Era: Starting with the struggle to refuse being taken advantage of

Chapter 77 Sending them home

Zhao Yuju never took Wang Chengpeng seriously. In her mind, Wang Chengpeng was just a little kid who was not worth worrying about.

She believed that Wang Jinshan's terrible ordeal was merely a coincidence, and that it would be a piece of cake for her to take action.
Unfortunately, Wang Chengpeng gave Zhao Yuju a hard time the moment they met, putting her on the defensive with just a few words.

Without a reasonable explanation, the news that she was abused and starving at home and had no choice but to beg for food at her son's house, who had already separated from her family, would probably spread throughout the entire Wangjia Village that very night.

Zhao Yuju was a seasoned veteran; she could lie with ease. She said:

"Third grandson, don't talk nonsense. Grandma is well-fed at home."

"I just saw a mouse and was afraid it would damage your grain, that's why I was a little anxious."

"You know, these rats are really bold, daring to come out and cause trouble in broad daylight."

"Don't let me catch it, or I'll definitely stomp it to the point of explosion!"

Zhao Yuju's seemingly ordinary words were actually a veiled insult, implying that Wang Chengpeng was the "rat" she referred to; otherwise, she wouldn't have acted so fiercely.

Wang Chengpeng shook his head slightly; he didn't have time to argue with Zhao Yuju here.

She's an old lady with nothing to do, and she can sit at the village entrance chatting all day long, but my time is precious, and I don't have time to waste here with her.

Thinking of this, Wang Chengpeng cut to the chase and asked, "Grandma, what brings you here today?"

"Could it be that they're still craving the taste of the flour they ate last time and want to come back to our house for some more?"

"Grandma, don't worry, even if we have to eat bran, we'll make sure you have wheat flour."

At this point, Wang Chengpeng went to a corner of the kitchen and carefully picked up half a bag of flour, trying to hand it to Zhao Yuju.

Although this small bag of flour weighs less than half a pound, its snow-white appearance is incredibly tempting, far more so than cornmeal or sorghum flour.

Suppressing the urge to accept the small bag of flour, Zhao Yuju put on what she thought was a very kind smile and said:

"Cheng Peng, Grandma has come to see you this time because it's very urgent."

“Grandma, I was planning to go to town. Your uncle just happened to take our bicycle, which is why I thought of you.”

"Neighbors are never as reliable as family. They say nice things when you help them, but when you need their help, none of them will listen. Your own children are the most dependable."

“Yanran has been a filial child since she was little, she definitely won’t mind her grandma riding off the bicycle.”

"Cheng Peng, don't worry about handing the bicycle over to Grandma. Grandma will definitely return it safely."

Zhao Yuju, as expected, had been plotting for a long time, using various words, both overt and covert, to block all the excuses Wang Chengpeng could come up with.

If he doesn't lend out his bicycle now, who knows what kind of rumors Zhao Yuju will spread about him, and his hard-earned reputation will collapse.

Unfortunately, Wang Chengpeng's extensive reading wasn't for nothing; he easily found a solution, saying:
“If Grandma needs help, I will certainly do my best to help her, let alone just borrow a bicycle.”

"You know, Grandpa, Uncle, Cousin, and Cousin are really something. There are so many people, yet they let Grandma come out alone."

"You may know how to ride this bicycle, but the road to town is very rugged. Even a young man can easily fall if he rides fast."

"Thankfully, Grandma, you still have your most filial grandson, me, who will definitely protect you."

"Don't worry, I'll take you there on my bike. It'll be safe and fast."

"I can help Grandma carry things then, and I will definitely not let her get tired at all."

"It's a pity that my parents manage all the money at home, so I'm practically penniless. Otherwise, I could have bought something for my grandmother."

Wang Chengpeng's words were reasonable and showed that he was simply a dutiful grandson's love for his grandmother.
If others saw this, they would probably envy Zhao Yuju for having such a filial grandson. However, it was precisely Wang Chengpeng's perfect performance that almost made Zhao Yuju suffer internal injuries. She opened her mouth to speak, but didn't know how to deal with Wang Chengpeng's onslaught of filial piety.

She only came here to trick the bicycle into going back and taking it for herself; she didn't really intend to go to any town.

With her old arms and legs, how could she withstand the bumps of a bicycle?

It would indeed be more comfortable for Wang Chengpeng to give her a ride on his bicycle, but it would leave her with absolutely no excuse to monopolize the bicycle.

Moreover, Wang Chengpeng said he had no money, which meant that she would have to cover all the expenses for this trip, and even buy some things for Wang Chengpeng, otherwise people would definitely say that she was not good to her grandson.

Seeing that Zhao Yuju remained unmoved, Wang Chengpeng suppressed a laugh and urged:

"Grandma, why aren't you saying anything?"

"Grandma, are you too happy? Let's go now."

"You know, they really are something else, letting you go out alone without their permission."

After saying that, he went straight back to the inner room and soon rode out on his bicycle.

Thoughtfully, Wang Chengpeng placed an old piece of clothing on the back seat and urged again, "Grandma, please get in quickly."

In just a few words, Zhao Yuju had been forced into a corner by Wang Chengpeng, with no choice but to act.

Realizing how difficult Wang Chengpeng was, Zhao Yuju knew she wouldn't get anything out of him today. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, she slapped her forehead and said:
“Cheng Peng, look at my memory, I just remembered that I already asked Chun’an to buy the things, so there’s no need to make a special trip to town.”

"I have some things to take care of at home, so I'll head back now."

Wang Chengpeng couldn't let Zhao Yuju go back like that, so he immediately smiled and said:
"Grandma, how can your grandson let you walk back?"

"It's good that the matter is resolved, but I still have to take you home."

"Come on, get in. I guarantee I'll get you home quickly and safely."

Looking at Wang Chengpeng's tall Forever 28 bicycle, and considering the long journey home, Zhao Yuju finally sat down on the back seat.

She's not one to suffer a loss; if she can ride a bicycle, why would she walk?

It has to be said that Wang Chengpeng's cycling skills are truly impressive. He managed to make the originally rugged mountain village road feel like a paved road, riding steadily and smoothly.

Not only did Zhao Yuju not feel any bumps, but she also felt very comfortable from the spring breeze blowing in her face.

Recalling the bumpy ride on Wang Jinshan's bicycle, Zhao Yuju's gaze towards Wang Chengpeng softened considerably.

With the help of a bicycle, a journey that would normally take half an hour was completed in just a few minutes.

After escorting Zhao Yuju to Old Wang's courtyard and watching her walk back into the inner room, Wang Chengpeng breathed a slight sigh of relief.

To be honest, he didn't dare to ride too fast and had to keep an eye on the passenger on the back at all times.

If the old lady planned to jump out of the car to stage an accident, and he was unable to stop her because he was focused on driving, then he would truly be left speechless with despair.

In any case, since Zhao Yuju has taken over the title of Wang Chengpeng's grandmother, she absolutely cannot allow anything to happen to her with Wang Chengpeng.

After another few minutes of cycling, Wang Chengpeng returned to his house.

This time, he felt that no one would disturb his repair work.

(End of this chapter)