My Childhood Sweetheart Is a Crazy Beauty
Chapter 182: Catching Hand

Chapter 182: Chapter 182: Catching Hand

"Chick syndrome?"

Tang Chuxia asked a bit unnaturally to Gu Beihuai standing beside her.

Gu Beihuai glanced at the young girl who had been clutching Tang Chuxia’s sleeve since she entered the room and nodded his head.

Probably scared out of her wits.

But...

"How do I just take her with me?"

This is nonsense!

If she dared to take her, the girl’s parents wouldn’t be happy, would they?

What Tang Chuxia hadn’t expected was that the girl’s mother knelt before her with tears in her eyes.

"Please, take her with you. If my Erya stays in the village, she’s going to die!"

Tang Chuxia became furious.

What the hell?

Going to die?

She cast a threatening look at the village chief, who waved his hands repeatedly: "There won’t be another pond drowning!"

Her gaze then swept to the old woman, who was also scared silly and dared not say a word.

"It’s her father, her grandmother—they won’t let her live!"

The girl’s mother must really love her daughter, seeing as she couldn’t bear the sight of severe bruises on her neck and wrists.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have failed to show up when her daughter was being drowned in the pond.

Tang Chuxia felt her explosive temper was about to burst, rage was welling up within her, and she really wanted to cause a scene.

Tang Jianbing knew Tang Chuxia best, so he hastily restrained her.

"Don’t be impulsive. We have so many people here, plus the police, they won’t succeed!"

Tang Chuxia smiled, but that smile was quite terrifying, so much so that the two accompanying police officers shivered.

They couldn’t understand how such a young lady could emanate such deadly fury.

But Tang Chuxia didn’t care about this, she scanned all the people present, and asked the girl, "What’s your name?"

The girl sobbed heavily, "Erya!"

Tang Chuxia was stunned, not expecting her name was really Erya, and could only scratch her head: "Erya, do you really want to go with me?"

Erya nodded emphatically, as if afraid Tang Chuxia might leave her behind.

Tang Chuxia then said to Erya’s mother, "Auntie, please stand up. No need to kneel. I’ll take Erya to my place for some time to play and let her recover before returning. If you miss your daughter, come find me in the city."

She whispered an address into Erya’s mother’s ear, choosing not to write it down in case she was illiterate.

Erya’s mother nodded solemnly, handing a cloth bundle to Erya.

"Listen to what they say, behave and don’t cause trouble, and stop thinking about marrying off to someone else’s brother; serve this comrade well!"

After Erya’s mother spoke, she made Erya bow her head in gratitude to Tang Chuxia.

This left Tang Chuxia flustered, nowhere near as fierce as she had been just moments before.

Gu Beihuai watched and almost wanted to laugh.

Even Tang Jianbing felt helpless. Was this really happening? Taking someone home just like that?

Then he turned and kicked Zheng Duoqing.

Zheng Duoqing didn’t dare feel wronged; indeed, he had caused this trouble.

Just as Tang Chuxia and her group were leaving, chaos erupted. Erya’s grandmother came to block them, forbidding Erya from leaving.

Her exact words were: Even if she has to die, she must die at home and not bring shame upon them by leaving.

Before Tang Chuxia could act, Zheng Duoqing couldn’t take it anymore. He had been holding it in all day, and now, throwing caution to the wind, he burst forth with a barrage of words, truly making Erya’s grandma reel with anger.

"You shameless old hag, why don’t you go die? How much bad luck must my granddaughter have encountered to be born into your family? We barely touch upon the matter, and you’re ready to let your own granddaughter die!"

Zheng Duoqing was handsome, but the words he spoke were exceedingly cold.

"Nowadays, we have entered a new society. Do you think everyone is like you, bound feet, and a deformed brain? Disrespectful with age, treating human life as nothing, the police haven’t said a word here, can your old mouth keep some decency?"

He was fuming to the point of smoke pouring from his seven orifices.

"Erya is just how old? If I heard correctly, she’s only fifteen, right? How can you have the face to force her into marriage? Our country mandates that you must be at least eighteen years old to marry, what kind of inhuman monsters are you people!"

Grandma Er Ya’s fingers trembled, but she couldn’t yell back at Zheng Duoqing—primarily because Zheng Duoqing looked like he was about to kill someone.

Lady Er Ya nudged Erya, pleading with Tang Chuxia and the others to leave quickly, as it wasn’t safe in the village.

There were only two public security officers. If a real riot broke out, the villagers, being numerous and strong, were likely to cause trouble.

Once they left the village, the two officers wiped the sweat from their brows.

"It’s rare for them to be so reasonable. Usually, they would have turned to violence straight away!"

After one of the older officers said this, Wu Haipeng couldn’t help but ask what was going on.

That was when he learned that the village had a fierce reputation and a particular disregard for reason, often showing no respect for the authorities due to their strong labor force.

Tang Chuxia snorted!

Others may not understand, but she knew very well—it was her intimidation that had made an impression.

Erya still clutched at Tang Chuxia’s sleeve, and Tang Chuxia didn’t shake her off.

But when it came time to get in the car, Erya still wouldn’t let go, and that was a bit of a problem. The back seat was so small that neither Tang Chuxia nor Erya could sit.

"Here’s what we’ll do, Erya, you sit on the back seat, and I’ll sit on the crossbar!"

Tang Chuxia was on the verge of tears.

Sitting on the crossbar, her butt would be bumped into eight pieces—but she had no choice since there was no room.

The public security officer opened his mouth but didn’t speak in the end.

Tang Jianbing was ready to carry the two of them but was stopped by Wu Haipeng.

"Do you have the strength of our Brother Huai?"

After thinking about it, Tang Jianbing admitted he couldn’t compete and could only warn Gu Beihuai, "Don’t you dare take advantage of Xiaxia!"

Gu Beihuai: ...

Who’s taking advantage of whom here?

Tang Chuxia declared, "Don’t worry, brother, if he dares to mess with me, I’ll throw him into the ditch!"

Tang Jianbing believed her.

But when Tang Chuxia actually sat on the bicycle crossbar, she looked so obedient, "You better be careful, if I hurt my butt, I’ll be recuperating at your place!"

Gu Beihuai’s ears turned hot as if struck by some thought.

He barely audibly hummed in response and urged her to hurry up.

As soon as Tang Chuxia sat on the crossbar, she jumped down and snatched off Zheng Duoqing’s cotton cap.

"That’s what you get for causing trouble—now you’re my cushion!"

Zheng Duoqing covered his ears but didn’t dare retort.

With the cotton cap as a makeshift cushion, it finally felt a bit better, at least not so uncomfortable.

However, Tang Chuxia was still somewhat afraid when Gu Beihuai started riding—the fear of never having ridden on a crossbar before.

She gripped the bicycle’s handle but was scolded by Gu Beihuai, "Don’t hold on so tightly!"

If too much force was applied to the handlebars, problems could arise, and even with Gu Beihuai’s good riding skills, it wouldn’t do.

Tang Chuxia did loosen her grip but felt even more scared without holding onto something.

At one bump in the road, she grabbed onto the back of Gu Beihuai’s hand.

Gu Beihuai: ...

He nearly drove the bike into a ditch.

Erya screamed from behind and jumped off the bike.

"Sister Xiaxia, I’ll sit with that uncle in the back!"

Erya finally overcame her mental block and didn’t insist on sticking with Tang Chuxia, moving to the rear seat of the older officer’s bike.

Tang Chuxia: ...

She glanced resentfully at Gu Beihuai.

"It’s all your fault!"

Gu Beihuai snorted, his gaze sweeping over Tang Chuxia, who showed no intention of letting go.

"Hehe~~~"