Chapter 75 Secret
"Auntie, where have all the people in your village gone?" The skinny monkey approached slowly with a gloomy tone.
He always felt that something was being hidden in this village.
"Ugly people are always up to no good. You still care about our village. It's the autumn harvest season now, so of course everyone is rushing to work. Do you think you are all lazy like you, lying around at the entrance of other people's villages all day long..." The old man said with contempt in his tone.
The bald-haired man felt the blood rushing to his forehead.
Completely popular.
"What are you talking about, old man? Do you believe it or not..." The man raised the stick in his hand with a bad look on his face.
"I'm talking about you ugly thing, come here, if I bleed a drop of blood, I will force you two to leave the village!"
It's true that the scoundrels are afraid of the bullies, and the bullies are afraid of the desperate.
The bald man held up the stick for a long time but still didn't let it fall.
The skinny monkey gave a look, and the latter retreated with a confused look on his face.
The two were about to go for a walk, but were stopped by Old Lady Lu.
"Are you two deaf? Where did you come from? Where are you going?"
"You old woman are looking for death..." The bald-haired man couldn't bear it anymore and swung the stick at her with great force.
He was stopped halfway.
The man grabbed the stick with his iron hand, swung it hard, threw it aside, puffed out his cheeks and stared at the two impatient guys with a straight face.
The bald-haired man took two steps back and said in a timid tone, "Zhao...Brother Zhao, why are you here..."
Under the man's intimidating gaze, he abruptly changed his name.
Yang Kaixing glanced at the two of them with disdain.
"Are you two from Yangjia Village? What are you doing here, making trouble? Are you even thinking of hitting someone?"
Old Lady Lu chimed in, "Of course not! These two ugly guys are still refusing to listen..."
Ugly thing?
Yang Kaixing almost laughed out loud. The old lady's description was too apt. The appearance of these two people was indeed hard to compliment.
A wretched look on his face.
It makes me feel uneasy just by looking at it.
People say that when you are pregnant, you should see more handsome men.
Thinking of this, she pinched Zhao San hard.
"Hurry up and get these two guys out! It's disgusting to watch them. If they even want to hit someone, they don't deserve to be standing on our village's territory..."
Zhao San rubbed his fists and smiled sinisterly.
Hasn't spoken yet.
The two of them ran away in a hurry.
Old Mrs. Lu took a deep breath.
"Pooh~"
Yang Kaixing touched her belly.
He asked with a smile on his face.
"Aunt, do you know where my brother and the others went? Why didn't I see them all the way here..."
Old Mrs. Lu glanced at Zhao San warily. She always felt that this man was not a good person.
She had seen the woman before, Captain Yang's younger sister.
Thinking of this, she pulled Yang Kaixing over and whispered.
When Zhao San saw his wife had her back to him, impatience flashed in his eyes. Bored, he leaned against the wall and casually pinched off a cucumber vine that had accidentally climbed out of the wall.
Yang Kaixing spoke with a look of surprise.
"Really?"
This caused the man to turn his head and look at them again.
The woman touched her belly lovingly.
Then he gave instructions to Zhao San as if he wanted to think of something.
"Third brother, you go first. I'll stay at my mother's house for two days before going back..."
The man stood up straight, a look of worry between his brows.
"I'll accompany you..."
"Oh, come on, you are the one who does it. Aren't you always talking about going to the town to play? Go by yourself!" Yang Kaixing's tone suddenly became tough, and his eyes were full of a meaning that could not be refused.
Zhao San smiled helplessly.
"Tutututut, I'll do as you say. I only have one request: take care of yourself..."
"Enough, stop nagging." Yang Kaixing put her hands on her hips and stared at him.
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