[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-1987-my-era":3,"chapter-1987-my-era-1987-my-era-chapter-128":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","1987: My Era",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2259288,4409,"Chapter 128: The Xiao Family Comes Calling (Request Subscription!)","1987-my-era-chapter-128",128,"\u003Cp>Li Heng had no idea what had happened at the village secretary’s house; as soon as he woke up, he took Li Ran and Dum-Dum to town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they passed Qian Yuejin’s wonton shop, Zhang Zhiyong couldn’t move his feet: “Damn it! I wasn’t even hungry, but now the smell’s got me starving—I’m not going anywhere else, I’m getting a bowl of wontons first.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng kicked him: “If you want wontons, eat wontons—don’t stare at the shop owner’s wife.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zhiyong smirked and walked inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ran, seeing he didn’t follow, asked: “Aren’t you eating?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng said: “You two eat first—I’ve got something to take care of.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching him leave without looking back, Li Ran stepped into the shop and asked: “What’s he got to do? More important than breakfast?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zhiyong didn’t answer. Instead, he jerked his chin toward the owner’s fat ass and muttered: “That’s my old man’s mistress.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ran’s mouth dropped open. She sized up the woman, then asked: “You’re sure? When did she start sleeping with your dad?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zhiyong’s breath grew heavy: “Yesterday I found them hidden under her pillow—letters they’d been exchanging for years. Total bastards.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ran’s interest spiked: “Does she have a husband?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shit! Just as I mention him, here he comes—that dumbass is him.” Zhang Zhiyong stared at the middle-aged man carrying in a basket of pork ribs, his eyes brimming with contempt, as if mocking the man for being too clueless to notice his wife’s affair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ran turned to look. “So skinny, so sickly—no wonder he can’t keep her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Zhiyong didn’t get it: “What’s that got to do with anything?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Ran didn’t answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She thought of her father, and of Sun Aimin, the man who’d been dumped for failing to satisfy her desires.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that thought, a terrifying idea suddenly surfaced in Li Ran’s mind: Could she herself become a woman who strays easily?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The post office wasn’t open yet, so after pausing at the intersection, Li Heng headed straight for the town government compound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, he wouldn’t call the Xiao family and hope for luck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was going to show up in person—his excuse was already ready: Yang Ying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a few minutes, he reached the gate of the town government compound. He looked inside for a moment, then crossed the road to the opposite grocery store.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re here.” The store owner remembered him from their previous conversation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng smiled and rummaged through his pockets, buying five watermelon bubble gums. “How much?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Five fen each—twenty-five fen total.” The owner glanced and gave the price without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng patted his pockets—no loose change. He grabbed five more, then asked: “Boss, got paper and pen? I need to write down a phone number.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The owner readily handed him an old notebook and a pen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the owner was restocking shelves, Li Heng quickly scribbled a few words, tore off the page, and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop! Who are you looking for?” The guard at the reception desk barked as Li Heng approached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle, I’m here to see the Xiao family—I’m the rice delivery guy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing he was there for the secretary’s house, the guard scrutinized him, then vaguely recalled: this kid had delivered rice to the secretary’s home several times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He signed him in and let him pass, but still uneasy, his eyes followed Li Heng all the way to the second floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Knock knock knock!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Knock knock knock!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After no response to the first knock, the second knock was answered by a voice: “Who is it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Shiman opened the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng wanted to die. Why was his luck so bad? Why didn’t Xiao Han open the door?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Li Heng outside, Wei Shiman was also startled. She thought: Could he be secretly in love with my daughter and come here to court her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her daughter clearly disliked him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, given Li Heng’s current social status and fame, Wei Shiman’s attitude had improved considerably from before: “Li Heng, come in and sit a while.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She opened the door fully and stepped aside, her gaze fixed on his face, quietly observing the boy who had taken the Chinese literary world by storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reading people’s intentions was a basic skill for surviving the system. Li Heng knew her offer was polite, not sincere. He didn’t walk in, but said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Auntie, is Yang Ying here? I need to see her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing he was looking for Yang Ying, Wei Shiman sighed in relief. Though he was famous and rich, his daughter hated him—and naturally, so did she.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She said: “She’s here. Yingwen hasn’t gotten up yet—I’ll go call her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Wei Shiman turned and walked into the bedroom on the right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yingwen, your classmate Li Heng is here to see you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? Okay, thanks, Auntie.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She quickly dressed and got up. Two minutes later, Yang Ying appeared at the door. She asked immediately: “Why are you here so early?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Wei Shiman watching curiously, Li Heng walked ten meters down the hallway, then spoke to Yang Ying, who followed him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old rag, congratulations! You got into Tsinghua University.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Ying sighed, then asked with a complicated expression: “You missed by one point—was that intentional?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng shook his head. “No. I left it to fate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words were vague, but Yang Ying understood them perfectly: “Did you give up Song Yu?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng didn’t answer. Instead, he asked: “Summer vacation’s still long—what are your plans? Staying here forever?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Ying said: “I hate that house. I don’t want to go back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Fu had always been excessive. Li Heng understood. “I’m planning to travel. Come with me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Ying asked: “Bring Xiao Han?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng thought for a moment, then shook his head: “It’s not safe out there now. And the places I’m going are remote. She’s too beautiful—I won’t take her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the new century, he wouldn’t have hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in this era? Ha! Even if he believed himself strong, even if he thought his martial prowess was unmatched, he couldn’t guarantee absolute safety wandering through mountains and wilderness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Ying asked: “Who else?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng replied: “Dum-Dum, and maybe a new friend—Li Ran.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where to?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“From the Three Gorges, Dongting Lake, Lushan—all the way southeast.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dongting Lake—you’re going to see Song Yu, aren’t you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng didn’t answer, but his silence confirmed it. If he went to Dongting Lake, he’d have to find Song Yu—that was another reason he didn’t want to bring Xiao Han.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Ying hesitated. “Let me think about it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng said, glanced toward the door, and slipped the note into Yang Ying’s hand: “Give this to Xiao Han. I’ll wait outside.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After giving the order, Li Heng turned and went downstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized if he didn’t leave now, the guard at reception would come up to check on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re such a jerk! You came to see me? No—you just wanted me to be your messenger.” Yang Ying wasn’t stupid—she saw right through his scheme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ps: This chapter’s a bit thin. I planned to write 5,000 words before posting, but halfway through I got a stomachache and stopped. I was too embarrassed to even publish it, but I promised I would. Sorry, everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1216,"2026-06-19T15:27:33.982Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","8c6c7fdeb518e59886f2e15c0ef22a1bcbd62764e7d5bba60e2901ca462c4aa4","1987-my-era-chapter-129","1987-my-era-chapter-127",713,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002F1987-my-era-cover.jpg"]