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Zhang Yunye gave Song Pearl a helpless look. "Sister, do you think this will work? Why don't you try driving? Even if it could work, someone has to take over! I'm not a wind-up toy; I'm tired."
Zhang Yunye was still just a high school student, an underage kid who would throw in the towel when things didn't go his way, acting on impulse. He opened the car door, sat inside, and closed his eyes. "Let's just wait here for the light to come! You village chief and Secretary are all like foxes; you look honest and simple but act like you're in charge. As soon as I sit down, you lock me up like a bandit!"
Song Pearl tugged at her lips because she had heard from Liu Cuiying that this Song Family Village had been a den of bandits generations ago.
Zhang Yunye leaned back against the car seat, ignoring the cold, with his long legs propped up on the steering wheel, resting his eyes. Song Pearl sighed helplessly; she realized she was indeed asking too much of him.
She stood by the car, contemplating whether to ride her bicycle to the country road to catch a bus, but worried about leaving Zhang Yunye behind since he had come to help her. She couldn't just abandon him.
"Don't sleep here; let's go to my house instead. It will be safer!" Song Pearl pulled Zhang Yunye out of the car with all her might. This brother was here to help, but it felt like he was causing more trouble. "If the people in the house wake up, it'll be a hassle for you..."
Zhang Yunye was annoyed but had no choice; he got out of the car and followed Song Pearl.
The snow quickly turned to ice on the ground, forming a thick layer that crunched under their shoes, leaving shallow footprints with each step.
By this time, it was already light out. As Song Pearl and Zhang Yunye walked a short distance, they heard chaotic footsteps approaching from behind.
Song Pearl stopped and turned around to see Village Chief Song Jianguo running after them with several strong middle-aged men.
"These people aren't the ones guarding that house," Zhang Yunye said, staring at the approaching figures and addressing Song Pearl. "They must have gone to check on my place first."
Song Pearl stopped Zhang Yunye from moving forward and said, "Don't move; listen to me."
Zhang Yunye obediently stood still as Song Pearl faced the aggressive group calmly and said, "Village Chief Uncle, did you rush over here to tell this provincial leader that his car is broken?"
Muramasa Song Jianguo suddenly found himself momentarily stunned when he met Song Pearl's gaze, stammering, "Yes, yes, I don't know who broke the car. I'll go to the office and call someone to come and tow it for repairs."
Despite having a face that clearly expressed a desire to collect debts, the village chief's expression softened after hearing Song Pearl's gentle inquiry, and his tone became quite amiable.
"Then hurry up and make the call, Uncle. We don't want the leaders to have to wait!" Song Pearl looked directly into the village chief's eyes.
"Right, right, I'll go right away. I can't delay this," the village chief nodded and turned to walk back. The people behind him, who followed his orders, hurriedly followed him back as well.
"What just happened?" After those people walked away, Zhang Yunye still seemed unclear about the situation.
"I don't know either. Maybe they came here for this matter and had a change of heart, fearing that you, as a provincial leader, might really get angry," Song Pearl said as she continued walking with her head down.
"Is that so?" A look of confusion flashed across Zhang Yunye's face. He was puzzled; he had clearly wanted to confront the village chief earlier but ended up standing there doing nothing.
When Song Pearl arrived home and pushed open the old door, it creaked against the floor. Liu Cuiying, who was dozing on the bed, sat up alertly as her old cotton coat slipped off her shoulders and fell to the ground.
"It's Pearl... you startled me," Liu Cuiying exclaimed upon seeing Song Pearl and the handsome guy Zhang Yunye following her. She quickly stood up and tidied up some clutter from two sofas leaning against the wall. "Come on, sit here."
Zhang Yunye frowned as he looked at the sofa and then glanced at Song Pearl. She quickly said, "Mom, let him lie down on the bed for a bit to rest."
"Alright, he should rest if he's tired," Liu Cuiying said somewhat awkwardly to Song Pearl. "You tidy up the bed then."
Song Pearl stuffed some textbooks carelessly thrown on Song Fei's bed into a backpack, took out a few dusty pebbles from under the blanket and placed them on the windowsill, then pulled out a quilt from the wardrobe and spread it out before saying to Zhang Yunye: "You can lie down here for now. I'll call you when it's time for dinner."
"You won't leave me here alone and run off, will you?" Zhang Yunye grabbed Song Pearl's sleeve, his expression now one of helplessness and concern after having been so composed earlier.
"This is my home, and I need to protect it," Song Pearl smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern."
"Pearl, you should take a break too. I'm going to cook now."
When Song Pearl closed the door and returned to the main room, Liu Cuiying had tied on her apron and gone to the kitchen. The room was very quiet. Song Pearl pulled the sofa against the wall a bit closer to the stove, sat down, and found a comfortable position, closing her eyes to think about everything that had happened to her from yesterday until now.
After waking up from her dream yesterday morning, she felt that something was off but didn't have time to think about it until this morning when she spoke with the village chief; that was when she realized there was indeed a problem.
Looking back now, she had wanted Wang Ziyan to help clean up but hadn't even spoken up when Wang Ziyan proactively offered to help. When her exam paper was confiscated, she hoped not to receive a demerit notice, and indeed she didn't get one. At that time, she had been in a daze, thinking these events might just be coincidences.
However, last night when she shouted for the bulldozer from a distance to stop, the two bulldozers really did stop; it was just that Liu Cuiying saw Zhang Yunye throw two flying knives that made her uncertain.
This morning, when she encountered the village chief chasing after her, she subconsciously wanted to test something.
So she stopped Zhang Yunye, who was trying to help...
She told the village chief to go back and make a phone call, and he really did go back. The village chief clearly wasn't coming over to apologize, yet nothing happened...
Could it be that she could control people's actions again?
Song Pearl suddenly sat up straight, realizing that controlling people's actions—she hadn't done that in years.
Could it be that after becoming Song Pearl, she hadn't lost this ability!
Controlling others' actions was an ability inherent to her as the King of the Pool Fish; she believed it was a gift from her master meant for her to protect her kind in the pond.
At that time, whenever she felt someone disturbing her tranquility and attempting to invade the pond, she would control them like a puppet, teasing and scaring those intruders.
However, ever since the Song Shiting family moved in, her ability to control others had failed. If her powers hadn't faltered, there wouldn't be a house here now, just an empty pond. She wouldn't have become Song Pearl.
She initially thought that this ability had disappeared, and after becoming Song Pearl, she gradually forgot that she even had a superpower.
These two events made her feel that she should be able to control others again at will.
Thinking of this, Song Pearl felt a surge of excitement, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on her nose from the thrill.
She took a deep breath and wiped her nose. If her estimation was correct, once the village chief returned to Team Headquarters, he would regain his senses. She still needed to think of another way to hold them back.
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