A murderous aura surged in Xiao Cheng's eyes, his face was as cold as a frozen pool, and his anger flared around him.
This was the first time Jiang Zhengang had ever seen him care so much about Xiaojia Village. He would get angry over a single word and his temper would explode at the slightest provocation.
This is absolutely unprecedented; it was never possible before.
"I said honestly..." "Boss Liang!"
Jiang Zhengang interrupted Liang Jianming's incoherent ramblings: "Boss Liang has an appointment to discuss business, so hurry upstairs."
Even courting death has its limits.
Liang Jianming's cronies weren't as drunk as he was, so they were more aware than he was of the consequences of angering Xiao Cheng.
He hurriedly dragged the man back, saying, "Jianming, let's go upstairs quickly!"
"If we don't go upstairs soon, Uncle Lei and the others will get impatient; the business deal isn't finalized yet..."
Liang Jianming wasn't annoyed at being dragged away. He mysteriously shouted to Xiao Cheng, "Brother Cheng! I'll let you in on a secret. That very pretty village girl's name is Bai Lu."
"It was when she just walked out of the crowd that a poor kid from Xiaojia Village greeted her, and I overheard it."
"Let me tell you, if it weren't for the sudden appearance of the White Dew, the fruits from Xiaojia Village would be on the market right now, and your poor fellow villagers wouldn't have to keep gnawing on tree roots and bark, and they wouldn't have to eat sweet potatoes so sparingly."
"Tsk tsk tsk~ How pitiful! Brother Cheng, these meddlesome beauties just need to be disciplined..."
As Liang Jianming spoke, he revealed a lewd smile.
Completely unaware, Xiao Cheng had already rolled up his sleeves, the dark, ink-black sleeves rising to his elbows.
A strong, powerful forearm was exposed to the air, and when clenched, the knuckles made a chilling sound.
Jiang Zhengang was stunned by Liang Jianming's reckless "training"... Who else could Bai Lu, whom Liang Jianming was talking about, be but Xiao Cheng's young wife?
They dared to touch his sore spot; no wonder Xiao Cheng was furious.
"Brother Cheng, don't be impulsive! We'll leave right away! Jianming is talking too much nonsense and is blocking your way. We'll take him away right now!"
"Jianming, get out of the way! Hurry up and get out of the way!"
Xiao Cheng's cronies, unaware of his sudden outburst of rage, were terrified and quickly dragged Liang Jianming away.
Liang Jianming, however, clung tightly to the large pillar at the entrance of the teahouse, squinting as he licked it: "Little beauty Bailu~ Her skin is so white and tender, she's as beautiful as a fairy, but she's disobedient, always meddling in other people's business, and needs to be disciplined... I'll take her home..."
Xiao Cheng clenched his fist, veins bulging, and just as he was about to kick the pillar, he caught a glimpse of the steel pipe behind the door.
We changed direction.
...
The sun sets in the west.
Smoke curls from chimneys in the small town, carrying the aroma of food that wafts through the streets and alleys.
"The Manchu Han Imperial Feast is ready!"
Bai Lu served the last dish, spicy chicken with not much chili, and took off her apron. Looking at the table full of steaming home-style dishes, she felt a great sense of accomplishment.
Xiao Wei followed with a bowl and chopsticks, placed them on the table, and arranged them in their proper positions.
Smelling the delicious food, she looked out the door with a wistful yet expectant gaze, "The sun has already set, why hasn't my brother come back yet?"
"Are you still busy...?"
"Maybe."
Bai Lu withdrew her gaze from the door, which had been deliberately left ajar, and picked up the remote control: "Let's watch TV for a while. He should be back soon."
Are you hungry? Would you like some fruit first?
Xiao Wei only had eyes for the delicious-smelling Manchu Han Imperial Feast, and decisively shook his head: "Not hungry."
"Let's watch TV for a while and wait for our older brother."
On the television, the earth-shattering fighting scenes quickly overshadowed the allure of the Manchu Han Imperial Feast.
Two bright eyes, one big and one small, were fixed on the television, their attention completely absorbed.
The food smelled delicious, but no one noticed.
The rice was sticky and unappetizing, but no one tasted it.
until……
The advertisement appeared, instantly cutting off attention and drawing the eye back to the table.
Bai Lu watched as the fragrant steam and warmth dissipated, sighed, and looked back at the door: "Did your brother leave his phone number?"
"Jiang Zhengang's phone call?" Xiao Wei shook his head: "No, my brother only said he would be back before sunset."
But the sun has already set.
Dusk was falling slowly; the rosy clouds were being shrouded, eroded, and covered by darkness, and it was almost nightfall.
Bai Lu stood up: "I'll go out and see..."
Before he could finish speaking, the door creaked open from the outside.
"Big brother!"
Xiao Wei called for help and immediately went to serve the rice.
The waiting time always seems to stretch on endlessly. Bai Lu had been waiting a very long time to say what she wanted to say, and now she was watching the tall figure closing the door behind her.
Finally unable to control herself, she ran towards him and threw herself into his arms: "Why did it take you so long to get back... huh?"
"Why does it smell like blood!"
As soon as Xiao Cheng turned around, he was embraced tightly. Startled, he heard her words and subconsciously said, "Someone else's."
I only realized my mistake after answering.
It's too late to explain.
Bai Lu's precise and unwavering gaze had already landed on his hand, which was hanging back behind his back, and...
They grabbed it all at once.
What happened to your hand?
Bai Lu smelled the source of the blood, grabbed a large hand and looked up, her eyes widening in surprise and disbelief.
"Why are there still shards of glass?! And the joints are covered in fresh blood, are you...?"
"Lulu."
Xiao Cheng suddenly hugged Bai Lu, whose face was full of tension, without pulling his hand away from her grasp. He raised his other hand and stroked her head, smoothing her soft hair down.
In a slightly lower tone: "Let's eat first."
“But…” Bai Lu pushed Xiao Cheng away, but gripped his wrist tightly, trying not to touch the wound.
"The glass shards need to be picked out first."
Xiao Cheng saw the concern welling up in her eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and his gaze shifted to the main house.
There, you can feel the taste of home.
Xiao Wei had already scooped out three bowls of rice and placed them in their proper spots, then silently stared at the television, pretending to be invisible.
He saw nothing.
I know nothing.
The TV series is so good, the food smells so good, I'm so hungry... What are my older brother and sister-in-law doing?
Bai Lu wanted to treat Xiao Cheng's wounds, but Xiao Cheng took her to eat instead, and his reason was quite straightforward.
"I don't like eating cold food."
Didn't you used to eat that all the time?!
Bai Lu tried to pull him back to the room: "It'll be quick to fix. The food won't get cold so fast, and even if it does, we can reheat it. We don't have to eat cold food."
Xiao Cheng said, "I don't want to wait."
Bai Lu was pushed down into the chair, still holding his hand, "Who told you to come back so late?"
Xiao Cheng grasped her hand in return, squeezing it tightly and then releasing it, but under the table, she gripped it tightly again.
He slightly raised his gaze and glanced at her.
She sighed softly, picked up her chopsticks, and placed a piece of braised pork rib in her bowl: "Eat first."
Bai Lu pursed her lips, glanced down at the food piling up in her bowl, and quickly ate the first piece of braised pork rib.
After swallowing it whole, he immediately reminded her, "You need to eat faster."
Xiao Cheng looked at her cheeks, which were puffed out like a little pufferfish, and chuckled as he agreed, "Okay."
Xiao Wei didn't understand why his older brother and sister-in-law had only one hand on the table and the other under it.
He was curious but dared not ask, dared not speak, and dared not crawl under the table to look.
I'd better just quietly make a living.
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