Xu Laosi

Old Yang returned to the tractor with a beaming smile, feeling incredibly happy.

Zhou Yuanxiang's third son is selfless and righteous, with the demeanor of his elders. It's clear that the villagers misjudged him before. He should protect such a good young man with impeccable character.

If he ever hears anyone talking behind Zhou Yuanxiang's back, he'll definitely go up and argue with them!

As Old Yang was thinking this, he heard someone knock on the tractor.

Old Yang peeked out and saw Xu Laosi looking at him with a smirk: "Old Yang, how's it going? Not driving this tractor properly, huh? Let me give you a friendly reminder: the longer you delay, the more trouble you'll get with this vehicle. Don't blame me for raising the price later!"

Seeing his smug look, Old Yang's anger flared up instantly.

Sure enough! Old Xu is adamant that there's nowhere else to repair tractors; he's determined to fleece him! And now he's even come knocking on my door to provoke me!

"Pah! Give me a break! My tractor is perfectly fine, get your filthy hands off it! I don't need you to fix it!"

As he spoke, Old Yang immediately climbed off the car and waved for people to leave.

Xu Laosi frowned.

He had been waiting for Lao Yang to come, and he couldn't help but think about the easy prey that was practically within his grasp. But when Lao Yang's tractor finally appeared in town, he was surprised to find that Lao Yang was so tough, which was completely contrary to his expectations.

"What? Is your tractor alright?"

Xu Laosi was just asking tentatively, but he actually had a good idea of ​​what was going on. The town wasn't big, and apart from the occasional city dweller who came to shop, Xu Laosi knew the locals well. He even knew a little about the nearby villages, but he had never heard of anyone who could repair cars like him.

This is a complex craft. If his father-in-law hadn't had the opportunity to learn it in the team back then, he wouldn't have been able to make a living with it. This is why Xu Laosi has always been able to make money easily while putting on airs.

To Xu Laosi's surprise, Lao Yang raised his chin and actually accepted what he said: "Of course it's nothing! I drive this tractor like a pro! You think you're the only one who knows those few fancy tricks? The kids in our village are much better than you! Get lost, get lost, don't get in my way!"

In the past, Lao Yang wouldn't have dared to speak so boldly to Xu Lao Si. Even though he was the one paying, he was the one who was being insulted by Xu Lao Si's words.

The villagers only knew that Old Yang was short-tempered and stubborn, but they didn't know that Xu Laosi was even more foul-mouthed and arrogant. Not only did he take the money, but he also sometimes had to offer cigarettes as a bribe. Otherwise, it would take several days to repair the tractor, and he would give them a hard time and say sarcastic and unpleasant things throughout the process.

In the past, even at his age, Lao Yang had to grit his teeth and swallow his anger when facing Xu Laosi.

Last time, it was Xu Laosi who subtly mocked him for being stingy and petty. Old Yang was so angry that he left in a huff. Unexpectedly, Old Yang got a great deal out of it and now he has even gotten his revenge. He was so proud of himself that he wanted to curse a few more times to vent his anger. However, he knew that this was the other party's territory and did not want to give the other party any leverage over him, so he simply told the other party to leave.

Xu Laosi's face turned completely gloomy after hearing Lao Yang's words.

In his view, as long as Lao Yang's order went through his official channels, it would still be his order no matter how many days it took. Now that someone had the audacity to steal his order, it was clearly a deliberate act of going against him!

"Who fixed it?!"

Old Xu was all muscle, and the fat on his face twitched a few times with anger as he spoke.

Although Old Yang had a bad temper, he wasn't stupid. Seeing Xu Laosi's hostile look, he immediately became alert: "Why are you asking that?! This has nothing to do with you! Get out of here, or I'll lie on the ground! I'm old enough to be extorted, don't blame me!"

As Old Yang spoke, he appeared to be about to lie down on the ground.

Although they didn't start fighting, both of them were quite loud, which had unknowingly attracted a lot of attention, and the crowd was beginning to gather around them.

Xu Laosi's face twitched with anger.

Although he had made many friends in town because of his car repair skills and was used to being arrogant and domineering, Old Yang often brought goods to town and had connections there. So, in broad daylight, he couldn't do anything. Thinking of this, Xu Laosi snorted heavily, turned around and forcefully shoved aside the people who had come to watch the commotion, and walked away amidst a chorus of complaints of pain.

Even if Lao Yang doesn't say anything, he has ways to find out who this blind bastard who dared to steal his orders and provoke him is!

If he catches me, humph!

Just you wait and see!

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Zhou Lexing was completely unaware of the dispute on this side. He had helped Zhou Yuanxiang sell vegetables that afternoon and had learned a lot about the current situation in the city.

"You wouldn't believe it, you sell this bitter melon for two cents a pound, but it can sell for two dollars in the city! I'm taking advantage of this trip to the countryside to visit relatives, so I'm buying a lot. I'll share it with my neighbors, and it'll be gone in no time."

When Zhou Lexing heard the topic that interested him, he stuffed the last bunch of green beans into his cloth bag as an extra, and even helped this big customer who bought everything carry it to the edge of the market blocked off by stone blocks.

Tractors, tricycles, bicycles and the like are all parked here.

At the other end of the market, a path was drawn on the ground, but someone was guarding it, so hardly anyone went that way.

The "big customer" auntie beamed from ear to ear, praising him incessantly and asking if he would come tomorrow. She wasn't disappointed by the negative answer: "My surname is Miao, you can just call me Auntie Miao. I have a son your age, but he's not as well-behaved as you. Next time I come, I'll definitely patronize your place again!"

Zhou Lexing smiled and agreed, "Okay, if we meet again tomorrow, I'll make sure to pick the freshest ones for you."

As he spoke, he helped Aunt Miao tie the two cloth bags containing vegetables to the front and back of the bicycle. Only after watching Aunt Miao ride away did he turn back.

Zhou Lexing had thought about ways to make money. Since his mother wanted him to honestly farm, he could take the route of helping farmers. After all, many families in the village grew vegetables. If he could find a suitable way to transport the vegetables directly to the city and connect with the city's supply and marketing cooperatives, as long as the quantity was large enough to cover the transportation costs, he might actually make a profit. It could also encourage villagers to leave this remote village and open their minds. Only then could the persecuted lower class in the village have a chance to achieve true liberation.

However, while the idea is good, it is hampered by the major obstacle of transportation. At present, it is still just a seed in Zhou Lexing's mind, and it is uncertain whether it will sprout.

"...So you see, having a nice face is still an advantage."

As soon as Zhou Lexing returned to their stall, he heard Uncle Zhou's strange, unfinished monologue not far away.

He didn't pay any attention.

It's just past noon, and Zhou Yuanxiang's stall is already packing up.

When Aunt Miao came over, everyone around her tried to solicit business, but she took a liking to Zhou Lexing's stall instead. Although his appearance might have attracted her attention at first glance, the quality of the dishes was what really mattered.

As soon as Zhou Yuanxiang arrived, she picked out the bruised and damaged fruits and vegetables, displaying only the good ones, which naturally made the vegetables on their stall appear fresher.

The bruised and damaged fruits and vegetables were placed in another basket, which is still at Zhou Yuanxiang's feet, to be taken back for them to eat themselves.

"You idiot, I've put up with you for too long. You think we're pushovers just because you don't say anything?! You're just like that saying, 'Ugly people are always up to no good!' If you're not satisfied with your thick skin, then go die and be reincarnated. Don't yell at me here. Nobody here will tolerate you!"

Because of Zhou Shusheng's previous strange behavior, Zhou Yuanxiang had managed to hold back from getting into a fight with these gossipy people all the way here, afraid of scaring Zhou Shusheng. But now she couldn't take it anymore and started cursing at Zhou Mazi, who had been babbling all the way.

She kept it, otherwise she would have definitely scolded that gossipy rascal until he cried!

After Zhou Yuanxiang finished cursing, several villagers around him who were dissatisfied with him couldn't help but chime in: "You have so much sour talk. All we've smelled on our way here is sourness."

“The misshapen fruits and vegetables on your stall are so bad that people with eyes can’t see them and won’t pick them. Besides, your reputation is already well-known. We’ve advised you so many times not to cheat on the weight. Everyone here is smart. Don’t think city people are fools.”

The whole village came together, and the stalls were all crowded together, but Zhou Mazi's stall still had most of its items. This made Zhou Mazi feel unbalanced, and the sound of him nagging Zhou Lexing all day long was a reminder of his presence.

Zhou Mazi wanted to retort, but when he saw Zhou Lexing standing there with his arms crossed, looking at him with a half-smile, his courage immediately vanished like a deflated balloon.

When Zhou Laozhuang went to Zhou Yuanxiang's house to cause trouble, Zhou Mazi was present that night. The intimidating power of Zhou Lexing's punches is still deeply etched in the villagers' minds, and he was no exception. It was because Zhou Lexing had shown too much harmlessness and friendliness that some people thought they could act tough.

Seeing that the guy who was jumping around was hanging his head and didn't dare to say a word, Zhou Lexing chuckled and looked away, immediately glancing at Zhou Shusheng.

He wasn't exactly gentle, just not as irritable as the original owner. Along the way, Zhou Lexing ignored the buzzing flies, which was also out of consideration for Zhou Shusheng.

But upon closer inspection, Zhou Shusheng was happily licking the sugar figurine, completely unaware of what was happening on the other side, which made me chuckle.

What a heartless little thing.

"Mom, do you want to go for a walk together?" Zhou Lexing helped put everything into the baskets, then tied the ropes binding the baskets to the carrying pole, lifted the pole with practiced ease, and led the way forward.

Zhou Yuanxiang also had something she wanted to ask him privately, so she didn't object. She took Zhou Shusheng's hand and followed behind him, saying, "Okay, let's move the things onto the tractor first, and let Lao Yang keep an eye on them for us."

Zhou Shusheng then looked up from his joy at making sugar figurines, and even cheered softly when he realized he was going shopping.

After all, in his view, if his third brother took him around, there would inevitably be new little companions that would end up in his mouth.

Yay!