Daily Life in the Countryside After Being Reborn
Chapter 147 - 88: Witness My Seventy-Two Transformations (Part 2)

Chapter 147: Chapter 88: Witness My Seventy-Two Transformations (Part 2)

Xiao Xian chuckled, finding it amusing that the "sugarcane seedling" was rather stingy. However, she truly wasn’t a competent owner, having never properly fertilized it from the time it was planted unintentionally to when it sprouted leaves.

"Don’t paint me as such a villain, why don’t we wait for Qian Yongcai, that wicked man, to drive over tomorrow, and then mess with his car," Xiao Xian blinked, not shy about taking advantage when it doesn’t cost her anything.

The "sugarcane seedling", with leaves resembling a miniature version of lotus leaves, immediately responded: "Speaking of which, I need to remind you, from now on, for every cut you make, you must exchange it with equivalent copper. I’m not consuming iron anymore, I have switched to copper."

Xiao Xian’s smile instantly faded, copper instead of iron? In an era where even iron cars are rare, where would she find a bunch of copper? Besides, copper is much more expensive than iron.

"If you don’t feed me, the color of the leaves will fade, and might even wither. Correspondingly, your personal development will also be affected," the sugarcane seedling briskly gave a few warnings.

"No, I don’t want to become a three-inch pudding again. Copper it is, I’ll figure something out." Truly thick-skinned, Xiao Xian unapologetically plucked two leaves from the "sugarcane seedling" and kept them close. Little White Jiao, swimming in the water, silently sank to the bottom of the pond, rueing her ruthless young master.

A night passed in silence, Xiao Xian, lying on the mutated land of the copper space, looked at the stars above the space, listening to Little White Jiao occasionally leap or crawl in the space, considering how to deceive Qian Yongcai the next day.

Meanwhile, at Guiyang Police Station, the night was not so peaceful for the on-duty officers.

"Comrade, as I’ve said before, we cannot disclose internal information to outsiders," Zhuo Feng felt this line was all too familiar. Could it be that all government staff only knew these words? Recalling that honest man from Beijing, Zhuo Feng’s anxious tone slightly softened.

"I am Zhu Shi Jun’s relative. Ever since he was transferred to Guizhou, he has not contacted us. His old partner, my aunt, fell ill a few days ago and her condition is worsening. She said that just a message would be sufficient," Zhuo Feng made up a good excuse and even managed to squeeze out some tears. A regular officer from Guiyang Police Station likely wouldn’t know that Zhu Shi Jun’s relatives were all gone.

"His old partner? If he has a partner, he shouldn’t be behaving inappropriately. Better you go back, he was just reported yesterday for harassing the village widow Wang Chunhua; he is currently under investigation, and won’t be released tonight." The police officer felt sorry for Zhu Shi Jun’s wife, thinking how those high officials still lack discipline without considering whether their family can hold their heads up.

"You’re saying that old rogue is also messing around with widows, how about our Xiao Xian?" Furious, Zhuo Feng’s pretty face turned red, not caring that she was in the police station, almost storming in to rebuke Zhu Shi Jun.

Zhuo Feng and her young niece had been apart for two years, and in her worst-case scenarios, Xiao Xian would turn skinny and dark. Now, after hearing this, she pictured an evil gran causing trouble for Xiao Xian every day.

"Xiao Xian? His partner?" The meddlesome officer hadn’t forgotten to ask.

"Ptui, much luck," Zhuo Feng, realizing she wouldn’t meet Zhu Shi Jun, decided to find a hotel to stay in initially.

As she stood at the entrance waiting for a taxi, two policemen came out from the station, along with a very vigorous old man.

The three shook hands and bid farewell: "Mr. Zhu, we are sorry for taking so much of your time. Once the investigation is clear, we will contact you again."

"You too are just following procedures," Zhu Shi Jun nodded, having rushed to the police station upon getting off the train to verify Wang Chunhua’s situation, puzzled by whoever was so mindless to slander.

"Zhu Shi Jun," Zhuo Feng, who was hailing a cab, stopped and sized up the energetic middle-aged man who appeared no older than fifty-five.

"Miss, who might you be?" Zhu Shi Jun had a strained relationship with the Zhuo Family, and hardly remembered Zhuo Feng. Since her graduation from college and starting work, she was no longer the green, naïve student she once was.

"Where’s Xiao Xian? You scoundrel, you secretly took Xiao Xian away, making me search so hard," Zhuo Feng glared at Zhu Shi Jun, detesting the old man before her. She had assumed that the harsh life in exile would have taken its toll on the proud Zhu Shi Jun, but seeing him now, she realized the past two years had been torture for the Zhuo Family.

"Xiao Xian? Are you Xiao Xian’s aunt? Zhuo Ran’s sister?" Zhu Shi Jun was genuinely surprised, not expecting to encounter someone from the Zhuo Family in such circumstances.

"Don’t you dare mention my brother. It’s you, you’re the one who caused the ruin of our Zhuo Family, my parents are still unwell. Xiao Xian is our family’s only bloodline, where have you hidden her?" Zhuo Feng blocked Zhu Shi Jun, not letting him leave.

"Xiao Xian is fine, you don’t need to worry." Zhu Shi Jun, who hadn’t shown signs of nervousness even during interrogation, became flustered upon seeing someone from the Zhuo Family. Without a second thought, he stopped a taxi and, ignoring Zhuo Feng’s shouts, pleaded with the driver to hurry away.

He couldn’t let Zhuo Feng take Xiao Xian away; in this world, Xiao Xian was his only relative. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)