Chapter 2
"Fat Ya, Fat Ya!"
Shanshui shouted twice anxiously, but no one answered.
Just now those bastards thought they had killed Pang Ya, but then they thought Pang Ya had come back to life, so they all ran away.
Now, there are only him and this big brother and sister in the back mountain.
One of them was pulling at his pants and wouldn't let go, and the other was about the same height as him but much stronger. How was he supposed to get these two big guys back by himself?
Shanshui looked down at Cheng Yue's chubby hand still grabbing his pants and rolled his eyes.
This fat girl has liked so many people, does she still like him?
He is not her type!
He looks handsome, but he is strong!
Doesn’t Pang Ya like weak and effeminate men?
For example, the young scholar from Xinghua Village, the young carpenter from Lihua Village, the sickly boy from Hehua Village, the young master from Mr. Wang’s family in the town, oh, and the young peddler.
These people are all of the same type, with red lips and white teeth, and as thin as a bamboo pole. His Shanshui is completely different from this type, right?
But what was that look in Fatty's eyes when she looked at him just now?
I never realized that Pang Ya had such thoughts about him before!
Shanshui pried open Cheng Yue's fingers one by one, feeling extremely puzzled.
He had met Fatty several times, but the fat girl never even looked at him straight in the eye. Why were her eyes so intense just now?
By the way, he had just checked her breath and confirmed that she was dead, so how come she was suddenly breathing again?
The mountains and rivers are puzzling.
Shanshui spread out his five fingers and was finally able to pull up his pants. When he tied them tightly, two boys hurriedly came running down the mountain.
"Uncle Shanshui! Uncle Shanshui! I heard that my aunt took off your pants?"
"Uncle Shanshui! Uncle Shanshui! I heard that my aunt died and came back to life?"
The two boys, one tall and one short, started asking questions while running before they got close.
"Who are you listening to, you little brat? Those bastards in your village played a trick on your father and almost killed your aunt. And you still listened to their nonsense and didn't beat them to death?"
Shanshui's ears turned red, and then he asked with a dark face.
"What? Those skinny bastards, they want to play a trick on my dad while I'm away at school? I'll go down the mountain and blow their heads off!"
"Who are you pretending to be? Come here quickly and lend a hand to get your aunt and your father back!"
Shanshui glared at the taller boy and said.
"Uncle Shanshui, what happened between my father and my aunt?"
The shorter boy walked up to the Cheng siblings and asked anxiously.
These two boys, one tall and one short, are Cheng Wen’s two sons. The shorter one is the eldest son, named Cheng Jinyan, who just turned seventeen in the spring. The taller one is the youngest son, who will be sixteen this autumn, named Cheng Jinxing.
The two brothers are only a year apart in age.
"Dizzy, your dad faints from blood, your aunt faints, uh, your aunt faints from fat!"
Shanshui thought for a moment and said.
He seemed to have fainted after seeing Cheng Yue looking at her own fleshy fists and thick arms.
"Uncle Shanshui, your words are getting more and more interesting. Are there people who are dizzy because of obesity? My aunt has been fat for almost twenty years. If she wanted to dizzy, she would have died long ago!"
Cheng Jinxing laughed.
"Cheng Jin, okay, I'll tell my grandparents and aunt about this. Just wait to be punished!"
Cheng Jinyan curled up the corners of his mouth and smiled.
"Cheng Jinyan, do you want to be beaten?"
Cheng Jinxing fiercely raised his fist and shook it in front of his brother.
Cheng Jinyan immediately became timid.
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