"Are we still getting a divorce?"
Her rough husband threatened her while gripping her waist. She had no choice but to beg for mercy, "No, we're not getting a divorce, we'r...
After a long, long time, Erdanzi finally suppressed the burning sensation in his throat, gritting his teeth as he forced out a voice: "Brother Zheng, thank you..."
What are you saying?
Qin Zheng punched Erdanzi on the shoulder and laughed, "Why are you thanking me between brothers? It's not like I'm not letting you pay me back. I still have to support my wife and kids."
Erdanzi instantly went from tears to laughter.
He wiped his eyes haphazardly, rubbed his hands helplessly, and said, "I know, Brother Zheng."
"Go."
"good."
Erdanzi clutched the pocket full of 100 yuan in front of his chest, greeted Ye Yun again, and squeezed into the bustling crowd.
I could vaguely see him stop in front of a food stall, buy two packs of walnut shortbread, and then excitedly go to the liquor stall next door, buy two bottles of good liquor, and continue on his way with his things.
A tall, thin figure carrying things walked through the crowd, full of hope.
"Oh my, Mr. Qin knows quite a lot!" A cheerful voice came from the side, and Ye Yun looked at Qin Zheng with a smile.
A dark line appeared on Qin Zheng's forehead.
He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed helplessly, "Wife, please stop teasing me..."
Tsk.
Ye Yun watched Erdanzi's departing figure, then looked up at him seriously: "Do you think it's feasible?"
Qin Zheng looked down and glanced at her.
Suddenly he smiled and said, "I don't know either. I've met the brother of the girl Erdanzi has his eye on. He drives a small truck in town to deliver goods. He's quite capable and I heard he dotes on his sister. He's very likely to disagree with this marriage. Unless Erdanzi has something exceptional that can overshadow the shortcomings of his family's financial situation, it's unlikely to have any chance."
Ye Yun: "Huh?"
Qin Zheng pinched her cheek and leaned down to coax her softly in her ear, "Don't worry about him so much. We've done what we could to help. Whether it works out or not depends on his own fate."
Ye Yun nodded.
They shouldn't interfere too much in other people's relationships. If they end up creating a unhappy couple, wouldn't that harm them?
"Come on, honey, let's go shopping."
Qin Zheng took her hand and continued walking, his gloomy eyes glancing subtly at the few figures peeking out from the corner.
Several figures in the corner immediately shrank back.
They were just a few petty thieves who had their eyes on the stack of small bills in Erdanzi's hand when Qin Zheng was paying him.
Holding that small stack of money in your hand, and spending it can amount to a large sum of money, who wouldn't be envious?
The petty thieves' eyes lit up at the sight, but upon closer inspection, they realized that the man was none other than Qin Zheng, a ruthless man whom no one in the area would dare to provoke!
He immediately retreated into the corner.
Now, after being glared at by Qin Zheng with a cold, sharp look, they dared not have any more thoughts and turned to flee in panic.
What a joke! Daring to steal money from Qin Zheng? Does he have a death wish?
The temple fair is still going on.
Fried meatballs, steamed rice cakes, steamed baby potatoes... Ye Yun had already tasted several kinds of delicious food by the time she was halfway through the temple fair, and her stomach was bloated with food.
Even so, she only tasted a little bit before giving the rest to Qin Zheng.
Qin Zheng has quite an appetite.
Qin Zheng took all the food she couldn't finish without complaint, making her suspect that he hadn't eaten breakfast at all.
Qin Zheng smiled and did not deny it.
At that moment, Ye Yun realized she had been tricked. It turned out that this man had given her two eggs, saving them for something else.
tui, what a thief.
Qin Zheng, still with his usual good temper, pulled her into his arms and grinned sheepishly, "Wife, you've tasted everything you're supposed to eat, so you haven't lost out."
Ye Yun was completely speechless.
Well, at least this person was thinking about her health.
However, the steamed potatoes taste really good, with a salty and sweet flavor and a slight spiciness. If it were taken to the city to develop, it would be a great snack business, right?
Unfortunately, the stall owner said it was a family heirloom and not to be passed on to outsiders.
Finally, Ye Yun thanked him and bought another serving of steamed potatoes. She wrapped them in a net bag and had Qin Zheng carry it, planning to go back and discuss with Tian Xiaohui whether they could make the same taste.
“Look, wife, there’s a stage right in front of us. Your aunt is selling mung bean cakes there.”
Qin Zheng picked up her small hand and pointed.
Not far away, Qin Xiang'e was happily weighing mung bean cakes with someone.
Beside him was the simple-minded fourth brother, carrying a money bag, grinning broadly with his white teeth.
On the stage, a Henan opera was being sung, and the audience was filled with a large group of elderly men and women, all dressed in similar clothes, with purple headscarves wrapped around their heads. Ye Yun searched for a long time before finally finding her own grandmother.
"Let's go take a look."
Qin Zheng led Ye Yun over.
"Gu!"
Hearing the noise, Qin Xiang'e looked up and saw Ye Yun and Qin Zheng walking towards her.
She immediately beamed with joy.
"Zhengzi, his wife, come quick! You wouldn't believe how good our business is today!" She waved happily, nudged Lao Si's arm, winked and whispered, "Lao Si, when your brother comes over later, tell him and your sister-in-law how much money we made today."
The fourth brother nodded emphatically.
"What are you two whispering about?" Qin Zheng asked with a smile when he saw the mother and son talking in hushed tones.
Qin Xiang'e quickly gave the fourth brother a wink.
The fourth brother immediately pulled Qin Zheng and Ye Yun aside, away from the crowd, and opened the money bag to show Qin Zheng. His excited expression was full of joy: "Brother, sister-in-law, look! This is the money we earned selling mung bean cakes today!"
He had already sorted the small bills in his purse into small stacks, each stack containing one yuan.
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