“You’re still our cousin, but you’re in cahoots with outsiders.”
Wang Junjun felt extremely frustrated, and a sense of resentment gradually rose within him.
"Why are you acting like a dog, even licking their boots?"
Wang Junjun was already feeling humiliated, but when he suddenly heard someone speaking, and it was even mocking, he felt even more annoyed and frustrated.
But when she turned around and saw that it was Xu Zhenting, her anger was no match for her dislike for him.
There is also fear and avoidance.
Ah Jun was furious after being beaten up by Xu Zhenting and his gang earlier.
But they were sent-down youth, and sent-down youth all had connections, although I don't know exactly what those connections were.
But they knew that those were people from the countryside who dared not offend.
As Ah Jun lowered his head and was about to turn and go home, he heard Xu Zhenting's malicious voice behind him again:
"Tsk, since they've all abandoned you, why are you still trying to curry favor with them? How shameless."
Xu Zhenting deliberately said some very unpleasant things, and sure enough, those harsh words made A-Jun turn around and glare at him.
They dared not glare at him.
"Who are you calling a slut... How can someone who's a student talk so... so rudely..."
He wanted to argue but didn't dare, a perfect example of someone who was tough on the outside but weak on the inside.
Xu Zhenting wanted to incite his hatred; once a person harbors resentment, they are capable of doing anything.
Seeing that the country bumpkin had taken the bait and was indeed looking angry, Xu Zhenting smiled and moved closer to him.
When he pulled his hand out of his pocket, a ten-yuan note was placed in front of Wang Junjun's face.
Wang Junjun was stunned. He could tell that the gesture meant he was handing money to him, but he didn't understand why the man was handing him money.
"They're doing really well for themselves, but they're unwilling to help you out, even though they're your relatives of the same generation. Tsk tsk."
"They're eating meat at home all by themselves, while you're drinking coarse corn porridge, and they don't even think about helping you out."
"Since they don't do it on the first day of the month, why should you do it on the fifteenth?"
After some preamble, Xu Zhenting got straight to the point:
"I just saw them; they brought three roe deer out of the ridge."
"Go and get one of them."
"If you can get it, I'll give you another ten dollars on top of this ten dollars."
"I'll share half of the roe deer with you."
Upon hearing this suggestion, Wang Junjun was filled with surprise.
But at the same time, that ten-yuan bill was really eye-catching, it almost made your eyeballs pop out.
There's no way to ignore it even if you want to.
Xu Zhenting knew very well that peasants were always timid and would not easily agree.
This is where his "enlightenment" technique comes into play:
"We scholars usually set a motto for ourselves. Do you know what our motto is?"
"Choice is more important than effort."
“Look, you wanted to hang out with Lin Mo, but after Lin Mo treated you to a few meals of meat, he stopped taking you along.”
"Similarly, if you choose to be friends with us..."
"We have someone protecting us."
Hearing the deliberately unspoken words, Wang Junjun naturally thought of the incident where the educated youth had stolen from the village and injured Aunt Lin.
The village always taught them that stealing is illegal and assaulting people would land them in jail.
The result was that the educated youth not only didn't return the stolen goods, but they also weren't sent to the county to serve time in prison.
They continued doing what they were doing in the village, and the village children still loved to gather around them and learn to write, just like before.
Xu Zhenting has connections, powerful backers, and influential figures...
Lin Mo, on the other hand, only knows how to explore mountain ridges...
Upon comparison and careful consideration, the statement that "choice is more important than effort" seems to be true.
"Looking forward to your good news!"
Xu Zhenting observed his micro-expressions and, after noticing the hesitation on his face, stuffed ten yuan into his hand.
He left after saying just one last thing.
Wang Junjun looked down at the ten-yuan bill.
This money is enough to buy more than 30 kilograms of rice or more than 300 kilograms of coal from the supply and marketing cooperative.
I want money.
Because my family was just too poor.
...
The Lin family was bustling with activity; Xiao Hua was peeling pine cones, and Aunt Lin was making aspic.
Although tired, a happy smile remained on his aged face.
"Let's stew the meat and bones first. We'll have roe deer meat dumpling soup for lunch. When Qingsong and Awang come over, we'll invite them to eat with us."
While his mother and younger sister were busy, Lin Mo was also busy cooking. He was kneading dough in a basin, and once the meat and bones in the pot had been stewing for a while, he would throw the dough pieces in.
It's ready to eat after cooking for a few more minutes.
Wang Junjun, who had come to check on the Lin family's situation again, heard the noises coming from inside the house.
I'm simmering meat soup right now, slurp.
He even generously invited Qingsong and Awang to eat together, slurping.
Lin Mo, who was carrying firewood from the kitchen to the yard, saw Wang Junjun standing not far outside the gate, so he stopped and stared at him.
This left Wang Junjun feeling awkward, unsure whether to leave or stay, and unable to hold his head high when he greeted them.
"What are you standing there for? Come here." Lin Mo spoke first.
Wang Junjun was stunned for a moment, then quickly lifted his leg and moved over.
The closer you get, the more detailed the bustling activity in the yard becomes.
Xiao Hua was tapping something, which he couldn't understand, but he could tell that Aunt Lin was cutting meat.
Wow, so much bright red fresh roe deer meat!
And there were two other large roe deer lying next to them!
"Brother Lin, I'm sorry, I just came to apologize to you."
Wang Junjun, who was taught from a young age to be an honest person, still couldn't go against his conscience and dared not and did not want to commit theft.
He had been struggling internally for a long time, but in the end, he decided to bite the bullet and come.
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