Chapter 30 The Deceived Girl in the 1970s: Fake vs. Real Daughter Story (30)

Xiaoxiao thought for a moment and asked, “Sister-in-law, if I give her a good beating, scare her a bit, maybe she won’t dare come bother me again?”

Feng Zhaodi nodded but still added, “Don’t take it lightly. Even if you try to hit her, will Wang Jianjun just stand there and watch?”

Xiaoxiao nodded. “Right, I’m not sure I could take Wang Jianjun. That would be troublesome. Forget it; if she comes after me, I’ll just sneak in a few hits when no one’s looking.”

Feng Zhaodi: …

Xiaoxiao had clearly made up her mind. “Besides, Wang Jianjun is a man and a soldier. He shouldn’t be laying hands on a woman. “Don’t worry, sister-in-law, I’ll head back now.”

Feng Zhaodi figured that made sense and said, “Just be careful on the road.”

“Oh, wait—sister-in-law, the ox cart is still here, right?” Xiaoxiao asked.

“Don’t worry,” Feng Zhaodi replied. “The team leader said to wait for you. Uncle Wang definitely wouldn’t leave without you.”

Xiaoxiao relaxed. “That’s good then.”

But as she reached the door, she stopped and turned back with a grimace. “Sister-in-law… doesn’t that mean I’ll have to ride the same cart back with them?”

She instantly deflated.

“Well…” Feng Zhaodi had just realized it too. She tried to reassure her. “With Uncle Wang there, it should be fine. Don’t be scared.”

Xiaoxiao: …Scared? Fine, yes, she was a little scared. Thinking about riding back with those two for more than an hour made her want to disappear into the ground.

The young man in the other bed couldn’t stand seeing her like that. She looked so much better when she smiled. He suddenly spoke up, “I have a bicycle. You can borrow it. I injured my leg recently, so I won’t be using it for a while.”

Xiaoxiao’s eyes lit up immediately. There really were good people everywhere in this era! She really didn’t want to deal with the reincarnated villainess and the original male and female leads.

Come to think of it, in her storyline, wasn’t she also supposed to be the protagonist? Where was her golden halo? Was it just not time yet? Or was she the “tragic heroine” type, and her plot armor was super thin?

Whatever. If she could avoid this mess, she would. She’d rather owe a favor to a stranger.

She looked at the man and asked earnestly, “Comrade, what’s your name?” You’d really lend it to me? Aren’t you worried I might break it or ride off and never come back?”

In modern times, who lends a bike to a stranger? People wouldn’t even lend to friends, let alone someone they’d just met.

Not just bikes, money, or belongings—anything. Everyone was guarded.

The young man nodded. “I’m Chen Zhibin. I work at the county transport team. Just came home to recover from an injury.”

Xiaoxiao’s eyes sparkled as she praised him, “That’s amazing!”

In this era, being a driver was a top-tier job—physically demanding, mentally sharp, often risky, and highly respected.

Chen Zhibin felt his ears grow warm under her gaze. Why did his heart suddenly race? This girl was bold, smiling so brightly with those dimples… His face felt hot.

Seeing him suddenly quiet, Xiaoxiao thought he was reconsidering. “It’s really okay. I can still ride the cart back. Thanks anyway!”

She turned to go, not realizing she’d just scared the man into silence.

Chen Zhibin quickly said, “Wait a bit. The bike’s outside the hospital. I’ll take you to get the key from my sister—she works here too.”

He started to get up. Xiaoxiao quickly stopped him. “Are you sure you’re okay to walk? Maybe I should get your sister instead.”

Just then, his sister walked in carrying a food container. She overheard and asked casually, “What’s going on?” Need to use the bathroom?”

Chen Zhibin: …Yes, she was definitely his sister. His very real, very blunt sister.

He steadied himself and replied, “No, sister, perfect timing. This is Comrade Ye Xiaoxiao. I’m lending her the bicycle—can you help her get the key?”

Sister Chen raised an eyebrow, suddenly alert. Was her block-of-wood little brother finally showing signs of blooming?

She gave Xiaoxiao a once-over. Fair skin, pretty features, clear eyes, and a pair of sweet dimples when she smiled—no wonder her brother was smitten. She liked the girl too.

But looking at Xiaoxiao’s innocent and open demeanor, she couldn’t tell if the girl was interested or just oblivious.

No matter. Her brother was finally opening up—she had to help.

She set down the food and cheerfully led Xiaoxiao out, chatting along the way about their family and gently probing for more details about Xiaoxiao. Internally, she was already making notes and checking boxes.

Xiaoxiao, meanwhile, was completely unaware. She just kept praising, “Sister Chen, you’re all so kind.”

She had no idea she’d nearly spilled all her details already.

It wasn’t her fault—after graduation, her social circle had narrowed to nearly just family. She was clever, yes, but only a bit. Her guard went down easily around kind people.

When she saw the large, sturdy bicycle—a classic 28-inch heavy-duty frame—she hesitated a little. Looking down at her own legs, she wondered, could she handle it?

She wasn’t the short-legged version of herself from her past life anymore… It should be fine, right?

Sister Chen caught her glancing between the bike and her legs and understood immediately. “Can you ride it? Want me to find someone to give you a lift?”

“I’m fine, Sister Chen. I might need a few days to return it, though,” Xiaoxiao said with a grin.

“No rush. We have another one at home anyway,” Sister Chen replied.

Xiaoxiao: …Two bicycles in one household? That’s basically a luxury-class family!

But thinking about it—one a doctor, the other a county transport worker—it wasn’t surprising. They probably had good family backgrounds too.

Grateful again, Xiaoxiao said sincerely, “Thank you both so much. Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of the bike.”

Sister Chen chuckled. “Just take good care of yourself.”

After saying goodbye, Xiaoxiao rode to the village entrance and saw Uncle Wang with the oxcart.

“Uncle Wang, thank you for waiting! I borrowed a friend’s bicycle and need to run some errands. You can go ahead—I’ll come back later,” she said.

She had decided to delay on purpose—she really didn’t want to ride back with “those people.”

Zhang Jiabei sneered, “Aren’t you something? Made everyone wait for nothing. The team leader told you to look after someone, and you disappeared. No sense of responsibility at all.”

Xiaoxiao couldn’t be bothered to reply. She simply thanked Uncle Wang again.

Uncle Wang understood instantly. He knew exactly why she borrowed a bike and nodded knowingly before heading off.

Xiaoxiao turned back toward town, deciding to explore the supply co-op market a bit. She’d only been to the canteen and recycling station before. Time to pick up a few supplies.