Old Man Zhao, the legendary healer of Xinghua Village!

Li Yujiao grabbed Zhao Dazhu's hand eagerly and asked impatiently.

Zhao Dazhu chuckled and said, "That son of a bitch Wang Jianguo is indeed dead, but he wasn't executed. He just crashed his head into the irrigation ditch by the roadside and killed himself."

Zhao Dazhu then explained everything that had happened that day from beginning to end.

After hearing this, Li Yujiao breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes even becoming a little moist.

"Wang Jianguo is finally dead, that's great! I don't have to be his punching bag anymore, I don't have to put up with all that anymore..."

As she spoke, tears began to stream down Li Yujiao's face.

But she cried not because she was sad, but because she was happy, joyful and excited.

Zhao Dazhu hugged Li Yujiao and sighed, saying, "But this is really tough on you. Wang Jianguo's assets have all been liquidated and seized, so he left you nothing. The house and its contents, as well as that luxury car, all belong to the government now."

Li Yujiao shook her head vigorously and said, "I don't care about his things. If he doesn't have them, he doesn't have them. Anyway, I'm living with you now, and it's fine."

"You...you really intend to spend your whole life with me?" Zhao Dazhu asked excitedly.

"Otherwise what?"

Li Yujiao wiped away her tears and rubbed her swollen eyes, then looked at Zhao Dazhu and said, "I've lived with you for so many days now. If I don't live with you, who else can I live with?"

Zhao Dazhu was overjoyed, trembling with excitement, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

But Li Yujiao added, "But don't expect me to marry you. We're too far apart in age. If I were to marry you, the villagers would definitely say 'flowers,' and my family would certainly not agree."

"Of course, I have that much self-awareness." Zhao Dazhu nodded repeatedly with a smile, his mouth practically splitting open.

Li Yujiao continued, "From now on, I... I will truly belong to you alone. You can't change your mind, you can't take what you have for granted. You have to treat me as well as you do now, protect me and be considerate of me..."

"No problem, no problem, don't worry about it at all. I'm too busy taking care of you to not cherish you!"

Zhao Dazhu said, pulling Li Yujiao into his arms again and kissing her face repeatedly.

Li Yujiao was as shy as a newlywed bride, her face so red it was almost bleeding.

Zhao Dazhu suddenly thought of something and said seriously, "In that case, we can't keep it a secret anymore. After all, we can't let you hide in my house forever... We have to think of a reasonable way to let the villagers know that you are living in my house, but we also have to make sure they can't gossip about it."

Upon hearing Zhao Dazhu's words, Li Yujiao frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

But not long after, Li Yujiao's eyes lit up, and she said with a smile, "I have an idea."

"What method?" Zhao Dazhu asked.

"You're over fifty this year and have no children to take care of you. Since that's the case, I'll be your nanny and live in your house to take care of you," Li Yujiao said.

Zhao Dazhu thought about it and felt that this method was indeed very good, so he said, "Okay, let's do it this way!"

So the next morning, before the sun had even risen, Li Yujiao secretly dragged her suitcase out of Zhao Dazhu's house.

It wasn't until after nine o'clock in the morning, when the village started to get lively, that Li Yujiao finally dragged her suitcase in from the village entrance, pretending that she had just returned from out of town.

"Hey, isn't this Yujiao? I haven't seen you for so many days, where have you been?" Aunt Li, who was weeding in the field, greeted her very warmly.

Li Yujiao pretended to be miserable and said, "That night, that bastard Wang Jianguo abused me again, didn't he? It caused such a big scene, you all must know about it."

"I know, I know, I was right outside your door that night. Wang Jianguo is really a scoundrel, he beats his wife every day, how can that be allowed?" Aunt Li said.

Li Yujiao continued, "So that night I packed my things and went back to my parents' home, and I only finally came back today."

"Yu Jiao, Wang Jianguo is in big trouble. He embezzled and misappropriated our village's collective funds, and the county's supervisory department is investigating him. Moreover, Wang Jianguo..."

Aunt Li spoke quickly, but Li Yujiao interrupted her directly: "I know, I've already heard about it. If Wang Jianguo were still here, I wouldn't dare to come back. From now on, I'm free, and I won't have to put up with this anymore."

Seeing that Li Yujiao was not saddened at all by Wang Jianguo's death, but rather somewhat happy, Aunt Li was not surprised at all.

After all, everyone in the village knew about Wang Jian's domestic violence against Li Yujiao, and everyone in the village was well aware that Li Yujiao was living a life worse than that of a pig or a dog in Wang Jian's household.

"I'm not going to say anything more, Aunt Li, I have to go home." Li Yujiao pretended not to know that her house had been seized, and strode towards home with her suitcase.

Aunt Li hesitated for a moment, then put down her hoe, dusted herself off, and followed.

Not only Aunt Li, but many villagers in Xinghua Village saw Li Yujiao return, so they all came to see what was going on.

When Li Yujiao arrived at Wang Jian's house, she saw the seal from the Supervisory Commission affixed to the gate. Feigning shock, she exclaimed, "What...what's going on here?!"

Aunt Li immediately said, "I forgot to mention earlier that Wang Jianguo, that bastard, is dead. Your house has also been seized, along with all your belongings, including your car."

"Then...where will I live from now on?" Li Yujiao acted as if it were real, her eyes reddening, as if she would burst into tears at any moment.

Without hesitation, Aunt Li said, "Why don't you come to my house for a few days, Yu Jiao?"

"You can come to my house too," said a man in his thirties.

The woman standing next to the older man immediately glared at him and yelled, "What do you mean? You think having me as your wife is enough?"

The onlookers had all sorts of opinions, and the place quickly became very lively.

Li Yujiao rubbed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said loudly, "I appreciate everyone's kindness, but how can I stay at your house for free? I... I still have some pride."

Zhao Dazhu appeared here by sheer coincidence, and even walked out of the crowd.

"Well, Yu Jiao, if you don't mind, you can stay at my house. Anyway, I'm just an old man with no children, and I have several empty rooms in my house," Zhao Dazhu said, rubbing his hands together and trying to suppress his embarrassment.

Li Yujiao certainly wouldn't agree readily, as that would be too suspicious.

She feigned concern and hesitated before saying, "But...but I..."