Siheyuan: A romantic village doctor, making trouble

Chapter 455 Pan Jinlian's Experience

When had Pan Jinlian ever seen a man as handsome and imposing as Zhang Jianjun? At this moment, being stared at by him intently, she felt her cheeks burning, flustered, and didn't know what to do. Zhang Jianjun bent down to pick up the wooden stick on the ground, handed it to Pan Jinlian, and said with a smile: "This wooden stick can't be thrown around, what if it hits someone?" Pan Jinlian became more and more flustered after hearing this. She secretly looked at the man in front of her and saw that he was dressed extraordinary and obviously not from an ordinary family. Just now, she accidentally threw the wooden stick from the second floor and it happened to hit Zhang Jianjun. If she really wanted compensation, where could she get the money! Thinking of this, Pan Jinlian plucked up her courage, looked up and looked directly into Zhang Jianjun's eyes, and said timidly: "Sir, I'm really sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, I hope you will be magnanimous and forgive me!" Zhang Jianjun smiled slightly, a sly flash in his eyes, and said: "How can you just apologize with your mouth?"

When Pan Jinlian heard this, her heart skipped a beat, fearing that Zhang Jianjun would make some unacceptable compensation demands. She twisted the handkerchief in her hand nervously, her voice trembling a little: "Then... then how do you want me to compensate you, sir?"

Seeing her like this, Zhang Jianjun wanted to play a prank even more. He deliberately hesitated for a moment before slowly speaking: "How about this, I think the girl has an extraordinary temperament and must be a person of outstanding talent. How about asking the girl to write a poem for me as compensation?"

Pan Jinlian was relieved when she heard this. Although she was born in a poor family, she loved reading and writing since she was young, and she was also quite knowledgeable about poetry and songs. Composing a poem was not a difficult task for her. So, she bowed slightly and said, "Then I will show you my ugliness."

After saying this, Pan Jinlian thought for a moment, and then began to chant: "Spring brings everything back to life, willow branches gently brush against the green lake. Swallows return to look for old nests, peach blossoms bloom and new weeds appear. I want to ask what era I am in the wind, who is sharing the old pot under the moon. A clear song does not make people drunk, and the fragrant grass in the garden still retains its fragrance."

After listening to it, Zhang Jianjun couldn't help but applaud: "What a great poem! What a great poem! The girl is really talented and brilliant. I admire her!"

Pan Jinlian was a little embarrassed by his praise, and her face flushed. She whispered, "Sir, you are too kind. I just wrote it casually, don't take it seriously."

Zhang Jianjun shook his head and said seriously, "Miss, you are too modest. This poem is profound and sincere. It is indeed a masterpiece. I am Zhang Jianjun. May I ask your name?"

When Pan Jinlian heard him say this, she couldn't help but feel a little fond of him. She replied softly, "My name is Pan Jinlian, and I'm an ordinary woman in this town."

Zhang Jianjun was moved when he heard this. He had heard of Pan Jinlian before and knew that she was a famous beauty in the town, but he never thought that he would meet her here today. He looked at Pan Jinlian carefully and saw that her skin was as white as cream, her face was like peach blossoms, her eyebrows were like distant mountains with smoke, and her eyes were like autumn water. She was indeed as famous as her reputation.

The two stood on the street and chatted with each other. Pan Jinlian was attracted by Zhang Jianjun's erudition and humor, while Zhang Jianjun was also moved by Pan Jinlian's gentleness, virtue and outstanding talent. The more they talked, the more they got along, as if they had endless things to say.

At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps interrupted their conversation. A burly man with a thick face ran over, shouting as he ran: "Jinlian! Jinlian! Where are you?"

When Pan Jinlian heard the voice, her face turned pale instantly. She hurriedly said to Zhang Jianjun: "Sir, I'm sorry, my husband is here. I...I have to go first."

After saying that, Pan Jinlian turned around and left without waiting for Zhang Jianjun's answer. Zhang Jianjun looked at her leaving back, and an inexplicable sense of loss surged in his heart. He knew that perhaps he and Pan Jinlian were just not meant to be together.

However, fate did not seem to let them go. A few days later, Zhang Jianjun met Pan Jinlian again by chance. This time, she sat alone by the river, crying silently.

Zhang Jianjun's heart tightened, and he hurried forward and asked, "Miss Jinlian, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying here alone?"

Pan Jinlian looked up and saw that it was him, and her tears could not stop flowing. She choked and said, "My dear, you don't know, my husband...he drinks and gambles all day long, and beats and scolds me. I'm really fed up with this kind of life, but I have nowhere to go."

Zhang Jianjun was filled with sympathy and anger when he heard this. He comforted her softly, "Miss Jinlian, please stop crying. How about this? Come with me to my house for a while and make plans when you have decided where to go."

Pan Jinlian was filled with gratitude when she heard him say this. She wiped away her tears and followed Zhang Jianjun back to his residence.

In the following days, Zhang Jianjun took great care of Pan Jinlian. He not only provided her with a place to stay, but also often stayed by her side to help her solve her problems. Pan Jinlian was moved by his sincerity and kindness, and gradually developed feelings for him.

However, the truth will eventually come to light. Pan Jinlian's husband Wu Dalang eventually discovered her whereabouts. He angrily found Zhang Jianjun and demanded that he hand over Pan Jinlian.

Zhang Jianjun was not afraid of Wu Dalang's threats and provocations. He said righteously: "Wu Dalang, as a husband, you don't know how to cherish and protect your wife. Miss Jinlian has suffered all kinds of grievances and tortures from you, and you still have the nerve to come here to ask for her? I tell you, Miss Jinlian is my friend now, I won't let you hurt her!"

Wu Dalang was furious when he heard this. He rushed towards Zhang Jianjun with his fists raised. However, Zhang Jianjun was very skilled and easily subdued him.

Seeing this, Wu Dalang had no choice but to leave in disgrace. He knew that he was no match for Zhang Jianjun and that it would be useless to continue pestering him.

After experiencing this incident, Pan Jinlian became more determined to leave Wu Dalang.

But Zhang Jianjun took Pan Jinlian shopping around Qinghe County.

After buying a lot of things, we came to the largest restaurant in the area, the Lion House.

The two ordered some side dishes and chatted while eating.

At this time, a wretched man appeared.

As soon as he arrived, he was attracted by Pan Jinlian's beauty.

He staggered over and said, "You are a pretty girl. Why don't you come back with me and be my concubine?"

When he spoke, he would grab Pan Jinlian's hand.

Pan Jinlian was so scared that she hid aside.

Zhang Jianjun grabbed the other person's wrist.

He was thrown out and hit on a table, smashing it to pieces.

"In Qinghe County, who dares to hit me, Ximen Qing!"

He shouted as he got up.

Zhang Jianjun looked at him with disdain.

"So you are Ximen Qing!"

As he said this, he kicked Ximen Qing in the chest who had just climbed up.