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n“Grandmother!”

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nThe young man was shocked and looked at his grandmother in disbelief.

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nAre they going to lock me up to prevent me from leaving? How am I going to meet Xing’er secretly?

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nHowever, his family, especially his grandmother, knew him well. How could they let him have his way?

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nHence, he did not have to go out anymore from now on.

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n…

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nOn the mountain…

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nSpringwater flowed down the cliff continuously, gathering in a large pool.

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nIt was afternoon, and the place was quiet. Not many people came to fetch water at the spring.

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nSuddenly, a woman emerged, panting. She placed her bag on a rock and took out all the clothes inside.

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n“Hmph! I want to see if you can survive after drinking the water that my father’s clothes have soaked in! So you want the entire village to be well? Dream on!”

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nShe snorted coldly and was about to throw the clothes she had into the spring.

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nHowever, she was kicked aside before she could do so.

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n“Ah!” she screamed and fell onto a pile of rocks, clutching her father’s clothes tightly.

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n“What are you trying to do?”

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nQian Yiyun was here to fetch water. She had noticed that there was not much water left in the kitchen and scooped all the water into the cooking pot. She wanted to collect water to save her brother some trouble.

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nShe did not expect to witness a woman about to throw her clothes into the spring from afar.

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nThis spring water is our drinking water. The entire village at the foot of the mountain also drinks this water. How can she wash her clothes here? How disgusting is that?

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nWang Xing’er did not expect to meet someone here. She gulped in fear. “I… I…”

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nShe had seen her before. She was rescued by An Jiuyue from the flood. She had even watched her skin animals ruthlessly.

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nShe… Didn’t she already leave? Why is she still here?

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n“No, nothing. My… my clothes are dirty. I came to wash them,” she said guiltily.

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n“Wash your clothes?”

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nThere was no way Qian Yiyun would believe her!

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nWang Xing’er knew that the water here was for drinking, but she still came to wash her clothes. She was also stammering. It was clear—something was wrong.

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n“I know you. You’re from the village. You must know that the water here is for drinking. Tell me, what are you trying to do?”

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nQian Yiyun had interacted with the village women for many days at her sister-in-law’s place and had memorized their appearances. She remembered that this woman often ordered her mother-in-law about.

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nShe had never seen such a daughter-in-law! She had even complained to her brother about her.

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n“I’m not trying to do anything. I’m just washing my clothes. If you don’t want me to wash them, so be it. I… I’m going back.”

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nWang Xing’er felt that she could not allow herself to be exposed here. She had to leave this place first. She also could not let the villagers discover her. Otherwise, they would definitely beat her to death.

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nHence, she stood up with the clothes in her hands, packed her bags, and prepared to leave.

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nHowever, Qian Yiyun would not let her have her way. She grabbed a rod and knocked her out with a single strike, causing her to fall onto the pile of rocks.

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nThen, she waited by the side.

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nAlthough it was already afternoon, some villagers would still come to fetch water.

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