Xie Zhuo expressionlessly stuffed the wildflowers back into Liu Mancang's hand, unscrewed the lid of the water bottle, and took a sip.
Liu Mancang was quite impatient with his attitude, feeling "angry at his lack of ambition".
Especially after seeing Sun Jiarou finish delivering the water and prepare to go back, Han Xiaoyu also stood up and said a few words to the captain. The captain's face was very ugly, as if he had scolded him a few times, but in the end he still nodded.
Then, Han Xiaoyu was seen pulling at his clothes and walking in the direction Sun Jiarou had left.
Hold!
This kid must be hiding something under his clothes!
Otherwise, why would he wear a jacket on such a hot day?!
Liu Mancang cursed a few times, then turned to Xie Zhuo anxiously, stuffing the flowers in his hand into Xie Zhuo's arms. "Go, Third Brother, if you don't go soon, your wife will be taken away!"
Upon hearing Liu Mancang's last words, Xie Zhuo's expression finally changed.
He frowned, glared at Liu Mancang, and said sternly, "What nonsense are you spouting!"
How could I have talked nonsense?
As Liu Mancang watched Han Xiaoyu's retreating figure, he was so anxious that he wished he could run up and deliver the flowers to Sun Jiarou in Xie Zhuo's place.
"You two are engaged, so sooner or later she'll be your wife, right?"
"The marriage will fall through sooner or later," Xie Zhuo said.
After saying that, he tilted his head back and took a swig of water. "Don't talk nonsense in the future."
Refund? Why would we need to refund?
Liu Mancang was taken aback, somewhat confused. "Wait, Third Brother, why are we withdrawing?"
Xie Zhuo didn't say anything.
Seeing him like this, Liu Mancang recalled the gossip in the village and the sarcastic remarks of Sun Jiarou's mother, Chen Guizhen.
The implication was that Xie Zhuo was not worthy of marrying Sun Jiarou.
Even harsher comments were made, saying that Xie Zhuo marrying Sun Jiarou was like a toad trying to eat swan meat, a pipe dream.
Could it be that Third Brother was also influenced by these words?
Liu Mancang grew angrier the more he thought about it. He jumped up from the ground and headed toward Sun Guoan.
Xie Zhuo was covered in dust from his actions.
He reached out and slapped Liu Mancang's calf. In the summer, everyone was wearing light clothing. Xie Zhuo was strong and didn't know his own strength, so he slapped Liu Mancang so hard that he yelled.
Before anyone else could hear the commotion and look over, Xie Zhu grabbed Liu Mancang's clothes and pulled him down to a squatting position.
The movements were fluid and smooth.
Only Liu Mancang's already faded clothes couldn't withstand the force, and a piece was torn off.
Xie Zhuo: "..."
"I'm sorry, it wasn't intentional," Xie Zhuo said, trying to put the piece of cloth he had pulled off back together for Liu Mancang.
Liu Mancang looked at his own clothes, then at the cloth in his third brother's hand.
“It’s alright, I’ve worn this outfit for three years,” Liu Mancang’s attention returned to Sun Jiarou’s matter. “Third Brother, why did you pull me? I’m going to find the Party Secretary.”
Xie Zhuo could not possibly not know why he suddenly made that stupid move.
"What do you want with the Party Secretary?" Xie Zhuo asked, looking at him.
“I’m going to talk to the Party Secretary,” Liu Mancang said angrily. “It was clearly their family who proposed the engagement back then, but now it’s like you’re the one clinging to them.”
"And Sun Jiarou, she acted like she didn't even see you when she saw you, but she was all smiles when she saw that grandson Han Xiaoyu. Isn't that unchaste?"
"Don't talk nonsense," Xie Zhuo said, stopping him as he went further and further as he spoke.
“Third Brother, you’re a good person in every way, but you’re too soft-hearted,” Liu Mancang sighed. “It’s not good to always think of others; you have to think of yourself sometimes too.”
Zhao Jisheng, who hadn't had a chance to speak until now, nodded in agreement.
Xie Zhuo raised an eyebrow.
He never expected that he would be seen this way in their eyes.
“Besides, you’re already so old,” Liu Mancang sighed again, full of worry. “If we really break off this engagement, are we really going to have to marry a divorced woman with children?”
Xie Zhuo: "..."
The initial感动 (feeling of being moved) vanished.
"roll!"
If it weren't for the fact that it was difficult to stretch one's legs while squatting, he would have kicked Liu Mancang again, whether high or low.
“Why is this happening, Third Brother?” Liu Mancang asked. “If this engagement isn’t called off, the Sun family will eventually marry Sun Jiarou to you, and then Da Bao and Xiao Bao will have someone to take care of them.”
Seeing that Xie Zhuo didn't speak, Liu Mancang sighed again, "You're just so stubborn."
Xie Zhuo remained silent, not because he agreed with Liu Mancang, but because he suddenly understood why he had been falsely accused of stealing the brigade's grain in his previous life.
So that's how it is.
In order to make him annul the engagement in a legitimate way!
Seeing Xie Zhuo's increasingly gloomy expression, Liu Mancang stopped talking and glanced at Zhao Jisheng beside him.
What's wrong with Third Brother? Did I say something wrong?
Zhao Jisheng looked at Xie Zhuo and shook his head in confusion.
have no idea.
Xie Zhuo didn't see the exchange of glances between the two. He frowned, seemingly thinking of something, and suddenly called out to Zhao Jisheng.
"Third Brother, what do you want to say?" Zhao Jisheng quickly looked at him.
"After work this afternoon, I need to trouble you to go to the Party Secretary's house for me," Xie Zhuo said.
"Third Brother, what are you planning to do?" Zhao Jisheng had a vague answer in his mind, but he also felt that it was too easy to let the Sun family off the hook.
“We’ll call off the engagement tonight,” Xie Zhuo said.
After saying that, he turned his gaze to Liu Mancang, who was staring in disbelief, and said, "Let Aunt Shulan come over too. After all, she was there when my family gave the Sun family a dowry, and she remembers it clearly."
Liu Mancang wanted to say something more, but Zhao Jisheng grabbed his sleeve.
On the other side.
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