Lin Yuan went home happily with his salary and the gifts he bought for his family. Unexpectedly, just as he reached the village entrance, someone stopped him and said to him, "Yuan, you have to talk to Lin Xue. Otherwise, if she continues like this, her life will be ruined."
Lin Yuan looked at the person who spoke with an inexplicable expression and asked, "Zhuzi, what do you mean?"
Only then did Zhuzi realize something amiss. Lin Yuan had just returned from outside and did not know what had happened at home. Thus, he told Lin Yuan everything that had happened today.
"Zhuzi, you're not lying to me, right? My daughter couldn't have done that."
"Yuan, why would I lie to you? Everyone in the village knows about this. If you don't believe me, you can ask the chief."
Seeing that Zhuzi was not joking, Lin Yuan believed him, but he still could not believe his ears. In his eyes, his dear daughter had always been obedient and adorable. It seemed unfathomable for her to do this.
