Zhang Laosan instinctively turned around and saw a woman carrying a stick, running angrily towards him, cursing and swearing:

"You shameless bastard, you've taken my money to gamble again!"

"Do you want to die? That's our son's tuition!"

The woman's face flushed red, the veins on her forehead bulged slightly, and her eyes were filled with anger and disappointment.

"Oh no, my wife is here!"

Zhang Laosan was startled and turned to run away. In his panic, he tripped over the chair behind him and fell heavily to the ground, wincing in pain.

The woman caught up with him and started hitting him with a stick.

As Zhang Laosan struggled to his feet, he shouted:

"Wife, please stop hitting me! I was wrong, I'll never do it again!"

His voice was trembling with tears, and his face was full of pleading.

The woman showed no mercy, striking him repeatedly with the stick while continuing to hurl insults at him.

"I've told you so many times, but you never listen. Today I'm going to break your legs!"

After a while, Zhang Laosan's face was bruised and swollen. The woman glared fiercely at the bearded man beside her and questioned him:

"Did you ask him to go gamble every day? Didn't I tell him he wasn't allowed to go? Are you all conspiring to lie to me?"

Her gaze was sharp as a knife, fixed on the bearded man.

The bearded man looked embarrassed. He scratched his head and stammered:

"I was wrong, sister-in-law. I'll never call him that again..."

With that, he dropped his wine glass and hurried out, afraid that the woman's anger would also be directed at him.

Seeing this, the other burly men also wisely left.

The woman picked up the stick, exhaled, and continued shouting:

"Don't let me see any of you next to him again, or I'll beat you all up!"

"I'm going to call your wives over to fight too!"

After saying that, the woman picked up the stick and strode towards home.

Zhang Laosan raised his bruised and battered face, stood up dejectedly, and followed the woman, limping home.

Along the way, Zhang Laosan kept his head down and dared not speak, while the woman continued to curse and berate him.

After watching the show, Yan Ning continued to leisurely enjoy her barbecue.

Just then, the barbecue stall owner suddenly walked over. He hesitated for a moment, then said:

"Young lady, I didn't expect you to be so amazing. Do you know fortune telling and face reading?"

Yan Ning nodded. "I know a little bit. Did something happen to you?"

The boss lowered his head, smiled shyly, and said somewhat embarrassedly:

"It's not a big deal... It's just that I'm thirty years old this year and I still can't find a partner. Could you help me see when I'll be able to find one?"

Yan Ning looked up at the boss, who was wearing a gray t-shirt, with short hair, regular features, and clear eyes.

He is a typical honest person.

She hesitated for a moment, then frowned and asked, "What's your name? Haven't you ever been on blind dates? Why can't you find a partner?"

“My name is Li Xiang, the ‘Xiang’ in ‘miss’ or ‘think’,” the boss replied quickly.

He became even more embarrassed, lowered his eyes, and his voice gradually softened:

"I've been on several blind dates, but they either thought I wasn't handsome enough or that I didn't have enough money, so I'm still single. My family is pressuring me to stay single, and I'm getting a little anxious too..."

Yan Ning took a bite of the grilled lamb skewer. She wouldn't usually tell fortunes about other people's marriages, but the boss had just stood up for her.

And since the barbecue is so delicious, she'll help him this once!

She raised her head and said calmly, "Actually, you're not without suitors, you just haven't noticed them yet."

Li Xiang was stunned for a moment, and said with some surprise, "Ah, do I have any romantic prospects? I set up my stall from dawn to dusk every day, and I haven't met any girls."

Yan Ning stretched out her hand and pointed to the jewelry stall next to her, where a pretty woman was setting up her stall.

You should know that stall owner, right?

Li Xiang nodded. "Xiaohong, we've known each other for a long time, but she's not very talkative. She just greets us every time we meet."

Yan Ning took another bite of the lamb skewer and asked, "What do you think of her as a person?"

Li Xiang opened his eyes wide and replied, "She's a nice person, and she's good-looking too."

"Her mother was hospitalized, and she worked hard from dawn till dusk setting up a stall to earn money. It was very tough for her."

Yan Ning nodded and said casually, "Take a few skewers of lamb to her and ask if she's free tomorrow so you can have a meal together."

Li Xiang felt a little embarrassed and hesitated, "Is it really that direct? Wouldn't it be awkward if I got rejected? Maybe I should just forget about it..."

Yan Ning frowned. "Don't hesitate, go and find her boldly. Opportunities don't wait for anyone."

Hearing Yan Ning's words, Li Xiang felt a fire ignite in his heart. He mustered his courage, grabbed a few freshly grilled lamb skewers, and headed towards the jewelry stall next door.

His heart was pounding, and his palms were even sweating.

Xiaohong was tidying up her jewelry when she looked up and saw Li Xiang walking over. She was somewhat surprised.

"Brother, what brings you here? Isn't the barbecue stall busy?"

Her voice was gentle and kind, making Li Xiang's heart beat even faster.

Li Xiang nervously swallowed, trying to appear calm, and said:

"No, I'm not in a hurry. You look like you're working hard, so I grilled a few skewers for you to try."

He handed over the lamb skewers, his eyes darting away, avoiding Xiaohong's gaze.

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