"How can it be a waste? Don't we have you as guests? It's not a waste if I can make your stay more comfortable. My daughter will be very happy when she sees it."

Oh, you are quite good at talking.

The food on the table was quite rich, with six to seven meat dishes and four to five vegetarian dishes, including stewed chicken and stewed duck, both of which were mountain village specialties, and everyone enjoyed the meal very much.

"By the way, Village Chief, what are those plants in your front yard? I don't think I recognize them."

The crops that others grow are all vegetables, but the crops he grows are strange kinds of weeds.

"Well, that's specially used to feed ducks, but you must not touch it. Humans can't eat it, it will cause poisoning and hallucinations."

Hiss, so dangerous?

"Oh, village chief, you are joking. Who would eat grass for no reason? Don't worry."

Everybody burst into laughter. The village chief curled his lips and smiled, looking even more like a fake person.

"By the way, Village Chief, your eyes..."

I had no intention of bringing it up, but the village chief did not try to hide it and said openly,

"The mountain road was too steep. One day when it was raining heavily, I was in a hurry to get on the road and encountered a landslide. I fell down and survived, but I also lost an eye."

Ah, someone said,

"Then why are you in such a hurry? Personal safety is more important."

Yes, the village chief nodded.

"Because it's an important matter, I have to hurry on in the rain."

Some people are surprised.

"What's more important than your safety?"

The village chief still smiled.

"Go to the hospital, pick up my daughter."

Oh, I didn’t expect that he loves his daughter so much.

"You are so kind to your daughter, no wonder she is so filial to you."

Isn’t it? The village chief didn’t say anything.

"By the way, Village Chief, are there only you and your daughter at home?"

Well, the village chief said,

"My husband died more than 10 years ago, and my daughter left home to earn money. I am the only one left at home."

Lonely elderly people have always been a problem, so no one talks about it.

After the meal, there was a sudden thunder outside. The village chief closed the window and said,

"Remember to close the doors and windows when you go to bed at night. The rain may be heavy. If your clothes get wet by accident, it will be bad."

Oh, it’s okay, they remembered it.

When they returned to the small villa, it started to rain heavily. They were glad that they came back early.

The rain was getting heavier, but it couldn't wash away the irritability in people's hearts. At this moment, someone suddenly suggested playing a game.

"Game? A killing game?"

It was just a joke, but at this moment, a loud thunderclap flashed and scared everyone.

Then, there was a knock on the door, dong dong dong, very urgently.

"What's wrong?"

When I opened the door, I found it was the old village chief.

"I'm sorry, everyone. I forgot there were no umbrellas in the house, so I sent you two umbrellas."

Although he offered an umbrella, the two umbrellas in his hands were already wet. Everyone felt disgusted, but they didn't say it to his face.

"Thank you, village chief. You can go back home first."

Zhao Shengmo took the umbrella, thinking that the village chief was an important NPC after all, and it would only be beneficial for her to ask him for favors and no harm.

"Oh, Miss Zhao, you are such a jerk."

After saying goodbye to the village chief and closing the door, everyone noticed that something was wrong with Zhao Shengmo's face.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Shengmo said with a pale face,

"Why does he know my last name is Zhao? We haven't introduced ourselves to each other, right?"