Jianzhou was already rushing forward gleefully. "Dad, I've got good news for you. Our family has money now..."
"Scoundrel!"
Unexpectedly, Yun Motan scolded him. He caught sight of the bamboo - handled rake leaning against the wall, grabbed it, and swung it hard at Yun Jianzhou.
Yun Jianzhou had been hoping to get credit. He never expected to be beaten. Completely unprepared, he got hit on the arm and let out a scream. His thick eyebrows were raised in anger, looking as ferocious as a wild beast.
"Dad, why are you hitting the second brother?" Yun Fujin stepped forward to stop him, but Yun Motan was full of anger and hit Yun Fujin on the ankle.
Yun Fujin let out a muffled groan. His right leg gave way, and he knelt on one knee.
"Why are you getting beaten? Don't you know? Huh?" Yun Motan rarely beat Yun Fujin. As the eldest son, Yun Fujin was obedient, sensible, and steady. The most troublesome one was Yun Jianzhou.
He glared at Yun Fujin and then pointed the finger at Yun Jianzhou, who was looking defiant. "Was it your idea? Stealing a needle when you're young and stealing gold when you're old. You never learn the good things but pick up all the bad ones! Where's the money from the factory? How much did you steal, and where did you hide it!"
At first, he had hoped for the best, but when he saw the little floral dress on Yun Que'er and smelled the aroma of meat in the yard, he knew he couldn't deceive himself anymore.
He was a teacher, but he had a son who stole. It was a shame to the ancestors!
"Steal what? What did I steal! What factory, what money! I don't know!" Yun Jianzhou shouted. The veins on his forehead were bulging. He was young, tough - boned, and stubborn.
"You won't shed a tear until you see the coffin. I'll clean up the family today for the Yun clan!" Yun Motan was furious and was about to swing the rake again.
"Dad!"
A clear voice rang out. A little ball came running at full speed, spreading her arms to block in front of Yun Jianzhou.
Yun Motan's hand froze in mid - air.
The little girl's big, watery eyes had her eyebrows drawn into an "eight". She was so cute. How could he bear to hit her!
"Dad, we didn't steal anything! The money was earned through hard work. If you want to beat someone, beat me. It was all my bad idea..."
"Little sister..."
Yun Jianzhou stared at the little girl's thin figure in disbelief, shocked beyond words.
Yun Que'er took a leap of faith. Her eyes, looking up from below, were black and white. She was so small, but she created a haven between the father and son.
She gambled that her father wouldn't be heartless enough to drive her away. At worst, she would get a good beating. She accepted it!
"Little Que'er, do you know what you're saying? You're only seven. Do you want to be as good - for - nothing as your second brother and be a loafer?" Yun Motan was heart - broken. Little Que'er was naughty, but she was still young.
He had thought that as a teacher, as long as he patiently taught her, little Que'er would gradually understand the right and wrong.
Suddenly, Yun Motan felt like a complete failure. He was ashamed to be a scholar!
He took a weak step back, his eyes filled with a layer of disappointed gray.
"Dad, did you misunderstand something?" Yun Fujin felt something was wrong as he listened. Supporting his knee with one hand, he limped to the front door and pulled open the old door.
Yun Motan thought to himself self - deprecatingly that he had already been suspended for investigation in the town. Now that the evidence was conclusive, what was there to misunderstand...
However, when he looked into the house, he was instantly stunned.
What did he see?
Sweet potatoes?
Sweet potatoes piled up like a small mountain?