She used to like Chen Hao very much, but now she is married. Although she died just after moving into her husband's house, she can no longer be with Chen Hao...

"Put on these clothes, so as not to expose them." Chen Hao turned his back to Zhang Qiaocui and handed the clothes over.

"Ah? Oh!"

Realizing that she had thought too much, Zhang Qiaocui's face immediately turned red to her ears.

Chen Hao is a college student, how could he have such thoughts about himself?

Zhang Qiaocui laughed at himself.

After putting on Chen Hao's clothes, Zhang Qiaocui wanted to stand up, but felt a sharp pain in her ankle.

"ah--"

Zhang Qiaocui screamed in pain and fell to the ground.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Hao turned around quickly and frowned when he saw Zhang Qiaocui holding her ankle in pain.

"Let me show you."

Chen Hao wanted to push Zhang Qiaocui's hand away, but Zhang Qiaocui blushed and refused to let go.

"When is this happening? Quickly let me go and let me take a look."

Chen Hao said anxiously.

"……All right."

Seeing Chen Hao's anxious look, Zhang Qiaocui's heart pounded wildly and she let go of her hand.

Chen Hao lifted up Zhang Qiaocui's trousers, and Zhang Qiaocui's ankles were exposed.

Zhang Qiaocui's ankles were warm and soft, and her hands were slightly warm, but Chen Hao had no time to care about them and could only check them carefully.

"It's just a sprained foot. It's not serious. Sister Qiaocui, I'll rub it for you now to dissolve the congestion and avoid hematoma. After that, you should go back and recuperate for a few days and you should be fine."

As Chen Hao spoke, he massaged Zhang Qiaocui's ankles.

"Hmm~~"

The pain coming from her ankle made Zhang Qiaocui couldn't help but let out a little groan.

More than ten minutes later, Zhang Qiaocui showed surprise: "Xiaohao, it doesn't hurt so much anymore."

"That's good." Chen Hao smiled.

"Xiao Hao, why are you so powerful now?" Zhang Qiaocui praised.

Chen Hao's hand movements paused slightly, his eyes changed, but he did not tell what happened in the prison, he just said:

"Sister Qiaocui, don't forget, I am a student at the Medical University."

"Yes." Zhang Qiaocui nodded, "College students should be so powerful."

Fenghuang Village had never produced a college student before, and Chen Hao was the first. Therefore, in the eyes of Zhang Qiaocui and other villagers, college students are capable of anything.

Chen Hao didn't stop moving his hands, and changed the topic: "I'll press it on you again, so it will heal faster."

Looking at Chen Hao who was massaging herself carefully, Zhang Qiaocui's heartbeat accelerated again.

Three years ago, on the wedding day, she somewhat hated Chen Hao.

If Chen Hao hadn't gone to college, she wouldn't have been disheartened and married to a neighboring village at the mercy of her family.

But later I heard that Chen Hao was unjustly imprisoned, and the hatred I felt for Chen Hao instantly disappeared and turned into regret.

She regretted that she didn't drag Chen Hao to go to college.

Later, as time went by, her feelings for Chen Hao became more and more complicated.

Seeing Chen Hao now, she was even more confused.

After more than ten minutes, Chen Hao finally stopped moving.

At this time, Chen Hao's forehead was covered with sweat.

Seeing this, Zhang Qiaocui subconsciously raised her hand to wipe Chen Hao's sweat, but she stretched her hand into the air and took it back.

"Wipe your sweat. Thank you so much for today." Zhang Qiaocui said with her head lowered.

"Why are you saying thank you?" Chen Hao chuckled, "I'll carry you back. Your foot is injured, so it's better not to walk."

"No, no need."

Zhang Qiaocui refused repeatedly. If the villagers saw her, her spine would definitely be broken.

"You're welcome, come up." Chen Hao bent down and said, "I'll carry you."

"It's really not necessary." Zhang Qiaocui said with a blushing face: "Others will misunderstand you if you do this."

"We are not afraid of slanted shadows, so why are we afraid of them?" Chen Hao frowned.

"I really don't need you to carry it." Zhang Qiaocui was a little angry.

It was nothing to be stabbed in her spine, but Chen Hao had already been stigmatized as a rapist. If he was misunderstood again, the future would be even more difficult.

This is what she doesn't want to see.

"Uh..." Seeing that Zhang Qiaocui was suddenly angry, although Chen Hao didn't understand the reason, he could only comfort him, "If you don't carry it, I won't carry it. Sister Qiaocui, don't be angry. I will help you back to the village."

"I can just walk by myself."

Zhang Qiaocui resisted.

Although she is still in perfect condition, she is a widow after all, and although Chen Hao has a stigma, he is still a college student.

She didn't want to hinder Chen Hao's future, even just a little bit!

Seeing that they were about to reach the entrance of the village, Zhang Qiaocui said: "You go back to see your uncle and aunt first. I can go back by myself."

Seeing Zhang Qiaocui's serious face, Chen Hao could only nod: "Okay, sister Qiaocui, please be careful on the road."

Zhang Qiaocui looked at Chen Hao's retreating back and tugged on the shirt that belonged to Chen Hao, her eyes becoming darker and darker.

…

When Chen Hao walked into Fenghuang Village, many Fenghuang villagers pointed at Chen Hao, their eyes full of disgust and contempt.

In response, Chen Hao gritted his teeth and ignored it.

This scene was something he had expected.

After enduring the glares and comments along the way, Chen Hao finally saw a house.

When he saw that house, Chen Hao lost his mind for an instant.

Then, is it still his home?

The house is dilapidated, the windows are broken, and the walls of the courtyard are covered with the words "rapist" carved in stones.

Chen Hao's nose instantly felt sore.

In the past, his family's conditions in the village were pretty good.

But first, it was because of supporting him to go to college, and then because of fighting a lawsuit for him, and now he is in such a state of poverty.

Chen Hao walked to the house and pushed open the courtyard door, only to see his gray-haired mother washing rice.

"mom!"

At this moment, Chen Hao could no longer control his tears and burst out.

Li Xiaolan looked up in shock. When she saw Chen Hao, she trembled and almost dropped the basin in her hand to the ground.

"Xiao, Xiaohao?"

Li Xiaolan's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Mom, I'm Xiaohao, I'm back."

Chen Hao hugged Li Xiaolan and said, "Mom, my son is sorry for you."

"Don't say such things."

Li Xiaolan shook her head, wiped away her tears and said, "Xiaohao, just come back."

"Well," Chen Hao nodded, then looked into the back room and said, "Mom, where's my dad? I brought him a good cigarette."

"Your dad..."

Li Xiaolan lowered her head and cried again.

"What happened to my dad?"

Chen Hao had an ominous premonition in his heart and ran to the back room.

In the dark room, my father was lying on the bed, his lips were white, his face was like old tree bark, and he was dying.

"How is this going?"

Chen Hao asked with red eyes.

"well."

Li Xiaolan also cried: "In order to earn more money, your dad went to work on the construction site again, but he fell off the scaffolding."

Tears welled up in Chen Hao's eyes.

His parents really paid a lot for him.

"Why didn't you take dad to the hospital?" Chen Hao asked, wiping his tears, "Dad was injured at the construction site. The construction site should pay compensation."

"The construction site..." Li Xiaolan burst into tears, "The contractor at the construction site said that your father was drunk that day, so he fell, and he refused to pay for it."

"Son of a bitch!"

Chen Hao gritted his teeth. His father never drank. How could he be drunk when he went to work that day?
Chapter completed!