CHAPTER 45: CHAPTER 45: HAH, WOMEN TRULY ARE FICKLE!

When Xu Qinghuan saw Jiang Xingye driving the tractor over, she was overjoyed. She quickly ran over, stood in front of the tractor, waving her little hand, "Comrade Jiang, stop, stop!"

Yu Xiaomin was startled, this man looked very unapproachable, would Qinghuan get beaten up?

The members sitting on the ox cart also found it unbelievable. This new female educated youth probably didn’t know what Jiang Xingye was like, right?

At twelve, he dared to attack people with a knife, was locked up, disappeared into the mountains for three or four years, and just when everyone thought he was dead, he came back, like a wild man.

No matter who in the village, as long as he disliked them, he could beat them up, from the elderly to children, no one dared to provoke him.

If his uncle weren’t the team leader, even the Shangjiang Team wouldn’t have a place for him.

He was handsome, with short, neat hair revealing a bright, smooth forehead, thick eyebrows, and a pair of amorous eyes that, even when cold as frost and fierce when looking at people, could still make young girls’ and young wives’ hearts race.

His features were attractive, with a nose like hanging gallbladder, and lips red as if painted, but the most captivating was his strong facial lines, flawless from any angle, like a painting.

At this moment, Jiang Xingye was sitting on the tractor, wearing clothes that didn’t fit, as if picked up. The narrow top clung tightly to his body, muscles faintly visible, the power to rip the clothes at any time was ready to spring, the black pants were baggy, seemingly hanging at the waist.

When he got off the tractor, his sexy V-line disappeared with a flash, Xu Qinghuan happened to catch a glimpse, quickly touched her nose, worried she might bleed from it.

Does the big boss have to be so alluring?

However, seeing Jiang Xingye walking towards her fiercely, Yu Xiaomin was so scared her legs wobbled, pulling Xu Qinghuan, signaling her to run away quickly.

And the aunts and young wives on the ox cart didn’t dare look directly either; they wondered if Educated Youth Xu had eaten leopard gall, dared to block a wolf cub’s cart. They seemed already to see the scene of Xu Qinghuan being kicked away by Jiang Xingye.

Because many people still remembered, just last summer, the belle of the neighboring production team, infatuated like a fool, fell for Jiang Xingye, ran to Shangjiang Team, stopped Jiang Xingye to talk, only to be kicked into the river by him, almost washed away by the water.

The team leader from Liaozhong Team came to argue, but Jiang Xingye wanted to report to the Public Security, saying the woman harassed him.

His ferocious actions quelled the passions of many young girls at once.

Even though Jiang Xingye had a notorious reputation, known far and wide as a village tyrant, slacking off during work, his handsome looks, tall build, and eye-catching muscles couldn’t be ignored. As some experienced women in the production team said, he was sure to be good on the kang.

This man always dressed in scraps, yet everywhere he went, young girls’ and young wives’ couldn’t take their eyes off him.

But since then, no one dared to look at him more than once.

As Jiang Xingye approached with a murderous look, the surroundings fell silent as cicadas in winter, yet Xu Qinghuan wasn’t scared at all.

The book described Jiang Xingye as gloomy and reclusive, cold and ruthless, but in fact, he never committed any evil deeds in his life, even though he killed someone at twelve. Knowing the backstory, Xu Qinghuan felt it wasn’t his fault.

Therefore, when Jiang Xingye rushed to her side, reprimanding in a deep voice, "Do you want to die?", she didn’t feel afraid but rather angry and wronged.

Mysteriously transported into the book, she wasn’t depressed, even reassured herself amid hardship as if she were on a retirement holiday. When forced by her biological mother to trade her job for marriage, she wasn’t sad because, even in her original life, she wasn’t close to her mother.

In her past life, her biological parents treated her similarly.

Coming to this impoverished village, with a life vastly different from her past, she didn’t feel wronged, even pondering if others could endure, why couldn’t she?

But now, seeing Jiang Xingye angry at her, looking like he wanted to eat her alive, she felt extremely wronged.

Teardrops trembled and swirled in her eyes, her eye corners reddened, she merely looked at Jiang Xingye, said nothing, silently accusing him which strangely made Jiang Xingye feel guilty.

Clearly she did something stupid, who stands in the middle of the road to block a tractor?

What if the brakes failed?

What if his driving skills weren’t good enough?

Imagining the dull tractor suddenly losing control and rolling towards Xu Qinghuan, Jiang Xingye’s face grew darker, as if a storm was imminent.

Feeling the increasingly oppressive aura from him, Xu Qinghuan assessed the difference between his large build and her frail physique, admitting that if he decided to beat her, she probably couldn’t withstand even half a punch.

Does he hit women?

Xu Qinghuan swallowed with difficulty, wanted to dodge, but her whole body was under his beastly intimidating gaze, not listening to commands.

Helplessly, Xu Qinghuan protested, "What right do you have to be fierce to me?"

Her mouth quivered, and tears flowed out of her eyes.

Seeing those crystal tears rolling down, sliding along her snow-white skin, Jiang Xingye’s fingers, hanging by his side, twitched, glanced away, lowered his voice, "Don’t stand in front of the tractor again!"

Xu Qinghuan suddenly felt both ashamed and angry, she wasn’t stupid. If this crappy tractor lost control, wouldn’t she just run away?

But she felt inexplicably a bit better inside.

Xu Qinghuan quickly wiped her tears, petulantly said, "There won’t be a next time! I just wanted to ask if you’re going to the county or the commune, wanted to hitch a ride, that’s all."

A surge of irritation rose suddenly in Jiang Xingye’s heart. Just crying a moment ago, now she’s distancing herself so quickly, huh, women, indeed fickle!

Xu Qinghuan watched him turn around indifferently, walk towards the tractor, muttering, "The tractor is going to the commune!"

With a rush, everyone on the ox cart moved to the tractor, Uncle Dong, who was driving the ox cart, hobbled over to ask, "Xiaoye, you’re going to the commune, so I won’t run today?"

"Hmm!" he responded coldly, unexpectedly adding, "You can go back!"

"Alright, then I’m leaving."

Yu Xiaomin pulled Xu Qinghuan, "Qinghuan, let’s get on the tractor too!"

Xu Qinghuan felt greatly wronged, inexplicably being yelled at. If she knew why Jiang Xingye yelled at her, she would definitely feel more wronged. She wasn’t stupid; if Jiang Xingye was driving a car or motorcycle, even a bicycle, she wouldn’t block it head-on.

This tractor, having "machine" in its name, was already flattering this four-wheel contraption, slower than a turtle.

She had assessed everything, okay?

But at this moment, aggrievedly climbed onto the tractor.

The aunties and young wives on the tractor didn’t laugh at her. Instead, without exception, they were glad she survived the ordeal, each giving up a spot for her.