A Good Country Wife

Zhao Yunxiang took the opportunity to go with everyone to Zhao Erhu’s house, and she hid to one side, spying and seeing Lin Yue speaking normally with everyone. She had to accept that this was indeed true. The Lin Family had twice now managed to walk back from the Gate of Ghosts—such fateful resilience made people unbearably frustrated.

Chunxi was digging in the field and heard Zhao Jingui and the You Family talking about Lin Yue’s recovery from her injuries. She too felt an intense hatred, vigorously digging with her hoe as if in venting, treating the soil as if it were Lin Yue. Repeating silently, ’dig you to death, dig you to death,’ made her feel a bit better.

Previously, when Lin Yue was unconscious, Zhao Erhu was so worried that he stayed by her side incessantly, unable to do other things. Now that Lin Yue was better, it was time to expose the person who had set the trap that injured his wife, making her pay for her deeds.

Such a deed could not have been done without leaving traces. The first person to be found was the one outside the kitchen who had yelled that Sanlang had an accident.

"Wife, do you know who it was that shouted that phrase at the time?" Although Zhao Erhu asked Lin Yue, he was clear in his mind that since the perpetrator had acted thus, they surely would have concealed themselves to prevent Lin Yue from identifying them. He only wanted to extract more clues from Lin Yue. Still, he would need to start his investigations elsewhere—in those days, there had been many people moving around outside the kitchen, perhaps someone saw something.

Lin Yue frowned and shook her head. "At that time, hearing Sanlang had an accident really panicked me. I hadn’t thought that someone would deceive using such a matter. Moreover, the voice sounded quite familiar, like one I had heard several times before, which is why I didn’t suspect anything. When I went out of the kitchen, I did glance around, but I didn’t see the person. I was in such a rush to find Sanlang that I didn’t stop to ask."

"You said the voice sounded familiar? Could you make out whose voice it was?"

"Let me think. Who could it be?" There were so many familiar people, and without a clue, Lin Yue couldn’t come up with a name at the moment. Her body still hadn’t fully recovered, and her head started to pain her—probably the leftover side effects of the Soul-piercing Needle. She couldn’t overwork her brain during this time.

Zhao Erhu saw that Lin Yue’s headache was acting up again and quickly helped to gently rub her head. Doctor Jiang had indeed warned that Lin Yue should be spared from worrying during this time. "Alright, stop thinking about it, or your head will start to hurt terribly again. There were lots of people that day, and with people coming and going, someone must have seen something. I’ll ask around more, maybe I can find out. Don’t think about it anymore, alright?"

Zhao Erhu regretted seeing Lin Yue frown with the pain of her headache. He knew well that his little wife shouldn’t be stressed, yet he still questioned her. Even if it meant being a little less informed, he could just inquire elsewhere. With her stubborn nature, knowing something would only cause her to strain her mind further. "Wife, please, listen to me. Don’t think about it. Doctor Jiang has said you should avoid stress during this time. Be good, huh."