Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 123 - 122 This Kind of Brother... Might as Well Strangle Him to Death

Chapter 123: Chapter 122 This Kind of Brother... Might as Well Strangle Him to Death

Zhao Zhuangshi returned at eight o’clock the next morning.

After getting bandaged up at the health clinic the previous night, Liu Jianjun had already questioned him. Indeed, as Su Yuncheng had said, because Zhao Zhuangshi was also involved in the case and had acted bravely, Liu Jianjun didn’t feel at ease letting him travel alone at night, so he had him stay at the health clinic for a good night’s sleep.

He had slept beautifully and, after having breakfast at the health clinic, leisurely strolled back home.

"Mom, I’m back!"

As Zhao Zhuangshi stepped into his home, he had barely steadied himself when he was startled by Widow Zhao’s shrieking.

"My son! What happened to your face? Who did you fight with?"

Widow Zhao had originally come out to see her son upon hearing some noise, but when she looked at him, well, his face was colorful and even stained with violet medicinal liquid!

Widow Zhao turned pale with fright, rushed over to Zhao Zhuangshi in two or three steps, wanting to grab him but also fearing that she might inadvertently injure him again.

Zhao Zhuangshi chuckled, unconcernedly wiping the corner of his mouth, "Nah, who would I brawl with while helping out at the commune? I just fell into a ditch last night when it was dark because I wasn’t paying attention."

Widow Zhao questioned suspiciously, "How could you not see where you were going with the big bright moon last night?"

"Just came out of the house," Zhao Zhuangshi replied offhandedly, then pulled out a steamed bun that he had kept in his pocket overnight, "Here, Mom, this is from the commune. I ate one, saved one for you."

Widow Zhao’s attention was drawn to the steamed bun. Frowning with curiosity, she asked, "Does the commune serve white flour buns for breakfast?"

"They saw that I got injured," Zhao Zhuangshi chuckled, "Sick man’s meal."

"Sick man’s meal, then you, the patient, should eat," Widow Zhao rolled her eyes, blew off the dust from the bun, "Keep it for your lunch."

But by the time lunch came around, Widow Zhao warmed up the bun and placed it in front of her son, who promptly broke it in two.

He put the bigger half in Widow Zhao’s bowl and took a bite of the smaller half, mumbling, "Alright, Mom, I’m a grown man, I’m not fussy about eating this."

Widow Zhao felt a sweetness in her heart.

The whole village criticized her son, saying he was a no-good troublemaker, but only she knew that whatever good things this boy got his hands on outside, he always thought of his mother.

Widow Zhao lowered her head, sipping her cornmeal porridge, nibbling on the small piece of steamed bun.

The bun her son got from being injured...

It was actually quite delicious.

Meanwhile, Zhou Xu was also having his meal at the health clinic.

But he wasn’t as fortunate, as the person who brought his food was his sister.

Zhou Fenyang sat beside the hospital bed, hands on hips, scolding, "Always you, with your capabilities! People join the Public Security to fight against criminals, but you, what a mail carrier needs to barge into the action for?"

"If it weren’t for me being on duty yesterday, and the news reached our parents, wouldn’t they be scared to death? You just can’t stop giving people headaches, can you?"

Zhou Xu bore the endless nagging, eating quietly, never making eye contact with Zhou Fenyang.

After about ten more minutes of Zhou Fenyang’s nagging, Zhou Xu couldn’t stand it anymore and whispered, "Sis, there are so many patients here, you as a doctor shouldn’t disturb everyone’s rest."

"You have the face to teach me?" Zhou Fenyang glared at him fiercely, "I..."

"Brother Cheng!"

From the next bed over, Feng Wei suddenly called out.

Zhou Fenyang stiffened her back, still facing away from the door, but her voice softened immensely, "Xu, eat more. If it’s not enough, I’ll go and get you more."

Zhou Xu shuddered, "Sis, please just scold me, I get the creeps when you’re like this."

Zhou Fenyang: "..."

She wanted to personally perform surgery on her little brother, like stitching up his mouth or cutting off his tongue.

Su Yuncheng had already walked over. He glanced at Feng Wei, then turned to ask Zhou Xu, "You doing okay?"

Zhou Xu waved his bandaged left hand, "It’s fine, actually, I could be discharged today, just worried it’d worry Mom and Dad."

"Mmm, take good care of yourself."

After saying that, Su Yuncheng asked Feng Wei, "Where’s Zhang Guang?"

Zhang Guang was the scar-faced man. They had been tracking him for a long time and naturally investigated everything about him.

Swallowing the food in his mouth, Feng Wei shook his head blankly, "I don’t know; Uncle Liu didn’t tell me."

"Got it."

Su Yuncheng turned to leave when Zhou Fenyang called out to him, "Um, are you asking about the guy with the scar on his face?"

Su Yuncheng stopped, "Mhm."

"He’s in the single room upstairs. I just went to check on him; he still hasn’t woken up," Zhou Fenyang said.

The corners of her mouth involuntary curved up slightly, waiting for Su Yuncheng to ask her about Zhang Guang’s condition.

But all Su Yuncheng did was nod at her, "Thanks."

With that, he continued to walk and left the ward.

Watching his unhesitating figure recede, Zhou Fenyang couldn’t help but stomp her feet.

Zhou Xu looked up at her and said, "Sis, don’t bother dreaming, Brother Cheng has someone already."

"Ah?"

Zhou Fenyang turned incredulously, glaring at Zhou Xu, "Don’t talk nonsense!"

"I’m not, " Zhou Xu stuffed the last bite of rice into his mouth, leaned back onto the pillow, and said, "His girl is a neighbor of Brother Cheng’s, they grew up as childhood sweethearts... Remember when I inquired a lot about the production team? It was Brother Cheng who arranged a place downslope for his girl."

"I’ve never seen Brother Cheng so attentive to any other girl, so sister, stop fantasizing. There’s no chance for you with Brother Cheng."

Zhou Xu is usually quite savvy with others, but when it comes to his sister... he really doesn’t bother to mince his words, saying things straight out.

However, he didn’t notice, after saying this, not only was his sister stunned, but the female comrade on the nearby bed and her friend were also shocked.

Zhou Fenyang watched him for a while, then slowly turned to look at Miao Hongqi, "You, tell me, is Su Yuncheng’s girl Lin Nianhe?"

Miao Hongqi was completely bewildered, "I don’t know... Nianhe hasn’t been here for a long time, I’ve heard nothing."

After speaking, she turned her head to look at Wang Xue beside her, "Wang Xue, what do you think, are they a couple?"

Wang Xue: "..."

She didn’t want to say.

She was just there to deliver a meal, and really didn’t want to know about these things.

Seeing their reactions, Zhou Xu smirked, turned his head, and gestured with his mouth at Feng Wei, "Fatty, tell me, when I called her sister-in-law yesterday, didn’t Brother Cheng not deny it?"

Feng Wei, seeming to remember something unpleasant, said with a mopey expression, "But Brother Cheng turned around and told me to fix the truck myself right away!"

Hearing Feng Wei’s words, both Zhou Fenyang and Wang Xue breathed a sigh of relief.

If so, then it should not be...

Zhou Xu rolled his eyes, "Was it because you called her sister-in-law? Clearly, he did it because you said his girl would wield a brick!"

"That was a compliment!"

"Who compliments a woman by saying she can swing a brick? If I were Brother Cheng, I would have made you stand there and let her hit you with a brick as a lesson."

Zhou Fenyang: "..."

Wang Xue: "..."

At this moment, they thought the same thing—

If they killed Zhou Xu, it should count as ridding the people of a scoundrel, right?