Ling Shuang rolled his eyes, dropped the basket on his arm to the ground, puffed out his chest, and glared with his specially glued triangular eyes, his expression darkening.
"Don't go, don't go. What's the matter? Is this road yours? I'm visiting a relative and you're treating me like a thief. What's your intention, you old rascal? You want to take advantage of me, an old lady, right? Don't you even ask if my fist agrees?"
The strong man holding the stick was pushed back five or six steps by her. He held the stick in front of his chest with both hands and said with horror, "Don't talk nonsense! I haven't married yet, don't ruin my reputation!"
After saying that, he looked around like a thief, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no one else around.
"Go in, go in." The man curled his lips in annoyance and helplessness. Even though you are the youngest with a narrowed eyes, it is impossible for the old bachelors in our village to have evil intentions towards you. Who are you trying to bully?
Ling Shuang turned around with a stern face, picked up the basket and slung it over his arm. He snorted rudely at the man as he passed by, then swaggered into the village in an arrogant manner.
The young man who had called her "Mom" before also wanted to take the opportunity to sneak in, but the man with the stick was not so easy to talk to this time: "I felt something was wrong with you just now. The old lady inside is definitely not your mother! If you two are really from the same family, why don't you come together? And one after the other,
And when you called her "mother," she looked around, obviously not recognizing you. You winked at her and thought I didn't see you? But unfortunately, she ignored you! Hey, tell me, where are you from? What are you doing in our village?
The young man was none other than Lin Yi. He was choked by the man's well-reasoned analysis, and a look of embarrassment appeared on his face. He pulled out an open pack of cigarettes from his pocket, shook out a cigarette, and handed it to the man: "Brother, you have a keen eye! You figured it out! That old lady is definitely not my mother."
Lin Yi was just thinking about how to make up a lie when the man chuckled and revealed a smug expression: "That's right, otherwise why would the village chief give me the job of guarding the village entrance? I'm the smartest person in our village!"
The man took out a cigarette from the box in front of him, lit it with the lighter in Lin Yi's hand, and coughed out a puff of smoke. He had only seen the village chief smoke one or two of these occasionally. He had never tried them before. It was a rare commodity.
After smoking Lin Yi's cigarette, the man's expression softened. He looked Lin Yi up and down, then shook his head. "You're too skinny, but you're quite tall. Hehehe, it's a waste of your time to come here. I don't think you'll succeed!"
Lin Yi looked surprised: "Brother, what do you mean by that?"
The man frowned slightly at the man's patched, washed-out clothes. He then looked at the lighter in his hand and asked, "What's that? I've never seen it before. Is it something new from down the mountain?"
Lin Yi glanced at the disposable lighter in his hand, which did not belong to this time and space, and understood. He handed the lighter to the man, cigarette and light, "Brother, let's be friends."
The man took the item with satisfaction and put it in his pocket. "That girl from the Qiao family, Dapei, has been the most beautiful girl in our village since she was young. What's more, she can read. There are so many young men in the village who like her that they can line up from one end of the village to the other. How could a young man like you from outside get a chance to be with her?"
This guy must have thought he was a foolish young man looking for a partner. Lin Yi pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "How do you know if it won't work if you don't try?"
The man sneered, "The Qiao family has long said that if you don't have 800 yuan, don't even think about marrying the beauty of the Qiao family. I can tell from the way you're dressed that you can't afford that much money." The man sighed and said, "Don't even mention you. Even the richest village chief's family in our village probably can't afford that 800 yuan! The Qiao family is so ruthless!
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