The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

The moment Director Yu left and the gate closed, the smile on Wang Youfu's face vanished.

He grabbed Bai Qinglian, who was trying to enter the courtyard, glared at her, and then gave Yang Shuisheng, who was still standing outside the door, a vicious look.

"Did you come back with him?"

"Where have you two been? Huh?"

"I only went inside to say a few words to Director Yu, and you've already gotten involved with this idiot?"

"Tell me! Have you been doing something shady behind my back?"

"Wang Youfu! What nonsense are you spouting!"

Bai Qinglian's arm ached from his grip; she was both angry and anxious. She forcefully pulled her hand away, raising her voice, "What can I do?"

"I'm only out for less than the time it takes to eat a meal, what can I possibly do?"

"I just took Shuisheng to see the land that our family rented to him."

"What can I do in broad daylight?"

"Don't let your own filthy thoughts lead you to smear others!"

She was angry, and her tone became much firmer.

If you are upright and honest, you have nothing to fear from his investigation.

Wang Youfu was taken aback by her words. He looked closely at Bai Qinglian's face and saw that apart from anger and grievance, he could not see any signs of guilt or infidelity.

He peeked out again at Yang Shuisheng, who was still standing outside looking calm, or rather, stunned, and thought that this fool probably didn't have the guts.

They don't have the ability to do anything in such a short time.

"Hmph! It'd better not be!"

Wang Youfu snorted coldly, temporarily accepting the belief, but the doubts and dissatisfaction in his heart remained.

"Clang—"

He simply closed the courtyard gate, completely shutting Yang Shuisheng out, without even bothering to say a few polite words.

"Wang Youfu! You..."

Bai Qinglian tried to open the door, but Wang Youfu grabbed her arm and pulled her back into the house.

The sound of two people pulling at each other came from behind the door.

Yang Shuisheng stood outside the tightly closed courtyard gate, listening to the sounds inside, but his face remained expressionless.

He had long expected Wang Youfu to be like this.

So he shrugged, turned around, and walked back.

Walking along the dirt road back to my dilapidated house, dusk was falling and wisps of smoke were rising from the chimneys.

Yang Shuisheng was planning the graduation banquet at the village chief's house the day after tomorrow.

I definitely have to go.

Although Yu Jian looked down on him, since he had been asked to go, if he didn't go, he would seem ungrateful and easily give others cause for criticism.

However, it wasn't about freeloading a meal.

He went to the banquet openly and legitimately, the kind where he gave a gift.

But how much should I give as a gift?

He has money on him now, a huge sum of over a thousand yuan.

But giving gifts is not about showing off wealth, especially for someone as simple-minded as him; giving too much would only arouse suspicion.

"Then I'll give you ten yuan," Yang Shuisheng decided.

Ten yuan is neither too much nor too little; in the village, it's considered a decent gift.

Thinking that Yu Qianwei had been admitted to a top university in the provincial capital, Yang Shuisheng felt a complex mix of emotions.

Yu Qianwei...

Actually, they were playmates when they were kids.

They're from the same village, about the same age, and even went to the same elementary school in town when they were kids.

Yu Qianwei was pretty and academically gifted from a young age, the kind of student teachers liked.

Yang Shuisheng, although his family was poor at that time, was smart, hardworking, and did well in his studies. The two even went to and from school together.

Unfortunately, the good times don't last long.

When he was in fifth grade, his family could no longer afford to support him, so he had to drop out of school and go home to help his parents with farm work.

Yu Qianwei, on the other hand, had a smooth journey and went to the county town to attend junior high and high school.

The two met less and less often. Occasionally, when Yu Qianwei returned to the village for vacation, they would bump into each other, but they would only nod and exchange a few words.

Later, tragedy struck his family; his parents died, and he himself became mentally disabled...

In his hazy memories of those few years, he seemed to run into Yu Qianwei a few times when she came back from vacation.

By then, Yu Qianwei had grown into a graceful young woman, dressed in clean and beautiful clothes, with a neat ponytail, completely different from the other girls in the village.

Whenever she saw him standing there dumbfounded and covered in filth, she would frown from afar and quicken her pace to avoid him.

Twice when they got close, he grinned foolishly and tried to move closer, but he heard her say to her companion with disgust, "Go away, ignore him, he's an idiot, he's filthy."

That look in his eyes was like looking at trash on the roadside.

Yes, in the blink of an eye, they've all flown out of this poor mountain village and become college students in the provincial capital.

He had just recovered from a mental illness after his family was destroyed and he was burdened with a blood feud.

Apart from the mysterious inheritance in his mind and the little over a thousand yuan on him, he was still penniless, living in a dilapidated house, and looked down upon by others.

"Hang in there, everyone, we're almost at my house."

"My mom's cooking is so delicious, everyone should eat more later."

……

suddenly

A burst of cheerful laughter came from the dirt road that turned a corner ahead.

Several young people were walking towards them, chatting and laughing.

In the twilight, it was clear that the girl surrounded was wearing the blue and white school uniform of the county's No. 1 High School, with a high ponytail, fair skin, delicate features, and a slender figure.

Among the several boys and girls also wearing school uniforms, Yu Qianwei stood out.

She was carrying a blue and white backpack on one shoulder, her face radiating youthful confidence and the glow of a model student, and she was smiling and talking to a boy wearing glasses next to her.

The classmates next to her, both boys and girls, all looked like they came from the county town, and they curiously looked around at this remote little mountain village.

Yang Shuisheng paused slightly.

It really is true that whatever you wish for comes true.

Yu Qianwei and her classmates also saw Yang Shuisheng walking towards them.

One of the girls, with short hair, tugged at Yu Qianwei's sleeve, pointed at Yang Shuisheng, and asked curiously, "Qianwei, is that someone from your village? Do you know him?"

Several classmates' eyes fell curiously on Yang Shuisheng.

He was wearing patched old clothes, and his trouser legs were covered in mud.

Although they had washed their faces clean and were all around the same age, they still seemed out of place among the group of bright and stylish students from the county town.

"Oh, him."

Yu Qianwei's smile froze for a moment, then quickly returned to normal.

"I don't know him. He's just a simpleton from our village. He's mentally challenged and tries to get close to everyone he sees."

She didn't even glance at Yang Shuisheng, turning her head away and saying in a slightly impatient tone, "Just ignore him."

After saying that, she coldly yelled at Yang Shuisheng, "Get lost!"

He then quickened his pace and walked past Yang Shuisheng, leaving behind a faint scent of soap.

Upon hearing this, her classmates all showed slightly disdainful expressions, but no one gave Yang Shuisheng another glance, and they followed Yu Qianwei with smiles on their faces.

Yang Shuisheng stood there, his face expressionless.

As expected, the woman continued to despise him.

Yu Qianwei walked quickly, but the unease in her heart had not yet dissipated.

What bad luck! I've only been back in the village for a short time, and I've already run into that idiot Yang Shuisheng again.

Every time I come back these past few years, it seems like I always run into him. He's either squatting blankly by the roadside or wandering around the village covered in dirt, which is an eyesore.

But she was used to it. As long as she looked disgusted and ignored him with a cold face, the idiot would shrink back and stay far away, not daring to come closer.

She was thinking about putting her earlier unpleasantness behind her and telling her classmates about the new things she might encounter in college.

Congratulations, Yu Qianwei.

"I got into a university in the provincial capital. Now I'm a college student, and my status is different."

A clear voice suddenly came from not far behind her.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was enough for her and the classmates walking next to her to hear clearly.

Yu Qianwei's steps seemed to be nailed to the spot, and she suddenly stopped.

Her classmates also stopped in confusion and looked back.

Was he congratulating me?

Yu Qianwei's mind went blank for a moment, and her first reaction was that it was absurd.

How could an idiot say congratulations?

They still use phrases like "college student, different status"?

Does he even know what a college student is?

No, that's not right! That's not the point!

Yu Qianwei belatedly realized that the way this guy spoke today, and the way he looked at people, didn't seem like a fool at all.

Is this still the Yang Shuisheng she remembers, the one who only knows how to smile foolishly and gets stones thrown at him by children?