When Song Ruan came out of the bathroom, she saw Xiangdong sitting on a stone bench in the backyard with a half-burned cigarette in his hand.

Song Ruan pretended not to see him and continued walking forward.

"Sister-in-law..."

He spoke to the east and called her.

"Sister-in-law, did I do something that annoys you?"

Under the moonlight, the autumn wind blew by, and the sound it brought carried a hint of obvious pity.

"No." Song Ruan turned around, her voice a little stiff.

There really isn't one yet, so Song Ruan might be reflecting on herself and wondering if she's going too far.

"Oh?" Xiangdong took a deep puff of his cigarette, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out, "Then why don't you come over and have a chat with me, sister-in-law?"

Song Ruan immediately became defensive, "What do we have to talk about? We are not familiar with each other."

Xiangdong stood up and chuckled, "Don't be nervous, sister-in-law. I just saw some things that Yang Bin did and felt very sad. I just wanted to talk to you about it."

"You say." Song Ruan crossed her arms.

Seeing her defensive posture, Xiangdong's smile became even brighter.

"You know Yang Bin is doing reselling, right?"

Song Ruan's face turned cold: "What do you want to say?"

Does he want to report it?

"It seems that you know, but don't you want to know what he is doing specifically, sister-in-law?"

"Can you finish what you're saying right now?"

Xiangdong was not annoyed by her attitude, and said in a cold voice: "You don't know yet, in order to make money, Yang Bin has to go to the mountains to kill pigs at night. His hands are covered in blood, dirty and smelly. Don't you think it's lowly and disgusting..."

Xiangdong said as he walked towards Song Ruan, with a smile on his face but the corners of his eyes slowly turning red.

He slowly observed Song Ruan's expression, waiting to see her disgust.

Song Ruan rolled her eyes: "I don't think so. What's wrong with killing pigs? Labor is the most glorious. Your ideological awareness is too low."

However, Yang Bin has to work in the fields during the day and do another job at night, which is really not good for his health.

"..." Xiangdong, who was confident, suddenly became confused. Why did she react so differently? Don't young girls nowadays hate status and class?

"Little sister~" Wu Xing's voice suddenly appeared. Seeing a man approaching Song Ruan, she walked over vigilantly.

He paused in his steps towards the east, sighed in his heart, and had no choice but to leave.

Wu Xing waited until the man left before taking something out from behind her.

"Your elder brother is at the dam and not at home. I will deliver your gift on his behalf."

Song Ruan took it and opened it. It was a pink double pillowcase. She smiled and said, "It's very beautiful. Thank you, Sister Wu Xing."

"Why call me Sister Wu Xing? Call me sister-in-law!" Wu Xing looked generous.

"..."

Song Ruan thought this sister-in-law was very interesting and couldn't help laughing: "Thank you, sister-in-law."

Wu Xing was satisfied and took out another gift. "This is from your second brother. He said that the gift he gave must be better than your third brother's skirt."

"What is it?" Song Ruan looked at the cloth bag and asked curiously.

"Open it and take a look. There are several books. Your second brother said that you like studying recently. I'm sure you will like them."

Song Ruan took it, opened it and read "How the Steel Was Tempered", "Heroes of Tongbai" and "The Big Knife".

"..." Song Ruan couldn't help but cover her face. Is this the kind of study she was talking about?

Song Ruan and Wu Xing had just returned to their seats when Xiangdong followed suit. When he passed by, he happened to see Yang Bin quietly holding Song Ruan's hand under the table, and his face instantly became gloomy.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?" The third brother felt that Xiangdong had become a little strange since his parents passed away and he was adopted by the Xiang family in City B.

For example, now, I called him several times before he reacted.

"Nothing." Xiangdong poured a glass of wine and drank it all.