"Smack smack, I actually thought about telling them the truth, but when I saw them going to all sorts of doctors for me, I was afraid I'd get beaten up if I did."
"Smack smack, but in the end I still got beaten up, my butt hurts so much."
"Smack smack... Why are you all staring at me?"
Pi Xia, who dared not sit on a stool, could only squat on the ground, holding an oil paper package and eating the insects inside.
He smacked his lips as he spoke his mind.
Pijiabao is located in a harsh environment with many poisonous insects. Pi Xia had been in contact with and eaten those insects since childhood, so he had no doubts about Lu Wu selling insects at his stall.
I never expected the young owner's cooking to be so delicious.
Pijiabao has many chefs, and their signature dishes taste good, but compared to Boss Lu's skills, they always seem to lack something.
It was this small difference that made Pixia refuse to leave after tasting the insect.
He can't handle spicy food very well; even a little bit of the numbing and spicy flavor makes tiny beads of sweat appear on his nose.
He smacked himself, but his hands never stopped moving.
It was spicy, but also delicious.
The more you eat, the more addicted you become.
After the spiciness subsides, eat a mint leaf, and the taste is...
Pixia trembled.
Ignoring all decorum, he shoveled the remaining insects from the oiled paper into his mouth.
The fragrant insects comforted his wounded little heart, and once his true colors were revealed, he stopped pretending.
"Speaking of which, Mr. Lu, we have quite a connection."
Thinking back to their dramatic meeting last time, when Lu Wu suddenly appeared in his arms, he wondered if some quack doctor had come up with such an ingenious way to treat his germaphobia.
He admitted that he panicked.
He was almost ready to confess at that moment.
Who knew that after what seemed like a false alarm, I still couldn't escape it today.
"Sigh, I still fell for your tricks, Mr. Lu. You have to take responsibility."
Pi Xia sighed deeply, as if Lu Wu should be held responsible for him.
Seeing the other party licking the oil paper, Lu Wu, who had been framed, calmly replied, "I'll take responsibility if you pay me."
I glanced at the system backend.
After two days of hard work, the task has been accomplished to a considerable degree.
【555/1111】
The progress bar is halfway through.
Rubbed her stomach, Pixia, who wasn't full, stood up.
There was still an open space in front of the stall, but this time Pixia didn't dare to run around.
Is anyone home?
He humbly called out to the open space, indicating that he still wanted to eat.
He had only managed to cut in line by staging a staged accident. Although some diners hadn't actually shown themselves, their lecherous stares were enough to send chills down his spine.
So this time, I need to be polite.
"have!"
"Is there anyone willing to sell me the spot? I can pay three times the price."
He held up three fingers, attempting to make a deal.
"No!"
The diners' answers were straightforward.
As her fingers touched her face, even though she couldn't see it, Pixia felt as if someone had spat on her face.
"All right."
Pi Xia, disappointed, swaggered to the back of the line.
He won't hide it.
He's already completely lost face; there's nothing in this world that can break his spirit now.
"Young Master, the Patriarch asked me to ask you, now that the illness is 'cured,' what are your thoughts on the Ninth Miss of Zhang Family Tower?"
Aunt Lan appeared behind Pi Xia.
After beating up Pi Xia, I felt refreshed and released all the anger I had been holding back for years.
"I have no idea."
"Someone as handsome, dashing, and unrestrained as me has no interest in romance, nor in Miss Jiu."
“Aunt Lan, tell my father that arranged marriages are impossible. Times have changed, and this kind of thing doesn’t work anymore. I won’t do it.”
Pi Xia was shouting, but he didn't notice that on the other side, a subordinate was recording this scene with a Yijietong device.
"Yes, the patriarch said that if the young master still refuses, then the marriage proposal from Zhangjialou will be rejected. Also, the young master's words have been sent to Ninth Miss. Don't worry, young master, you will be a free man from now on."
Aunt Lan nodded, appearing uncomfortable.
But to everyone's surprise, Pi Xia was stunned when she heard this.
"You...you...you sent it to her?"
He shouted, and you could tell from his voice that he was provoked.
"How could you do this? I was lying just now, I...I...I..."
After holding it in for so long, Pixia finally got impatient.
"I do, I do want to marry her."
"Don't tell Xiao Jiu, what if she really ignores me from now on?"
Upon hearing this, one could tell that Pi Xia was concerned about saving face, which was why he said those words.
"Too late!"
To everyone's surprise, Aunt Lan simply shrugged, looking helpless.
Pi Xia's expression changed several times before she finally took out a Yijietong (a type of communication device) and started sending messages.
"Xiao Jiu, what I just said was all a lie. I just got beaten up and my head is still spinning. Don't misunderstand, I don't hate you."
The message was sent successfully, but there was no reply from the other end.
"Maybe she just didn't see it," Pixia could only console herself with this thought.
"But Ninth Sister replied to my message."
Aunt Lan added insult to injury by showing Pi Xia a quick glance at the Yijietong page.
Just now, Ninth Sister replied with three words.
"You know? What do you know, Xiao Jiu! Aunt Lan, you've got me into trouble!"
He and Xiao Jiu grew up together.
The two had arranged their marriage since childhood, although he had never given a direct response to the topic of their arranged marriage over the years.
But it's not that he doesn't like it, it's that he's shy!
Oh no, oh no.
What would he do if Xiao Jiu really broke up with him in the future?
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