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Chapter 117 - 117 117 If You Cant Retreat Advance(1)_1
Chapter 117 - 117 117 If You Cant Retreat Advance(1)_1
?Chapter 117: Chapter 117: If You Can’t Retreat, Advance(1)_1 Chapter 117: Chapter 117: If You Can’t Retreat, Advance(1)_1 “How did the girl from the Lin family end up like this?” A villager exclaimed upon seeing Lin Ziyin.
“Lou Zheng, did the Lin girl get hit by someone?”
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In just the blink of an eye, Lou Zheng’s ox cart was surrounded by villagers.
Lou Zheng, Mrs. Zhang, and a few little monks all frowned simultaneously.
“It was a simple misunderstanding, it’s all good now.” Lou Zheng remained tight-lipped, with Mrs. Zhang keeping silent.
After using Master Hui Zhen’s medicinal ointment in the temple, the swelling on Lin Ziyin’s face had significantly reduced. However, the bruise remained. She had had better meals these recent days, so her face was no longer the previous waxy yellow, but instead had become many times paler and tender, thus making the bruise on her face much more prominent.
“A woman can’t trade without showing her face and taking losses.” Even though Lou Zheng had intended to conceal the truth, there were quite a few gossip mongers in the village.
“Isn’t it? If business was so good, everyone would be rich.” Someone gloated over the situation.
“She must have offended someone she shouldn’t have outside. Look at how pitiful she looks.”
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These sour words fell on Lin Ziyin’s ears as though she hadn’t heard them. Villagers in the rural villages had limited forms of entertainment, and were illiterate, so they always loved to gossip whenever something fresh happened.
Ever since the Lin family’s fortune improved, many villagers became envious and jealous. A lot of them even wished that the Lin family would encounter some mishap. In simple terms, they were just sour grapes.
“What nonsense are you all spouting?” Lou Zheng naturally heard the villagers gossip too. He was worried and cast a surreptitious glance at Lin Ziyin. Seeing the obscure emotions on her face, his heart jumped, and he quickly lashed out at the villagers who were chattering idly, “It’s already said that it was a misunderstanding. If you guys have too much free time, wouldn’t it be better to find some work instead, so you could earn a bit more for your household?”
“Lou Zheng, we don’t have the skill to easily rake in silver like the Lin family,” someone voiced out in dissatisfaction loudly.
“If you don’t have the skill, at least you have the strength, right? Rather than dreaming all day of pie falling from the sky, wouldn’t it be better for you to wait for silver to roll into your house?” Lou Zheng was quite a formidable character and effortlessly lectured the villagers.
“Amitabha. The mishap today was due to our negligence in the temple for not adequately protecting Benefactor Lin. However, such incidents won’t occur again in the future. The Abbot has decreed that my fellow monk brothers and I will take turns escorting Benefactor Lin.” The simple-minded Liao Kong immediately made a statement.
When the affair involved the monks from the temple, the villagers finally closed their mouths.
“Let’s go home,” Lin Ziyin, not wanting to be gawked at any longer, softly reminded Lou Zheng.
“The sun’s hot, let’s go home quickly,” Mrs. Zhang also urged. The villagers were too talkative. Regardless of whether Ziyin found it displeasing, she didn’t like listening to them either.
Upon arriving at home, this was the first time the little monks came to her house. They were all curiously sneaking glances at the courtyard.
“What happened?” Guo Huiniang was pouring out water when she saw Lin Ziyin approaching with her bruised face. She was so frightened that the basin dropped from her hands.
“Sister,” upon hearing the voice and seeing Lin Ziyin, Lin Changting was so terrified that he could hardly speak. Yanzhi, who came after, was scared into crying instantly because of her appearance.
“What happened?” The last to appear was Zige, “Ziyin, what happened?” As soon as she spoke, she turned her head and saw the injuries on Lin Ziyin’s face. She immediately rushed forward to hug Lin Ziyin, and then her teardrops started falling too.
“I’m hungry,” Lin Ziyin spoke, “Uncle Lou Zheng and his wife haven’t eaten either. Later, tell them that you guys passed by and saw me. I’m fine now, it looks severe but the injuries are all superficial.”