Wang Ye put Zhong Zihui on the cushion and sat down, letting her support his body, and then pushed the tricycle forward.

Along the way, Wang Ye smelled waves of fragrance, which made him a little strange. There were no flowers nearby, so where did the fragrance come from?

Subconsciously, he sniffed hard with his nose, and then discovered that the source of the fragrance was actually Zhong Zihui.

Zhong Zihui, on the other hand, had lowered her head in shame and did not dare to look at Wang Ye. She could clearly see Wang Ye's actions just now.

Wang Ye also seemed a little embarrassed and quickly found a topic: "Ms. Zhong, the mountain road is difficult to walk at night. Even if we call the police, no one will come until tomorrow. I can only have you stay at my house for one night tonight.

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"No, you are my savior. How could I be wronged?" Zhong Zihui's voice was soft and comfortable.

"It's not a lifesaver. I just happened to meet him. I believe it would have been someone else who would have taken action."

Although Zhong Zihui is young, she knows much more than Wang Ye. She knows that if it were anyone else, their first reaction would probably be not to involve herself, and then they would call the police. But at that time, calling the police would be useless.

The kidnapper's purpose is to get money, and the police will definitely know it by then.

If Wang Ye hadn't descended like a magic weapon from the sky, defeated the two kidnappers and rescued her, she couldn't imagine what would have happened to her.

Not long after, Wang Ye saw the lights in the village. From a distance, he thought they were will-o'-the-wisps.

This is not surprising. Although the village has electricity, the farmers' inherent frugality makes them reluctant to use electricity. Most of the time, they still use kerosene lamps.

Only the homes of village chiefs and village committee directors have the luxury of using electric lights.

Wang Ye pushed the tricycle directly to the door of the village chief's house and knocked on the door: "Village Chief, I am Wang Ye."

Not long after, the village chief opened the door: "Xiaoye, what can you do at this late hour?"

"Village chief, it's like this..."

Wang Ye briefly explained the situation just now, but the village chief was frightened.

Two kidnappers kidnapped a young lady from a wealthy family, but they were met by Wang Ye, who in turn knocked out the two kidnappers and rescued the young lady from a wealthy family. Are you sure this is not talking about a movie?

But when the village chief saw the kidnappers and Zhong Zihui on the tricycle, he was speechless.

"Village Chief, I'm worried that these two kidnappers will run away when they wake up. I'll find some rope to tie them up and let people watch them all night. I'll call the police tomorrow and have the police come and take them away."

"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."

Dangdangdang...

The village chief rang the bell in the center of the village. This thing has a certain history. It is said that when the village was first established, a bell was built and placed here to prevent other people from knowing about the incident in the village.

As long as it rings, it means something big has happened, and everyone else must drop everything they are doing and rush here.

Not long after, all the villagers ran out, holding windshield kerosene lamps in their hands, and gathered around the bell.

"Village chief, what happened this night? Even the bells are ringing. Could it be that a wild boar has come down the mountain?"

As the director of the village committee, Wang Guoqiang was the first to stand up and ask.

When it comes to wild boars, many people's expressions change. To them, wild boars are a big pest and they are very good at destroying crops.

The village chief shook his head and said: "It's not a wild boar. This matter is a bit complicated. Let Xiaoye tell everyone."

Wang Ye?

Wang Guoqiang watched blankly as Wang Ye stood next to the village chief and told everyone what he had done before, causing a commotion.

The villagers never dreamed that there was a kidnapper here, and that the kidnapper was killed by Wang Ye alone, and a young lady from a wealthy family was saved. Isn't this really a joke?

But when the villagers saw Zhong Zihui, they had to believe this fact. After all, there was no such tender-looking girl in their village.

"The two kidnappers have been tied up with ropes. I will arrange for people to take turns guarding them until the police come tomorrow to take them away. As for this girl..."

Before the village chief finished speaking, Zhong Zihui said proactively: "I'll stay at Wang Ye's house for one night."

When Wang Dagou heard this, he thought, how can this be done? Such a beautiful and rich woman should live with him!

Although he has not read many books, he also knows that the person kidnapped by the kidnappers must have a rich family. If he gets this woman, it is not impossible for him to become the richest man in the town, not to mention the richest man in the village.

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"Beauty, come and live in my house. My house is the most luxurious two-story house in the village. Wang Ye's house is just a mud house with nothing." Wang Dagou shouted on the spot.

Zhong Zihui just looked at him lightly and said, "No need."

Except for Wang Ye, who saved her, she couldn't believe anyone else.

Wang Dagou wanted to say something else, but Wang Guoqiang stopped him.

Even if the relationship cannot be improved, it cannot be made worse. He still knows this very well.

Then the village chief arranged for people to take turns guarding the two kidnappers, while Zhong Zihui followed Wang Ye towards his home.

But Wang Ye didn't notice that there was a hint of melancholy in Yang Jinhua's eyes in the crowd.

"Here we are, this is my home. There is an empty house inside." Wang Ye casually put the tricycle aside and walked in to light the kerosene lamp.

But after thinking about it for a while, he decided to turn on the light, and at least he would have guests coming to his door.

The village still uses incandescent lamps, and Zhong Zihui didn't like the light yellow light for a while. It was under this light that she could clearly see the situation in Wang Ye's home.

The ground is dirt and there is not much furniture around. It can be said that the house is bare.

Zhong Zihui is a very smart person. She did not show any change in expression, nor did she say anything about the environment here. Instead, she asked: "Wang Ye, is there hot water? I want to clean the wound on my foot."

Clean it up."

Wang Ye then remembered that Zhong Zihui's feet were still injured. He walked over and picked her up again and gently placed her on the edge of the bed.

"Wait a minute, I'll get hot water."

I don't know if she got used to it the second time, but the blush on Zhong Zihui's face was much smaller, but she still felt shy.

Wang Ye used a hot towel to wipe some blood stains around Zhong Zihui, and then changed her to some clean gauze to prepare her to rest.

Just when Wang Ye was about to walk out of the room, Zhong Zihui's voice sounded: "Wang Ye, I...I..."

Wang Ye looked back and saw that Zhong Zihui's face was red and her legs were twitching. She didn't know what she meant.

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

Zhong Zihui hesitated for a while, then seemed to have figured it out. She gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and said with a desperate expression: "I want to go to the toilet!"

"Oh, let's go to the toilet. The toilet is at the back..."

But soon, Wang Ye thought of something. Zhong Zihui's foot was injured and she couldn't walk on her own. In other words...
Chapter completed!