Looking at Hou Laizi who was still moaning and rolling, Zheng Jinghong said worriedly, "He... won't say anything nonsense, right?"
Zihua took the stick from Zheng Jinghong and said, "I'll handle it."
Zheng Jinghong was so grateful that she didn't know what to say, "Hey, okay." Although she didn't know how Zihua would handle it, she believed in him.
Not to mention that Zheng Jinghong had trust in Zihua before because of Miao Dalan. Now that Zihua saved her when she was most helpless, she trusts Zihua even more.
Hou Laizi was no longer yelling, he was already swearing, as dirty as he wanted.
Zi Hua walked over and hit the ground with a stick, making a deep hole in the ground in front of Hou Laizi's face, "If you scold me again, hit me."
Hou Laizi immediately stopped scolding and just grunted in pain. He already understood the fact that the girl in front of him beat him like a domestic chicken, and she was so ruthless.
Zihua poked Hou Laizi on the shoulder with a stick, "I will spare you this time. If you dare to talk nonsense outside, I will break your other two legs next time."
She used her mental strength.
Hou Laizi's brain seemed to have been frozen into lumps of ice, his teeth chattered involuntarily, and someone was hitting his brain with sticks one after another, which made his heart twitch and become afraid.
Along with the tapping, a voice kept saying in my head, don't let it out, don't let it out, don't let it out...
Hou Laizi squeezed out a trembling voice from between his teeth, "I won't say, I won't say, I won't say, I won't say..."
Zihua didn't know how long the fear that aroused in Hou Laizi would last, but as long as it worked in the near future, it would be fine.
If Zheng Jinghong wasn't here, she could use her mental power to turn Hou Laizi into a fool.
There is no need to kill her. If she kills those who shouldn't be killed, Tiandao will deduct her merits, so there will be fewer rules that she can get in exchange.
Not worth it.
But Zheng Jinghong was here, and if word came out that Hou Laizi was stupid, Zheng Jinghong would think it was her, even though it was really her.
She didn't want to think bad things about people, but what if, if Zheng Jinghong revealed something for some reason, it would bring unnecessary trouble to her.
No matter what the circumstances, never place your hopes on the character of others.
Hou Laizi probably won't tell anyone else that the dumpling was broken. At least he won't be able to do so for a while.
When he comes out later and says that he was broken by her, who will believe him?
From her own space - the dimensional space obtained from the previous world system 4531 - Zihua sent the 'Nightmare Continuous' prop to Hou Laizi's soul.
As the name suggests, this prop is meant to give people nightmares.
Although Hou Laizi is not worthy of this prop, it can make his life miserable every day, so the prop is considered a waste.
She also happened to be clearing out her inventory.
Yuhua recognized the duel between equal forces, and she was disgusted by the behavior of Hou Laizi who relied on his own strength to bully the weaker party.
Therefore, it is undoubtedly the right thing for her to want Wei Xingyu to learn some martial arts so that she will not be bullied by others.
Zheng Jinghong had already picked up her satchel, along with the small shovels, fruit knives, and two newly dug pieces of ripe medicinal fields scattered everywhere.
She came here just to dig up the ground, but she didn't expect to encounter something that almost ruined her life.
It was not that she was reluctant to part with this thing, but she was worried that leaving something related to her would lead to people linking her to that disgusting thing.
Zihua said, "Let's go. Go to my house to change clothes first."
The Educated Youth Point is at the east end of the village, and you can't avoid a crowded place. Zheng Jinghong's trouser legs were torn, so people will ask questions when she goes back like this.
Juhua's house is at the west entrance of the village, just a few steps down the mountain, so the chance of being seen is much smaller.
"Thank you." Zheng Jinghong was on the verge of tears again.
Fortunately, she was able to carry it clearly and knew she had to leave here immediately. She held back the tears and followed behind Zihua with the basket in hand.
After walking not far, Zihua turned around and said to Zheng Jinghong, "Give me the shovel."
Zheng Jinghong took out a small shovel from the basket and handed it to Yuhua.
Zi Hua took a shovel and filled several newly dug holes in the ground, and swept the fallen leaves nearby to cover them.
These pits were left by Zheng Jinghong digging for medicinal materials. Anyway, it doesn't take much to erase the traces of Zheng Jinghong's visit here.
Zheng Jinghong needs to take care of her body just like the original owner, and she uses medicinal diet methods.
The original owner has a family, so she doesn't need to worry too much. Zheng Jinghong is only one person, so she has to do everything by herself, including picking herbs, catching fish, and cooking.
She can buy medicine and food ingredients, but the money spent on food all year round is not a small amount, and she cannot balance saving money and effort.
Zheng Jinghong has both. Sometimes she exchanges fish, chicken, etc. with the villagers, or goes to Du Laoqi to buy some medicines that are not easy to find in the mountains. She gets the general medicinal materials and ingredients herself.
From this point, it can be seen that Zheng Jinghong has a strong sense of self-reliance and self-reliance. This is also the main reason why Zheng Jinghong was willing to help her catch fish when Zihua first met her.
Zheng Jinghong is in poor health and cannot do heavy work. She earns few work points and needs support from her family for her living.
She didn't want to always ask for money from her family, so she would take a half-day off every few days to go to the mountains to collect her own medicine.
Returning to the place where Zihua threw away his backpack, Zihua picked up his own backpack and put it on his back before walking down the mountain.
Yu Hua took a special detour and came down from the deserted slope behind her house. She did not go to the west entrance of the village and met no one else along the way.
Zihua took Zheng Jinghong into her house, found one of her tops and one pair of pants and gave them to Zheng Jinghong.
She had no choice but to wear all her clothes, so she had no choice but to try her best to find a set of non-identifiable clothes.
Seeing that Zheng Jinghong's nerves were still tense, Zihua put down her clothes and said, "I'll boil some hot water for you. You can wash it and change it later."
Zihua closed the door when she went out.
There are no big cabinets or boxes in the house, and everything is clearly visible. From the personal belongings, it can be seen that this is the house where the woman lives.
Only now did Zheng Jinghong feel truly safe.
She squatted down by the kang, leaning against something to make her feel more secure.
She held her head in her hands and slowly buried it on her knees, crying again.
Because she was in someone else's house and had some concerns, she suppressed her crying very low and felt that she was in a safe place, so she couldn't stop crying and had a good cry.
Hearing the crying in the room gradually stop, Zihua called Zheng Jinghong.
"Here we come." Zheng Jinghong didn't care whether she was done or not. She pulled the corner of her torn shirt to wipe away her tears. She took a deep breath to calm down her emotions, stood up, opened the door and walked out.
Zi Hua only helped in an emergency, but the phrase "help in the end" didn't apply to her. She boiled some water. If Zheng Jinghong wanted to clean it, she would have to do it herself.