Chapter 113 Don’t Open the Door for Strangers

Chapter 113: Don’t Open the Door for Strangers

"Hahaha, unfortunately, I’m not. I just know some ways to handle people.

But as women, we still have to protect ourselves well and not let others walk all over us," Su He said, blinking her eyes.

Wen Yuru looked at her with admiration. At this moment, Su He was pretty much her idol—every word hit home.

"I think what you said is so right. I get it now."

Su He didn’t ask what she got but still told her about her plan to return to the countryside the next day.

"I’m going back to the village tomorrow, so I came to let you know."

Sure enough, as soon as Wen Yuru heard that Su He was leaving the next day, she instantly deflated.

"When will you be back?" Wen Yuru asked.

"Probably next Friday or Saturday, whichever day’s convenient."

It wasn’t that long, but Wen Yuru still felt reluctant. "Then you must remember to bring your durian. I want to buy some. I haven’t had much appetite lately and can’t eat anything."

"Alright, don’t worry. When they’re ripe, I’ll definitely bring them and pick the best ones for you."

After chatting a while longer, Su He left.

Watching Su He walk away, she felt as though they had been close friends for years, even though they had only known each other for two days.

Mostly, she thought Su He was so capable and amazing.

She left her two children at home, keeping everything running smoothly.

And her husband—so handsome and so crazy about her—made Wen Yuru envious.

After leaving the hospital, Su He went to the market to buy groceries.

Today, she left her two children at home, letting them play in the yard by themselves since she only planned to be out for a short while.

While Su He was picking out vegetables, she saw a sudden commotion at a nearby stall. A vendor was yanking an extremely skinny boy, threw him to the ground, and started laying into him with kicks.

"Damn it, stealing from me? Let’s see you steal again!" The vendor cursed while kicking.

A crowd gathered to watch, tutting at the beaten boy.

"Why couldn’t you do honest work instead of resorting to such sneaky behavior?"

"Exactly. Kids these days have no shame, daring to steal right in the open."

Some in the crowd, egging it on, even shouted, "Beat him to death! Beat him to death!"

The boy being beaten looked skinny and helpless.

For some reason, it reminded Su He of her younger brother, who had died in an accident.

Seeing that the situation was getting dangerous, Su He had to step in and stopped the attacker.

"Nosy bitch, mind your own business!" The vendor, humiliated that Su He had stopped him so easily, glared at her.

"How much did he steal from you? You’ve made your point—isn’t that enough?" Su He said coldly.

"Hmph, you're good at playing the hero. Why don't you pay for him then?" The vendor, clearly a hardcase, scoffed.

"Alright. What'd he take?"

After saying this, Su He walked over to the boy and asked gently, "What did you take from him? Can you tell me? Don't worry—you can keep it. I'll buy it for you."

The boy was a mess, covered in footprints and dressed in tattered clothes.

He peeked up cautiously, revealing a swollen face.

Then he slowly pulled something out of his pocket. The crowd gasped—just a tiny egg.

After all that kicking, the egg remained unbroken, showing how careful he'd been.

Seeing this, Su He turned her gaze to the vendor who had beaten the boy and glared at him. "You nearly killed him for one egg?"

The vendor shifted uncomfortably, but with so many people watching—and Su He being a woman—he doubled down.

"He stole, so he deserved it. What's the big deal if I hit him? Even if I beat him to death right here, it’d be his own fault."

At this point, some in the crowd spoke up.

"It’s just an egg—was that worth killing over?"

"That kid looks miserable. Just make him return it—beating him like this might get the vendor sued."

"Exactly, I thought he stole something valuable. Turns out it was just an egg."

As more and more people spoke up for the boy, the vendor, realizing he was in the wrong, quietly slunk back to his stall.

Su He figured she should call the cops—after such a beating, the boy might have internal injuries.

"Sister, thank you," the boy blurted out as she considered whether to report it.

"How do you feel? Are you hurt?" Su He pressed.

"I’m fine."

Noticing his limp, Su He rushed forward to support him.

"Let me take you to the hospital," Su He said.

Hearing this, the boy immediately refused, "No, no need. I’m really fine."

"Sister, thank you. I have to go now."

With that, he broke free from Su He’s grip and ran off without looking back.

In a flash, he was gone.

If he could run that fast, he probably wasn’t seriously hurt after all.

That drama over with, Su He didn’t dwell on it. After finishing her shopping, she headed straight home.

Her two kids waited right where she left them. Su He'd told them before leaving to lock the gate and only open it when she returned.

Arriving at the front door, Su He knocked. She got an idea—she decided to test her children’s alertness.

She kept knocking on the door. After what felt like forever, someone finally answered.

"Is that Mommy?" came Niu Niu's voice.

Her little girl's sweet voice nearly broke Su He's resolve to stay hidden.

But after a moment's thought, she stayed silent and kept knocking.

"Who are you? If you don't speak, we won't open the door," Zai Zai piped up in a serious tone.

"Guess who I am..." Su He deliberately lowered her voice, teasing the two kids.

Behind the door, Niu Niu immediately recognized Su He's voice.

"Mommy! It's Mommy!"

So the two children dragged a stool to the door, climbed onto it, and opened it for Su He.

As soon as the door swung open, they saw Su He standing there with arms wide open, ready to embrace them.

"Mommy!"

"Mommy!"

Both children shouted excitedly as Su He crouched down and hugged them both.

"You guys were so good just now—not opening the door for a stranger," Su He praised them promptly, she said.

"Because... because Mommy said we mustn't open the door for strangers," Niu Niu answered quickly.

"Right. You've always got to protect yourselves. Even in the village, if a stranger tries to take you somewhere, you must never go, understand? In the daytime, there are always uncles and grandpas out in the fields. If something feels wrong, shout for help immediately," she said.

"We get it, Mommy," they replied.