Chapter 83: I See All Beings as Grass and Trees, Yet Only You Appear as a Green Mountain

"Who gathered a crowd to cause trouble? To frame someone?"

Before arriving, the young Public Security officer had already discussed the whole story with his mentor.

He deliberately raised his voice and said this, intending to intimidate.

Regarding the man present who seemed to have an extraordinary aura, he guessed the other was of the same kind.

When he saw the beautiful female comrade in a military coat turn around behind him, he became even more certain of her identity.

Military officer.

Just an ordinary soldier, not possessing such a strong aura.

"Kill you, kill you!"

The onlookers spread out a bit, revealing the elderly woman who had been pummelled while a little boy rode on her.

"Public Security comrade, it's the grandparent‑grandchild pair on the ground. They've been falsely accusing our Supply and Marketing Cooperative for two consecutive months, claiming the candy we sell causes stomachaches, rashes, and demanding medical expenses…"

The middle‑aged man, the director of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, after parking his bicycle, came over furiously to reprimand the two elders on the ground, denouncing their actions.

"Who reported to the Public Security?"

The veteran Public Security officer got off the vehicle, scanned the scene, his gaze landing on a pair of youngsters beside the mule cart before quickly shifting away.

"Me."

Jiang Ye leisurely adjusted the collar of his wife's military coat, buttoned two buttons, then turned around and continued:

"I am Jiang Ye, Regiment Commander of the Sixth Corps on Sea Island. I am reporting in my own name that this elderly woman maliciously slanders, tolerates her grandson's deliberate scheme to extort my beloved, forcibly seizing my beloved's belongings."

"The local townsfolk present can all testify."

"I saw it with my own eyes: it was this elderly woman who slandered, her grandson even tried to snatch a pretty military spouse's egg cake, and after the military officer comrade intervened, the child rolled on the ground and then rode on his grandmother to hit people."

"I can also testify."

"I can too."

But in a moment, almost all the onlookers stepped forward to point the finger and testify.

The dizzy, bruised elderly woman on the ground moaned incessantly, crying out in distress.

She wanted to rebut, but had no way to.

She could only feign misery and pity, hoping the Public Security comrade would, out of respect for her age, let her off.

"Old lady, it's you again. This time, both the person and the crime are caught; with so many witnesses, what more can you deny?"

The middle‑aged Public Security officer, hearing this, began taking notes and signaled his junior to pull the people apart.

He shook his head calmly; that little boy was finished.

Ask yourself, a child whose own beloved grandmother is beaten to a bruised, swollen state—what kind of good person could that be?

"Public Security comrade, I know I was wrong; from now on I won't come to the Supply and Marketing Cooperative to slander, okay?"

"This time, just let me go. My grandson is still young; his parents work in the mine, being away ten days or half a month without returning, so the house can't be empty."

After the young Public Security officer pulled the grandson away from the elderly woman, there was finally room to breathe.

Hearing this, she realized she had to plead guilty this time, otherwise whatever awaited her would not be a good fate…

"A mere verbal promise won't do. So, I'll write you a guarantee; you put your fingerprint on it. If you offend again, you'll be taken straight to the Public Security Bureau, serve a prison sentence, and be sent to a farm for re‑education. What do you think?"

The veteran Public Security officer clearly had dealt with this elderly woman before and knew what kind of person she was.

He thought for a moment and came up with a method.

Of course, he couldn't actually arrest this old lady and lock her up.

It's not that he didn't want to; the conditions didn't allow it.

Now every department is cutting costs; food and drink are rationed, so arresting someone for a prison would waste grain for nothing.

Moreover, the old lady is advanced in age; if something untoward happened to her in prison, it would be hard to explain to her family.

A guarantee, a threat, and farm re‑education are currently the most effective means of intimidation and restraint.

"Fine, I'll put my fingerprint; I promise I won't come to slander again."

The elderly woman hurriedly nodded, her bruised and swollen face in pain.

She can't be locked up; if she returns to the village, she'll lose face, and her husband will despise her and send her back to her natal home!

Her natal family—where are there any people left?

The veteran Public Security officer looked at Jiang Ye, asking whether the other party was satisfied with this outcome.

Although the two belong to different systems and units, the other, though young, is already a corps‑level officer with boundless future prospects, needless to say.

An old Public Security officer like him has sharp eyes.

"Hmm."

Jiang Ye nodded; if it can be settled here, let's settle it here.

Saving another trip to the Public Security Bureau, he didn't want any extra complications.

With this resolution, everyone except the little boy was satisfied.

Especially the head of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, that middle‑aged man, who was very grateful to the two for solving a big trouble for him, so after the Public Security comrade left, he hurriedly paid for a bottle of Chinese liquor and gave it to Jiang Ye:

"Regiment Commander Jiang, thank you for helping uphold justice. This is a small token of my appreciation, on behalf of our Supply and Marketing Cooperative, grateful for your righteous stand in solving a big trouble for us; please be sure to accept it."

Saying that, he shoved it into the mule cart's basket and turned to run.

"Come back another day, the two of you, to buy from us; there will definitely be a discount!"

As for the grandparent‑grandchild pair, after stamping the guarantee, they slunk away in disgrace.

Shen Man climbed onto the mule cart, found a comfortable spot, leaned against the man's chest, and said seriously:

"Brother Jiang Ye, that little boy has a problem that can't be cured."

"Hmm, I see."

Jiang Ye, with his long legs crossed, protected his wife's shoulder with one hand, while with the other he peeled a candy and tossed it to his wife.

Shen Man had a milk candy in her mouth, speaking indistinctly, she asked:

How did you figure that out?

Normal kids wouldn't be that irritable, attacking their relatives.

Jiang Ye's eyes flickered, he withdrew his gaze, crumpled the candy wrapper into a ball, casually slipped it into his pocket, pondering when he would light the fire tonight......

This is a hereditary disease, carried in the genes, basically not a good thing.

Shen Man sighed, biting the milk candy, she wasn't feeling sorry for that little boy; she had no self‑abusive tendencies.

She had come across a medical case, feeling a bit wistful.

Put bluntly, it's an occupational hazard flaring up.

I don't know how far her mentor's team has progressed in researching the technology to separate the super‑male gene.

Jiang Ye heard the wistfulness in his wife's tone, thinking she was sympathizing with that little boy, and he lightly offered his opinion:

Everyone has their own fate; for example, that little boy, born into such a family, is doomed to have no solution.

I see all beings as grass and trees, only you are a green mountain to me.

After enduring a thousand years of sea changes, I finally get to have you rest peacefully by my side.

He doesn't pity the little boy, nor does he want to interfere in others' lives, meddling with their karma.

He selfishly desires to monopolize the people worth his affection and his heart......

He domineeringly occupies her gaze, her heart.