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The village head hesitated for a few seconds before speaking up.
Not long ago, a Male Educated Youth came to our village and started a relationship with a girl here. These few Big Tile Houses were prepared for their wedding. Later, the Male Educated Youth returned to the city, and his family was adamantly against him marrying a country girl. After he left, he never came back, not even a word. It was pitiful; when he left, the girl was already pregnant with his child, and as her belly grew day by day, their family became the laughingstock of the village. Sigh!
The Village Head sighed again, lit a dry cigarette, and continued.
How could she hold her head high in this village? One night, while her family was asleep, the girl secretly went to the river and drowned herself. Unfortunately, the baby was due any day now!
Upon hearing this, Yu Songyu couldn't help but lament how terrifying people's words could be.
A careless remark from others turned into a bloodless knife that killed this girl.
"Uncle, who does that house belong to now?"
"It belongs to the brigade, but everyone thinks that house is unlucky, so it’s just been left there."
The village head cleared his throat a few times, threw the remaining cigarette butt on the ground, and crushed it with his foot.
"Uncle, if that's the case, can I have that piece of land?"
"What? You want that land?"
"Yes, is that possible?"
"It is possible, but are you not afraid of bad luck? People say they hear a woman crying in that house at night; everyone in the village avoids it."
The village head meant well; after all, in his and the villagers' minds, that house was indeed inauspicious.
"Uncle, I'm not afraid. That girl didn’t die in the house. Besides, I’m not the one who caused her death; she can’t blame me!"
"You really aren’t afraid? Then you’ve thought it through!"
"I’ve thought it through; just name your price!"
Yu Songyu’s response came without hesitation.
The village head looked Yu Songyu over again; she appeared delicate on the outside, but there was an unusual strength emanating from her.
"Give me a piece of land; whether it's more or less money, I need to give the villagers an explanation."
"Uncle, I’ll take one piece; you can also give me those few pieces of Reserved Land in front of the house. When spring comes, we can plant something; after all, it’s two more mouths to feed!"
The village head pondered for a moment. Since no one wanted that land anyway and it was lying fallow, he might as well do a favor.
"Alright then, I’ll give it to you. I’ll even include those two pieces of land behind your house. But let me make it clear: we can’t backtrack on this deal!"
The village chief meant that if Yu Songyu really encountered a ghost inside, he wouldn't refund the money.
"Don't worry, Uncle. I have no regrets. We'll exchange the money for the land right away!"
Yu Songyu was delighted; she felt like she had made a profit. After finishing her conversation with the village chief, she intended to check on the injured woman but was stopped by Yang Qinghe, who grabbed her wrist.
"Xiao Yu, are you okay?"
"I'm fine! What could possibly be wrong with me?"
Yang Qinghe didn't respond immediately. He looked around at the girl from all angles and, seeing that she was indeed unharmed, felt relieved. He had heard from the villagers that she had confronted Shuan Zhu's wife earlier, and it had made his heart race with worry.
"Can I go check on her now?" Yu Songyu asked, pointing to the woman lying on the ground.
"Sure!"
Yang Qinghe smiled at her indulgently; this girl was braver than he had imagined.
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