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Whether it's the original owner or the female lead, it's the same person!
Wen Qinghe, who held a fortune i...
It's a little past six o'clock now, just when everyone is getting up and getting ready for work.
Except for the educated youth settlement and Yan Xiao's family, whose houses were relatively far apart, everyone else's houses in the village were next to each other.
Upon hearing Zhang the widow's voice, all the men in the village gathered whatever weapons they could find at home—shovels, bamboo sticks, carrying poles, and so on—and rushed out of their houses.
The women followed behind, some carrying spatulas, others ladles, and rolling pins.
In an instant, a huge crowd rushed towards Widow Zhang's house.
Widow Zhang's husband, Feng Dashan, died a few years ago, but he was a very good person; he was always the first to help his neighbors in times of trouble.
Later, Feng Dashan passed away unexpectedly. Because of his previous help, everyone was kind and generous to his wife, helping her whenever they could.
Hearing that someone dared to act indecently towards Widow Zhang, the men and women of the village were all indignant.
When they reached the door, they saw a pig-headed man wearing only shorts, his face bruised and swollen beyond recognition.
Everyone looked at him with disdain, saying he was far inferior to Feng Dashan, barely having any flesh on his body.
How dare you harass people?
"Who is this guy? He's not even wearing clothes! He's obviously a pervert!"
"With that little frame, you think you can flirt with people? Don't you even look in the mirror and see how you look? Widow Zhang used to be the most beautiful girl in Dahe Village!"
"Bah! You dare to harass Da Shan's widow! Tie Zhu! Tie Zhu? Call your father! Have the brigade leader send him to a labor camp!"
"What do you know! The crime of hooliganism is said to be serious enough to get you thrown in and made to eat peanuts!"
As the crowd began to discuss...
Fang Ming looked terrified...
He was so upset. When he woke up, he didn't understand why he had run over a hundred meters away, and was only wearing boxer shorts.
He didn't even get a clear look at the woman before she started calling for help!
She wouldn't listen to his explanation at all, grabbed a broom from beside the door, and started hitting him.
He couldn't dodge in time and tried to run, but the excruciating pain in his leg prevented him from moving.
As she continued to hit and shout, more and more people arrived, and he was on the verge of collapse...
What's going on? He was half asleep last night and clearly went to the bathroom.
Seeing that everyone was going to send him to a labor camp and make him eat peanuts, he was so scared that he couldn't care less about anything else.
"Hmm... I think... I'm a fourth-generation youth..."
Villager: "Not only is he ugly, but he can't even speak clearly. Why hasn't the brigade leader arrived yet...?"
Fang Ming was so frightened that yellow urine dripped down his dark pants.
Everyone smelled a strong odor of urine and looked disgusted...
Originally, they planned to tie him up and drag him over, but at that moment, no one wanted to do it...
"The captain is here!"
Fang Ming breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the captain had arrived. He was in excruciating pain all over his body.
He was an educated youth sent to the countryside, and the brigade leader certainly wouldn't let him be bullied by these uncouth villagers.
"Crazy team, dirty! Woj is going all out! Save Woj!"
Feng Dabing frowned as he looked at the man who was almost naked and whose body was covered in so much flesh.
What bad luck this early in the morning!
We were really counting on this year's selection!
Damn, what a scoundrel!
One bad apple spoils the whole bunch!
They then arranged for someone to tie him up and take him to the threshing ground, where they would wait for the militia to come and deal with him.
Fang Ming looked at the vast crowd with utter despair.
"Attack the captain!"
Feng Dabing understood this time and turned to look at the person who couldn't speak clearly.
"You want to hit me? Who do you think you are? If you hadn't done that despicable thing, would I have arrested you!"
Do you know that because of you, our brigade's chances of being selected are gone!
"I am an inventor!"
"I'm still manufacturing!"
Fang Ming was furious, and in despair, he sobbed, "I am Fang Ming!"
Upon hearing this, Feng Dabing exclaimed in disbelief, "You're Fang Ming? Fang Zhiqing? Damn, I really can't believe it! You always look so respectable with your glasses on, how could you possibly harass an innocent woman?"
"I have no idea how I got here..."
"Alright, I can't hear what you're saying. Let's wait for the militia to arrive. Tell them what you have to say."
Feng Dabing found him annoying. He had never thought that this four-eyed man had a perverted exhibitionist fetish, otherwise he would never have let him come to their brigade.
………………
The incident that occurred early in the morning caused quite a stir. Everyone knew that a hooligan had appeared in the village, but because the educated youth settlement was located far away, they had not yet received the news.
When it was time to go to work, Yan Xiao guessed that the little girl should be awake, so he brought her breakfast.
Thinking about what happened this morning...
Tsk, is she eyeing his girlfriend?
Should!
But they forgot who broke his leg and dislocated it, and who dumped him at Widow Zhang's door just before dawn...
………
When the girl opened the door, I saw her pretty face.
Yan Xiao's smile deepened unconsciously.
People are in high spirits when they have good news, and they are even happier when they see their partner.
"Good morning, Brother Yan!"
"Good morning, Qingqing!"
Wen Qinghe always felt that something was off about Yan Xiao.
"Is Brother Yan very happy today?"
"Yes, I'm so happy to see Qingqing!"
Wen Qinghe: What a silly, love-struck fool...
...
Today's breakfast was still a small bowl of sesame and walnut paste, but with the addition of delicately made little rabbit-shaped glutinous rice cakes?
The little rabbit is sculpted to be incredibly lifelike.
"Wow...so cute! Brother Yan! You're so good at this!!"
"Hehe~ I'm glad you like it!"
Seeing the little girl's excited cry, I secretly felt that the two hours I spent working this morning hadn't been in vain...
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